Guan Yuxin stood behind the crowd, her smile always warm, and her eyes did not change at all.

She was born in a wealthy family and experienced the business world, and she was able to hide her true thoughts.

Lu Yin's eyes flashed, her arms wrapped around her chest, her eyes circling between Lin Chong, Su Miao and Guan Yuxin, and then she curled her lips in a slight way: "It's boring."

After saying this, she looked up at the ceiling.

As for why it's not interesting, I'm afraid only Lu Yin himself understands it.

Yang Ying subconsciously held the Wuwu card made of jade, raised her eyes, and her clear and transparent eyes looked at Lin Chong.

Lin Chong nodded quietly.

A joyful smile from the bottom of his heart immediately bloomed on Yang Ying's face.

But she was not overjoyed. She held the jadeite card in her hands and bowed to Su Miao, Guan Yuxin and the girls, and whispered: "Thank you all sisters."

"Actually, I really want to come."

Chen Qing walked over like a big figure and held Yang Ying's thin shoulders: "But, let me give this brand to you first. Who said you are young? Master, don't forget to give me one next time on my birthday."

After hearing Chen Qing's words, the other women looked expectant, and even Liang Yu, who had the mentality of watching the show, was no exception.

The items made by a master of Danjin, especially calligraphy, paintings, utensils, etc., are definitely priceless treasures for warriors.

Because in the process of making those items, the master's martial arts will definitely be incorporated.

If you can understand that thought, even a little bit, it will be enough for the warrior to enjoy it for life.

"Can."

Faced with Chen Qing's request, Lin Chong nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Chen Qing is his apprentice, so of course he has to give him a bowl of water and not be more favorable than the other.

"Then I'll thank the master in advance." Chen Qing couldn't help but feel happy, his almond eyes flashed with bright spirit, he clasped his fists with his hands, bowed to Lin Chong, and said with a smile.

Lu Yin said lukewarmly, "Brother Lin, you can't be biased."

Facing the girls' gaze that was ignorant, he hesitated for two seconds and added: "If you want, I will carve a few more pieces when I have time."

"That's right."

Lu Yin turned anger into joy and patted Lin Chong on the shoulder: "It's not in vain that my sister is so kind to you. We all have to have a piece of it, and no one can leave behind it."

Lu Yin expressed the thoughts of Guan Yuxin and Su Miao. After all, they were thin-skinned and embarrassed to ask Lin Chong directly. It is most suitable for Lu Yin to come forward.

The private theater has regained its liveliness again.

The girls sat or stood, gathered together in groups of three or three to whisper.

Chen Qing pulled Liang Yu to the corner and humbly asked for questions about the difficulties in practicing.

Compared with Lin Chong, a master who became a monk halfway through, Liang Yu, who was the direct descendant of a large sect, has been given guidance since childhood and has a very solid theoretical knowledge. Therefore, when answering Chen Qing's questions, the explanation is simpler and easier to understand and thorough.

Su Miao and Guan Yuxin sat on the sofa, exchanging their corporate management experiences with each other, and occasionally mentioning certain commercial secrets. Lu Yin stood beside him and interjected a few words from time to time.

As for Yukino, she always followed Lin Chong. She went wherever Lin Chong went, following her step by step, and never left her step, like a small tail.

"Here, Princess Taiping, show me your brand."

Guan Wei secretly pulled Yang Ying's sleeve, and for some reason, her voice was a little sour: "You are so beautiful. If it weren't for my birthday, how could you receive such a good gift?"

"I know."

As a best friend, Yang Ying had long been used to Guan Wei's unrestrained personality. She didn't care at all when she heard this, and generously handed the jade to the other party: "Look."

Guan Wei took Yang Ying's card without trouble, checked it over and over again several times, and compared it with her Ping An card.

Yukino's little head came over from the side at some point, wide-rounded eyes, and admired Guan Wei, with his eyes full of unconcealed envy.

Guan Wei suddenly felt as if she had discovered a new continent and exclaimed: "My jade tag seems to be a little more refined!"

"Where did you see it?" Yang Ying was speechless immediately, rolled her eyes secretly, and said angrily.

"If you don't believe me, ask Yukino."

Guan Wei pressed Yukino's waist with her elbow, and while shaking her eyes, she asked, "Yokino, is mine more beautiful?"

Yukino looked at Guan Wei, then Yang Ying, stammering and unable to speak, feeling embarrassed.

Whether it is Guan Wei or Yang Ying, Yukino is a very good friend in her eyes. She cannot lean towards either party and make the other party sad.

"Have you finished watching it? I will give it back to me after watching it."

For Guan Wei's birthday, Yang Ying resisted the urge to retort, stretched out her right hand and spread her palm.

"Tsk, so stingy."

Guan Wei curled her lips disapprovingly, but she still returned the card to Yang Ying.

She then jumped to Lin Chong, raised her face and said, "Brother Lin, don't forget what you promised me, I want to sing a song for me."

"Or...got it?"

Lin Chong looked around and didn't want to show his shame in front of so many people, so he tried to bargain with Guan Wei: "Look, I've given the gift, so there's no need to sing, right?"

"Gifts are gifts, singing is singing, how can we confuse them?"

Guan Wei shook her head like a rattle, without giving Lin Chong a chance to repent: "It was clear that I had made an agreement before. You sing and I will accompany you. Brother Lin, you are a real man, you can't break your promise and be fat."

She was very erect and had nothing to say in a few words.

"I wouldn't agree if I had known it."

Lin Zhong secretly regretted it in his heart, but he was silent on the surface.

He pondered for a few seconds and quickly made a decision: "How about I not sing, I will recite a poem for you?"

Replacing singing with chanting poems is already the biggest concession Lin Chong can make.

Singing is like practicing martial arts. You must have talent and have long-term training to barely become a qualified singer.

Those who screamed and howled at the top of their throats had nothing to do with the word "singer".

Last time, in order to cooperate with Yang Ying and Yukino's performance, Lin Chong spent a full week to figure out the rhythm, syllables, tones, etc.

In order to master the song, Lin Chong's voice became hoarse.

The past is unbearable to look back on. Whenever Lin Chong thinks of it, he feels like he has a psychological shadow.

Compared to singing, practicing martial arts is simply not too easy.

If divided by difficulty, practicing martial arts can only be considered the introductory difficulty, while singing is a nightmare level.

"Of course."
Chapter completed!