His eyes were bright when he spoke, and Yan Jiayin still unhesitated to reveal Lin Xun's dream. "If you do this, everyone will only think that you are embarrassing my brother. Don't forget," Yan Jiayin smiled meaningfully at him: "This is Cang'er."

It is clear who the people on the island will be with an unknown person and the future owner of the island.

Lin Xun was a little depressed. He had not had a good rest in recent days. Since that day, his attention would occasionally be distracted. He had originally expected that the clan would make a fortune and mediate his mood. At present, it seemed that this idea would be given up.

As more and more people were in the lounge, the judges drove the people outside. The originally noisy people gathered together in groups of three or three and walked towards the open space where the results were finally announced.

Although the judges are still counting the scores, the top few candidates are clear at a glance.

"It seems that Yan Jinglin will have some difficulties in winning consecutive championships this year." The speaker did not deliberately hide his voice.

"The real material cannot withstand some people's use of methods." Someone said angrily.

Along the way, Lin Xun listened to a lot of similar conversations, but his eyes did not fluctuate too much.

Yan Jiayin looked at his expression and rolled her fingers into her black long straight: "Do you really don't care about their opinion?"

Lin Xun said with slightest thought: "To be honest, I'm a little worried. Telling the truth directly made me feel a little hurt."

“…It’s my brother who deserves to be injured.”

Lin Xun comforted him: "It doesn't matter, you are not related by blood."

This sentence touched Yan Jiayin's tears. He felt a little sad when he thought of the fact that he was not his biological child. Just as he was about to cry, he suddenly frowned and said, "After that, I am the second son in the family. The guards of the Yan family are not airtight. It is almost impossible for others to replace children secretly, unless it is instructed by the father or mother - but what is the meaning of doing this?"

The Yan family already has an excellent heir like Yan Jinglin. To put it bluntly, even if he is a useless person in terms of talent, the Yan family will not care much about it.

Lin Xunxin jumped slightly and said, "There must be a hidden truth."

Seeing that Yan Jiayin was about to think deeper, Lin Xun said, "If you look for the answer slowly in the future, fantasy will never be of much use."

Yan Jiayin shook her head: "Because of not having enough talent... no, this does not constitute a reason, or maybe it is..."

Lin Xun interrupted him: "Because you are ugly."

“…”

Lin Xun's tone was very confident: "That's right, it's because you are not good-looking."

The moment he opened his mouth, Yan Jiayin had the urge to shake his face with her hair.

Thinking too much will only add more delusions. Yan Jiayin sighed softly: "Sometimes, I feel that you are more like a person with the blood of the Yan family."

Lin Xun's eyes sank, and he saw that Yan Jiayin's expression was not different, probably just a sudden whim.

"You look at people," Yan Jiayin stopped, put her fingers down, and her long hair that was out of control was very elegant in the wind: "It looks very much like a father."

He clearly had a pair of affectionate eyes, but when he looked closely, he couldn't see any unnecessary feelings for others.

Lin Xun was about to say something to make him take back this guess, but Yan Jiayin then smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "But how is it possible? Even if some places are similar, it is impossible just a little bit."

"What point?" Lin Xun asked curiously.

"Your height," Yan Jiayin said lightly: "The Yan family can't give birth to someone as short as you."

This is true. The Yan family is all slender.

He was originally talking with his head down. When he looked up, he was just looking at Lin Xun's smile that looked like spring breeze on his lips. Yan Jiayin's body trembled for no reason.

"What's wrong," Lin Xunju said worriedly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yan Jiayin's eyebrows became deeper and deeper: "It's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled."

Just a moment ago, he seemed to see a black air radiating from the other party. When he looked closely, the smile in front of him was very kind and there was nothing unusual.

...

All the people who participated in the clan meeting finally gathered in one place and stopped. There was nothing except the bluestone slabs with cracks under their feet. The Yan family was very big, and this place was particularly inconspicuous.

Wherever there were any magnificent scenery to enjoy around, Lin Xun was a little bored and heard a cold voice coming: "Only the real Yan family members know the meaning of this place."

Looking at the sound, he saw Yan Jinglin's cold side face.

After Lin Xun keenly sensed this sentence, the people around him were just a little disdainful of him, but now they are more disgusted. However, Yan Jiayin's attitude was still as usual, pointing at the bluestone slab under his feet.

Looking closely, these cracks are made up of tiny names.

"These are all hero names that have been published in the family," Yan Jiayin explained: "The Yan family first took root in Cang'er, and only had a very small part of the place. Later, from the inside to the outside, it expanded layer by layer to reach its current scale. The ground under our feet is the beginning of the Yan family. The records on the bluestone slabs have made great contributions to the family."

When he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but feel a lot softer, and it seemed that he was truly proud of this family.

Lin Xun nodded, and it was his careless attitude that annoyed these people. He couldn't help but think of the chaotic graves he saw on Crying Soul Island. Those people were once heroes in the eyes of the people on the island, but after his death, they did not forget to play with black humor, deliberately spreading rumors that made Crying Soul Island notorious.

