According to the arrangement of the organizing committee of the competition, the first day was mainly based on the contestants reporting for choreography and familiarizing themselves with the venue, and no competition items were arranged. After Lin Miaofeng escorted the children safely to the venue, he felt that he had nothing to do, so he wandered around the venue.

The lobby of the convention center is spacious and bright, and the surrounding walls are covered with huge posters with information about the event. Lin Miaofeng paced slowly in the lobby, looking up at the photos on the wall from time to time.

At this time, Lin Miaofeng suddenly stopped. Her face turned pale in an instant, her eyes straightened, and her gaze was fixed on a photograph on the wall. The photo shows a middle-aged man who has made a fortune. He was dressed in a black suit, with a standard seven-minute hair, a smile at the corner of his eyes, and a deep gaze, looking like a standard Sven.

Lin Miaofeng's heart suddenly surged with a trace of grief and indignation. Ten years, a whole ten years, in ten years, he has become the vice president of Xi'an University of the Arts, a full-time professor, and the chairman of the jury of this competition. Thinking of the grievances he has suffered in the past ten years, and looking at Zhuo Yifan's current scenery, Lin Miaofeng's tears suddenly flowed uncontrollably.

When he left Xi'an, Lin Miaofeng never thought that he would meet Zhuo Yifan one day in the future. Deep down in her heart, she didn't want to see Zhuo Yifan again, but now he appeared in front of her without warning. If he had known in advance that Zhuo Yifan would have participated in this competition, Lin Miaofeng would not have said anything.

Lin Miaofeng walked out of the gate of the convention and exhibition center in a daze, looking lost and depressed. There was more crowds in the square. All kinds of people gathered around in groups, talking and laughing, and bursts of laughter erupted from time to time. The laughter was mixed with the sound of music tumbling over the square, which made Lin Miaofeng upset for a while.

Lin Miaofeng couldn't hide the sadness in his heart, and just wanted to find a quiet place to stay alone for a while at this time. She walked briskly across the square, aimlessly along the sidewalk on the side of the street.

Ahead is an intersection, with a road leading to the east and west. Lin Miaofeng glanced around, and saw that the road on the west side was relatively quiet, so he raised his feet and walked over. There is a small park on the side of the road, and it is difficult for passers-by to notice its existence if you are not careful. Lin Miaofeng estimated that it should be a quiet place inside, so he turned around and walked in.

The park is small, but there are mountains, water, and woods. The rockery with a unique shape is covered with ivy and full of greenery. The lotus leaves in the pond stretch out and stand quietly on the water, but there are a few restless lotus flowers, showing off their whiteness to people. On the edge of a large locust grove on the edge of the pond, several elderly people were talking indistinctly.

Lin Miaofeng stopped, raised his eyes and looked around, and then walked towards an eight-treasure pavilion on the edge of the pond. Lin Miaofeng thought that there was no one in the pavilion, but he didn't expect to walk over and find that there was an old man with a white beard sitting in the corner of the pavilion. Lin Miaofeng saw that the old man's eyes were slightly closed, his expression was serene, and he was probably also a person seeking quietness, so he sat down on the wooden chair next to the pavilion.

Lin Miaofeng sat quietly on the wooden chair, staring at the green water of the pond and thinking about his thoughts quietly. She suddenly felt that her daughter Wei Jiaojiao was the most pitiful. From childhood to adulthood, Wei Zhongsheng didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he was always reluctant to play with Wei Jiaojiao. Even when it was Wei Jiaojiao's birthday, Wei Zhongsheng didn't seem to take it very seriously. For Lin Miaofeng, she didn't want to ask Wei Zhongsheng to be in place, but for Wei Jiaojiao, she always told her father in front of her mother, saying that he didn't like to be close to children as much as her brother-in-law Zhang Longfei.

"Girl......" Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Miaofeng suddenly heard a kind and soft voice in his ears. She raised her eyes to follow the voice, but saw that the old man just now didn't know when he opened his eyes, and was looking at herself with a smile. Out of politeness, Lin Miaofeng nodded slightly at the old man.

"Girl, I see that you are depressed, do you have something on your mind?" The old man's voice was soft, but with an inexplicable penetrating power.

Lin Miaofeng has never been good at opening up to others and talking lightly. She shook her head instinctively, then withdrew her gaze and continued to stare at the dazzling lotus flowers in the pond.

"Girl, you're not a local, are you?" The old man didn't seem to care about Lin Miaofeng's expression, and still asked in a slow voice.

Lin Miaofeng felt that the old man in front of him was kind and kind, and there was no malice, so he smiled reluctantly and replied in a low voice.

"Is it the first time you've come to Xi'an?"

"It's not."

"Girl, I don't know if I should say something?" The old man suddenly changed the subject.

"What words? Good words? Lin Miaofeng suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was quite interesting, so he asked with a smile.

"Do you think it's a good thing or a bad thing?" The old man squinted, and an inexplicable look appeared on his face.

