The guests in the audience were waiting for Shen Jun to donate.
But Shen Jun stood there, motionless, with only his legs shaking constantly.
"What's going on? Why isn't Shen Jun moving?" a reporter asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Jun, who was standing on the stage, suddenly started to tremble in his legs.
Then, in front of so many people and the camera lenses, he sat down on the ground.
"What happened to him?!"
"You're so scared, are you feeling guilty?"
"Why are you feeling guilty? Master Lu hasn't said anything yet, and hasn't produced any evidence. What is he afraid of? It's inexplicable. Shen Jun is simply a coward."
The guests below the stage were discussing heatedly, but Shen Jun on the stage was so frightened that he couldn't even stand up.
He didn't feel scared when he was far away, but when he got closer and saw the "fierce" eyes of the stray dogs, his legs lost control and became numb.
Shen Jun sat on the ground, his hands and feet trembling, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
He now wanted to beat himself to death. Who told him to bid for that item
"Mr. Shen seems to be feeling a little unwell. How about this, we ask Miss Tang to come first." The auctioneer was not a tough person. Seeing that Shen Jun was feeling unwell, he asked the etiquette lady to invite 'Tang Xinluo'.
"Please ask Ms. Tang to convey our loving blessings to the representatives of the homeless rescue center on behalf of tonight's charity guests and Royal Court Auction House."
After the host finished speaking, the guests in the audience were waiting for Tang Xinluo to come forward.
Unexpectedly, Tang Xinluo's condition was even more outrageous than Shen Jun's.
Shen Jun managed to walk forward a few steps before sitting on the ground.
And that 'Tang Xinluo' not only didn't move a step, but when the etiquette lady went to invite her, she sat down on the ground and refused to get up.
I had already heard the lively music on the field.
All the guests heard Tang Xinluo's hysterical screams.
"No, I won't go... I won't go... Don't let me go, don't let me go..."
Wan Weiwei's eyes had become confused and unable to focus.
Those crazy and painful past events rushed into my mind like a tide.
The four homeless men not far away looked at her with the same dirty, disgusting and malicious eyes as the beggars who had raped her.
The feeling of being held down by those dirty, lowly, unkempt people is the mark that Wan Weiwei wants to forget the most in her life, but she will never forget it.
"Ms. Tang, just give them these donation certificates. It's a trivial matter." The auctioneer seemed to be unable to see Wan Weiwei's fear and said to her kindly.
"Lot No. 1 was bought by Miss Xinluo, so you must go up..."
Before she finished her words, the audience heard Wan Weiwei shouting in denial.
"No, I won't go! I'm not Tang Xinluo, I'm not... Let me go, I want to leave here, let me go!"
Wan Weiwei crawled back in horror, having already forgotten the purpose of her coming here.
She didn't even realize that she had just admitted with her own mouth that she was not Tang Xinluo.
The auctioneer pretended not to understand and grabbed Wan Weiwei's wrist to stop her from leaving. "Ms. Tang, stop joking. If you are not Miss Tang, then who is Miss Tang? Don't worry, it's just a small matter. Just give them the certificate. Don't worry if you can't stand steadily, our etiquette lady will support you."
The two etiquette ladies immediately went up, one on the left and one on the right, to help Wan Weiwei up.
Although the etiquette lady has a slim figure, the strength of the two men is not something Wan Weiwei can get rid of.
The two men carried Wan Weiwei and went straight to the four homeless men.
The author has something to say. Sorry for the long wait. I will continue writing the rest (to be continued)