Chapter 185

"It's about your future. You really should be more careful when making decisions."

Hearing what Gray said, Becky felt a little different, because some boys who pursued her said the same before. The meaning was nothing more than telling her that there would be no shop after passing through the village. We should seize the opportunity.

Why is he the same?

But then gray continued, "but it doesn't matter. Gold always shines. Your voice is very suitable for broadcasting. Even if you don't have this opportunity, there will be a lot of opportunities in the future."

The tone is very sincere. Anyone who hears this will be encouraged and feel that this is the case. This man is really helping me.

Becky is the same. She is deeply ashamed of her doubts. How can she doubt that someone who really helps her has other thoughts?

It shouldn't be.

"I see. Thank you."

Although she had made up her mind to promise now, she could not promise now. She had to wait a little longer to prove that she had considered it carefully rather than pretending to be reserved.

Gray nodded. "You're welcome."

"By the way, who was that uncle just now? You and David seem to know him very well?"

A few words without nutrition, Becky turned the topic to David and the uncle. She thought maybe it could shorten the distance and get familiar with each other quickly.

Gray thought for two seconds and said, "are you our mentor?"

After thinking about it, he added: "it should be regarded as David's mentor. Although I also call him a teacher, in fact, both of them know that they only trade with each other. I don't really treat him as an elder like a teacher, and he is not sure to treat him as a student."

"What a strange relationship, but it makes sense that the student and the teacher are trading. You pay him and he teaches you knowledge." Becky nodded and said that if you really understand it in the way of businessmen, it's really OK. It's just a little too tacky. You only talk about interests, not feelings.

"Is he your tutor? What does he teach you?"

After understanding their relationship, Becky asked curiously, what can make these two people go to find an ordinary and sloppy uncle to study together?

"This... Gray hesitated a little and felt that it was no big deal to tell her. Anyway, basadze and maxim didn't shoot once or twice in front of ordinary people. There's nothing to say.

He was about to speak, and Becky spoke before him.

"Can't you say? Forget it. " Becky waved her hand. She thought it was just a simple question. Unexpectedly, she really asked sensitive things.

"No, I'm thinking about how to say it to you. I'm organizing the language." Gray smiled, looked wary, opened his mouth around, and then leaned close to her ear. "Bazadze is a powerful magician. We are learning magic from him."

The hot air blowing out when talking made Becky's ears a little itchy, but when she heard the content of the words, Becky's face was not so eager, but faintly replied, "Oh!"

Obviously, she thought Gray was lying to her and even teasing her.

"Why, don't you believe it?" What gray wanted was her unbelieving attitude. He stretched out his hand in front of her and kept his palm still. A bottle of water appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Becky swore that she had been looking at Gray's hand when he put it out, and finally felt that she was absolutely not attracted by anything else, but the bottle of water appeared in his hand as if it had appeared out of thin air.

Becky subconsciously took the water bottle and checked it. She found that it was really a bottle of water, not a prop.

"If you don't believe it, you can have a drink." Gray smiled.

Becky didn't drink it, but poured it around with water. She found that a small bubble in it would also run full of the bottle. She made sure it was real water, and then squeezed it hard and tried to bend it.

"What a magical magic. How did you do it?" She has seen other magic tricks. Although she has not experienced them in person, she knows that many magic tricks are actually borrowed props and quick techniques.

But she believed that Gray's bottle of water could not be hidden. After all, the water bottle was so big and full of water. The weight would not be fake. There was no way to suddenly pop it into her hand with something.

"You think it's magic. In fact, it's magic."

"Such magic can really be called magic." Becky smiled again. She felt that gray just said that magic was just a boast of this magical magic, not a lie to her.

"It's really magic." Gray knew that ordinary people were not so easy to believe. "Come on, you grab my wrist."

Becky knew he had to demonstrate magic, and then convinced herself that it was magic. She also wanted to continue to experience the magic magic that could be seen on the stage, so she reached out and grabbed his wrist, and put the water on his open palm.

"You see those magic, the audience and the magician have no physical contact?"

Becky nodded and looked at him suspiciously.

"Those magicians usually use props or confusing actions to achieve the effect of magic. Now if you hold me like this, can I still use props or actions?"

"I don't know." Becky said bluntly that every time your magician performs magic, it seems that he is really like performing magic. What he thinks is impossible can be done.

"Well, I can't use magic by holding this hand." Gray walked up to her and stood face to face with her, holding her hand.

Becky nodded noncommittally. The meaning in her eyes was: who knows if you have any other way?

"Watch it." Gray reminded that two seconds later, the water bottle in his hand disappeared instantly, and there was no shadow of rapid movement. He didn't move either manually.

"How did this happen?" Becky couldn't figure it out. Without any action, could she drive some mechanism to take the water bottle away, or was it really magic?

It's impossible. Becky shook her head hard. How can there be such an unscientific thing as magic in this world? Believe in science.

Scientists have long proved that magic does not exist. Those strange legends are just some phenomena or coincidences in ancient times, which are exaggerated and deified by later generations. The world is materialistic.

"It seems that you still don't believe it. I really can't help it." Gray sighed helplessly. How can no one believe his majesty Tangtang's words? No, I must show you His Majesty's majesty today and let you know his Majesty's power.

He looked around and quickly locked a building.

Pull up Becky's palm and go. The action doesn't seem abrupt at all. Even the parties only feel confused and don't feel offended.

"What... What are you doing?" Walking on the stairs, Becky asked nervously. If she hadn't trusted him, she would have started shouting for help now.

Gray kept walking, pulled her up and said mysteriously, "I'll show you something good."