allendalepharm Chapter 326 Jiang Bai is shocked
Chapter 326 Jiang Bai is shocked
As the price of autographed photos continues to rise.
Outside the blue pergola, the riot over "buying a piece of paper for 50,000 yuan" is about to escalate into a localized brawl.
now.
Jiang Bai sat on a high stool, his whole body in a state of "out-of-body experience," looking dazed.
"Chief... Am I hallucinating?"
Jiang Bai cried out in his heart, a cry that seemed to come from the slums:
"Fifty thousand? For a signed photo?"
"In that empty classroom, I used that gold pen to sign for a whole hour, 'swish, swish, swish,' signing three pages per second!"
"This very second is worth 150,000?!"
He looked down at his hands.
Suddenly I realized that these weren't hands at all; they were clearly the rollers of a money printing machine!
[Ding! The Master-Level Running Script calligraphy rewarded by this system incorporates the essence of calligraphy masters from across dimensions, coupled with a divinely designed signature. In the eyes of those knowledgeable veterans, your signature isn't just a name, but a 'unique work of art.' 50,000 per piece? That's just the starting price; 500,000 wouldn't be an exaggeration!]
Jiang Bai's three roommates standing behind him had also completely gone mad.
Su Ze had been clutching the fifty-yuan payment QR code tightly in his hand, but now his hand was trembling as if he had Parkinson's disease.
He abruptly turned his head to look at Jiang Bai, his eyes filled with regret and indignation at missing out on becoming the world's richest man.
"No, Baizhi! We've lost out!! We've lost a fortune!!"
Su Ze let out a mournful wail, pointing at the two boxes of sold-out blind boxes, pounding his chest and stamping his feet in frustration:
"Fifty dollars?! We only sold it for fifty dollars?!"
"That third guy prepared hundreds of copies. If I had known these autographs were worth 50,000 each, I would have sold them for 10,000 each. Our class's donations could buy two school buildings now!!"
Gu Dapeng was also dumbfounded, staring blankly at the lucky winner in the distance who was being besieged by a group of CEOs while holding an autographed photo, muttering to himself:
"I just personally handed three '50,000 yuan' notes to three grandsons from other branches of the family? No, those were three genuine blind boxes, worth at least 200,000 yuan!"
"Good heavens, I, Gu Dapeng, have never done such a generous deal in my entire life!"
Lin Le pushed up his glasses, his tone filled with existential doubt:
"Bai Zhi, this isn't a charity sale, it's like you've brought year-end bonuses for the entire school!"
"Waaaaah, she truly lives up to her goddess title; she's so kind-hearted!"
Then.
It seems like he's thought of something.
Su Ze suddenly looked at the remaining four or five blind boxes, his eyes instantly turning extremely fierce.
He lowered his voice and said to Jiang Bai:
"Little sister Baizhi, listen to your brother!"
"We're not selling these anymore! We're auctioning them off!"
"Starting price: 50,000, no upper limit!"
"At this rate, the four blind boxes should raise at least 200,000 yuan for charity!"
Jiang Bai looked at his three roommates, who had completely fallen into the trap of money, and shook his head, both amused and exasperated.
Now that he has already made plans to move towards high-end charity auction items, what do these few blind boxes matter?
Jiang Bai believed that 200,000 yuan could potentially be offset by a high-end charity auction item!
She slightly adjusted her posture, her long, black-stockinged legs drawing a pristine arc in the sunlight, her voice as soft as a gentle breeze sweeping through a bamboo grove:
"Brother Aze, Brother Dapeng... Baizhi said that this is to show love and care for children in mountainous areas."
"Since it's set at fifty, it can't be changed."
"Bai Zhi doesn't want to do things that involve making a profit from the price difference."
The words fell.
These words, coupled with the slightly trembling fox ears, only heightened the already enthusiastic atmosphere.
"Goddess!! You are so amazing!!"
"Waaaaah, as expected of Bai Zhi, the author of those spirited and noble words... This attitude of regarding money as dirt... I'm sticking with you for life!!"
The boys around them went into another collective frenzy!
This also indirectly reduced the success rate of autographed photos.
After all, their goddess can go to such lengths for her fans, so as fans, they also want to stand up for Bai Zhi!
soon.
The last purple cloth bag was tightly held in the arms of a junior student whose face was flushed red and who almost had a stroke on the spot.
