My vests are all big guys

When Lin Chen stepped into the lobby on the first floor of this unique teahouse, he immediately felt a few gloomy gazes that made him extremely uncomfortable, but when he looked along those gazes, he saw nothing.

This teahouse is completely different from the simple and lively teahouses in the past. It can be described as magnificent. The teahouse is divided into three floors. There are no people on the first and second floors, only a few waiters. The waiter and the waiter were chatting idly.

Several people were stunned for a moment when they saw him come in, and then they all quickly put on flattering smiles.

One of the waiters, who looked bolder and had a round face, asked aloud, "Is Mr. Lin here to see Mr. Qin?"

Before Lin Chen had time to speak, the face of the boy who had brought him in had changed, and he was no longer as pitiful as before.

That delicate and childish face was full of arrogance, "Is Mr. Lin something that low-class people like you can interfere with?"

At this time, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he was just one of these "lower people".

The round-faced waiter seemed to be used to his temper, and there was no anger on his face. He still looked happy to please.

"Lord Xingwang, you are right. I am such a shameless person. I don't even know how to speak. I dare to ask about Mr. Lin's affairs. I should get out of here. I can't get in the eyes of the adults and Mr. Lin."

Lin Chen's eyes paused on him.

I just feel that his words are a little weird. His identity should be the young master of a certain family now, so it is not wrong to call him young master, but he calls him a young man in front of him. Is this unintentional or not? Deliberately?

According to the normal reaction of a noble nobleman, the next step should be:

"You call him sir?" His expression suddenly darkened.

The boy suddenly looked panicked and said, "No, Master, I don't know why he called me that."

He suddenly turned around and kicked hard, which hit the round-faced waiter's abdomen.

The round-faced waiter suddenly fell to the ground in pain, and couldn't help but make a sound of pain.

Lin Chen frowned and stopped his attempt to kick him again.

"Okay, what are you doing?"

The boy was still a little panicked, but he still managed to smile flatteringly.

"Master Lin, follow me upstairs."

Lin Chen nodded slightly and followed him upstairs, but before going upstairs, he glanced at the waiter who was still lying on the ground motionless, moaning in pain.

The two finally reached the third floor. After passing a long corridor full of antique charm, they turned a corner and saw a bamboo door with a crystal curtain, which seemed a bit leisurely and elegant.

Just as he arrived at the door, he heard a violent quarrel coming from inside.

A somewhat arrogant male voice came out.

"Shen Xiangnan, don't be so shameless."

Another gentle male voice with a bit of laziness and comfort sounded casually, "Qin Mu, of course I don't want your face, I am already very satisfied with my own face.

There was faint laughter from other people inside.

Someone joked, "Qin Er, please stop making trouble for Xiangnan all day long. Don't you realize that they don't want to pay attention to you at all?"

On the surface, these words seemed to be trying to stop the fight, but in fact they were adding fuel to the fire, making the smoke burn even more intensely.

Sure enough, the male voice became even more irritable.

"Shen Xiangnan!!"

This time, the other party didn't even bother to respond and didn't speak at all.

Lin Chen is stuck outside the door, neither can he enter nor retreat.

He vaguely guessed that this should be a major plot point in this illusion, so he still had to go in and see what happened.

The boy stopped at the door and didn't dare to go in at this time.

Usually he is the one who suffers disaster when he comes in at this time. Those aristocratic young men basically don't regard him as a human being. He comes and goes away as soon as he is attacked, like a pitiful dog.

He didn't even dare to get angry and only dared to vent his anger on other people.

The young man said to Lin Chen flatteringly, "Young Master, they are inside. Please come in, Mr. Lin."

Lin Chen glanced at him, his gaze was as light as a cup of clear spring, as if it reflected his thoughts clearly.

The boy couldn't help but tremble slightly and lowered his head. He was about to say something, but he saw Mr. Lin suddenly opening the curtain and walking into the door.

Several young men in brocade clothes in the room all looked at the person who suddenly broke the deadlock.

Someone said with a strange laugh, "Lin Laosan, you are finally here? You are really slow. Where is the slave who went to find you?"

Lin Chen said sorry, and the boy behind him revealed his young and pale face, which always had a flattering smile on his face.

