"I'm so excited, the big shots are all on the stage, and I'm going to see the mysterious big shot soon."
"I heard that this big shot is not from Heaven Dou City, and that he is not too old."
"Nope, your news is inaccurate. As long as you think about it with your toes, you will know that someone who can sit on an equal footing with Sect Master Ning will be around 40 or 50 years. Maybe their age will be higher than that."
When this remark came out, everyone was convinced.
At this moment, someone noticed Lin Yan's actions and was startled.
"Hey, what is this kid going to do?"
"Why, this kid is really too deeply involved in the drama, does he really regard himself as a big shot?"
"No. Is he really going to go to table one?"
In the eyes of everyone in amazement, Lin Yan stood out from the crowd as he walked straight to the table where the big shots gathered.
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive!"
Qian Renxue was anxious.
That table of people undoubtedly had a decisive influence in the Heaven Dou Empire.
Even with his identity as the Prince of Heaven Dou, he could not go there without Ning Fengzhi's signal.
Only Xue Ye, the Emperor of Heaven Dou can sit there in person.
As for Lin Yan, although he is somewhat talented and can also make good wine, but it will only please Ning Rongrong.
In front of the real bosses, it's not worth mentioning.
"Why don't you stop him?"
Qian Renxue was anxious.
However, Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes and was too lazy to say anything. 'Because you don't believe what teacher is saying after all.'
Dugu Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and said. "He should have been there already!"
On the other side, Yu Tianheng also discovered him and suddenly exclaimed. "His Royal Highness, look at it."
"What are you looking at? Don't you think I'm embarrassed enough?"
Xue Beng rubbed his cheek.
I have to say that Qian Renxue's slap was a strong one. Even now there is still a sting from his cheek.
However, he saw Yu Tianheng's gaze was a little wierd and became very curious. Even though he said no, but he turned his head honestly.
"What is that guy doing? In this kind of situation, he still wants to mess around. Haha, he will be kicked out for sure. This time I see how Xue Qinghe will protect him!"
However, with Lin Yan approaching the main table the hall instantly became silent.
Because someone has already exclaimed his name.
But it was not Ning Fengzhi or Poison Doulou who spoke his name. It is a woman wearing a black dress and a veil.
"Lin, Mr. Lin... how come you are here."
Ye Xuan was stunned, isn't this big shot living in seclusion in the Star Dou Forest? Why did he suddenly appear here?
Could it be that he is the person Ning Fengzhi wants to invite?
"Huh? You actually know each other?"
Ning Fengzhi was also a little surprised. "Yes. This is Mr. Lin Yan, the teacher of my little girl. He is the distinguished guest of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Other than that, he didn't say much.
However, as soon as this remark came out, the people at the same table who didn't know Lin Yan looked astonished.
A distinguished guest of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Ning Rongrong's teacher? Is it this young man?
This is astonishing.
At the same time, not far away Ye Lingling was also shocked, especially the name Mr. Lin, which reminded her of a name that her sect leader had been chanting recently!
The two turned out to be one person.
"Mr. Lin, it turned out to be him! Yanzi, why didn't you tell me such an important thing."
Dugu Yan face was full of innocence, "I wanted to introduce you, but you did not listen?"
Ye Lingling: "You can't blame me. Who asked you to be so intimate with him."
"This is Mr. Lin? The big shot?"
"But isn't he too young. It's he about the same age as me."
The people who came to the banquet were suprised to see that the big shot is an young man. Although they are suspicious, after seeing that Ning Fengzhi was so respectful him, even if they had more questions and doubts in their hearts, they could only hide them in their stomachs.
Even if he is an ordinary person, with the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect even the prince can't afford to offend him.
It's that simple.
No matter how young Lin Yan is, no matter how dignified Lin Yan looks...he is Mr. Lin!
For no reason, they were somewhat fortunate because Xue Beng and Yu Tianheng did not give this Mr. Lin any face and they did not follow their example.
On the side, Yu Tianheng's lips were trembling, and he wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.
"How is it possible? How could Mr. Lin be him? I must be wrong, it must be an illusion."
A little white face who was of ordinary origin and relied on his appearance to eat food, turned out to be a big shot who could be on an equal footing with so many big shots.
This is too scary!
There were countless images of himself mocking Lin Yan flashing in Xue Beng's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he was afraid.
Finally, his face was pale without a trace of blood.
I wanted to find a chance to hold the big shot's thigh.
But, this thigh can't wait to kick him to death now, right?
Almost the same as Xue Beng. Qian Renxue's heart was also not at peace now.
But she was feeling different emotions than him, she was incredibly excited.
In any case, she didn't expect Lin Yan to have such a big background.
