Chapter 238 Jinjiang
Although Xie Lin seemed to have a lot to say to Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun was clearly not interested in Xie Lin. After the initial greetings, he lazily leaned back, closed his eyes, and looked like he could fall asleep at any moment.
Seeing Yan Shixun's attitude, Xie Lin naturally understood that he was unwilling to talk to him anymore.
Thinking of the comments about Yan Shixun that he had seen on the Internet before coming here, as well as the complaints from those wealthy and powerful people who had hit a wall with Yan Shixun, the smile on Xie Lin's lips turned bitter.
Although he had prepared himself for Master Yan Shixun to have a bad temper, he did not expect that when he really met Yan Shixun, the other party was not only younger than he subconsciously thought, but also had a weirder and colder temper.
Even the CEOs of Asia Star Entertainment hit a wall with Yan Shixun. They went back in disgrace without even handing over an invitation letter. What’s more, he is an artist who has retired from the circle for many years?
Plus, Yan Shixun has the Zhang family protecting him...
Xie Lin thought of every master he had met in the past. Those who had some reputation all had good relations with the powerful and wealthy. What's more, for a master like Yan Shixun who had tens of millions of fans, such a scene was normal.
He looked at Yan Shixun deeply, then calmly restored his gentle smile, turned around and walked to the back of the guest car, greeting everyone else with a smile, looking friendly and peaceful.
Lu Xingxing was so excited that she almost fainted and kept shouting, “Ahhhh!”
It was the first time that Yan Shixun saw him so excited, but the overly harsh voice still made him frown, and he couldn't even close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.
Tsk, so noisy.
Ye Li, who had been watching Yan Shixun, noticed Lu Xingxing's noise when he frowned.
But when Ye Li was about to turn around and let Lu Xingxing be quiet, he heard Yan Shixun beside him lower his voice and ask him: "What do you see in this person?"
Ye Li was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Xie Lin's back as he walked away. Only at this time did he give Xie Lin a straight look.
The sins and merits in Xie Lin's soul could not be concealed in front of the Lord of Fengdu.
"Xie Lin, I am forty-three years old. My parents died young, so I have no serious sins."
Ye Li quickly glanced at Xie Lin, then turned back to look at Yan Shixun and asked softly, "What's wrong? Do you think there's something wrong with him?"
Yan Shixun pondered for a few seconds, then took out his cell phone and asked Song Ci about Xie Lin's background and experience.
He remembered that Zhang Wubing had told him that Xie Lin was strongly recommended by Song Ci, and judging from Xie Lin's fate, he was indeed a person who had met a noble person, and that many life-threatening situations had been resolved by this noble person.
Since Xie Lin's benefactor should be Song Ci, Song Ci should know Xie Lin very well.
Seeing Yan Shixun lowering his eyes and looking at his phone seriously, even though he knew that he probably felt that there was something wrong with Xie Lin and was therefore investigating Xie Lin's situation, Ye Li still had a sense of crisis that his treasure was about to be snatched away.
Ye Li used to be indifferent to the entire human world. Even when the heaven and earth brought disaster to him and the Tao asked for help, he rejected the Tao. For him, having and losing were meaningless.
The world completely disappointed him.
But now it’s different. With Yan Shixun, Ye Li began to fear losing his beloved ghost exorcist. To get him and lose him again is a hell even more terrifying than never having him at all.
Ye Li didn't want to miss even a glance from Yan Shixun.
But at the same time, he was also very clear that his ghost exorcist was as tough and sharp as to support the heaven and earth, not a bird that could be confined to one place.
He loves Yan Shixun, and of course he also loves this responsibility and tenacity.
So, when Yan Shixun was concentrating on sending messages to the official person in charge and Song Ci, asking for the information he wanted to know, Ye Li was staring at Yan Shixun from the side, and his cold face even showed a bit of grievance.
It's like a silent question: Why don't you take some time to see me?
When Lu Xingxing accidentally glanced at the two of them, he was frightened by the strange aura between them, and looked at Ye Li with fear in his eyes.
He thought he might be blind!
He actually felt that the master's aunt with a terrifying background looked a little aggrieved? ?
Ye Li felt someone was looking at him, so he raised his eyelashes slightly and looked coldly.
The cold gaze can almost give people frostbite.
Lu Xingxing suddenly cowered into a ball, shrank his neck and looked away.
