The next day, he and Zhang Mingming got up to wash, and Yun Yi learned that the three senior magicians all lived in this hotel, but last night I heard Zhao Xinming say that they did not live on the same floor, but on different floors.

Unfortunately, because of breakfast time, Zhang Mingming didn't want to meet a certain magician in the elevator so he chose to take the stairs, but he ran into the senior magician named Momo.

As soon as Yun Yi pushed open the door of the security exit, he saw a young girl walking down the stairs above, and she happened to go down to this floor "very fatefully".

This female magician named Momo has a slender figure, and her facial features are also very attractive, which is as extraordinary as her magic level, a bit like the nine-ball queen often seen on TV, wearing a leather coat and leather pants, outlining her delicate figure with a very seductive charm.

Yun Yi didn't know that this very imposing beauty was the Momo in Zhang Mingming's mouth, but he was just thinking about why such a beautiful girl had to take the stairs?

But Zhang Mingming, who was behind him, pushed him when he saw Yun Yi standing still, and then saw the picture that he didn't want to face, he was sneaking up a staircase, but he really didn't expect to meet in this situation. It's like a child who wants to sneak out to play is seen by an adult, and it seems slightly embarrassing.

"Such a coincidence!" Mo Mo was slightly stunned when he saw Zhang Mingming, but instead of pretending to be cold, he smiled and said, "You don't want to meet Chen Guangnian either?"

In front of peers of this level, Zhang Mingming couldn't help but feel inexplicably inferior, and only came back to his senses when he heard Mo Mo's words, and hurriedly said: "You also saw it yesterday morning, if you really meet in the elevator today, maybe there will be a conflict again." ”

Compared with the age, Zhang Mingming is not a few years younger than her, and he doesn't feel anything bad about using the honorific "you".

"Seriously, you should understand why his assistant is targeting you. This kind of public performance has little to do with identity, but I'm looking forward to your performance. Momo walked ahead, the sound of crisp tall shoes hitting the steps echoed in his ears.

Zhang Mingming was a few steps behind, listening to Mo Mo's words of consolation, his heart was hot, and he wanted to call Zhao Xinming immediately and say that he was going to go on stage, no matter what Chen Guangnian did or not, but thinking of his own ability, he still shouldn't be ashamed, "I'm not on stage this time, just watch the performances of my predecessors, this kind of close-up observation opportunity will not be encountered once in a few years." ”

"It's okay to be a bystander, and you can discover more things as long as you put your mind to it. Mo Mo probably didn't feel any surprise, and there was still an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his tone, "The assistant next to him is also his bodyguard, and he is very capable of fighting." ”

Zhang Mingming understood what Mo Mo meant, and said self-deprecatingly: "How can I have the right to complain about him, even if I encounter yesterday's scene again, I can only endure it, and what if I don't go on stage?"

Yun Yi has always liked the nine-ball diva he occasionally sees on TV, but the love in his heart is not the kind of love that is secretly loved between men and women.

Or he doesn't know what the love between men and women is all about, and the opposite sex is basically only divided into two categories in his eyes: good-looking and bad-looking. Yun Yi's current lack of attention to the opposite sex does not mean that he doesn't like to look at girls who think they are beautiful.

Mo Mo, who stepped on the stairs and made a noise, belonged to the good-looking category in his eyes, but Yun Yi preferred her personality, and talking to Zhang Mingming, a little magician, did not have the momentum of a "superior", was not arrogant, and did not have that sense of alienation.

Yun Yi glanced at her when he first entered the stairs, perhaps knowing that he should be Zhang Mingming's assistant or friend, although he didn't talk to himself, there was no contempt in his eyes.

Senior magicians rarely appear in public, unlike showbiz stars who often appear in front of the world, so in the eyes of ordinary people there are only magicians. Therefore, the world does not know that senior magicians are already considered "big names" in the magic industry, even if they are also big "cards" in the eyes of some domestic institutions or official bigwigs.

The footsteps of the three of them sounded chaotically in the stairwell, and then blocked back by the wall, echoing in the space here, especially the sound of Momo Gogan's shoes, which was very crisp.

The back of her head swayed from side to side with her steps or turns, and the ponytail was so long that it almost hung down to her waist. Because he is wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, his body is tightened, which gives people a strong sense of the picture, and of course it is also very good-looking.

The buttocks are slightly upturned, and Yun Yi doesn't know whether to use "plump" or "plump" to describe it, in short, it's also very good-looking.

Then, he saw that Momo's face was a little unsightly.

You can't blame him for this at all, you said that a beautiful woman walks in front, and her eyes don't look at the stairs, is it difficult to look at the roof?

When Mo Mo had just turned to the stairs on the next floor and might have felt something turn his head to look at it, Yun Yi's face turned red, very red, even in the not too bright light.

Zhang Mingming, who deliberately walked behind, also felt a trace of embarrassment floating in the air, and he was not only a little embarrassed, but also embarrassed. The heart said that in order to avoid this from happening, I will take a look here and there, and you have to be good, keep staring at her back and ponytail?

I heard Yun Yi cough lightly and said, "I will fall when I walk looking at the wall." ”

To others, this can be considered a joke.

Yun Yi wasn't joking because he was telling the truth.

I don't know if Mo Mo took his words as a joke or the truth, but in short, a little smile appeared on his face, and slowly more and more, but they didn't see it when they followed.

The hotel's restaurant is located on the third floor, and after walking out of the fire escape on the third floor, it is the hotel's open-air rest area, where many guests who have eaten breakfast and are ready to attend the wedding banquet sit or stand.

The warm sunlight slowly turned the frost of the previous night on the artificial lawn in the lounge into droplets, which were attached to the yellowish leaves or rhizomes of the grass.

Since the stairwell was discovered to be "peeping", Yun Yi and Zhang Mingming's footsteps naturally slowed down, and Mo Mo walked out of the stairwell after a while, and then pretended to look at a few people in the lounge who were chatting or squinting their eyes to be exposed to the sun, and when Mo Mo walked into the restaurant, they walked over unhurriedly.

I don't know if it's a creation or an unexpected narrow road encounter, the second was just about to enter the door of the restaurant, and he met a middle-aged man who was about to come out and a sturdy young man about twenty years old.

Yun Yi took the initiative to give way, and then saw Zhang Mingming's indifferent face and the sturdy young man's completely undisguised mocking expression. From these obvious facial states, it can be seen that this middle-aged man should be Chen Guangnian, and this muscular young man who is almost 1.9 meters tall must be his assistant and bodyguard.

What surprised Yun Yi a little was that this Chen Guangnian turned out to have the aura of a middle-aged man, the kind of uncle-type man that some little girls liked very much.

Chen Guangnian is not the kind of man with fair skin, his complexion is slightly yellow, but it is not the kind of bronze that is exposed to the sun, nor is it the weak yellow that the son-in-law is hollowed out by the color of wine, it is a yellow that looks very healthy.

The beard on the mouth was also deliberately trimmed very neatly, and the beard on the lower chin was about two inches long, not a naturally grown droop, but sticking to the neck.

In short, it feels very manly!

The sturdy young man is also very good-looking, he should be one meter nine tall, much taller than Yunyi, and the thickness of his body is far from being comparable to Yunyi. The young man's hair was shaved clean, and his bald head looked shiny in the morning sun.

Even in the late autumn when it was frosty, he only wore a pure black crewneck T-shirt inside, a black suit with a pair of light-colored jeans, and a somewhat wing-like tattoo peeking out from the neckline of the T-shirt until behind the ear.