For magic, since childhood, Guan Ziyan is of course more interested than ordinary people. Even though she is only a sophomore, her level of magic has reached the standard of a junior magician.

She is also very optimistic about the possibility of becoming the successor of a senior magician before the age of twenty-eight, and she is more likely to surpass the "female devil" Momo to some extent and become the first senior magician among women in China.

Guan Ziyan practiced manual magic and simple instrument magic, and when she heard her uncle say that there was a "shadowless hand" in the studio, she scoffed. Will a "shadowless hand" come to Guancheng's studio?

But when she heard her uncle talk about the interview process, she really felt a little unbelievable - the person who can surpass a quasi-senior magician like her uncle in terms of technique is only a junior magician, and he can't be described as a genius, but a monster!

Of course she believes in her uncle's vision, but this matter has not yet been reflected in the family, according to her uncle's meaning, it is to observe for a period of time, if Yun Yi really has potential, maybe it can bring unexpected benefits to the family.

When I looked at it tonight, I found that the dexterity of this guy's hands was far higher than his own, and it seemed to surpass that of a quasi-senior magician like his uncle!

Although the official family is not as dazzling as some magic families in the magic world, it also has a lot of fame in the magic world, after all, there are two senior magicians and one quasi-senior magician in the family.

If there is another big magician in the official family, it will definitely become a first-class family in the domestic magic industry. Only now, this is no longer possible.

Grandpa is over 80 years old, and it is impossible to break through the boundaries of a great magician, and if my uncle can become a senior magician before my grandfather dies, he can make a little difference in this small family.

Although the current magic world is full of flowers and magic is also diverse, but if a magician does not have innovative magic, he will gradually regress, and if a family or family does not have new magic, it will gradually decline.

Sometimes, it only takes one magic trick to make a magician or family famous and enter the ranks of high-level magicians or families.

Guan Ziyan sighed secretly, swept out some thoughts in his mind, and looked at Yun Yi's not too delicate facial features, the faint smile on his face was still undiminished.

"Thanks, it's just a little trick. Yun Yi thought that Guan Ziyan might have seen something, so he didn't say much, took Dabao's hand and responded, and walked out.

Before leaving, Dabao said with a smile: "Little sister, come back tomorrow, my father is amazing." ”

Guan Ziyan looked at Yun Yi's background, and didn't even notice that her uncle Guan Cheng was standing beside her.

"What do you think of this young man?" Guan Cheng's words were slightly playful.

Guan Ziyan glanced at his uncle and said, "Magic, it's so simple, but I don't see where he put the other circle ruler." This only shows that the dexterity of his hands seems to be very good, as you said. ”

Guan Cheng patted her on the shoulder, and he didn't break it, "Half a year later, it's the junior magic rehearsal competition in the province, I want him to report to the magic team, and let Qi Ji report to the psychology group." ”

Every four years, the magic world will hold a national magic competition, and the magic families or clubs of each province will first select junior magicians to participate in the primary magic rehearsal competition of the provincial magic association, and only the top 20 in the province can participate in the national finals.

Guan Ziyan glanced at him, as if he was a little surprised, "You are so optimistic about him? Didn't you say that he didn't even have a junior magician certificate? No one else would let him in." Oh~~ You want to use your relationship to go through the back door again, right?"

She pouted at Guan Cheng and said, "Okay, even if you can let him compete, you know that he has magic tricks that can be used." Well, even if he has a magic trick that he can do, why would he want to compete on behalf of our official family? Well, even if he is willing to compete on behalf of our official family, you are so sure that he will be in the top 20?"

After listening to Guan Ziyan's words, Guan Cheng was also a little hesitant.

Yes, although hand speed is one of the most important criteria for a magician, if hand speed does not match the magic itself, it can only be regarded as a dazzling skill.

Besides, the current magic tricks are nothing more than poker, coins, pompoms, etc., which have long been played by some magicians, and they can't even arouse the interest of the audience, let alone the judges.

Guan Cheng had only seen Yun Yi's techniques, but he didn't have a deep understanding of his magic level.

In the eyes of junior magicians, this magic trick of Yunyi tonight is just a prop, which is very ordinary. In the eyes of a senior magician, even with the help of a little internal force, it is nothing, at best it is only a little stronger than a junior magician.

However, Guan Cheng believes that since Yun Yi is a child of a certain magic family or family, there must be a few magic tricks that he can do well, otherwise, it is completely meaningless for Yun Yi to practice simple techniques.

Guan Cheng nodded and said, "Then I'll ask him again tomorrow, if he thinks he has this ability, I will arrange for him to compete, and if he really only has the technique, let him continue to teach the beginner class." ”

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The wind is not strong and gentle, and there is a tingling sensation on the face. The street lights are very dim, and the lights in the windows, food stalls, and shops are even more dazzling.

