The big financier suddenly appeared.

As the head of Yun Han Club, the old Mr. Yun with slightly white sideburns naturally wanted to show up to thank him.

The lifespan of the people of Teyvat is a little longer than that of ordinary people in Lin Feng's hometown.

Therefore, this old Mr. Yun, who has already become a grandfather, is only about forty years old in appearance.

Judging by the standards of the troupe's pillars.

He can still maintain the form for a few years at this age.

Mr. Yun, who took the stage again, still had some nervousness on his face.

It's not that I'm nervous.

It's for his granddaughter Yun Jin.

Just seeing the overreaction of those old spectators in the background, he really pinched a cold sweat.

I have to say.

Let a child who is only a teenager and not yet an adult take the stage as a horn, or the finale.

It was a very bold decision.

When Mr. Yun made this decision, many people in the troupe were against this matter.

It's not that Yun Jin sings badly, it's simply because Yun Jin is too young.

The Yun Han Society is very famous in Liyue and is known as the No. 1 Theater Society, and its loyal audience is from childhood to old age, especially those who are older.

Here's the problem.

The large number of loyal regular audiences means that they are extremely picky about the repertoire and the corners they appear.

If there is a little bit of disagreement, they will throw their glasses and leave, just like the old spectators who left the stadium just now.

In addition, Yun Jin is young, and it is the first time to appear on stage.

Although the old people of Yun Han Club were full of praise for Yun Jin's singing skills when they were offstage.

But off-stage practice is one thing, and performing on stage is another.

In the face of hundreds of audiences who came to listen to the play, it was the finale, and the pressure was not ordinary.

Especially when those old spectators got up and left, Mr. Yun's heart was about to jump out of his nervous heart.

Fortunately, Yun Jin was angry and was not affected by these people who left the scene in the slightest.

sang decently, did not play at a super level, but did not lose the level.

However, this is relative to Yun Jin's own level, in fact, she sings no different from the other corners of Yun Han Club, and she is completely worthy of the title of finale.

The heavy bag of Mora is even more affirmation of Yun Jin.

That's how Liyue rules.

If the song is sung well, the audience will give a reward.

There are not a few who are generous.

But even if those high-rollers in the past were generous, they were not generous to this extent.

After Mr. Yun took the stage.

He didn't even look at the bag of Mora, but first introduced his granddaughter to the audience, so that Yun Jin's name officially appeared in Liyue's opera world for the first time.

Next.

It's the thank you part.

After some praise and thanks, this big drama of the new corner of Yunhan Club came to a complete end.

However, the word "ending" is only relative to other audiences.

Lin Feng, as the big financier of this scene, naturally wanted to be invited backstage to thank him, and Mr. Yun personally came forward to invite him.

It can be said that it gives enough face.

"Old Yunmo, I haven't known the name of the distinguished guest."

In the backstage of the Yun Han Society, Mr. Yun greeted Lin Feng politely and thoughtfully.

"Lin Feng."

"Zhongli."

"Hmph-"

"Managing water, cutting the moon, Ping."

Except for Liuyun borrowing the wind Zhenjun's attitude was not too kind, the others all returned a salute to Mr. Yun one by one.

Among them, Zhongli's meticulous ancient etiquette attracted Yunmo's attention: "Mr. Zhongli is very knowledgeable, and there are not many people who follow this etiquette now." ”

"Hmm."

Zhongli nodded and didn't say much.

Then, Yun Mo brought Yun Jin to get to know Lin Feng and them, and also promised to give them the best box in the Heyu Teahouse in the future, every time Yunhan Club performs, a good place will be reserved for them, even if they don't come, no one will occupy that position, and the tea specifications are all according to the highest level of Heyu Teahouse, that is, what is the good tea in Heyu Teahouse in the season, what tea will be served to them.

"Mr. Yun, this is going to cost a lot."

After hearing this, Lin Feng looked at Yunmo with a smile.

It is true that Heyu Teahouse is cooperating with Yunhan Society, but Heyu Teahouse also wants to make money.

In Liyue.

The tea fee of Heyu Teahouse is second to none, like Lin Feng and Zhongli, a few of them watch the play, and after a play, the good tea in Qiaoyingzhuang is counted, and no eighteen thousand Mora can get down.

And there is no rule for Heyu Teahouse to pack a place for someone.

In other words.

Yunmo's promise is actually equivalent to Yunhan Society's funding for Lin Feng and them to secure this position for a long time.

In this way, the cost is really not small.

Even in terms of Yunhan Society's income, such an expense is a big burden.

However, Yunmo didn't care about this, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have a bosom friend in life, since you are willing to support Sumire today, it is naturally an affirmation of her, a little money, things outside the body, not enough to worry about." ”

"Mr. Yunmo is far-sighted."