When Lin Miaofeng heard this, his heart suddenly sank. "Uncle, if you have something to say, just say it. I can tell the difference between good and bad words. ”

"Girl, I have read countless people in my life and relieved people's worries, but I still rarely meet people with a face like yours."

"Uncle, what did you do before?" Lin Miaofeng couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I've been teaching Chinese all my life. After I retired, I helped people look at the future and ask about the good and the bad. The old man's voice was still unhurried and leisurely.

"Oh." Lin Miaofeng replied softly. Because of his father, Lin Miaofeng has always respected and has a good impression of people who are engaged in the profession of teachers.

"Girl, I won't tell you the truth, your face is beautiful and rich, but in my opinion, it may not be true."

"Uncle, what do you say about this?" Lin Miaofeng seemed to be a little interested, tilting his head and listening to the old man seriously.

"Whoever looks at the face is nothing more than one face and one face. The phase is born from the heart, and the face is formed by the bones; Read the mind and recognize the face, touch the bones and distinguish people. Anyone who has evil thoughts and is full of greed, or short-sighted, sharp-mouthed monkey mouth, or fat head and big ears, huge belly, or frowning all day long, sighing when meeting people, complaining about things. All such people will either live short or live a long life. Those who are short-lived will be able to be human again as soon as possible in the next life, and those who are long-lived will not be able to be human again in the next life. ”

"Uncle, where are you talking about? I can't even understand it. Lin Miaofeng was dizzy by the half-literate words of the old man in front of him, and couldn't help but interrupt him.

The old man smiled slightly, and said mysteriously, "It's right if you don't understand." Girl, if I say it correctly, you will be trapped by love for the rest of your life. ”

"Uncle, what do you say? I have a husband and a daughter, why should I be trapped by love? Lin Miaofeng said on his lips, but his heart was pounding.

"Girl, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. Your face is rich but resentful, and you are soft but tangled. Girl, you and your husband's life is not satisfactory, right? ”

"Where? Uncle, don't talk nonsense. Lin Miaofeng replied lightly.

"Girl, in my opinion, you have to commit a peach blossom this year. Within two months, at most half a year, you will fall into love. The old man's tone suddenly became mysterious.

"What love robbery?"

"Calamity, calamity, the mistake you made because of love. If you let it happen, you may be in danger of your life. Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"How so?" Lin Miaofeng suddenly felt that this old man was talking nonsense.

"How so? Girl, don't look at your big eyes, but your pattern is small. In my opinion, you never take the initiative to come into contact with strangers, even if you like something, you will not take the initiative to do it. Your personality determines your destiny, and you can only choose between the crowd around you, or you don't have a choice at all. ”

When Lin Miaofeng heard this, he chuckled slightly in his heart. Yes, it seems that I have never chosen for myself, and it seems that others have chosen for me. When he first entered the dance training class that year, Zhuo Yifan told her that night that he liked her. When Zhuo Yifan pulled her to the dressing room, she didn't seem to know what to do. When Zhuo Yifan told her to stay away from her, she just accepted it silently. Even if he made the only choice and decided to marry Wei Zhongsheng, it was because of the child in his belly.

Thinking of this, Lin Miaofeng gradually frowned, and his face turned gloomy. The old man next to him saw it, but said repeatedly: "Girl, can you tell me your birth date and name, and I will take a closer look for you." ”

Lin Miaofeng's mind went blank, and he told him his birthday and name with a blank expression. When the old man heard this, he closed his eyes slightly, pinched his slightly pale fingers together, and then said, "Girl, who gave your name?" ”

"My dad."

"Hey, how could your dad give you such a name?" The old man let out a long sigh, looking worried.

"What's wrong with my name?" Lin Miaofeng's curiosity was suddenly aroused again.

"You were born in the morning, your yang energy is insufficient, the five elements lack soil, and your life is evil. It is said that the wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, let alone standing on the mountain peak? Miaofeng is a good name, but it is taboo to match the surname Lin. ”

"Ah......" Lin Miaofeng couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Seeing this, the old man immediately said: "A person's name is closely related to the fortune of a person's life, and a good name can keep his life safe and smooth; A bad name will make people's luck worse and worse, until they can't extricate themselves in the end. If you don't believe me, girl, you can tell me the names of your brothers and sisters. ”

Lin Miaofeng seemed to be frightened by the old man's words, and mechanically said the names of Lin Feiling and Lin Miaoxiang. When the old man heard this, he immediately frowned, and said with wide eyes: "Girl, it's not good." Your brother and sister don't have good names. ”

"What's wrong?" Lin Miaofeng hurriedly asked.

"Lin Feiling, Lin Feiling, flying. If your brother is at home, he will be in trouble. If your brother had gone out, he probably wouldn't have believed it. And your sister, Miao Xiang, Miao Xiang, could it be that your sister is destined to be accompanied by green lanterns and incense candles? ”