When Yan Jiayin saw her eyes floating, she knew that she was wandering around again, and said helplessly: "What are you thinking about?"

"Life and Death." Lin Xun deliberately made a vicissitudes of life.

Yan Jiayin wanted to joke about his current old man's appearance, but the atmosphere on the court suddenly changed. The judges walked in one by one, with different expressions. The last one who walked in had only a slit of his eyes, and his expression was blurred, as if he would fall hard in the next second.

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows: "Can your third uncle be like this all year round?"

Yan Jiayin just said, "It has something to do with his talent" and did not want to talk about it in detail.

In order, the man who was in charge of the presidency this year was the man who couldn't wake up all year round, but he was too lazy to care about it. Others had to divide their work. Now, the final ranking was announced but he couldn't escape it.

Yan Jiayin pulled Lin Xun's arm excitedly: "The most exciting time has come!"

In previous years, I suffered losses in the test of the Divine Eye Technique, but this second game was particularly easy to win. I think the final result would not be much worse, so I still have some hope to reach the top three.

Not only him, many people stretched their necks and wanted to know if they had squeezed into the top ten.

At this highly anticipated moment, just like the breeze blows, the sleepy man's tone of speaking did not pause at all.

The top three were announced by Yan Ziqi. He didn't even read the note and said, "Pong Xisha, Yan Jinglin, Yan Jiayin, from high to low in turn."

“…”

Lin Xun asked Yan Jiayin in a low voice: "When chanting the ranking, isn't it just a long tail sound in the middle to sway the appetite of the people under him?"

"This has been like this in previous years." Yan Jiayin's eyelids twitched.

Who said that it was the turn of these two to be partners this year?

Lin Xun: "So this is a cold situation?"

Yan Jiayin gritted her teeth and said, "Do you dare to speak louder?"

Lin Xun raised his eyes and found that many of his eyes were focused on him and Yan Jiayin. Obviously, a lot of conversations just now were heard. He coughed lightly and just ran into Yan Ziqi when he looked away.

He thought about it and applauded.

Yan Jiayin's teeth hurt even more: "What are you doing?"

"Support," Lin Xun said: "If no one responded, wouldn't they be embarrassed."

Yan Jiayin: "If you do this, it will only make the atmosphere more awkward."

Lin Xundan could see everyone looking at him with a mental illness, and asked Yan Jiayin: "Then do I want to continue to swell?"

Yan Jiayin finally couldn't stand it and stared at her fiercely: "...Can you stop asking me at the top of your throat!"

How can he answer this?

Lin Xun nodded: "Very good, now everyone is not embarrassed."

After saying that, he was a little far away from Yan Jiayin.

The focus of the audience is obviously Yan Jiayin, who has just exploded.

Yan Jiayin rubbed her face hard with her left hand, and for the first time she felt the blood and blood rushing up...

Fortunately, someone finally spoke, and the sleepy man said lazily, "You know the ranking, I announce that this year's clan will end here."

‘Papapapapapapa.’ Lin Xun puffed his hands carefully.

...

Until the end of the show, Yan Jiayin's originally pale skin was flushed due to anger. "The clan will be an event that only once every two years, and you actually turned it into a farce!"

Lin Xun: "I can take the lead."

Yan Jiayin: "Do you know how many people have worked hard for this day?"

Lin Xun: "I have a halo of glory, you can't blame me."

“…”

The clan meeting is a major event for the Yan family, and its topic popularity can continue for several months, but this year's clan meeting, everyone tacitly buried it in their memory as the dust of history.

Yan Jiayin got the third place at least. In the evening, Uncle Xu sent a flute and said that it was a gift from his wife. Yan Jiayin was in a much brighter mood. When she touched the transparent jade flute, she even liked Lin Xun.

"Very good." Lin Xun rarely gave a good review.

Yan Jiayin couldn't put it down, and I don't know where this jade was found. The flute body was soaked in cold air, and the moment I picked it up, I felt refreshed.

In the second round, he relied on Lin Xun to win, and Yan Jiayin was not hesitant and handed the flute to Lin Xun, "I can lend you two days."

Lin Xun shook his head, not knowing whether he couldn't blow or didn't mean to play with it.

Yan Jiayin didn't ask much, and said behind her waist: "Tomorrow will be the ten guards' selection, do you want to go?"

After asking, he added: "Maybe the Lord of Crying Soul Island is back." Yan Jiayin leaned closer to Lin Xun: "To be honest, I am becoming more and more interested in you. According to the information, you are from Shanxing and have no talent, but you are attracted by Ji Zizhuo and taken to the fifth sect. Later, you were snatched away by Ji Lian and sent to the Emperor Eagle. He made a big splash in the final competition of the Emperor Eagle."

It is normal for life to have some ups and downs, but there must be something strange about it like this stormy wave.
To be continued...