243, Faust
What the devil didn't expect was that this was just the beginning.
There were many people at the show tonight, and the huge theater was packed. It was said that the tickets were sold at sky-high prices.
Of course, the devil didn't need to buy a ticket. After the lights dimmed, he walked out of the shadows, his eyes fixed on the stage in the distance.
Although the magician told him to stay in the hotel and not make trouble after leaving today.
But will the devil listen? Obviously not. The only one who was worried was Zong Jiu, who was afraid that this hell devil would be released to cause trouble to the world.
There were many people in the theater, and whispers filled the entire theater.
"I didn't expect Mr. Zong's hand to recover. I thought he would say goodbye to the stage forever after reading the reports. I didn't expect a miracle to happen now."
"Yes, I'm so happy to see Mr. Zong on stage again. I really like him."
"I hope there are no problems. I also hope that today's performance will go smoothly. Come on, Mr. Zong!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
On the stage, the white-haired magician showed a skilled smile, the magic wand in his hand jumped and danced, and the cards were suspended between his slender legs, looking like they would never fall.
The lights fell from a high place, dyeing his hair with a touch of warm color, making him shine even more, dazzling, like a luminous body with its own light source, so beautiful that it was unbelievable.
The eyes of everyone present were focused on him, and with every unexpected move of his, there were bursts of exclamations and thunderous applause. Some people even screamed "husband" with red faces and reached out to catch the cards scattered by the magician on the stage.
The devil was in a very bad mood.
He hated the magician being stared at like this, as if his own things were coveted by others, and he was furious.
These people were ordinary souls in the eyes of the devil, and they were not worth a second look in the crowd. The devil only needed to see the vulgarity hidden under their skin.
The magician always paid attention to these ants and put his eyes on unnecessary people.
In contrast, Zong Jiu was in a good mood today.
I don't know why, although it was only a month, he always felt as if he had been away from this stage for a long time, so long that it seemed like a lifetime ago.
But although he was in a good mood, he didn't have the same excitement as when he stood on the stage in the past.
It was really strange. Obviously, performing has always been his favorite thing. Why did he have such an illusion?
It was as if... compared with another more exciting thing, this performance was nothing special.
"Thank you for watching."
After the performance, he saluted to the bottom of the stage. Amid the cheers and hat-taking of the audience, the red curtains hanging on both sides of the theater slowly began to fall.
When he looked up, he saw the devil leaning against the corner, blending into the shadows, with a bad face.
It's strange to say that there were so many people in the audience, but Zong Jiu's eyes would unconsciously focus on the other person as long as he glanced over.
If he is a light source, then the devil is a black hole. At a glance, he is the most out of place.
Zong Jiu: "..."
I knew this guy wouldn't be so honest, and he followed me.
As soon as the show was over, the magician gave him a warning look and slowly walked backstage.
Zong Jiu sincerely hoped that the devil would not make trouble.
This performance was more important, because it was the first one after the resumption of work, and many news media and industry insiders were watching this performance, so Zong Jiu had specially arranged some showmanship, and even brought a set of card tricks that no one had cracked so far to the stage, pushing the atmosphere to the highest point.
I think after this performance, the whole magic circle will be shaken again.
Of course, at the same time, after the performance, Zong Jiu had to go to the banquet hall upstairs in the theater to attend a small press conference. After the press conference, he also needed to greet the sponsors.
"Brother Jiu, the media is already waiting."
The agent hurriedly came up and handed over the coat in his hand.
Zong Jiu put on his windbreaker and hurried upstairs from the special passage backstage.
There were many representatives of sponsors behind this show to judge, and the media had been waiting for a long time, waiting upstairs.
Almost as soon as the white-haired magician walked in, the flash lights and microphones followed him and squeezed in front of him.
"Mr. Zong, what happened to your hands? Some relevant people have revealed a few days ago that your hands are unlikely to recover. Are they completely healed now?"
"Mr. Zong, is the mysterious magic that no one has cracked in the past hundred years that you performed on the stage just now?"
"Sir..."
The agent separated the media and reporters, "Sorry, please ask one by one."
However, no matter how many people there are in the team, they can't stop the enthusiasm of these people.
However, the next second, the impatient Zong Jiu threw out a few cards and nailed them in front of them.
Looking at the cards that were immersed in the wooden floor, the whole small conference room fell into silence.
The agent wiped his sweat quickly: "Ahahaha, this is a magic trick, a small magic trick."
Not only the media, but even Zong Jiu stared at the cards on the ground for a while.
He clearly knew that this was not a magic trick. Instead, the cards were nailed into the wooden floor with just wrist strength.
But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Zong Jiu is sure that he has never been interested in throwing cards casually before.