But he had a sense of relief in his heart, as well as a thought that "I must have been wrong" - who would dare to wrong a person like his aunt!
Lu Xingxing's depressed mood did not last long, and he immediately rejoined the conversation with Xie Lin.
His outgoing personality seemed particularly contagious at this moment. He talked non-stop with a beaming smile, making everyone else laugh and completely livening up the atmosphere in the car.
Even Xie Lin, who was a little nervous at the beginning, gradually relaxed and was visibly at ease. He was pulled into the conversation by Lu Xingxing and the variety show host, as if they had known each other for a long time and were not just guests who had just joined.
Xie Lin has not set foot in the entertainment industry for many years. This time he used the program to warm up for his comeback. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous at all.
Add to that the pressure from Yan Shixun’s powerful aura.
This made Xie Lin subconsciously show his businesslike side. Although his smile was elegant and his demeanor was outstanding, it also carried a sense of distance and indifference.
But now, that sense of distance was broken by Lu Xingxing.
Even though Xie Lin had no intention of laughing, when he heard Lu Xingxing talking about funny things in the past, he first raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then laughed wholeheartedly.
As for the others, they were already clapping their hands on the table and laughing like crazy.
Nantian laughed and patted his thighs, laughing so hard that he fell backwards, not caring about his celebrity image at all.
Fans who had never seen this side of Nan Tian were stunned: [Brother, brother, please hold back a little, your gums are showing! ]
[Where is the Nantian who used to smile with eight teeth and whose expression management was comparable to that of a textbook? Monster! Give my Nantian back!]
[This is more than just eight teeth, there are eighty teeth... Bro, I can even see his stomach, please don't scare the God of Song.]
But when it comes to fanaticism, Nantian is not even on the list.
Lu Xingxing and Bai Shuang had the strongest reactions.
After all, these two people's main job is singing, and they are in the same field as Xie Lin, so they know better than others how great Xie Lin's singing skills and voice were back then. They can only aspire to be like him, but are far from being able to catch up.
It just so happens that these two are not idol singers, but prefer to speak with their songs and achievements, and let the audience judge their merits and demerits, so they sincerely admire those who have real talent and knowledge.
Lu Xingxing looked at Xie Lin with eyes almost bursting with anger.
An Nanyuan kicked Lu Xingxing speechlessly and reminded him softly, "Don't scare him away. He just got here."
Lu Xingxing blushed, and was about to restrain herself when Xie Lin waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. Xingxing has a good personality. I like her very much."
If Lu Xingxing had a tail behind him now, it would definitely "whoosh!" and spin into a propeller, letting everyone see how happy he is.
Lu Xingxing, who likes the feeling of being noticed by everyone, proudly puffed out his chest, as if to say: Did you hear that? My idol praised me!
Everyone: “…………”
As soon as Song Ci got into the car after putting away his luggage, he saw Lu Xingxing's silly smile and said with disgust: "Lu Xingxing, your saliva is about to flow out, stop it, you dog?"
Audience: [Poof!]
[It was the young master of the Song family who dared to say that. Hahaha. If someone else had said that, Xingxing would have rushed up to fight.]
Lu Xingxing was so angry that her whole body was about to explode. She simply couldn't accept being talked about in front of her idol.
But when he was about to turn around and retort, he saw Xie Lin smiling and waving at Song Ci, motioning him to sit next to him.
Xie Lin even asked Song Ci if he was cold, if his luggage was put away, and other trivial matters.
It doesn't seem like the relationship between the boss's son and his artists at all, but rather like the relationship between an older brother who loves his younger brother and a spoiled younger brother.
Song Ci hummed impatiently several times, and finally rolled his eyes unable to bear it anymore, then turned around and sat next to An Nanyuan.
Then An Nanyuan discovered that Xie Lin's gaze also fell on him.
An Nanyuan: “!!!”
He shuddered involuntarily, and the pressure increased.
Even though he doesn't love Xie Lin as deeply as Lu Xingxing does, Xie Lin is, after all, a figure who emerged and was deified in the era when gods once fought against each other. His fundamental aura is not comparable to that of An Nanyuan, an idol who has just debuted for less than two years.
Just a glance from Xie Lin made An Nanyuan subconsciously straighten his body, just like a primary school student whose head teacher was checking on his class.
Song Ci: "...Can he eat you?"
