Take Along A Spring

The auction house was high up in the front and back. Sitting at the back, one could also see the auction platform, but it was a little far away. Those with bad eyes could not clearly see the items on the stage, but those with good eyes could not see the details.    

    

Yang Fann was different. He could even see a crack on the auction platform. He could even see the blond hair of foreign woman who was sitting in the first row.    

    

The blonde lady sitting in the first row was none other than Lisa, who had dyed her hair. Yang Fann could recognize her without looking at her face.    

    

To be exact, Yang Fann could recognize Lisa just by looking at the back of her head and the back of her neck.    

    

When he saw Lisa's white neck, Yang Fann couldn't help but think of the white swan, the night at the Dutch Amsterdam, and the big bed in the hotel.    

    

Yang Fann and Lisa rolled the sheets on the bed that was soft enough to sink a person into a bed. Uh, don't misunderstand, it was really the kind of bed that rolled sheets and fought.    

    

However, in the process of rolling and battling, the rubbing between the two was inevitable, so Yang Fann had felt Lisa's skin before. It was very smooth and delicate, completely different from the rough feel of most European beauties' hands.    

    

Of course, Yang Fann didn't experience much of the European and American women's touch, it's just that he casually studied a few during shopping in Holland. They were very fast and were hidden away, he didn't even notice the target of his research and thought that Yang Fann accidentally touched them while he was walking.    

    

I swear to god, Yang Fann is not such a wretched person. He really wants to do scientific research, just like how an art student would do a mannequin. What he's doing is not hoodlum, it's art, art, do you understand?    

    

It could be said that Yang Fann's research on the skin was more serious than that of those so-called artists. After all, Yang Fann only needed to touch the skin casually. Cough cough, this was what true research was like.    

    

When they were in Jiangnan University school, Yang Fann's classmates were especially envious of those guys from the Fine Arts Department. It was said that many of them had seen real mannequins before, and both men and women had.    

    

However, this was still a legend and no one had actually seen it before. Even Yang Fann wasn't very clear about it. He was almost unable to pay the tuition fees, so how could he have the mind to think about it?    

    

However, Yang Fann had also heard that it was very profitable to be a mannequin at the Academy of Fine Arts. Yang Fann had also thought of it before, but he couldn't get rid of it later, so he didn't go in the end.    

    

Just as Yang Fann was lost in his thoughts, the auction started.    

    

He had never thought that there would be so many foreign guests participating in an ordinary auction. It seemed that he had gotten something good this time, and without even needing to talk, the amount of money he had auctioned would probably surpass all his previous records. It was even possible for him to crush all his peers in his country!    

    

However, from the start of the auction, the excited auctioneer was dumbfounded. He bid a total of four or five items, and the International Friend below the stage did not even have a single plate raised. Could it be that this group of foreigners were all after the next few items, and the things in front of them were not their dishes?    

    

The auctioneer was anxious, unsure of what to do. He had a bad feeling about what was happening, as if reality was different from what he imagined. Foreign brothers, you must show your strength!    

    

The auctioneer's head was covered in sweat, the backstage auctioneers also did not have a single one that was relaxed. They were currently performing a final appraisal of the remaining items, wanting to find the treasure that they had neglected.    

    

"Lao Wang, try to stall for time. We haven't found what we're looking for!" From the auctioneer's headset, the organizer's leader roared at the top of his lungs, telling him to delay the auction no matter what and let the appraiser find the real treasure.    

    

Delaying the time, delaying the time, you guys sure are easy to say, come by yourself, who knows what's going on, there are so many people below the stage yet there are very few bidders, basically as long as there's someone willing to bid, there won't even be a single bidder, how can I, Lao Wang stall for time?    

    

"Aiya, Lao Wang, why did you get another one? Do you want to f * cking work anymore? If you don't want to say it, then get the hell out of here immediately!"    

    

Lao Wang wanted to f * cking f * cking f * ck off, but when he thought of that guy's identity, Lao Wang's heart twitched. There's no way to do that!    

    

"Esteemed guests, the previous bidding war was very intense. Let us rest for a while, drink some water, go to the toilet, and calm down before returning!"    

    

Lao Wang felt that he was too smart and wanted to stall for time. He might as well take a break for the midfield. This time, he wanted to see what the bastard surnamed Wang had to say!    

    

Alright, the auctioneer's surname is Wang and his leader's surname is Wang. I wonder who he is scolding with that scolding of his.    

    

"Damn, what the heck! It's only been ten minutes since the start of the match and this auctioneer's physique is way too terrible!"    

    

"That's right, stop resting. I was waiting for the photos to be done so I could go back to eat. What's with the intense atmosphere? Why didn't I sense it?"    

    

"..."    

    

At the backstage of the auction house, Lao Wang's leader pointed at Lao Wang's nose and cursed: "Lao Wang, you bastard, you really don't want to work anymore, right? It's only been ten minutes and you're already resting. Did you get into Aunt's bed last night again?"    

    

"Bullshit, you still f * cking have the face to say, just who crawled on my sister-in-law's bed yesterday. Don't you have a little compulsion in your heart?" Auctioneer Lao Wang was not the least bit vague as he pointed at his leader and scolded him.    

    

Well, to be honest, the auctioneer Lao Wang and his leader Lao Wang are actually related, which means that the wife they married is a sister, the auctioneer married a second sister, the leader married a eldest sister, and the boss married a younger sister, a sister-in-law of the two of them.    

    

The backstage was soundproofed, and even Yang Fann couldn't hear the conversation between the two. However, Yang Fann was also laughing. At least half of the people on the stage were foreigners, but there wasn't even a single bidder. This was too hilarious.    

    

If it was a normal auction, the atmosphere would not be so calm. Although the bidding was not as explosive as in the movies, it was still much better than this one.    

    

It was a pity that too many foreigners had come this time, and had occupied a large number of bidding slots, yet strangely, there wasn't even a single bidder. This caused many Chinese who wanted to bid to hesitate, and before they knew the exact reason, very few people foolishly jumped out to eat crab first.