Chapter 767 Charity Auction
Wei Sheng is also busy at both ends of the school and the stadium, and in his spare time, he made a sports car model for this auction. It only uses a paper shell and paints it, but it looks quite realistic mean.
Once the model was handed in, it was quickly selected, because there were indeed too few things that Classes 2 and 3 could produce.
In addition to Wei Sheng's model, there is also a brush calligraphy written by Du Chen himself, and an ink painting by Cheng Lin.
Yongle Hotel is a well-known mid-to-high-end hotel in this area. The price is affordable, the dishes taste excellent, and the most important thing is the large quantity.
As for the two schools, the auction location is chosen here, the main reason is that it is located in the middle of the road section between the Experimental Middle School and the High School Attached to Normal University. The hotel has a wedding banquet hall that can accommodate more than fifty tables and hundreds of people. Compared with the later generations, it is not a very luxurious style. In fact, the residents in this area have always been ordinary people in the middle and lower classes.
The setting sun was slanting to the west, and the dazzling golden light sprinkled the land, bathing the hotel in the golden afterglow of the setting sun. An old man who was over sixty years old and went out to walk his dog couldn't help but stop and watch across the road from the hotel. In front of the hotel of Alto Jetta, there are many good cars parked today.
There's a Toyota, a Nissan, and even two Mercedes sedans.
The difference is that, apart from some middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes, there are also many students who stop and wander in front of the door, some are waiting for someone, some are talking and laughing, and there are two shirtless Four or five-year-old boys were squatting under a tree stump and playing with mud.
The old man was taken aback when he saw the two children, and quickly jumped across the road with a dog leash, "Boss and second! Who told you to come out!"
When the two children looked up and saw the old man, they were also surprised, and they cried and said that it was their grandma who let them out to play.
This is what Wei Sheng saw when he arrived in front of the hotel.
Luo Dinglei, Xia Fei and Cheng Lin came here with her. Compared to Yue Fei who was awarded twelve gold medals by the Holy Spirit, Wei Sheng received nearly twenty calls from Jiang Yuchen within half an hour.
It is said that Class Three has a total of twelve students this time, including Wei Sheng. As for Yang Miao, he is counted as Ma Xiaohong's staff and is not included in Class Three.
And among the eight students except Wei Sheng, half of them asked for leave today and couldn't come. I don't know if the parents regretted it or there was a real reason for it.
In front of the main entrance of Yongle Hotel, Chen Kaiyi, the dean of teaching, was standing in front of the door in a suit and leather shoes, smiling as if welcoming guests. At this moment, he was walking towards a white-haired old man who had just gotten out of a Ford car, and said with a smile that he was Professor Zhao. Presumably, the school also invited some scholars and figures in the industry to come and support them.
Wei Sheng met Luo Quankun who was already waiting at the main entrance, and then walked straight towards the banquet hall without anyone in the group.
On the way, Luo Dinglei asked Xia Fei, "Where's your father?"
Xia Fei hesitated and said with a smile, "My dad can't come today because he has something to do, but he has given me permission to take pictures of anything worth less than 3,000 yuan." He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket as proof.
In fact, Xia Fei felt that this matter was quite embarrassing. He originally agreed to Mr. Jiang's matter, but at a critical moment, he lost the chain. He almost turned against his father because of this matter, and almost shrank his head and asked for leave, but in the end he chose to come. up.
Jiang Yuchen had just confirmed the table seats with the student union who arranged the venue, and felt a little uneasy. Looking at the seats for 15 people, each class has two tables. It seems that one table is enough for my class. It must be full. Thinking about it, it is obvious that this matter is to spend money, and I am embarrassed not to photograph something after I come here, and I am afraid that I will not be reconciled if I photograph it.
If it were me, I'm afraid I can push it, right?
After seeing a few of his own students entering the door, Jiang Yuchen felt a little more at ease. Unfortunately, there seemed to be only one parent behind the four students, and it was the coach Luo she had met on Wulong Mountain.
Up to this moment, it was still ten minutes before the scheduled opening time, and the whole lobby was still a bit empty, presumably this happened 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 invited some wealthy businessmen he had interviewed. The chairman of the platoon was accompanied by the principal Chen Zhenxi himself, and it seemed that the conversation was quite good.
Hou Haoran, the vice chairman of the student union, was leading a group of officers to arrange the details in front of the stage, and Ma Xiaohong kept going back and forth between her father's desktop and the stage arrangement, until the number of people in the venue gradually increased, and she stood in the middle of the stage quite a bit Stretching his neck gracefully, he scanned each table with his eyes as if counting the number of people, like a king patrolling his own territory.
When she saw Wei Sheng and the others sitting alone on a table for 15 people in the back, there was an empty table next to her. If she remembered correctly, that empty table was also from the second and third classes of high school. Seeing this, Ma Xiaohong couldn't help laughing mockingly, and turned her eyebrows to look in other directions.
Indeed, it gradually became lively. The teachers who were full of desks and tables could not help but look around and smile, and then eagerly greeted the parents present. In contrast, some tables with fewer people seemed quite lonely, including In Class Two and Three, four other students had arrived on the table at this moment, and only three of them had their parents with them. The situation of collective loss at such a critical moment almost made Jiang Yuchen cry, but he could only greet him with a forced smile.
Luo Dinglei also frowned secretly, a little anxious in his heart, even he could see that the expressions of the other three parents on the table besides his second uncle were unnatural, and they looked a little embarrassed.
Some people even raised their eyes to look around and saw many parents on the other table chatting happily, and smiled awkwardly at Jiang Yuchen, "Teacher Jiang, there are not many people in our class?"
"Everyone is busy, everyone is busy..." Jiang Yuchen has never experienced such a scene in her second year of work, and she is somewhat restless at this moment. At this moment, she seems to be a lonely leader, and those colleagues who are close to each other seem to be on their own. For the battle, the lively scene made her feel at a loss and embarrassed.
Wei Sheng looked at the watch on her wrist. In fact, she invited someone today, but she was not sure whether they would be able to arrive.
There were two minutes before the opening of the opening, and suddenly the motor roared outside the hotel, as if at the same time, from all directions, different directions, large and small intersections, they sprang out of the car body at the same time, and then, ten supercars and luxury cars worth more than one million came one after another Parking in front of the hotel from different directions, the parking spaces suddenly became crowded. The owners of these famous cars even rolled down the windows to fight for the parking spaces, and both sides shouted and cursed.