Chapter 767: Charity auction, how many scenes (three shifts)

Wei Sheng is also busy at both ends of the school and the stadium. In his spare time, he made a model of a sports car for this auction event. It only used a paper shell and painted it with paint, but it looked quite realistic. meaning.
Once the model was handed in, it was quickly selected, because there are indeed too few things that the second and third grades can handle.
In addition to Wei Sheng's model, there is also a brush calligraphy written by Du Chen, and another ink painting by Cheng Lin.
Yongle Hotel is a well-known mid-to-high-end hotel in this area, with affordable prices, excellent dishes and taste, and most importantly, large quantities.
For both schools, the auction site was chosen here. The main reason is that it is located in the middle of the road between the Experimental Middle School and the High School Attached to Normal University. The hotel has a wedding hall that can accommodate more than 50 tables and hundreds of people. It is not as luxurious as the later generations. In fact, the residents in this area have always been ordinary people in the middle and low classes.
As the setting sun slanted west, the dazzling golden splendor filled the earth, bathing this hotel in the golden sunset. An uncle who had been in sixties and walked his dog couldn't help but stop and watch on the opposite side of the hotel. I saw that most of them were parked this week. In front of Alto Jetta’s hotel, there were many good cars parked today.
There are Toyota, Nissan, and even two Mercedes-Benz cars.
The difference is that, in addition to some middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes, there are many students who walked in and out of the hotel, some were waiting for someone, some were talking and laughing, and there were two naked-chested. Four or five-year-old boys squatted on a side tree stump and played in the mud.
The old man was taken aback when he saw the two children, leaping quickly across the road on a leash, "Boss and two! Who let you out!"
The two children looked up and saw the old man also looked surprised, and cried and said that grandma let them out to play.
This was what Wei Sheng saw when he arrived in front of the hotel.
Luo Dinglei, Xia Fei and Cheng Lin came with her. Compared with Yue Fei who was awarded twelve gold medals by the sage, Wei Sheng received nearly 20 calls from Jiang Yuchen within half an hour.
It is said that there are twelve students in the third class this time, and four of them are Wei Sheng. As for Yang Miao, who is a staff member of Ma Xiaohong, he is not included in the third class.
Among the eight students with the exception of Wei Sheng, half of them were unable to come on temporary leave today. I don't know whether the parents repented or the fact was there.
In front of the main entrance of Yongle Hotel, the dean of education Chen Kaiyi was in a suit and leather shoes and stopped in front of the door with a smile on his face as if welcoming guests. At this moment, he was walking towards a white-haired old man who had just got out of a Ford and said with a smile that the other person was Professor Zhao. I think the school also invited some scholars in the industry to join in and help out.
Wei Sheng met Luo Quankun, who was already waiting at the front entrance, and then walked straight to the banquet hall without anyone.
On the way, Luo Dinglei asked Xia Fei, "Where is your father?"
Xia Fei smiled a little, "My dad can't do anything today, but I'm given permission. If you want to take photos less than 3,000 yuan, you can take pictures." He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket to prove it.
In fact, it seemed to Xia Fei that this matter was quite face-saving. He originally promised Mr. Xiajiang, but at a critical moment, he dropped the chain. He almost turned his face with his father because of this matter, and almost shrank his head and could not ask for leave, but in the end he chose to come over. Up.
Jiang Yuchen had just confirmed the table seats with the student union that set up the venue. He felt a little uneasy. Looking at the seats for 15 people, each class has two table places. It seems that one table for his class is enough. It must be full. Think about it, this thing is obviously to spend money, and I am embarrassed not to take a picture when I come over.
If you change to be yourself, maybe you can push it, right?
Jiang Yuchen felt a little relieved when he saw the students entering the door. It was a pity that there seemed to be only one parent behind the four students, the coach Luo she had met on Wulong Mountain.
Up to this moment, it was ten minutes before the scheduled opening time, and the whole lobby seemed a bit empty. I also encountered this situation when I wanted to come to other classes.
Of course, not all classes are like this. Ma Xiaohong’s father, Ma Zhen, not only invited the leaders of the provincial radio station, but also some wealthy businessmen he had interviewed. They are all caring people who are keen on public welfare. They are sitting in the front of the hall at the moment. The chairperson of the platoon was accompanied by the principal Chen Zhenxi, who seemed to have a good conversation.
And the vice chairman of the student union, Hou Haoran, was leading a group of officers to lay out the details in front of the stage, and Ma Xiaohong continued to shuttle back and forth between his father’s desk and the stage, until the crowd in the hall gradually increased. She stood in the middle of the stage and was quite a master. The person craned his neck demeanorly and glanced around each table as if counting the number of people, like a king patrolling his own territory.
When she saw Wei Sheng sitting alone on a fifteen-person platform at the back, and there was an empty table beside her, if she remembered correctly, the empty table was also in the second and third class. Seeing this, Ma Xiaohong couldn't help but sneered and looked in other directions.
It did become more lively. The teachers with full desks couldn’t help looking around and smiling, and then eagerly greeted the parents present. In contrast, some desks with a small number of people seemed quite lonely. In the second and third class of high school, the other four students on the table have arrived at this moment, and only three of them have brought their parents. Such a situation of collectively dropping the chain at this critical moment almost made Jiang Yuchen cry in a hurry, but he could only smile and greet him.
Luo Dinglei also frowned secretly, feeling a little anxious, even he could see that at this moment, the other three parents on the table besides his second uncle looked unnatural and looked quite embarrassed.
Some people even raised their eyes and looked around, seeing that many parents on other desktops were talking about drinking and making a lively scene, and they said to Jiang Yuchen with an embarrassing smile, "Mr. Jiang, are you in our class?"
"All busy, all busy..." In the second year of work, Jiang Yuchen has not experienced such scenes. At this moment, she is a little restless. At this moment, she seems to be a lonely helm, and the colleagues around who have good relationships seem to be separate For the battle, the lively scene made her feel helpless and embarrassed.
Wei Sheng looked at the watch on her wrist. In fact, she had invited someone today, but she was not sure whether she could be there. Even if she could, she wouldn't know how many people would come.
Two minutes before the opening of the stall, the motor suddenly roared outside the hotel, as if at the same time, from all directions, big and small intersections, and their bodies sprang out at the same time. After that, ten supercars and luxury cars worth more than one million yuan. Parked in front of the hotel from different directions, the parking spaces suddenly became crowded, and the owners of these famous cars even rolled down the windows to scold them in order to compete for the parking spaces.