Rebirth-First Class Magician

Lyle froze all over, retracted his raised hand tremblingly, and stammered, "Actually, such a child's baby shouldn't..."

Asa withdrew his gaze, and looked at Lyle calmly with lake-blue pupils, "No, you reminded me. I don't plan to adopt him now, and I don't want to leave an uncertain factor with me." He picked up the wrapped baby Handed the bath towel to Lyle, "Give him to the orphanage tomorrow."

Lyle and Dean may not know that Asa has automatically assumed the role of Mu Yuan.

Since he is very likely to be this magician named Mu Yuan, how could a person make the same mistake twice?

"Yeah?" The baby who was being held turned his back to Asa, and uttered a single syllable in an innocent tone, but his eyes stared at Lyall coldly, "If I am thrown into the orphanage by Asa, you Get ready to pack it back to your cousin Seaman, who says his batcage has been empty for decades."

Lyle was startled, sweating all over his body, shaking his tongue and said, "Oh! Sir, look at the purity of this child's eyes." After finishing speaking, he carefully glanced at the cold and emotionless pupils in front of him, and silently turned his head away. , said calmly, "As long as you give him more guidance and tell him that you are his father, then he will never leave you." As he spoke, he pushed Dean and motioned for him to help.

Dean, who was sitting on the side, was taken aback, and chimed in, "When Mu Yuan picked up Berg, the kid was already 15 years old. A soul soaked in the dark world can't cleanse his soul even if he returns to the ground. But this child is different, as long as there is more guidance on a blank sheet of paper, it will not be stained black."

Upon hearing Dean's words, Lyle stepped forward and threw himself on Asa's knee, "Sir, the environment in the orphanage is so bad that you didn't build it. Since you picked him up, you shouldn't send him there again. I always thought you were a responsible person."

Dean also almost guessed what Lyle meant, rubbing his chin to figure out the reason for his sudden change of attitude, thinking of the cold eyes he saw a few hours ago, Dean's body trembled.

Asa rested his head on the back of the sofa, looked coldly at the crying expression of Lyle lying on his lap, raised his eyebrows, and took the child back.

Although I don't know why Lyle's attitude changed so quickly, I have to admit that he is right.

A bucket of dirty water can never be clean, but a bucket of clean water, as long as no messy things are poured into it, it should not be dirty, right?

What does a kid who can stuff body shampoo into his mouth know?

Many years later, Asa came to a conclusion after suffering a loss. Before thinking about whether the bucket of water might be stained black, he must first check whether the bucket of water was clean at the beginning!

"Let's do this today, Mr. Dean, thank you for your help." Asa sorted out the photos on the coffee table, put them in the information bag and handed them to Dean, "Then I will leave the investigation of other performance accidents to you .”

"I'm willing to help you, sir." Dean took the information bag, picked up the briefcase and stood up, "It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first."

Lyle suddenly straightened up and walked to Dean, his whole body was extremely excited, "I'll go with you!"

Dean glanced back at him with his briefcase in his hands, "Okay, but you have to return the money you borrowed from me at the casino at night first."

"..."

"Casino? Didn't you say you met Dean in the performance hall?" Asa had just picked up the child, squinting dangerously at Lyle and asked.

"Oh, I think I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to bed first, good night everyone." After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back.

Dean glanced at Lyle, who was fleeing quickly, and said to Asa, "Then I'll take my leave too—"

Asa and the baby were the only two left in the living room. They bent down to pick up the stack of accident photos from the coffee table, and Asa carried the baby back to his room.

The room was very quiet, he didn't turn on the light, Asa leaned on the bed and looked out the window at the dark night.His fingers lay motionless on the bed, because a limp little hand held his middle finger tightly.

Asa glanced back at the pinched place. Is this a sign of insecurity?

Because I was afraid of being discarded again, I held onto myself tightly.

"I'll call you Gal from now on, stranger, Gal." Asa said softly, looking at the night.

The baby, whose eyes had been closed all the time, tightened his finger strength, and the corners of his lips buried under the quilt were slightly raised.

The soft and elegant piano sound slowly overflowed from the coffee shop. Asa walked in and looked around, then walked straight to a window.

"Oh, Mr. Asa, you are really a punctual person." A middle-aged lady in a suit by the window waved to Asa who was walking towards her.

Asa sat down opposite him, "Ms. Alice, you came early too."

Alice called the waiter to order coffee, then turned to Asa and asked, "What do you need?"

"Black coffee is fine." Asa glanced at the menu and said to the waiter.

"Oh sir, you look more charming during the day than at night. If you go to perform magic, then everyone must be watching you instead of magic." Alice stirred the coffee and teased Asa.

Asa just chuckled lightly and didn't say anything.Instead, he put his hand directly above the teacup, dark power surged in his body, and the palm formed a not-so-strong suction force, and the transparent prism-shaped cup was suspended from the dark red tablecloth soundlessly.

"God! My God!" Alice dropped the spoon in her hand, and shook her hand under the cup a few times, "Oh my God, how did you do it?" Alice looked around a few times, " How did you do it, Asa? I even chose this one! This is incredible!"

Asa picked up the cup with the other hand, "So now do you still think that magic is more attractive than my appearance?" He knew that what Alice said just now wanted to probe his bottom, and asked him around Does Magic have the appeal of his appearance.

"Oh, let's not talk about this, can you tell me how to do it? Oh, this is incredible!" Alice took the cup in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

Asa looked at the woman in front of him and said flatly, "Maybe I sold my soul to the devil."

Alice was taken aback, looked up at him, and laughed, "Asa, you are really humorous, okay, okay, this is a magician's secret, I shouldn't ask more."

Asa did not continue this topic, "Before talking about signing the contract, can I ask you a question first?"

Alice was taken aback, sat up straight and frowned and asked, "What's the matter? As long as it's not the company's business secrets, I can give you an answer."

"I want to know the relationship between Furyk Company and Wells Company." Asa looked straight into Alice's eyes and said slowly.

Alice's expression also became dignified, obviously she didn't have a good impression of this Wells company, "In fact, our relationship is not good, no, no, no, it's not good, it's very bad. It's also a well-known entertainment company in Hollywood. The company, logically speaking, they all sign magicians, and our company focuses on the big screen, so it has nothing to do with it."

Alice took a sip of coffee, and continued, "But five years ago, after our company sponsored a magician to perform Hagrid's famous performance 'Escape from the Coffin' in Las Vegas, Hagrid began to intentionally or unintentionally To exclude Furyk from us, first poach some big-name stars, and even pay high liquidated damages for them; and later even rob us of our fixed program time on the TV station."

Asa grasped the handle of the sofa and leaned forward, "You mean you funded 'Escape from the Coffin' five years ago?!"