After the darkness!

The loud noise inside the room startled the three people outside.

They looked at each other, and both could see surprise in each other's eyes.

A few seconds of deathly silence.

Then, bang!

The door was pushed open and slammed against the door frame with a dull thud.

Lin Xiaofei, dressed in a black trench coat, appeared at the door. Her face was expressionless, and she carried a metal case that looked like a guitar case on her back. She walked out of the room with a cold expression.

"I have something to do and need to go out. Don't wait for me."

She didn't look at Lin Yijue and the others, coldly uttered a sentence, put on her shoes, pushed open the door and left.

Lin Yijue stared quietly in the direction of the gate, his face showing little emotion.

The other party's actions just now were indeed very "Lin Xiaofei".

"What happened to my sister?"

He had never seen her so angry before. In his memory, no matter what trouble she faced, she was always very calm and could handle and resolve things in the most composed manner.

So I was a little curious.

Upon hearing his question, a complex and indescribable embarrassment flashed across the faces of both Lin Yunming and Song Huiling.

The two exchanged a quick glance, and Lin Yunming spoke first, his voice filled with exhaustion and helplessness:

"It must be related to the business trip I took before." He wiped his face heavily.

"Several groups of people from the Armed Forces Department came to me before, saying that Xiaofei seemed to be competing for some special training program, so they needed to do some background checks."

He paused, then continued, "My stepmother inquired about it, and it seems this training program is very competitive with many restrictions. Your sister's last business trip was related to this program."

"A training program?" Lin Yijue was somewhat bewildered. He knew absolutely nothing about it.

No, that's not right, he seems to know.

Suddenly, a vague memory that had been buried deep in my mind flashed back.

Not long ago, also on his way home from school, two people wearing identical dark-colored coats and exuding a capable and aloof demeanor stopped him.

They asked a bunch of strange questions about Lin Xiaofei, their faces serious.

"For example, who does your sister usually interact with the most?"

Does she like small animals?

At the time, the original owner already had a very bad impression of her older sister, and took the opportunity to say a lot of bad things about her.

So, that's also a background check?

Lin Yunming didn't notice the fleeting change on his son's face. He was lost in his own thoughts, and his voice lowered: "...These are all just my guesses. She won't tell us a single word about what really happened."

He let out a long sigh.

"Alas, speaking of this, it is still my dereliction of duty as a father. As the saying goes, if a son is not taught, it is the father's fault, and the same applies to a daughter." Lin Yunming sighed, his face showing shame.

He increasingly felt that there was something wrong with his parenting style.

Although my daughter has been outstanding since she was a child, she has become more and more independent as she has grown up. Since high school, she has hardly spoken to them except for asking for living expenses each week.

In college, they became complete strangers.

However, he realized that he had a problem, so he put a lot of effort into his second child and decided to give him enough attention to prevent the mistake from happening again.

Unexpectedly, the second son's talent was that of an ordinary person.

Under his overbearing and protective attitude, she became introverted and rebellious.

Fortunately, he realized his mistake in time and developed an encouragement-based education method.

The latter immediately understood and leaped forward.

Thinking of this, Lin Yunming looked at Lin Yijue with a hint of relief.

Lin Yijue naturally had no idea what the former was thinking.

His mind was racing.

To be honest, Lin Yunming and Song Huiling are very similar to his parents from his previous life; they are all traditional Chinese parents. Nearly two months after transmigrating to the present day...

Sometimes he could even see the shadows of his parents from his past life in the two of them.

But he was truly unfamiliar with the original owner's older sister, Lin Xiaofei.

Living under the same roof for nearly two months, can you believe that the two of them barely exchanged more than ten words?

However, he never doubted that his older sister was a genius.

After all, used boxing gloves are good items with added attributes.

To be honest, he's only ever seen two artifacts with specific attributes so far...

Therefore, it can be seen that the training program the other party wants to compete for must be of very high quality.

"My sister has always been excellent, she can definitely handle her own affairs. As for the saying that you don't teach boys and girls, Teacher Yang in the neighborhood, our Chinese teacher, has said more than once that she envies you." Lin Yijue didn't think too much about it and changed the subject.

"Ah, you mean Old Yang? He's a man of character too," Lin Yunming said, his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxing slightly at the mention of their Chinese teacher, Mr. Yang, replaced by a long-lost hint of pride.

"I ran into him a few days ago, and he even asked me if I needed his practice exam papers. That old guy is a decent person."

"By the way, do you have enough money on you?" he suddenly asked.

"Yes, Yijue, I heard that sports students eat a lot. Like your sister, when she was in high school, she had to eat nutritional algae powder every day. Just eating the powder cost seven or eight thousand a month. Do you have enough money?" Her mother, Song Huiling, chimed in.

"It's enough. The club paid my salary in advance, and I still have a lot of money on me. I heard that there are performance bonuses for good teaching, so I don't know what to do with all the money," Lin Yijue replied.

He had money on him, so naturally he wouldn't need their help anymore.

"Still don't know how to spend it?" Upon hearing this, Song Huiling was both amused and annoyed, and pretended to hit her.

"Look at you, so cocky... just like your dad back in his youth. You can't save money! Give it back! Mom will keep it for you, to keep it safe, so you won't squander it!"

"You'll need money for many things in the future: housing, temporary residence permits, dowry, marriage—all of that will cost money." She habitually counted on her fingers.

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll deposit a portion with you every month from now on," Lin Yijue said, his head throbbing at the thought.

The flavor is too strong.

She looks exactly like her mother from her previous life.

Then, Song Huiling went on and on about many details of the club's training, such as how big the venue was, how good the equipment was, how strict the coaches were, and how difficult it was to get along with the classmates...

He naturally only mentioned the good things.

For example, the club has very professional facilities and excellent equipment.

For example, my classmates are all very friendly, and they help each other during training.

For example, his senior brothers are also very helpful, especially one of them named Lu Qiang, who takes good care of him. He not only voluntarily sacrifices his own time to be his sparring partner, but also helps him apply for various subsidies from the club after recognizing his talent.

Lin Yunming listened with great interest, occasionally interjecting to ask about the size of their club and the martial arts levels of their instructors.

Lin Yijue certainly didn't know, but that didn't stop him from giving a serious "science popularization".

The atmosphere of the conversation was very pleasant.

It's clear that the two elders' love for the original owner and for him now is the same, but as he changes, their attitude and way of expressing love have indeed changed quite a bit.

They kept bragging until 11:30 p.m., when Lin's parents couldn't stay up any longer and went back to rest. Only then did Lin Yijue go to take a shower.

I took a shower and went to bed.

He didn't read for long before falling into a deep sleep, lost in the ocean of knowledge.

I slept without any dreams.

The alarm clock woke him up early the next morning.

He had never slept so soundly.