A few sparse applause sounded in a private room on the second floor. The sound was not loud, and it seemed very faint in the deafening cheers like thunder, but Du He heard it.

It can be said that all his efforts and preparations were just for these few applauses.

I suffered countless abrasions and sprains since the rehearsal, and I even almost choked on my throat by the blood of the props at one time, but Du He has never been weak.

He knew that Wang Jie was still waiting for this performance, so as long as he could still leave, the magic must be performed as scheduled.

Fortunately, it was done in the end.

Du He smiled at Yang Meixue weakly. Yang Meixue suddenly leaned over and grabbed Du He's hand. The two bowed deeply and walked off the stage at the same time.

The moment he turned around, Du He's feet couldn't help but feel soft.

It hurts so much.

His bones have grown up, and having to bend such a large extent is like a broken bone reconnection. Especially before the sprain has healed, he continues to practice to increase softness and toughness. His waist has been worn and worn. After the performance, he must go to the hospital for repair, otherwise the disease may be left in the future.

Yang Meixue told Du He, but Du He still did not give up. He neither let Yang Meixue replace him and was cut off, nor chose an easier performance form. He gritted his teeth and stood up.

If Yang Meixue didn't support him, he might fall directly on the stage and be sent to an ambulance.

In an unobtrusive corner below the stage, Jiang Ling looked at the figures of the two in confusion, always feeling that the magician was a little familiar to her, but in the end, Jiang Ling cursed indignantly and turned her head home.

Lian Kuiban had already received the news that the Oriental Magic Troupe was going to perform new magic, but Jiang Ling didn't take those seriously. However, in the end, he couldn't resist his curiosity, so Jiang Ling came.

Although angry, Jiang Ling had to admit that their team could not perform this magic now.

The props used are too large, which means that the mechanisms and techniques behind them are more complicated. This requires repeated exploration and a deep understanding of the principles of magic.

Just like the box that was cut in half, Jiang Ling knew with his toes that the knife was fine, so there must be two people in the box, but wherever the other person was hidden, how could he still hide it when he opened the box? Even the speed of the moment when the person was replaced was not done, and Jiang Ling could not do it, and he felt that his skills were so sophisticated.

However, when Jiang Ling thought of this as an Eastern Magic Group, he was still angry, "Such a good magic is cheaper for the Eastern people, and the pearl is secretly thrown into the darkness, bah!"

Even Jiang Ling, an expert who has been abusing the art of savage for more than ten years, thinks it is amazing. Ordinary audiences can be said to be worshipped and regarded as a god. Zhu He's name also appeared on the pages of major newspapers with that mask, either big or small, and the titles are similar. They all say that Zhu Lianfu's successor reappears, and the rising star of Shanghai Magic rose, praising Du He so much that there is nothing in the sky, as if he is an old acquaintance, and even Mixin was created.

Lian Kuiban was shrouded in a dark cloud.

For nothing else, Zhu Lianfu, also known as Jinling Fu, was the founder of Liankui Ban.

The magician of the Japanese Oriental Magic Group has produced a successor to the founder of the Chinese Magic Master. The entire team of the founder was shamed and had no shame to be a human being.

All the newspapers were pressed into the stove to make fire. Everyone was afraid to breathe, and they all hurriedly hurriedly in their territory, for fear of angering Jiang Zhongye, who was furious, and was eaten by the scattered person.

When Du He came back with Nanfeng, Lian Kuiban had such a depressing atmosphere.

While Nanfeng was walking, he whispered to Du He to explain the current situation.

Du Hecai learned that Liankui Ban's situation has been bad recently. It is said that the mainland has been uneasy, and they have been fighting everywhere, and there are also people who are taking advantage of the situation. Some time ago, it seemed that several people were going to assassinate the chairman, which made the superiors feel very dissatisfied with the domestic security environment.

So, the soldiers set out to suppress bandits everywhere, and Jiang Ling could not go to the movies and shopping malls with Commander He. As soon as Commander He left, Lian Kui Ban's business immediately returned to its original situation, and it was even a lot worse, because recently the Oriental Magic Group and several Magic Groups have begun to grab business and have launched new magic, and Lian Kui Ban's business has been deteriorating.

"It is said that Master Jiang's beard has fallen a lot, so he shaved..."

Nanfeng lies carefully in Du He's ear and says, for fear that the headmaster Jiang in the big room would hear him and drive them out.

Du He's eyes rolled, pinched a few tickets in his pocket, and suddenly whispered to Nanfeng: "Today's team is not suitable for celebrating. Brother, let's take you to the restaurant. Let's eat the most authentic squirrel mandarin fish?"

"Scared, just eat a bowl of red noodle soup!" Nanfeng was startled. Squirrel mandarin fish, which was a dish that his own brother who collected debts often hangs in his mouth. If anyone was not convinced, Jiutong said proudly: "Even squirrel mandarin fish doesn't know who puts his head on the other side, what are you talking about?"

For the south wind, squirrels and mandarin fish are too far away. The hot and fragrant red noodle soup is the treatment for the New Year.

Du He rubbed Nanfeng's head, "Then let's burst fish noodles with red oil! Add two soup buns!"

Nan Feng nodded excitedly, and the brother and sister tiptoed out just like when they came back.

When Yu Dachun came out to get up at night, he saw him. He shook his head occasionally and helped them cover the door.

The red oil fried fish noodles are made of fried juices from various parts of the green fish. The soup tastes very sweet. With the hot soup and fresh fish meat, a bowl of noodles came down and the inside and outside. The brother and sister were extremely satisfied with eating it. They both had sweat on their foreheads, and the cold air in the dark sky was also eliminated.

When he walked to the door, Du He patted Nanfeng on the shoulder. Nanfeng was holding the soup dumpling and sucking carefully. He turned around in surprise when he heard the sound.

"My brother's things have fallen in that store. You go in first. I'll get it back when I go back. Don't wait for me, just go to bed when I'm sleepy." Du He also gave Nanfeng the soup buns in his hand, and helped her open the door, then wrapped her clothes tightly and walked towards the place.

Nanfeng looked out against the door for a while, and until he couldn't see Du He's back, he returned to the room with great worries.

The things Ah He brother has on him are nothing except those few tickets.

Nanfeng was a little worried, but she also knew that she was just causing trouble when she went there.

After pursing his lips, Nan Feng silently returned to the room.

After a turn, Du He quickly stopped his feet. Two young men in black cloth gowns were leaning against the corner of the wall, looking at the direction Du He came over.

Seeing Du He appear, the two of them nodded without saying a word, and walked in one direction.

The performance was successful, no matter what, Wang Jie should have an explanation.

Du He kept a lot of thought out all day, and sure enough, when he came back in the evening, he met a person who had been following the King of Gangs.

Here comes.
Chapter completed!