When he first arrived at Liankui Class, Liankui Class was still the leader of the class, and Jiang was still the second uncle at that time. In order to avoid suspicion, he did not bring any disciples.

Zhang Afa has just started. Although he is a little talented, he is not even able to get these opening magic tricks for the lottery. He can only sit on the backstage floor and cut the performance, stack the color flowers, etc. When he sees the opening scene bringing back a large handful of loose change, he is often envious.

Compared to Du He now, Zhang Afa is more miserable. He is an orphan, with no relatives behind him. After leaving Liankui class, Du He can naturally go home to be his big girl. Zhang Afa's biggest possibility is to be an apprentice in various stores.

Zhang Afa didn't even dare to think about how powerful the exploitation of apprentices was in Shanghai and even Suzhou.

Fortunately... he became the disciple of Master Jiang and the first to accept the eldest disciple. The so-called one-step approaching the sky is just like that.

A glimmer flashed in Zhang Afa's eyes, and he looked at Du He with a little complicated look.

After slowly taking a sip of warm wolfberry water, Zhang Afa smiled and leaned against the wall, lowered his head to Du He and said, "The magic team is not as competitive as the opera troupe. Therefore, there are very few dirty things in opera troupes here. Don't eat before going on stage and drink less water. First, let the disciples feel nervous and know how important the occasion will be in the future. Second, everyone comes from rivers, lakes and seas, and their tastes are naturally different. Some people like to drink boiled water, while others like to drink ice water. Don't drink other people's water randomly. It's just for the sake of safety. These three things..."

Zhang Afa suddenly smiled, "Third come, the little disciples have just started performing on stage. Masters have scared their pants to avoid making a fool of themselves in public, so they let everyone talk less. Haha, I didn't expect that when I first entered the industry, I saw a baby from a troupe, and couldn't help but leave..."

"Puchi!" Du He couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and the seriousness on his face went away a lot.

Zhang Afa touched Du He's head and said gently: "That's right. Young people don't have so much sorrow, how good is it to be happy."

Du He lowered his head embarrassedly and whispered: "Senior Brother, I'm not worried, I'm just anxious."

"A Ling puts pressure on you?"

Zhang Afa simply sat with Du He and held Du He's arm intimately. The two were not much older, but Zhang Afa looked old and looked like a pair of uncles and nephews. He was stunned by Jiang Ling who saw this scene, stood up, and a smile appeared on his face.

Du He shook his head.

Zhang Afa paused and suddenly asked, "If you like A Ling, you should work harder and be more self-reliant and wait for opportunities. Don't belittle yourself just because A Ling is better than you for a while. A man is still stretching for a long time..."

Du He coughed, quickly waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Afa's words, and said embarrassedly: "Senior Brother, I really don't have any feelings for that female demon Jiang Ling... It's better to find a wife, be gentle and virtuous. That girl is too tempted and not a good match for me."

Zhang Afa saw Du He's expression and knew it clearly, his smile was much more sincere.

Jiang Ling, who was thinking of coming over to talk to Zhang Afa, stopped again, stomped his feet with anger, suddenly rushed over, raised his hand and picked up Du He's ears.

"What kind of corner are you? You dare to take advantage of your senior brother to be lazy? Haven't you seen how everyone is busy? Go and help!"

As he said that, he pushed Du He forward, staggered, turned black again, and left.

Zhang Afa's ears hurt so much that he couldn't help but persuade him: "A Ling, Ah He is a good child. Don't curb people from hatred, it's not good."

Jiang Ling rubbed his fingers, smiled contemptuously, and said indifferently, "Senior Brother, look at his dull and hated nature. If he could remember my badness three points, he would have gone back to his Suzhou mansion!"

"Evil girl...Evil girl...Look at who will marry you in the future!" Du He angrily returned to his exclusive place - the box cage, sat on the coat box, and punched the coat box twice.

At the beginning, Jiang Ling lied to Du He that people in the team could not sit on the coat box, otherwise they would be disrespectful to their ancestors and would have to take off their pants and beat the board. Du He was so shocked that he squatted over several consecutive performances and never rested all day.

Once, he accidentally saw Jiang Ling sitting in a coat box and asked several senior brothers privately, and then he realized that it was the rules of the opera troupe, which was incompatible with the rules of the magic troupe.

Once someone dislikes him, he will be disgusted everywhere. Two young people who had the opportunity to make friends are so confused that they become more and more disgusted because of some unknown reason. The last sentence makes them feel bored and want to marry each other, and they want to marry each other.

Du He finally calmed down and carefully picked out a prop he had seen and played with. He always felt that he was doing so badly now because he did not become a formal disciple.

If Uncle Jiang could accept him and learn traditional magic, then he believed that with his understanding, he would soon enter the house, which would make his mother happy.

But how can we change the impression that Uncle Jiang has left on him at the beginning and let Uncle Jiang see his potential?

Du He fell into deep contemplation.

Yu Dachun quickly ended his performance and received a lot of bits of rewards. He walked over with a crisp pocket, sat next to Du He with great enthusiasm, and asked casually: "Where is the yellow beam?"

The qualifications in Liankui class are not very outstanding, so Jiang Zhongye gave him a way to open and close together and be brave, which is often called the Colorful Door, such as swallowing swords and spitting fire, but they rely mostly on the exquisiteness of the props themselves and have low requirements for the magician's own level.

This kind of magic is not on the stage in higher-grade performance occasions, but it is a good magic that is well received and popular for ordinary people today, so Zhang Afa arranged for the performance in front of him.

Yu Dachun received a lot of applause and was in a good mood. He handed Du He a piece of snack wrapped in oil paper. Which audience member threw it directly on the stage and was transferred to Du He by Yu Dachun.

Du He shook his head, pushed the snack, and instead asked out his confusion.

"Dachun, is there any way to make a person quickly appreciate and accept it?"

This sentence was completely unfinished, Yu Dachun was confused and answered within his own cognitive scope, "If it was a trick, I wanted everyone to give it a reward, maybe it was because he performed a beautiful water job, such as a big bowl of flying water?"

Du He was shocked when he heard this.
Chapter completed!