Jiang Zhongye was not surprised or even relieved.

Although Jiang Zhongye supported Lian Kuiban in the years after Du’s father left, he had been feeling lonely for more than ten years.

When Du Zhongheng was there, Jiang Zhongye and Du Zhongheng managed Liankui class together. One was creative and the other was well-managed. It is no exaggeration to say that Liankui class was one of the best teams in Shanghai back then, and it was very popular.

But now, without Du Zhongheng's new development, even Kuiban has become a second-rate player and has not made a big hit for a long time. The glory of the past is even more slim. Even the current situation of maintaining success is the result of Jiang Zhongye's efforts and hard work.

To be honest, Jiang Zhongye wanted to cultivate an heir. Jiang Ling was too reckless and reckless. Although his kung fu foundation was solid, he was not suitable to be a helmman. Others in the team were either too cunning or too honest and dull. Jiang Zhongye did not want to hand over the team he brought out with one hand to outsiders, so this matter was put on hold.

Du He is actually the most suitable candidate. The son of the old headmaster and the nephew of the new headmaster are all considered to be older since childhood. The most important thing is that he is still very talented. It is fake that Jiang Zhongye said he is not moved.

But thinking of Du's mother's anxious words and earnest advice in her letter, Jiang Zhongye shook his head secretly and gave up his thoughts.

Du He has always kept a bowing posture, just to let Jiang Zhongye see his determination.

But Jiang Zhongye did not go to help Du He up, but said lightly: "What are you talking about? The team is complicated and complicated, there is nothing fun. It's not the place you go, or it's serious to go out with A Ling. Didn't A Ling say that there are new movies in Hongkou Cinema now?"

Jiang Ling suddenly felt energetic, rushed to Jiang Zhongye, and blurted out excitedly: "It's "The Woman of the Wild River"! I've wanted to watch it for a long time! Daddy, you are so nice!"

Du He was not interested in watching those movies. He had seen all the worlds he deserved to see in the UK, so he was not fooled by the statement that Jiang Zhongye used to coax him.

The young Du He hadn't noticed that Jiang Zhongye's attitude was blurry. He only thought that Jiang Zhongye didn't believe his determination. He slowly straightened up, took two steps back, and suddenly spoke: "Uncle thought I was joking, so I'll prove it to show my uncle whether I can eat this bowl of rice!"

Although Jiang Zhongye and Jiang Ling were having fun discussing the tour route, Yu Guang kept paying attention to Du He. Seeing Du He's resolute expression appearing on his face, Jiang Zhongye knew it was broken.

This kid is so angry that he is like his father. He becomes more and more stubborn as he fights, but instead has a counterproductive effect, making him want to stay even more!

Jiang Zhongye was very regretful, but Jiang Ling was interrupted by Du He and had finally gotten a game plan. He pouted unhappily and looked disbelief: "Ahe, you haven't even practiced basic skills, and you're proving it? Don't make trouble and discuss how to play tomorrow is serious."

"No! I want to be a magician. If you want to play, I want to stay in the class, learn magic, and perform on stage!" Du He made a fuss and flatly rejected Jiang Ling, making up his mind to let Jiang Zhongye see his methods.

Although he has been studying magic abroad, he has not taught him much without a serious master. After thinking about it, he only counts one of them. He recalls the details in his mind. Du He took a deep breath and picked up the tea cup he had just drunk from the table.

Du He drank the water from the cup in one sip, showed it to the two of them, took out a handkerchief from his pocket with a little nervousness, shook it for them, and said, "You two are optimistic, the cup is made of local materials, and the handkerchief I just bought from the train station. They are all genuine and have no mechanisms."

Jiang Ling's eyes were sharp, and he saw Du He's movements, and nodded casually, "What's next? Are you going to turn into a pigeon or a rabbit?"

Jiang Ling was a big shot in the magic team, and his vision had long been improved. He didn't like his casual wrists at all, so he directly broke into Du He and became a living creature.

Du He shook his head awkwardly and explained: "I'm not going to turn something out..."

He cleverly lifted his hand and covered the veil on the cup. Du He grabbed the mouth of the cup through the veil and walked towards Jiang Ling. He smiled confidently, let go of his hand, and lifted the veil, but the cup disappeared out of thin air.

This move was very clever, and Du He was confident that he did not see his own tricks, so after the performance, Du He nodded with satisfaction, looked at Jiang Zhongye and said, "Uncle Jiang, how do you think of my move?"

Jiang Zhongye looked at Du He strangely, pondered for a moment before speaking: "Nephew, where did you learn this skill? Is it famous?"

When Du He was asked about itchy, he was not as taciturn as he was at the beginning. He said enthusiastically: "Uncle Jiang, this was learned by the same foreign magician when I was in the UK. He was a very famous master in that city, but he refused to teach me anything else. He only learned this little trick. When the name was translated, it was called the disappearing cup."

Du He enthusiastically talked about the process of seeking advice from his father and daughter. Jiang Zhongye’s first feeling was not that he felt that this boy was stupid, but that Du He was really persevering and did not give up any opportunity to learn skills. He even had such a small trick and could still be fucked with others for a month.

What a pity.

Jiang Zhongye didn't know how many times he regretted Du He, and was unable to stay in Liankuiban, it was his loss.

But after being entrusted by someone, Jiang Zhongye made up his mind to let Du He go home. He didn't approve of it when he heard this. Instead, he smiled contemptuously and said, "Nephew, I've been a uncle today."

Didn't hear that it was a slander. After hesitating for a moment, Du He still put forward his own idea, "Uncle Jiang, can I go on stage to perform with this trick?"

"Puchi!" Jiang Ling looked around for a long time, and couldn't help but hear this. She sat on the chair and smiled and knocked her fingers down. She exposes Du He's yearning without any pity: "Ahe, you are so stupid. Didn't you hear my father saying something slander? You, you three-legged cat, still want to go on stage? You are still a prop!"

Du He was hit mercilessly and couldn't hold back, and argued red-facedly: "Why can't it? Could it be that you can do this?"

Jiang Ling closed his smile, stood up with a smile, walked to Du He, and suddenly quickly held hands, swept over Du He's clothes like flowers. When he came back, there was a teacup on his hand.

"Ahe, why did your cheap master call me? In Liankui class, this is just a beginner of a child. Do you think I can do it? Isn't it just a flying cup? Isn't it necessary? Is it necessary to find out your iron ring?"
Chapter completed!