A young man suddenly walked up to him and slapped him hard, "You're useless and you've been looking for someone for so long? Are you kidding us?"

The boy's fair and tender cheeks suddenly became extremely red and swollen, but he still did not dare to show any sign of unwillingness.

Lin Chen frowned and asked him to retreat out of the door first.

Those young men didn't stop Lin Chen, they just said with a smile, "I'm just a slave, why do you show such an expression?"

A young man in black brocade clothes sat on the edge of the coffee table, with a sullen expression on his brows, and said in a cold voice, "Lin Laosan, who do you think you are? I wasn't even late, but you let a group of us be here This is waiting for you.

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Chen understood. Wasn't this the voice of the boy named Qin Mu who was furious just now?

Was he angry at him because he lost the quarrel?

However, the title of Lin Lao San surprised him a little. Counting the two older cousins, he was indeed the third in the Lin family.

Would this illusion spy on his memory?

Thinking of this, his eyes sank slightly.

The other boys in the room burst into laughter, and a boy in green brocade clothes approached the boy in black clothes.

"Qin Er, what's wrong? You are so angry today. Are you angry with Xiangnan? Tsk tsk tsk."

Qin Mu's face was dark, and his tone was a little unfriendly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Will I be angry because of him?"

The boy in green clothes said with a playful smile, "Okay, okay, you are not angry..."

Lin Chen didn't say anything, but just found an empty seat next to the coffee table and sat over.

Next to him was a handsome young man in a white robe holding a blue book in his hand.

He just nodded slightly when he saw Lin Chen sitting down next to him. The soft sunlight outside the window fell on his white face. His temperament was gentle and calm. He was very different from the laughing young men around him.

"Xiangnan, you are out with us, why are you still reading here? Haven't you read enough in the academy?" A young man shouted dissatisfiedly.

"I am different from us. I am the top scholar." Qin Mu said in a sarcastic tone. He suddenly took out a piece of paper and a pen, wrote something on the white paper, rolled it into a ball, and threw it to the young man next to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen was slightly surprised. It turned out that this young man was another protagonist in the conflict he heard at the door just now, Shen Xiangnan.

Shen Xiangnan easily grabbed the ball of paper, and his cold white fingers spread the paper ball, revealing a few black characters like chicken claws.

—— Shen the top scholar, congratulations.

Other people might really mean congratulations, but Qin Mu said this in a sarcastic tone.

Shen Xiangnan seemed not to notice, and just smiled gently, "Thank you."

Someone was curious, "Xiangnan, what official position did His Majesty give you? It should be quite high with your talent, right?"

Shen Xiangnan smiled, "Just an ordinary official."

"It seems to be an official of the Hanlin Academy, Xiangnan is really amazing." Another teenager sighed, and Qin Mu's face became more gloomy, "Are you annoying? What's your business if he's an official?"

Those teenagers used to refute with laughter, but this time, no one dared to speak again, maybe because they saw that Qin Mu was really angry.

Qin Mu looked at Shen Xiangnan, and suddenly said word by word, with a sinister tone, "Shen Xiangnan, one day, you will die miserably."

Shen Xiangnan beside him didn't react yet, but Lin Chen couldn't help but frowned. The sudden ferocious and terrifying aura made him feel cold and his expression was solemn.

Shen Xiangnan didn't smile this time.

Before Lin Chen could see the expression on his face clearly, he suddenly found that the surrounding scene began to become illusory and hazy little by little, until everything was completely unclear.

......

Lin Mobai sat in the carriage and ate snacks with tea boredly.

Yan Huaixing, who was still reading a book quietly, suddenly turned pale, and the slightly wrinkled book slammed on the ground. His slender fingers tightly grasped the collar on his chest, and the size of a bean of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

His dry and cracked lips moved slightly, and an unclear murmur came out from between his teeth.

"......"

Lin Mobai was also startled for a second by this sudden change. He didn't know what strange illness Yan Huaixing had.

He moved closer to Yan Huaixing, wanting to hear clearly what he was saying.

"You will die... You will die..."

"Shen Xiangnan..."

"You will die miserably——"

The tone was extremely cold and eerie, like the whispers of evil spirits from hell.

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