An Nanyuan forced a smile with difficulty: "That's Xie Lin, a legend in the music industry, the man who opened the golden decade of the music industry and closed that era with his own hands."
Song Ci said indifferently: So what? Is it awesome?
To others, Xie Lin is an unattainable singing god. But to Song Ci, his impression of Xie Lin will always be the young man with confused and desperate eyes and a messy body on the cross-river bridge.
Even Song Ci couldn't say that he had a complete understanding of Xie Lin's family affairs.
He only knew that Xie Lin had a younger sister.
Not a blood relationship.
Xie Lin's parents died very early. He used to live a life of luxury in the village and had no goals to pursue. He just wanted to stay alive.
However, he found a swaddling cloth in the field.
When Xie Lin was still a young boy, he clumsily raised a baby and even when he himself could not get enough food, he had to squeeze out food for this little sister.
But he also knew that this was not a long-term solution.
So, in order to support his sister, the young boy left his hometown and prepared to go to the county town to do hard labor by moving bricks.
There, the young boy encountered a turning point in his life.
At a young age, Xie Lin's hands were worn out from carrying bricks. He was so tired that he couldn't even get home on time for his sister's three meals a day. So he became a waiter, and because of his good image, he switched to a big hotel.
Then he met the crew who were filming there at the time.
The director originally thought that Xie Lin had a good image and wanted him to play an extra, but Xie Lin was moved by the image of a musician who loves singing in the script. After the filming was over, he secretly tried the microphone of the props team.
As soon as Xie Lin opened his voice, everyone in the crew was amazed.
It was a voice and style that no one had ever heard before, with the strong personal style of Xie Lin, which was enough to usher in a new era.
Even those in the crew who were already accustomed to this circle couldn't help but be infected and moved.
Soon, Xie Lin was brought back to the capital, and was quickly discovered by a talent scout. He released a record, which sold well and became famous overnight across the country.
Everyone was amazed and shocked.
As Xie Lin's achievements grew, he became busier and busier, and gradually had no time to accompany his sister. He had to hire a nanny to look after her at home.
He was a good brother who gave his sister all his love and material things.
However, he was unable to accompany his sister.
One day when Xie Lin returned home, he found that his sister and the nanny were missing.
He went to look for her like crazy, but he only saw his sister and the nanny being taken into a car on the surveillance camera. A few days later, the nanny's body was found by the authorities.
But there is no news from my sister.
From that day on, Xie Lin went crazy.
He blamed himself over and over again, asking himself why he couldn't be with his sister and let her suffer such a thing.
This kind of psychological pressure became increasingly severe with the loss of my sister, and finally became irreversible.
Xie Lin's spirit completely collapsed. He looked at his career at its peak and felt disgusted, thinking that it was his career and musical talent that ruined his sister.
Therefore, he announced his retirement from the entertainment industry at a concert and focused on finding his sister.
When Xiao Songci pulled Xie Lin down from the railing of the bridge, Xie Lin had already searched every place where his sister might be and asked everyone who might help him find his sister, but all was in vain.
Xie Lin could not bear the torture of waiting for his sister every day. The knife hanging over his head would never fall. This torture was a hell more terrible than death.
So, he collapsed and wanted to end it all.
But he was awakened by a slap from Xiao Songci.
Song Ci looked solemnly at Xie Lin who was chatting and laughing with the guests. This elegant and mature man no longer showed the despair and collapse he had in the past.
But Song Ci knew very well that Xie Lin had never gotten over it.
Otherwise, Xie Lin would not have spent all his wealth to find his sister over the years, and even began to rely on non-scientific means, searching for masters all over the country, hoping to ask them to help him figure out where his sister is.
Xie Lin was just enduring, waiting for the final news of whether his sister was alive or dead.
Sometimes, vague hope is more terrifying than complete despair.
The young boy was stunned for a moment, then he sighed and lowered his head to look at his vibrating phone.
A message from Yan Shixun.
[Do you know Xie Lin?]
Song Ci blinked his eyes, and the depression just now was swept away. He replied to Yan Shixun happily: [Did Xie Lin also look for you, Brother Yan? Wow, he really has good vision. He can tell at a glance that Brother Yan is the most powerful.]
Yan Shixun saw the reply: “?”
What are you talking about?
But Yan Shixun soon realized that Xie Lin really seemed to have something to say to him, and his attitude was as eager as those who wanted to seek his help.