Lin Feng and Yunmo looked at each other and smiled.

This so-called tea VIP is actually of little use to Lin Feng.

Although he listens to opera, he is not a particularly avid fan of opera, in contrast, Zhongli's hobby of listening to opera is much more enthusiastic.

Storytelling, opera, bird walking.

Zhongli's three hobbies.

And since he handed over the heart of God, he has become the penniless idler Zhongli, who keeps accounts at every turn, and sometimes when Tartaglia travels with him, he keeps accounts for the Northland Bank.

There is such a place to listen to dramas and drink tea for free, but it is cheaper than Zhongli.

After a good conversation.

Lin Feng and the others left the Yunhan Society with Yun Mo and Yun Jin seeing each other off, and continued to wander the streets of Liyue.

With Lin Feng's company.

Zhongli's big hands and feet have reappeared.

As he said.

Never brought money before.

As a rock god, he can't make money to destroy the market economy without permission.

So Zhongli is completely unaccustomed to the model of buying things and giving money.

And not only Zhongli, but also the other three immortals.

The immortals have been in hiding from the world for too long.

On weekdays, they rarely enter Liyue Harbor, and they often just come to chat with Grandma Ping and Zhongli before leaving, and they don't have any need to buy anything.

Grandma Ping often walks between the markets.

It's rare to travel with Zhongli today, seeing that Zhongli is interested in everything, they can't help but be curious, touch east and west, look here, look there.

When I see something I'm interested in, I pick it up and take a closer look.

But thinking about the shyness in my pocket, I gave up again.

They're not Zhongli's kind of people.

The juniors take the initiative to spend money to entertain them, and they can accept it, and let them take the initiative to ask the juniors for money, which is a little inconsistent with their character.

But what kind of person is Lin Feng?

He has been in the human spirit all the year round, and he is the best at observing words and feelings.

Although the immortals don't say it, the love in their eyes can't deceive people.

Especially Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun.

She is now holding a delicate hosta in her hand and looking at it over and over, saying that such mundane things are flashy and easy to affect the state of mind when cultivating, but she still refuses to put it down in her hand.

Lin Feng smiled, bought the hosta with a price of 140,000 Mora, and then generously said that he would give it to Liuyun to borrow the wind Zhenjun.

"Nonsense, I've said it all about this immortal, don't want such vulgar things."

Liuyun borrowed the wind and Zhenjun scolded Lin Feng with a blank face.

"You don't want it, forget it, I'll give it to Eula."

Lin Feng didn't insist, and in the laughter of several other immortals, he put away this hairpin.

And then next.

As long as it was something that Liuyun borrowed from Feng Zhenjun, he waved his hand and bought it all.

Every time he buys it, he will ask Liuyun if he wants to borrow the wind Zhenjun, and if he doesn't want him, he will take it himself.

Until Liuyun borrowed the wind, Zhenjun was completely asked to blow up.

"Bring it, stinky boy, give me everything from before!"

Liuyun in human form borrowed the wind Zhenjun at this time, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and his face was fierce and vicious.

"Didn't you want it yourself?"

Lin Feng laughed, and took out a few things he had bought and shook them.

This time, Liuyun borrowed the wind and Zhenjun was even more angry.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't beat Lin Feng now, she really wanted to slap this bastard in the face.

"Bring it, can't I give it to Shenhe?"

"Senior Sister Shenhe doesn't like this kind of vulgar thing."

"You're not Shenhe, how do you know she doesn't like it?"

"What you just said."

Hearing this, Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun's face for a moment.

Lin Feng smiled and said: "Shenhe, this kid doesn't like vulgar things, he just cultivates in the mountains every day, 'doesn't like vulgar things', isn't that what you said?" ”

"I'm you. This."

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun for a long time, but after searching for thousands of years of memories, he couldn't find anything to refute Lin Feng, so he had to turn his head angrily and stop arguing with Lin Feng.

"Hahahaha-"

Seeing that Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun to eat deflated, Lishui Stacked Mountain Zhenjun and Cutting Moon Zhuyang Zhenjun couldn't help laughing.

Zhongli couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head.

But Grandma Ping held back a smile and said: "Okay, okay, you don't want to stay in the clouds anymore, she's a person, she just wants to die to save face and suffer crimes." ”

"Gechen, who do you say will die to save face and suffer the crime?"

As soon as Liuyun borrowed the wind and Zhenjun heard that Grandma Ping was also ridiculing herself, she immediately retorted even more.

Grandma Ping didn't mind, and looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

Lin Feng was not ambiguous, and took out the things and stuffed them into the hands of Liuyun Borrowing Wind Zhenjun.

