[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac was still a little dazed when he woke up in the morning. He didn't rush to open his eyes, but felt his face felt a little tense. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and scratched it. The other hand went to the side, but found nothing.

Reid is up already? Isaac thought vaguely, and then his forehead felt cold, and he slapped him without thinking.

With a crisp 'crack', Isaac was fully awake now.

Reid laughed.

Isaac stared at the red, green and green ball of paint coming out of his palm, and looked at Reid, who was half kneeling beside the bed without putting away the tool of crime—the paintbrush stained with paint—and immediately understood what happened.

"Spencer Reid!" Isaac yelled, pulling him onto the bed when Reid felt he was about to run away.Very prescient, Reid threw the paintbrush in his hand away when he realized something was wrong, and Isaac's planned revenge fell through.

Isaac pressed Reid, glared at him depressedly for a while, and then when Reid couldn't help laughing smugly, he glanced at his paint-stained palm, and rubbed Reid's cheek without hesitation.

Reid's laughter stopped suddenly, and he looked at Isaac accusingly, but was still painted all over his face by Isaac.

This is not over yet, Isaac picked up the mobile phone placed by the bed, turned on the camera and started taking three consecutive shots.

"Hey, that's not fair!" Reid's face turned from side to side, it was so embarrassing, he didn't want to leave such a souvenir at all.Unless someone is more humiliated than him, "Why don't you take care of yourself?!"

Isaac raised his eyebrows, if it wasn't for Reid's reminder, he would have forgotten the tension on his face.No doubt it was caused by dried paint.But if Reid thought that would stop Isaac, it was too easy. Isaac took a selfie of himself casually, the red and green lines on his face outlined the monster in Reid's heart, and the blob on his forehead, which Isaac photographed as a burst effect, was even more interesting.

"That's a great idea." Isaac snorted twice, "We can take a group photo."

Reid's painted face is matched with Issac's abstract freehand style, so Issac posted it on Facebook.

Reid looked at the ceiling hopelessly, "Why would I naively think that I could get revenge on you?"

In fact, after the photo was sent out, it was not known who took revenge on whom.

Reid heard the text message notification tone on his mobile phone, but he didn't even think about opening it.No matter who the other party is, at this time, this speed of reaction must be to laugh at him!

"You say it's because you're naive." Isaac stroked Reid's hair, shaggy and naturally curly.

Reid looked at Isaac sadly, if someone hadn't gone too far last night, would he have woken up early to take revenge?He tried to keep his eyes wide open, trying to make Isaac feel a little bit of conscience with his gaze.

Reid's mobile phone received seven or eight messages in a row. Seeing that Reid ignored them, Isaac did it for him directly. When he saw the content of the text message, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and rubbed Reid's hair again, "Look , everyone is praising you for being cute."

Reid: ...I feel that I have not been comforted at all. As for Isaac, is there still time for him to return the product?

On this point, Isaac can tell him with certainty: it's too late.

The two lingered on the bed for a while before going to the bathroom to wash off the paint on their faces.

"These paints look good, why don't we buy some more and play at home?" Isaac suggested after washing his face.

Reid glanced at him, "Don't even think about it." Those paints were given by the art lover shopkeeper when they went to Macau before. The original intention was to communicate with friends, but Reid felt that he needed to think more now.

Isaac sighed, looking disappointed.

The weather was fine that day, and they decided not to ask someone to deliver breakfast to the room, but to go to the restaurant for dinner.By the time they got to the restaurant it was late enough to call the meal brunch.But unexpectedly, this time, the restaurant was still very lively.

Isaac ordered some morning tea and went to sit down by the window.Usually, the location here is very popular, but now, everyone seems to prefer the inner location.Or, in the inner part, something attracts people to approach.

Naturally, Magic Week cannot do without magicians, so it is not surprising that there are magicians here.Moreover, no matter when and where, everyone is very interested in the expression of that seemingly unnatural force.For example, bending a spoon or something.

"Why doesn't he use a porcelain spoon?" Isaac and the others were neither far nor close, but they knew what kind of tricks they were playing over there.

"Be nice, Isaac." Reid scolded Isaac affectionately, "This is still very interesting, at least, many people here like this trick."

"But I only like your magic tricks." Isaac looked back innocently.

"Okay." Reid compromised, "Maybe one day I'll give you the magic trick of making a never-ending scarf, the kind that children under the age of seven like."

"Too bad you're not Rapunzel," Isaac said.

"What?" Reid was puzzled.

"The princess locked in the tower, she can only braid her hair and let it down from the window to get a chance to be rescued." Issac said seriously, "If Rapunzel has an endless scarf With his ability, he doesn't have to wait for his hair to grow."

"The scarf can't bear the weight of a grown man." Reid also analyzed it.