Yan Shixun thought for a moment and sent a message: [So I want to get to know Xie Lin before making a decision. Is there anything you can tell me?]
It happened that Song Ci arrived later than Xie Lin, so he did not see the scene of Xie Lin talking to Yan Shixun before, and he was not clear about the previous situation. He just thought that Xie Lin wanted to find Yan Shixun just like he did in the past to ask a master to calculate his sister's fortune.
And under Yan Shixun's guiding and ambiguous words, Song Ci really didn't think there was anything wrong, and he directly told Yan Shixun about Xie Lin's situation.
——After all, based on Yan Shixun’s understanding of Song Ci, this young master is not someone who would casually reveal other people’s privacy.
Unless Song Ci thought that revealing Xie Lin's identity and background was helping Xie Lin.
Yan Shixun soon got the answer from Song Ci.
At the end, Song Ci added: [Xie Lin is really in a miserable situation. Brother Yan, if you think he can be helped, please help him.]
Yan Shixun looked at the message history on his phone and did not reply for a long time.
Sometimes, just because a person looks pitiful on the surface doesn’t mean he or she is worthy of help.
The struggles and calculations he had seen while walking the streets for many years, and even the murders and malice between mothers and sons and brothers, had made Yan Shixun more cautious before helping others.
There is a lot going on beneath the surface, and we cannot make any conclusions without getting to the bottom of it.
After all, cause and effect cannot be wrong.
Xie Lin's black forehead and the karma wrapped around his body made him look not as harmless as Song Ci said.
Yan Shixun turned off the screen of his mobile phone, closed his eyes again and prepared to take a nap.
But unexpectedly, the driver in front hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind before Zhang Wubing got on the car, and got up from the driver's seat and walked over.
Yan Shixun noticed someone approaching him and immediately opened his eyes vigilantly, only to be met with the driver's enthusiastic but slightly shy smile.
"Um, that what."
The driver scratched his ear and hesitated for a moment before saying what he wanted to say: "Mr. Yan, I wish you happiness."
After saying this, the driver breathed a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished something very important, and then ran back quickly.
Only Yan Shixun was left sitting in his seat, his face full of question marks.
Yan Shixun: “……?”
What is this? Why did such a sentence suddenly pop up?
Yan Shixun even took out his cell phone to check. Today was neither Chinese New Year nor his birthday, so logically he shouldn't wish himself a happy birthday.
Even if the driver wanted to thank him for his help on the road, wouldn't that be too strange? And it's been so long since the incident happened... Isn't it a few beats late?
Yan Shixun was puzzled and looked at the driver's back with a frown.
But it was obvious that the driver had mustered up enough courage to say this.
After he finished speaking, he simply ran away, feeling quite embarrassed with his face turning red.
At this time, the driver saw Yan Shixun looking at him from the rearview mirror, so he didn't dare to look back. He forced himself to pretend that he was natural and didn't dare to explain his original intention.
Yan Shixun: What’s wrong with this person?
Ye Li next to him understood what the driver meant, but he was not prepared to answer Yan Shixun's confusion. He just smiled and said nothing.
When they were in Nanming Mountain before, many staff members of the program team stayed behind, together with the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple and the rescue team members, to sort out and register the corpses in Nanming Mountain and look for their families.
At that time, many Taoist priests said that Yan Shixun was married, and this news naturally spread to the rescue team and the program crew.
It is human nature to gossip, and conscious topics spread among the crowd very quickly.
Someone like Yan Shixun, who is very popular in every field, is even more popular. News about him quickly spread among the staff of the program group.
Many people know that "Yan Shixun is already married and his lover is his assistant."
The staff didn't think there was anything wrong with the rumor at all, and some even seemed to have suddenly realized something and exclaimed that it was no wonder.
Staff: It turns out that Mr. Yan and the assistant are a family. No wonder when we went to pick up Mr. Yan for the recording, the assistant was living in Mr. Yan's house.
Staff: Not only that, I saw the assistant helping Brother Yan with his hair and clothes several times, and they were very intimate. At that time, I thought they were very good friends. Oh, I was so stupid that I didn't see that.
Staff: I was wondering why Director Zhang seemed jealous of Xiaobao. Was he afraid that Xiaobao would steal his affection? After all, Xiaobao lives with Brother Yan and his assistant. Maybe this is the battle between the first and second child.