Originally, she bought it for Liuyun to borrow the wind Zhenjun, if she hadn't been hard-mouthed, where would she still be used as a joke.

"You, you-"

"Hmph-"

"This immortal doesn't care about you——!"

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun was still hard-mouthed, but this time he was much more honest in his hands, so he neatly connected these things, and then pretended to be casual, using all kinds of lame reasons to divert the topic that he had just been ridiculed for.

See this.

Lishui Stacked Mountain Zhenjun and Cutting Moon Zhuyang Zhenjun laughed even more.

There was a cheerful atmosphere among the several immortals.

That's it.

Lin Feng accompanied Zhongli and the immortals on a tour of half of Liyue Harbor.

Along the way, they tasted good tea, tried Xiangling's new dishes, and reconciled the quarrelsome passers-by, and at the end, a few people arrived at Liyue Harbor, looking at the docks and the wrong figures.

Madame Ping sighed, "If it's still the case, I'll be happy to see Liyue today." ”

Among the immortals in Liyue, Grandma Ping, who was still called Ah Ping at the time, had the closest relationship with Gui Ying.

The two have had arguments and debates, but they are the best close friends.

As Yunmo said before.

It's rare to have a bosom friend in life.

Ping's bosom friend is the end.

In the past, he died in the final battle, Ah Ping was saddened from then on, put down the gun in his hand, and sealed the piano that played with the end of the past.

"How difficult it is to be prosperous in the world, if she is still there"

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and rarely broke the atmosphere again, but was equally sad.

The final close friend is not only Grandma Ping, but also her.

Back then, the two had a dispute over the organs they had created with each other, and they had to rely on the emperor to make peace before they could put aside the dispute.

But the more they argued, the closer the relationship between the two became.

After the fall.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun to take over the final machine she designed and built and transformed it.

"Finally."

"Alas, how can it be the end, Yixiao Daotian also dreamed of seeing the prosperity of this world."

"So, they are willing to give their lives."

The last sentence was said by Lin Feng.

At first glance.

It's a bit of a cool talk.

Seeing that several immortals had their eyes on him, Lin Feng smiled lightly: "Did Mr. Zhongli say it?" The meaning of the existence of the rock is to protect, the emperor of the rock is like this, the immortals are like this, even the Ruotuo Dragon King back then. ”

"I know that immortals don't like mortal intrigue."

"But the immortals certainly never thought about why the Returning Soul and the Wandering Night Guide were willing to sacrifice their lives to protect Liyue."

"yes, why?"

"Just for the contract? Or is it for Liyue? ”

"No, not at all."

"Just because they love the land, because they love it so deeply, they are willing to give everything, including their lives."

"I also know that the immortals' dislike of mortals is not only because of their bad deeds, but also because they are disliked by them, and that is that when they see these mortals wantonly destroying Liyue, which is guarded by the Finalist and the Wandering Night Guiding Innocent Monarch, they will not be able to restrain their anger in their hearts, and they will have the urge to suppress Liyue Harbor, and they will want those who have violated the spirit of Liyue in the past to make amends for the Finalist and the Wandering Night Guiding Innocent Monarch."

"But because of the face of the Emperor of the Rock, they can't do this, so they can only retreat to the mountains and forests with the idea of not being out of sight and out of mind, and never go out of the mountains again."

"But have you ever thought about it?"

"Is it because there is no threat on their heads that the mortals of Liyue are so unscrupulous?"

"They broke the contract, did all kinds of things to blaspheme the Emperor of the Rock King in private, and even spoke disrespectfully to the immortals."

"Is it because the immortals are gone?"

After a few words.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun, and they couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

As Lin Feng said, immortals escape from the world.

In addition to the problem of the luck of the immortals in Xiao's mouth, there is also the fact that the immortals don't want to be disturbed by the mortal flower world.

Even when Liyue transformed, they promised to support Ganyu and Yanfei.

However, they are still reluctant to join the WTO, and are only willing to stand up for the Rock Emperor when there is an unsolvable problem in Liyue.

Look at it now.

Without the suppression of the Immortals and the Emperor of the Rocks, the people of Liyue were already drifting further and further away from their old friends and emperors for Liyue.

Looking at Liuyun's thoughtful expressions on the borrowed wind Zhenjun, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows at Zhongli.

These words.

But when he Zhongli was looking for an artifact before, Zhongli specially commissioned himself to say it.

The old gentleman was dissatisfied with and worried about Liyue's current situation.

Without the suppression of the Rock Emperor, those who had ill intentions really began to turmoil.

Therefore, Zhongli entrusted Lin Feng with the help of Lin Feng to persuade the immortals to replace the Rock Emperor and become the sword hanging over the heads of the people of Liyue.

Such.

The turmoil in Liyue will subside.

(End of chapter)