That box of blind boxes, which carried the "dreams" of countless boys, has been completely sold out.
"Waaaah! There are no more blind boxes!"
Jiang Bai looked at the empty boxes, then at the endless line behind him.
These people are probably just queuing up for nothing.
Then, with an apologetic expression, he spoke softly.
"I'm sorry, everyone... all the blind boxes are sold out."
"Everyone has worked so hard for so long, it's just that the angelica wasn't prepared sufficiently."
These words immediately calmed the previously restless crowd.
Countless people sighed in disappointment, preparing to leave dejectedly.
Just then.
A burly man in the crowd who hadn't managed to buy anything suddenly turned red in the eyes and let out a deafening roar at the sunshade:
"No!! It's okay if I don't have blind boxes!!"
"Goddess Bai Zhi, I just want to donate money!"
"I'm not happy unless I donate this fifty yuan today!"
That voice was like a powder keg ignited; everyone around instantly snapped to attention.
"That's right! We're here for a charity sale, not to do wholesale!"
"If we run out of things to sell, we can just donate!"
"Putting everything else aside, I absolutely have to make sure Goddess Bai Zhi sees me successfully raise the fifty yuan I have in my pocket today!"
"Most importantly... Goddess Bai Zhi, if you just say one word to me, even just a 'thank you,' I'll donate this fifty yuan willingly!!"
Jiang Bai was stunned to hear this, never expecting that these people would rather spend money to buy her a thank you than give up.
He frantically calculated in his mind:
"Holy crap? Fifty for just talking to me?"
"A single sentence, including the thank you, takes at most ten seconds. That's 600 per minute, 36,000 per hour... Holy crap, I might not even earn 36,000 on my main account, and my alt account is just sitting here saying thank you, earning over 10,000 per hour?!"
In a fit of grief and indignation, Jiang Bai decided to ruthlessly harvest the donations from these small accounts' fans and use the rewards for completing the task first to give back to the main account!
snort!
The small size works hard to make a wedding dress, but it all ends up being spent on the large size!
Thus, a bizarre spectacle, worthy of being recorded in the school's history, appeared at the charity sale area of the Shanghai Theatre Academy's sports meet.
At the booth of Class 6, Department of Performing Arts.
After the blind boxes sold out, the long queue didn't shorten at all.
On the contrary, the rumors that "you can get a goddess to talk to you for just 50 yuan" have made it even more spectacular.
A freshman trembled as he stuffed fifty yuan into the donation box, his eyes burning with fervor as if he had witnessed a miracle.
Jiang Bai nodded slightly, his fox ears twitching gently in response, revealing a compassionate smile, his voice ethereal:
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. The children in the mountains will remember you."
"puff--!!!"
The freshman clutched his chest and stumbled back three steps, his face as red as if he'd just been pulled from a hot pot, grinning foolishly and muttering to himself:
"She thanked me...she even mentioned the children...Oh my god, is this what it feels like to talk to a goddess?"
"Mom, I'm in love!!!"
Next person.
"Thank you, brother."
Next one.
"Thank you for your hard work, senior."
"Your kindness is so heartwarming."
Every simple feedback was accompanied by the crisp sound of payment being credited to the account.
Some people even paid an extra hundred or two hundred!
Su Ze was responsible for maintaining order, and he had stopped counting the money.
The phone's notification sounds were coming in a continuous stream, the "ding ding ding" sound making even this rich kid question his existence.
"Fifty...one hundred...five hundred..."
Su Ze wiped the cold sweat from his face, quietly moved next to Gu Dapeng, and lowered his voice:
"Dapeng, fourth brother... I mean, brother-in-law, isn't his sister a reincarnation of a lucky cat?"
"All those secondhand books, old toys, and handmade trinkets that our class prepared at the booth are now completely ignored; nobody's even looking at them. They've all become just background decorations!"
Gu Dapeng stared blankly at the scene:
"Don't even mention it."
"I just saw that stingy minister in our sports department."
"I've already queued up three times just to hear 'Thank you for your hard work, brother' one more time!"
"That's a whole hundred and fifty! Enough for him to eat braised pork in the cafeteria for a week!"
Lin Le, adjusting his glasses, solemnly recorded the accounts:
"Bai Zhi has raised over 5,000 yuan just by talking."
"And the small items our class had prepared for the charity sale... were almost thrown into the trash can by those dark-skinned PE students because everyone thought they were blocking the view of the goddess."