Staff: Doesn't that make sense now? I thought the assistant's attitude was unusual. So that's what's going on!
Similar words continued to circulate among the program crew, and almost everyone knew about it and believed it.
——After all, it was the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple who said it. That is the Taoist temple where Mr. Yan was born, so he must know Mr. Yan better. How could he be wrong?
Since Yan Shixun arrived at the gathering place today, he has always felt that the staff around him looked at him in a strange way, but there was no malice at all. Instead, he felt that they were too excited and wanted to confide their exciting thoughts to others.
As the inheritor and promoter of the fine tradition of five consecutive generations of singles in Haiyun Temple, Yan Shixun had never considered the issue of love or even marriage. He did not take the emotions expressed by the staff into consideration at all, and just thought that they were excited because they wanted to see Xie Lin.
However, the staff only dared to be excited secretly and did not have the courage to face Yan Shixun's sharp gaze.
Only the driver, who was grateful for Yan Shixun's life-saving grace and happened to be in the car, and there were not many people in front of the car, mustered up the courage to send his blessings to Yan Shixun.
This made Yan Shixun realize that something was wrong.
However, he still didn't understand what the driver was saying.
It was Ye Li, however, because the staff's emotions were directed at Yan Shixun, so he had been paying attention, and that was how he discovered their original thoughts.
Ye Li saw all of this, and his impression of Zhang Wubing improved a lot.
"Shi Xun, didn't you say before that you wanted to take a nap after getting on the bus?"
Ye Li was in a good mood, and even the smile in his eyes was warm: "You just got better from your cold, get some more sleep."
Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li doubtfully. He had a feeling that Ye Li was hiding something from him.
But no matter how he looked, Ye Li's expression was normal, and at most his smile was deeper than usual.
Yan Shixun: ...Why are the people around me acting weird? Have they been infected by Zhang's disease?
The last guest had already boarded the car, so Zhang Wubing began to pack up all the equipment and supplies under the car. After making the final confirmation, he also boarded the guest car and made a solemn announcement to the live broadcast main screen and the guests in the car.
"The filming of this episode begins now. Our destination this time is the southwest region, White Paper Lake!"
Lu Xingxing clapped his hands in a seal-like manner to show his respect: “Oh oh oh! We are going to Xie Shen’s hometown!”
The person next to him: “Oh…what?”
Bai Shuang turned around in surprise and looked at Xie Lin, and asked, "Xie Shen, is your hometown Baizhi Lake?"
Xie Lin pretended to be deep in thought and recalled, "It's not Baizhi Lake. Although my hometown is in the southwest, it is actually quite far away from Baizhi Lake."
"Don't be so polite. I feel embarrassed when you call me like that."
Xie Lin smiled and said, "You can call me Brother Xie, or Uncle Xie."
"After all, according to my age, I can be your uncle."
As he spoke, he winked at Bai Shuang, looking quite playful and boyish.
"But how did you know Xingxing?" Xie Lin asked curiously.
Lu Xingxing puffed out his chest proudly: "Of course, I came here fully prepared."
Xie Lin was amused and started laughing. He looked at Lu Xingxing with nostalgic eyes, as if he was looking at his younger self, who was also so full of vigor and vitality.
Yan Shixun did not fall asleep as planned. Instead, he lazily supported his cheek with one hand and looked at Xie Lin sideways.
As the convoy set off, Zhang Wubing happily began to introduce the destination to everyone.
Originally, the job of tour guide should have been given to Yan Shixun, but Yan Shixun was well versed in the essence of slacking off and being perfunctory, so when asked to introduce the scenic spots, he would only tell you in a concise and concise manner, "This is a tree", "This is a flower", "This is a mountain".
Although I'm not wrong...
But there is absolutely no meaning in traveling.
Zhang Wubing wanted to persuade them, but he was too timid and inexperienced. After thinking it over, he decided not to let his boss get away, so he had no choice but to take over the tour guide's job, introducing the history of Baizhi Lake and the main purpose of the trip in detail and enthusiastically.
“Do you know about shadow puppetry?”
Zhang Wubing said to the live broadcast main screen: "Although there are fewer people watching shadow puppets now due to movies and TV series, in the past, the best shadow puppet craftsmen were in Baizhi Lake."
"We went there this time to visit this ancient and beautiful heritage culture."
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