"200,000 gold coins at a time!"

The women in the audience twisted their bodies tangled, as if their bodies were crawling with ants, and the expressions on their faces changed repeatedly, but they still wanted to stop talking and did not participate in the bidding.

"Two hundred thousand gold coins twice!"

The women in the audience were biting their lips or their fingers, restless, as if they were enduring some pain, fidgeting.

"Two hundred thousand gold coins three times!"

The women in the audience sighed deeply, and the neat sighs echoed in the theater, their faces showing despair, tears rolling in their eyes, and they were really grief-stricken as if they had lost their love forever.

Some people even couldn't stand the pain, broke down and cried and rushed out of the theater, and fled home under the escort of bodyguards to lick their heartaches.

"Knock knock!"

Clythia slammed the gavel, declaring that the ownership of "Io, the lover from afar, the immortal one for ten thousand years" finally belonged to Dame Hathaway.

With tears in her eyes, Dame Hathaway walked slowly onto the stage, as if reunited with her long-lost lover, she threw herself into Io's arms, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Io deeply, unwilling to part for a long time......

Tang Xiaotian looked at this scene, and felt very strange in his heart - that thing was obviously a weapon, and the humanoid weapon carefully created by Io had now become a work of art symbolizing love, and was wildly sought after by women.

She couldn't help but say to Io's ball in her arms, "How do you feel about being a public lover?" ”

Now the task of preserving Io's soul core shifted from Klein to Tang Xiaotian, who, as a singer-poet, should have mastered one or two instruments to score songs.

But she has been staying at her aunt's house, and her aunt's family is not willing to pay for her to learn a musical instrument, let alone let her practice musical instruments at home make noise, and she usually hums with headphones and hums quietly when she practices singing.

Ai Ou loaded the music player function module, and it became a Walkman, which was assigned by Luo Feng to Tang Xiaotian as a partner, so that they could cooperate with each other to maximize the singing effect of the singer.

The two of them had a grudge on the first day they met, and they didn't look at each other well, but under the strong suppression of the captain, they could only reluctantly accept this arrangement.

Ai Ou said angrily: "I don't have any feelings, I just feel that I have been sold cheaply, this group of stupid women who don't know the goods, just the materials for making the mechanical body can be converted into Feren gold coins can be worth tens of millions of gold coins!" ”

"Just snicker, it's good that it hasn't been landfilled as a large non-combustible waste!" Tang Xiaotian said sarcastically.

Io ignored her sarcasm and said in an urn voice: "By the way, don't let me give you a soundtrack if it's okay in the future, my soul battery has a limited power, so I can't waste it casually." ”

"Huh." Tang Xiaotian sneered: "This can't help you, I want to sing and sing loudly." ”

"You!"

Io raised the volume, but he thought that the high volume mode was more power-intensive, so he lowered the volume again: "Then you can sing a cappella, I won't score the noise!" ”

"Then you have to ask the captain whether he agrees or not, if you sing a cappella the aura effect is weakened, it affects the team, do you guess the captain will spare you?"

"Stinky woman, don't press me with the captain!"

"Stinky ball, I don't have to use the captain to press you, I can clean you up!"

Tang Xiaotian took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, and punched the ball in his hand hard.

"Oops! Oops! Oops! Io's ball let out a monotonous electronic cry of pain: "Stinky woman! You give me to remember! ”

"Huh!" Tang Xiaotian said with a smile: "I have remembered you for a long time, you bite me!" ”

"That's what you said, bite it!"

"Crackle!"

Ai Ou angrily loaded the electric shock module and gave Tang Xiaotian a soul electrotherapy, but unfortunately its soul energy was insufficient and its power was limited, so it could only make Tang Xiaotian feel a little pain.

"Oops, the stinky ball has a lot of skills!"

Tang Xiaotian was shaken by the electricity, threw Io on the ground, picked up a wooden stick, and hit Io's round head hard.

"Oops! Oops! Oops! ”

"Alright, alright!" Luo Feng, who saw the team members fighting and had a gloomy face on the side, hurriedly stopped: "You are enough, Tang Xiaotian, don't bully Io!" ”

"Just know what to say about me!" Tang Xiaotian's eyes were red and he muttered: "Io said that he wouldn't give me accompaniment, didn't you see Io electing me just now?" ”

Luo Feng had a headache, and said patiently: "Io, you cooperate well with Tang Xiaotian, the problem of insufficient soul energy is not difficult to solve, and it is not difficult to harvest some fallen souls in the Faren Continent to recharge you!" ”

"Tang Xiaotian, don't bully Io, if you force it to be in a hurry, it can overload the soul and explode itself, and the explosion is powerful enough to flatten half of Azcatra to the ground."

Tang Xiaotian just stopped, and he didn't dare to continue smashing Io, in case this guy was angry, everything would be over if he died with him.

It turns out that Io can blow himself up! It's still so powerful, is it really good for her to partner with such a dangerous thing?

Under the majestic gaze of the captain, even though she was reluctant, she still carefully held Io's ball in her arms, and did not dare to ravage it at will.

Suppressed the infighting among the team members, Luo Feng rubbed his faintly painful forehead and greeted the aristocratic women who gathered around, the auction has ended, although these ladies have lost the ownership of Io, they still do not want to disperse and gather in the theater.

"Mr. Bredrow!" A noble lady posted it expectantly: "I want to invite you to my home to talk about it, listen to you talk about the process of creating "Titanic", please be sure to enjoy it." ”

"Mr. Bredero, please come to the salon held at the Femu Manor, your presence will definitely make the salon shine."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly and declined their invitation, claiming that a real artist has dedicated everything he has to great art, and his leisure time is crowded with creation and rehearsals, and he will not leave the theater in order to present more and better works of art.

This statement was readily accepted by the aristocratic women, and it is completely understandable that the artist should devote himself to artistic creation without being disturbed by external objects.

They made another request: "Mr. Bledero, when will "Titanic" be performed again, it is really difficult to enjoy this great drama and understand the meaning expressed in it after watching it once......"

This time, Luo Feng did not refuse: "There is only one five-wine pot hotel theater in Ascatra City, and the theater is also temporarily loaned by our art team, and there is no venue for it to perform again, and I have to wait for a new agreement with the real owner of the theater, the 'Imprint City Theater Company', and I can continue to use the theater to hold performances." ”

The noblewomen deeply regretted it, and many of them looked at the female mayor Bainara with unhappy faces, and the application for the construction of the Grand Theater had already been sent to the town hall, but after many discussions in the six-member council, the proposal was delayed for two or three years and was not approved.