And... just at that moment, countless blurred pictures seemed to flash through his mind.
There was a picture of him throwing cards coldly and cutting off the black-haired demon's hair, but the other party pressed him against the door panel and stuffed a black room card. There were also countless cards scattered, and he bit one of them and raised his eyes provocatively. And him...
Scenes flashed back like a revolving lantern, but when Zong Jiu wanted to go forward to see more clearly, these images disappeared suddenly, hidden in the depths of his mind, and he couldn't find them at all. Instead, his head began to ache like a needle, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
What on earth are these...If they happened in the past, why doesn't he have any memory of them? But if they didn't happen in the past, why does he feel so familiar? So familiar that it makes him dizzy?
"Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu?"
The voice of his agent brought him back to his senses, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to take a break?"
Zong Jiu raised his hand to show that he was fine. He waited until the fragmented images in the depths of his head disappeared before he raised his eyes again.
"Let's get started."
He said to the dark camera in front of him.
......
Next was a meeting with the sponsor.
Although Zong Jiu hated socializing, people living in this world, no matter how much they hated any kind of social relationship, could not avoid dealing with people of the same kind, even if they were hypocritical.
Perhaps because they saw that his face was indeed not good, the sponsor also expressed enough concern.
There is no doubt that the commercial value of Zong Jiu was enough for them to treat him with courtesy. So after discussion, the sponsors decided to postpone the tour indefinitely and make a decision after two months of rest.
There are two reasons for this. One is that all the doctors who consulted Zong Jiu at the beginning said that even if his hands recovered miraculously, he could not perform intensely again in such a short time. In order to ensure that the cash cow can continue to make money, the hand injury must be paid 300% attention.
The second reason is that after this incident, Zong Jiu's fame has risen again internationally. Even some outsiders who are not interested in magic have heard about the story of this great magician's disabled hands and recovery. Not to mention that Zong Jiu also showed a more superior ability than before in this performance. It is better to retreat while the tide is flowing, rest for two months, whet the appetite of others, and also raise the commercial value in a fair and open manner.
Zong Jiu agreed.
He accompanied them to drink two glasses of wine and then hurriedly left.
The night in Wyn is a bit cold.
In February, the average temperature here is only in the single digits, and you can feel the chill under the sky at night.
Bypassing the bustling crowd, Zong Jiu walked aimlessly to the Danube.
In order not to be recognized, he was fully armed. Not only did he tie his hair up and put it in a hat, but he also wore sunglasses and a mask.
The colorful lights hanging on the trees were strung together with golden tassels. The theater hall in the distance was brightly lit.
Zong Jiu remembered the last time he came to this city, when he came alone to listen to the New Year's concert a few years ago. It was vivid in his mind.
This memory is not false. So which memory did he lose?
"Brother, this flower is for you."
Just as he was thinking, a soft voice suddenly came from behind him.
Zong Jiu turned around and saw a little girl holding a flower basket in her hand, with a Cupid headscarf on her head, and her little face was red from the cold.
Looking at the bright red roses in her hand, the magician was a little dazed for a while.
Because he was immersed in his own thoughts just now, Zong Jiu didn't notice for a while that all the couples walking together on the street were couples, and the shops on the street were also displayed with roses and hearts.
February, Valentine's Day is just a few days away.
"Brother?"
Seeing that he didn't respond, the little girl trembled and raised the flower basket in her hand above her head: "Just now a big brother bought all my flowers. He said, let me pass these flowers to you."
The white-haired magician suddenly raised his eyes.
Under the street lights in the distance, the black-haired devil was leaning against the electric pole boredly, looking at this side lazily.
Even from a distance, Zong Jiu could be sure that the other party must have revealed that kind of ambiguous smile that only belonged to the devil.
"Thank you."
He retracted his gaze, bent down, and took all the flowers in the little girl's flower basket.
Seeing him accept it, the little girl looked up curiously: "Brother, is the big brother over there your lover?"
Zong Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly answered: "No."
"But roses are only given to people you like. Since my brother and that big brother are not lovers, then the big brother must like my brother, so he bought these flowers for my brother."
The little girl snapped her fingers in distress, "These roses are very expensive."
Then I'm sure he didn't pay.
Zong Jiu opened his wallet with a frown on his face, touched the little girl's head, and stuffed the banknotes into the flower basket.
He wanted to refute, but didn't know how to refute.
In the end, he could only say: "We are not lovers, we are..."
Two words flashed through his mind quickly, and he almost blurted out, "We are enemies, enemies who will never stop until we die."
The author has something to say: Little girl: Don't think that I am young, you can fool me, which enemy will send roses? ? ?
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