At 10 p.m., the city's nightlife is slowly brewing, waiting for the rush hour in the early hours of the morning. At this time, the restaurant is about to close, but it is time for food stalls to actively "prepare".

The night market here is a large square, and the canopies are built with colored cloth or canvas. Barbecue utensils are placed on the side of the street, and stacks of chicken feet and wings, beef skewers, lamb skewers, oysters, etc. are stacked next to it.

The charcoal fire in the grill crackled and exploded, flashing a cloud of sparks, and the green smoke sank into the night before it slumbered, and dispersed into the noses of passers-by.

Dabao likes this tone very much, unless he stays at home and doesn't come out, as long as he goes out on the street, this kind of lively occasion must be made up.

He likes the atmosphere and prefers the meat on the barbecue. It's still early, it's still the old place.

Within a few days of coming to Liren Town, Yun Yi and Dabao ate three or four times at this food stall. Because I always bring a chubby child, I am also very familiar.

"Brother, here! Sit. "The boss's name is Song Ziwen, a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, very strong. The head of the board is extremely energetic, and he can't see the hardships of staying up late every day.

He touched Dabao's head, handed Yun Yi a cigarette again, and helped him light it. Taking advantage of the fact that he was not busy now, he sat next to Yunyi and said to Dabao with a smile: "Dabao, the old rule, what do you want to eat, Uncle will send you a plate." ”

Song Ziwen is not interested in the origin of Yunyi, but this old patron who often comes to cheer him will have a little snack, as for what kind of "son" Dabao is Yunyi, there is no need to find out.

In his eyes, although Yun Yi is young, he always feels an unusual bearing. This is not to say that Yun Yi is like a prince in the folk in the novel in Song Ziwen's eyes, but clean.

Clothes may not be expensive, but they are clean. The clothes are not new, they should have been worn for several years, but they are very refreshing.

The eyebrows may not look good, but they are clean. The eyes are very clear, like a deep pool, and when you chuckle, the pool water ripples, ignoring the beggar or the emperor.

This kind of person, even if he doesn't have any identity, gives people the feeling of being different.

In this kind of night market, it is not the kind of person who stands out from the crowd, but it is also the kind of person who can be noticed a little by others at a glance.

Of course, this is not Song Ziwen's idea of approaching Yun Yi, he just thinks that this little guy makes people feel very comfortable and is willing to talk to him.

After a while, the barbecued things were served. Four chicken wings, two corns, a plate of leeks, a dozen lamb skewers, and two bottles of beer.

Song Ziwen chatted with Yun Yi for a while, and when he saw that the barbecue was coming up, he said a slow word, and then left to prepare other things.

Yun Yi can drink, but he doesn't care too much about wine, but what he didn't expect is that Dabao is very good.

He knew that Dabao was no better than today's children, he was sent by "God" to make trouble for himself, and his physique was definitely different, so he did not limit Dabao's hobby of wine, so that he could only drink half a glass of beer at a time.

Dabao is a very special "gift", and he can also feel the special of Dabao, but it is not very clear what is so special.

After a while, the night market gradually became lively, and the people of the nearby food stalls also increased, and the place slowly became noisy. Yun Yi is a "fugitive" person, even if Cheng Lao helps him hide his identity information, he is still very alert, no matter where he eats, he will always face the door or sit at the table next to him.

He nibbled on corn and casually looked at the diners who came here one after another, no different from usual, it should be a normal crowd of diners, but in his heart, he inexplicably felt uneasy.

Dabao is a carnivore, and after drinking half a glass of beer, killing two chicken wings, and eating four or five lamb skewers, he was stretching out his fat hand to get another chicken wing, when he heard a sharp and miserable sound.

Yun Yi turned his head to look behind him, and saw five young people about fourteen or fifteen years old on the table over there, all with studs on their ears, and their hair dyed yellow or red, or with hair that was about to be draped.

They sat in a circle at a table, kicking their feet downward, and with each movement of them, several mournful cries came from under the table, accompanied by their malicious expressions.

Yun Yi saw that there was a dog under the table that didn't know how to sneak in, and the dog rushed left and right under the table, and was always stopped by them and couldn't run out, so he could only bark under the constant attacks of the young people below.

At this time, there were already several tables of diners in the stalls, all looking at those young people, with either unbearable or angry eyes in their eyes, but after all, it had nothing to do with them, so no one spoke out to persuade them.

Perhaps sensing the eyes of others, the young men swept back, slammed the beer bottles on the table, and shouted: "What the hell look, Lao Tzu is not beating you Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu warns you, don't TM TM is okay to cause trouble." ”