So this is your confidence? You shocked everyone, Mr. Lin, your background is so deep. It's really amazing.
But anyway, she could feel that Lin Yan at least didn't hate her.
At this time, Ning Fengzhi also waved to Qian Renxue and Qian Renxue hurried over.
"Mr. Lin, this is my student, Your Royal Highness, Xue Qinghe."
"I know. He is very good." Lin Yan said with a smile.
On the side, Xue Xing, who was accompanying them, hurriedly stood up when he saw this. "Mr. Lin, that is our prince of Heaven Dou, Xue Beng."
No way, Xue Beng bit his teeth and stood up.
Seeing his nervous look, Lin Yan glanced at him lightly and said, "You don't need to call him over. We have already met before and I am very happy to see him. Hehe."
Haha..... Is it really as pleasant as you describe it? A fake smile appeared on Xue Xing's face, and he glanced at Xue Beng lightly. The fleeting cold stern eyes chilled Xue Beng's heart.
Even if nothing was said. It also made Xue Beng feel like it was a testimony of funeral, his hands trembled, and he couldn't speak.
Upon seeing this, many thoughts ran in Xue Xing's heart.
It is now certain that this nephew of his has already caused some trouble.
This prince who is pretending to be a wastrel really became a wastrel. Is this someone you can afford to offend?
This kind of occasion is really not suitable for him to speak, otherwise he would have taught his nephew a good lesson.
At this time, Lin Yan didn't care about him anymore, but looked around to see everyone's expressions.
The spirit masters who were proud of the themselves were silent in front of him now.
Among the crowd, Yu Tianheng couldn't stop the sorrow seeping in his heart. Lin Yan's gaze swept away, and it didn't even linger on him for a second.
Obviously, this is more uncomfortable than Lin Yan's revenge on him, because it means he is ignoring him.
In your heart am I just a jumping clown. I am not worth anything at all?
Anger rushed into his heart, but it immediately turned into despair.
He felt very weak again.
What does he have to compare with him now?
Unless he become a Titled Douluo or the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect he can do something.
That will be the highest moment in his life.
Lin Yan's starting point is already his ending point of his life.
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APRIL 6
PLAN YOUR EPITAPH DAY
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There comes a day in every person's life when they have to face the inevitable, one day, they will be little more than food for worms. But this need not be a time for sorrow and somber reflection, but rather an opportunity to plan your last words to the world. This day, Plan Your Own Epitaph Day, is the perfect day to set aside some time to figure out what you're going to have to say about yourself before you're gone.
Your Epitaph is going to be that one thing that is remembered forever about you, even by those who never knew you. There have been some great epitaphs written, forever engraved on the stones that stand in graveyards, ancient and recent alike. Some of them are tongue in cheek, like the last words of one Johnny Yeast. "Here lies Johnny Yeast, pardon me for not rising", while others are representative of the achievements of those who now lie resting. One Ludolph van Ceulen had the first 35 digits of Pi inscribed on his tombstone, as he was the first to calculate this delicious sounding number out to that many decimals.
The nature of one's Epitaph, and its content, bears careful consideration. It will stay with you for as much of eternity as your headstone survives, and can serve as a warning to those coming down the path to deaths door behind you. Consider such epitaphs as "Consider, friend, as you pass by: As you are now, so once was I. As I am now, you too shall be. Prepare, therefore, to follow me." Which is found on an old Scottish tombstone.
Some of the activities you can do to celebrate this day, is go to graveyards and look for inspiration in the stones of those who have already passed. Grave rubbings are a pasttime that has been enjoyed for a long time, and this is one more way to collect Epitaphs that have already been written to help inspire you to write yours! One particularly nifty part of this is that grave-rubbings can reveal epitaphs that are otherwise nearly illegible. To participate, you need nothing more than a piece of paper and a piece of charcoal. You place the paper against the surface of the gravestone, and rub the charcoal over it. It will produce a copy of whatever is engraved on the stone that you can take away!
Another thing you can do to celebrate this pasttime is to have picnics in the graveyard with likeminded friends. Together you can sit and brainstorm on what you'd like your final words to the world to be. If you're one of the lucky ones who lives in the vicinity of a graveyard where the world's great poets and authors were laid to rest, you could seek inspiration in their final verse.
Plan your own Epitaph day is a day for reflection on our own mortality, and thinking forward to what kind of legacy we want to leave behind for those who come after us. While we will live on in the minds of our family and friends, the story of who we are will only be told to strangers in our final message to the world, left engraved in the marble tablet of our headstone. So take some time to think about where you've been, what you've done, and what you'd like to say to those who come after, and start taking strides to make sure your Epitaph is worth reading!