Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh accidental mishap
Yang Huang looked at the old man in front of him. It seemed that his temper was not very good, but now that he was living under someone else's roof, there was nothing he could do.
"Boy, you stay here and clean the place with them."
"Then when can I learn magic?"
Yang Huang looked up at Mr. Feng.
"It's just a new job and you're not doing anything, it's like you have to learn something, just wait."
Mr. Feng said angrily and left.
Yang Huang was left standing alone in the middle.
People nearby swarmed around to comfort Yang Huang.
"It's okay, buddy, you'll get used to it over time. We were also trained here. It's not easy to beg for help."
The people watching nearby all answered yes, yes.
"By the way, young man, I saw Mr. Feng personally showing you around. Are you a relative of Mr. Feng?"
No one else has ever received this kind of treatment.
"No, I saw it by chance, so I came in to apply for the job."
As he spoke, Yang Huang picked up the broom next to him and swept the floor.
The remaining group of people were still discussing where they were.
Yang Huang muttered, these people are really gossips.
Mr. Feng called Yang Huang into the magic changing room.
"Yang Huang, I'm going to perform a special magic performance tonight. You come and prepare things for me. From now on, you will prepare all these things."
Yang Huang said oh.
Mr. Feng sat on a chair and directed Yang Huang. Yang Huang brought the things to the table and Mr. Feng started to dress up.
"Tonight is my one-man show. As for you, stay here and study hard."
Mr. Feng said to Yang Huang behind him while dressing up.
Arrived.
As soon as the performance time came, Mr. Feng walked to the stage. After briefly introducing himself, the audience in the auditorium cheered.
In the evening, Yang Huang stood backstage and looked at the auditorium on the two floors, and then at the reception hall of nearly a thousand square meters, and couldn't help but sigh.
"I didn't expect this old man to be quite awesome. The audience was so enthusiastic even before he performed anything.
It was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night when Mr. Feng was ready to take the curtain call after performing one by one on the stage.
In the end, the audience left without feeling satisfied.
Even Yang Huang, who knew magic, looked incredulous.
Yang Huang saw Mr. Feng coming down from the stage and greeted him.
"Did you see my magic show today? Study hard in the future."
Mr. Feng said meaningfully.
"I have the habit of eating late-night snacks at night. From now on, you must prepare late-night snacks every time I come off the stage."
Mr. Feng said to Yang Huang.
Yang Huang went to the back kitchen and looked at the empty kitchen. He had no choice but to try his magic power again to see if he could change it. The result was that it actually happened, which made Yang Huang overjoyed.
Yang Huang returned to Mr. Feng's room with the food. At this time, Mr. Feng was sitting on the bed drinking tea with a look of enjoyment.
Seeing Yang Huang walking in with a midnight snack, Mr. Feng moved his place and motioned for Yang Huang to sit down.
"Yang Huang, you also saw it today. Starting from tomorrow, I will teach you magic. It seems that you have a good foundation. From now on, it will be you."
"What is it about me?"
Yang Huang asked with a confused look on his face.
Mr. Feng looked at Yang Huang and said: "As for me, I have no children, and my skills cannot be wasted, so as long as you study hard, if you really have the talent, you will take over the gym.
Yang Huang opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe what the crooked old man in front of him said.
That night Mr. Feng and Yang Huang sat on the bed and talked a lot.
The next morning, Mr. Feng handed Yang Huang many magic tricks as he said last night. In addition, Yang Huang himself knew magic, so Mr. Feng was very satisfied.
Yang Huang sat in his small room every day to practice the lost mana and magic.
A few months later, Yang Huang ushered in the most important performance in his life. Even though there were only Erbai in the hall, many audience members were still angry at Mr. Feng, but Yang Huang was very pleased. This was also a good thing for him.
Chance.
At the end of the performance, the magic power suddenly failed, which made Yang Huang very embarrassed on the stage.
Mr. Feng in the audience calmly directed Yang Huang to complete the magic trick in a low voice, but fortunately, in the end, the audience did not see any flaws, and the magic was successfully completed.
After all the audience had left, people from the gym came forward to congratulate Yang Huang.
"Yang Huang, you are really good at it. You have already mastered magic so well after just a few days here. No wonder Mr. Feng values you so much."
Everyone said one sentence to another.
Yang Huang was called into the room by Mr. Feng.
"Yang Huang, your performance today was pretty good. You are worthy of being my valued disciple. However, in the end you almost wore me. You should practice hard."
Although Yang Huang and Feng Lao were still very happy in their hearts, after all, such a disciple is rare.
Yang Huang returned to the room with a tired body and fell on the bed before he could take off his clothes.
"It's really tiring to do magic. You have to face emergencies at any time."
It seems that I still have to practice my magic.
Yang Huang stood up and clasped his hands together. The ring on his finger began to glow with green light little by little, collecting energy.
The silent room was suddenly broken by a knock on the door.
"Who? Come in."
When I opened the door, I saw someone walking in with food from afar.
"Here, let's eat quickly. We haven't eaten yet after the performance."
Looking at the food, Yang Huang remembered that he had been preparing for the performance for a day and a half and hadn't eaten yet.
Yang Huang picked up the food and ate it in big gulps.
"Yang Huang, you are really amazing. You have learned the basics of magic in just a few days. No wonder the master values you so much."
Yang Huang looked at Yuanyuan and touched his head in embarrassment.
"No way, haha."
After finishing the meal, he took the things out far away. Before leaving, he smiled at Yang Huang, which suddenly made Yang Huang's cold heart feel warm.
When I woke up early in the morning, I heard someone shouting outside.
Yang Huang put on his pajamas and opened the door to see what was happening outside.
Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, the ground was covered with water. Seeing that the place where Mr. Feng lived not far away was on fire, Yang Huang hurriedly ran out before he could put on his shoes.
Yang Huang picked up a bucket and poured it on the fire, but the fire seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
Yang Huang looked at the people next to him and walked to the corner in a hurry.
"God Ring, it's up to you now, help me."
Yang Huang muttered: "All gods in the world return to fire, and all spirits in the world return to water. Water and fire are all in harmony, and all things are harmonious."
After saying this, he pointed to the fire.
The fire seemed to be much smaller, Yang Huang muttered happily, and soon the fire was extinguished.
Yang Huang looked at the ring in his hand, but he didn't expect that the green light lit up again, and then was sucked into the ring.
When Mr. Feng went out and came back, he was shocked to see the hall full of water.
"What...what's going on?"
He explained from a distance: "Mr. Feng, when I came out early in the morning, I saw a fire outside your room. I quickly asked someone to put it out. Fortunately, you were not in the room, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.