Wren was shocked on his face, looked at the little boy in front of him with incomparably delicate eyebrows and eyes, and asked the bottom of his heart in Chinese with some foreign accents: "How did you make the water freeze just now?" ”

He was a brilliant magician himself, and he knew that magic was nothing more than an art of fakeness. >_Ya_文吧 -·'.-y=a'-e·

He once said in an interview that no matter what kind of magic trick it is, you can solve the mystery as long as you watch it once.

However, he didn't see anything clearly at the scene of the boiling water instantly freezing into ice in front of his eyes just now, and he didn't know what the boy had done to save himself in such a short time. Ya>8_ -·-.'

Ye Zechuan didn't answer his question, but raised his head and looked at him without blinking: "Mr. Rennes, I want to join your magic troupe, is it okay?" ”

Originally, he was still struggling with what he would do if he left the Yin family, but after watching Wren's performance tonight, he suddenly had an idea, and he decided to become an excellent magician.

After hearing his words, Wren couldn't help but squint his blue eyes and looked at the little boy in front of him again. I have to admit that this boy's facial features are really beautiful, especially the tear mole under the corner of his eye, which is obviously not big, but has a charm that people can't ignore.

"You want to join the Knight Magic?" He held the thermos cup in one hand and the lid in the other, with a strong interest in his eyes, "HY? Tell me your reasoning. _Yavin_Bar ·--.'y-a·'"

Pink lips pursed slightly, Ye Zechuan looked at him for more than ten seconds before replying word by word: "I want to be like you and become a magician." So, I want to worship you as a teacher! ”

The childish voice was sonorous and powerful, and even the tear mole under the corner of the eye was firm.

Wren shrugged with a smile, and the corners of his lips curled and asked, "There are too many people who want to worship me as a teacher, why do you think I have to accept you as an apprentice?" ”

He said this in English.

He became famous at a young age, and over the years, he has met too many people who chased him and wanted to worship him as a teacher, but none of them really satisfied him, and none of the reasons he said were enough to impress him.

And the little boy in front of him, in fact, had already agreed to accept him as an apprentice when he heard him say that to himself.

But Wren didn't show it easily, just looked at him with an inquiring gaze, waiting for his next reaction.

Ye Zechuan thought for a while, stared at the steaming thermos cup in his hand and was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Is this okay?" ”

The thermos cup is still bubbling with fog, but the outer wall of the cup is gradually condensing fine small water droplets.

Wren watched as the original boiling water in the cup turned into hard ice cubes in just a few seconds, and the expression in his eyes changed instantly. He tried to keep his composure, but the hand holding the cup trembled with excitement.

magic！ That's what the real maginetbsp; He looked at the boy in front of him, who looked to be no more than seven or eight years old, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked in a tone that sounded calm, "Who taught you this magic?" ”

Ye Zechuan shook his head and answered his question with silence. And Wren saw that he didn't answer, so he didn't continue to ask.

After a long while, Ye Zechuan looked up at him again, and asked slowly and lightly, "Mr. Rennes, can I worship you as a teacher now?" ”