Du He looked at Jiang Ling with a bitter face, and said humbly with a hint of begging for mercy: "A Ling, the performance will begin soon, there is no work, right?"

Jiang Lingzhi frowned arrogantly, and the smile in Xing's eyes were full of smiles, but she shook her head in Du He's expectant gaze and said earnestly: "Ahe, this is where you are. When the performance begins, it is the time for you to show off your skills!"

Seeing that Du He was unbelievable, Jiang Ling took Du He to the door of the performance venue, and there were already people who gathered to watch the performance.

After talking to the audience waiting to enter the venue, Jiang Ling said with a smile as if he had changed someone else: "Mrs. Welcome everyone to see our Liankui class performance! Everyone invites you, and then you will start entering the venue. Everyone gets the tickets and come one by one!"

The audience cooperated for a while and then lined up a loose line and slowly checked the tickets at Jiang Ling. Du He looked at it with a dumbfounded moment. Jiang Ling suddenly stuffed the ticket head in his hand into a pocket and asked without looking back: "Have you learned it?"

"What's wrong with this? Isn't it just a ticket check..." Du He muttered, and suddenly something appeared on his hand. When he looked closely, it turned out to be that pocket.

Jiang Ling was still smiling, her mouth moved slightly, and she lowered her voice and said, "That's it, I'll leave this job to you. The tickets will not match the money in the end. You should know that the tickets are checked, right?"

"But..." He is just a chore. Is it necessary to do so many jobs? It seems that other people's chores can't do so many jobs?

Du He's questions were all held in his stomach, because Jiang Ling had already pushed Du He flexibly to the front position, and he greeted everyone and introduced Du He, saying that he was his family, and he squeezed through many audiences like fish and disappeared behind the scenes of the stage.

Du He looked at Jiang Ling's series of actions that were done in one go in a daze. It was not until two tickets were stuffed in his hand that he suddenly began his ticket inspection career as if he had lost it...

After finally closing the venue, Du Hecai dragged his hoarse voice and two heavy arms backstage. The stage was performing paper-turning money. This was a very popular program. The technique was not difficult. The key point was the word "fast". Du He did not learn it, so he quickly cheered up and watched it with great interest.

On the other side, the magician had already stacked a stack of white papers together, and his fingers quickly twisted, and the most exciting part was about to be unfolded. However, Du He's shoulder was patted again.

Du He was already a little afraid of this, so he subconsciously shook and turned around reluctantly.

As long as Jiang Ling patted her shoulder, Du He would definitely suffer.

Sure enough, Jiang Ling smiled and pointed to the tea plate and fruit plate next to him, and said considerately: "Ahe, it's time to join the scene. Do you still have the strength? Or do you go back first?"

If you don’t sell it, go home. Jiang Ling insisted on giving the simple and rough words that were usually gentle and skillful.

Du and Yu Guang looked at the headmaster Jiang who was chatting and laughing with a few gentlemen in front of the stands, and couldn't help but whisper an authentic English local curse, showing the unfairness in his chest.

But in the end, Du He still carried a box and started selling refreshments among the crowded rows of audiences.

Tea is free, anyway, just a little tea leaves can be used to make a large pot.

Fruit and desserts are different. You can get a plate of sweet, glutinous and delicious osmanthus cakes for a dime, and a pot of Biluochun, as well as crab shell yellow, spring rolls, tiaotou cakes, etc. The pastries you bought before are both salty and sweet. They are classic pastries summarized by Lian Kuiban for many years.

Du He used to not eat these things. They have a chef who eats and cooks them right away. No matter how delicious it is, it is several levels better than the ones made in this kind of pastry shop.

However, Du He was so nervous about his appetite abroad that he was not so particular after returning to China. He suffered for several days now. Seeing the fragrant dessert fruits in the box, he couldn't help swallowing.

The place where you give snacks, and the other side also has to control your stomach to not let out a cry. Du He has only a lot of money and can't be busy at all. He has to wait for a while and when he goes backstage, the magic has already finished performing, and he has changed into a performance of ink turning into fish. Du He knows this technique and is very boring to watch. He sits there and watches blankly, better than nothing.

Jiang Ling seemed to have no need to perform today, but stared at Du He specifically. Seeing that Du He had free time, his eyes rolled and looked outside.

Seeing that Jiang Zhongye was still chatting with the gentry, Jiang Ling grinned, then sternly held her face, and sat quietly opposite Du He.

"Ahe, do you want to learn something great?"

Jiang Ling said quietly.

Du He was still in a state of consciousness just now, but was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Jiang Ling suspiciously, not knowing whether he should believe her words.

Jiang Ling seemed to regret it. Seeing Du He hesitating, he got up and left, and said relaxedly: "No more if you don't learn, my father, who has been secretly spreading me, will still have to eat the lead."

Du He immediately became anxious. If Uncle Jiang could ask him personally, it must be a big magic trick. How could he not learn this?

"Slow down! A Ling... A Ling, I'll learn!"

Du He took advantage of Jiang Ling's journey before he could walk away, and hurriedly chased after him. He said good things clumsyly for a long time before he let Jiang Ling say something.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Ling whispered: "You can teach you, but you can't tell others, can you answer me?"

"It should be like this, of course." Du He also had a little hot face.

He still didn't think it was very particular about learning magic on his back, but he also realized these days that Jiang Zhongye did not want to teach him, but instead let Jiang Ling do it. At this time, if he didn't ask for help from Jiang Ling, how could Du He learn?

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was placed in front of Du He. Even if he subconsciously felt something was wrong, he would automatically ignore it, thinking about Jiang Ling's teachings.

Jiang Ling raised the corner of his mouth, smiled playfully, and led Du He into the prop room and came to a huge iron box.

"Do you know what this box is for?" Jiang Ling stood on tiptoe and looked inside. Seeing that there was water inside, he retreated to Du He with satisfaction.

Du He spoke excitedly: "Escape from the water!"

His father Du Zhongheng was very good at this time. His various thrilling escape techniques made the spectators forget their breathing and they could win a lot of prizes every time. Du He has been influenced by his childhood, so what else do you don’t know?

Jiang Ling pointed to the water tank with a sensible expression on his face and said, "This is the water that has just been poured in. Although it is operated properly and there is no danger, there is one skill that magicians must practice. Do you know what it is?"

Du He shook his head confused and asked tentatively: "Lock unlocking technique?"

"Mire! Damn!" Jiang Ling showed off the words she heard from her father, shaking her head and showing off, "This underwater escape technique is completed in the water. Although it only takes a dozen breaths to untie the chain, it is unexpected. What magicians have to learn is to hold back!"

Du He took a breath of air conditioning and instantly understood what Jiang Ling meant.

It turns out that even the Ninety-Nine Passes avoided the issue, but were waiting for him here?
Chapter completed!