"Accumulation of a little makes a lot, and a collection of small things makes a big one." Issac was very optimistic, how to sing a song, one chopstick was slightly broken, and ten pairs of chopsticks were tightly hugged into a ball...

Reid admires Isaac's optimism.

After breakfast, Isaac took Reid to Universal Studios.

"What are we doing here?" Reid was very puzzled. The film and television city was well built, but no matter how good it was, it couldn't be better than the headquarters. He didn't understand how Issac would suddenly think of this.

"You said we went to the New York area to take a few photos, would anyone think we were in New York?" Isaac's eyes were shining mischievously.

He posted the photo on Facebook, on the one hand as a souvenir, and on the other hand for fun.As a result, the vacation signal revealed in the photo was too obvious. Although he paid attention not to use address location when posting the photo, someone still asked him where he was and wanted to come and play with him. Isaac can't be ignored, but can be misled.

Reid didn't know what to say, so he could only try to keep smiling, and then help others.In terms of details, he is much more meticulous than Issac. With his help, the photos of Issac's final selected location exclusion can almost be faked.

"The only flaw is that there are not so many Asians in New York." Reid frowned. "Although you can choose an angle to avoid tourists, an empty New York is even more unrealistic."

"Yeah." Isaac nodded, edited the photo, and finally sent a provocative sentence——

It's time to test your IQ!

"Are you sure that even if someone finds this place, you won't be beaten?" Reid said with a touch of conscience, this sentence is too much to be beaten.

"The premise is that they can fight." Isaac turned off the phone and everything will be fine.

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This time, the opening show of the Magic Show was scheduled at [-] pm, and there were many sources of tickets. Issac and the others got their tickets through the hotel channel. Although the cost was higher than the face value, the location was very close to the starring stage.

"Congratulations, you can see JDaniel Atlas up close." Issac's enunciation is very clear, especially the name, which makes people want to ignore the accent.

Reid is not an idiot, he easily used this name to connect the cause and effect of the matter, although he felt that Issac was completely unnecessary, but I have to say that Issac with a little sour taste is more energetic than the bitter Issac before many.

"I don't just like JDaniel Atlas alone." Reid said, "However, I must say, his performance is very good, maybe you will like him after watching it."

"Hmm." Isaac nodded noncommittally.

Reid was not worried. After finding his seat, he held the program list and discussed with Reid in a low voice.There are many magicians above that Isaac has never heard of, but Reid can tell what they are good at.

"With so many people performing on the same stage, I can already foresee that this performance will become an unforgettable classic." Reid's voice is looking forward to it, and that kind of heartfelt appeal also infected Issac.

However, it has to be said that this opening show was not very kind to Isaac.

There are many categories of magic points, those who pursue skills, and those who pursue visual senses and play with heartbeat.It is to let two small women get into a box and have a big sawing of a living person; put a woman in a wooden box, and then fill it with a sharp knife; jump into a water tank full of water to escape within a time limit, the rules stipulate If you can't finish it within the time, dump piranhas into it; take a saw to pretend to be an accident, and chop off your hands, feet, and heads...

Even if these few magic tricks are not done in one go, there are some cute pigeon-to-rabbit magic tricks in the middle to relax the mood, but they still can't stop the shock brought by them.It's so real, so real Even though Isaac knew all this was fake, he still couldn't help his heart beat faster and faster.In particular, no one can guarantee that there will be no real performance accidents.The rest of the audience was excited and nervous, but Isaac felt a little breathless.

Then, the real accident happened.

To be precise, it wasn't a big accident, it was just a wound that was accidentally cut, and even the performers didn't show any abnormality, but Isaac noticed it, and even felt that he smelled blood.

Seeing the warm applause from the people around him, Isaac didn't want to stay any longer.

"I'm going out to get some air," he whispered to Reid.

Under the illumination of the cool-toned lighting in the venue, Isaac's expression looked a bit stern.

"What happened?" Reid couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's too noisy here, and I feel a little uncomfortable." Isaac glanced at his watch. It was actually almost the end at this time, and there was only one grand finale short.JDaniel Atlas, who Reid liked before, hasn't played yet. If there is no accident, he will be the finale this time.

Reid knew how sensitive Isaac's hearing was, so he didn't hesitate, "I'll go out with you."

"There will be an Atlas performance in a while." Isaac didn't want to disappoint Reid, he had been looking forward to this all day.

"There's still a chance." After saying that, Reid dragged Isaac out along the path without any refusal.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but Daniel Atlas, who was standing next to the stage and was about to go on stage, saw this scene.

For a control freak who wants to keep every detail under control, 90.00% of the people applauding him has less impact than someone who doesn't care about his performance.

Exit before he takes the stage, hehe.