Touch my tail

The temporary office rented from Qiusi Square was filled with cheers from the staff.

The little vixen buried her face in Shen Jiusi's shoulder, but thought sadly: I may never like magic like Teacher Shen.

Of course magic makes him happy, and he also naturally wants to use magic to pass this happiness on to more people.

But he couldn't make himself so painful for the magic.He couldn't restrain his instincts like he did for magic.

This is close to the devotion to "Tao".

"Mr. Shen..." The little vixen rubbed his eyes, "I'm happy for you."

Shen Jiusi hugged Xiao Twelve tightly, and kissed his hair lightly, "I promise I didn't cause any damage to myself, really."

"Um……"

As soon as the little fox responded, the prop master over there began to shout: "Okay, don't hug, the boss is here to inhale oxygen, and there is a routine inspection, hurry up."

Shen Jiusi hugged Tu Shishi again, before letting go and saying, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After he finished speaking, he went to the prop master to get a bottle of portable oxygen, and began to inhale oxygen slowly.A doctor came to see his monitoring data and listened to heart sounds to measure blood pressure. For a while, the entire office was filled with staff coming and going, extremely busy.

Tu Twelve found a small stool by himself and sat obediently on the side waiting.

Everyone here is smiling, excited for the miracle they created with their own hands.

Only Shen Jiusi restrained even if he was happy.

A translucent oxygen mask covered his nose and mouth, and his black eyes were smiling, listening to the doctor's words.

The pure black sleeves with golden embroidered patterns were lifted up, revealing his blue-white arms from the cold.Against the large black background, the arm seemed to be some kind of frosty creation.

Frost white and cold, yet powerful.

The little vixen looked at him without blinking, and the background story of the magic appeared in his mind again.

A frozen black elf king.

It's really suitable for Mr. Shen.Tu Twelve thought a little ignorantly, it fits just like Mr. Shen's enchanting appearance.

Powerful, indifferent, arrogant, magnificent.

Soaring and shining.

But the shining elf king will be injured, and the big monster who is aloof will be suppressed.

The pain they will feel will not be less than that of a little monster.

The little vixen lowered his head, unhappily shaking his calf and kicking the chair leg with his heel.

His keen hearing can accurately capture the slight mechanical sound of every medical instrument, and he can also hear the sizzle of the oxygen tank in Mr. Shen's hand.

Tu Twelve felt a dull pain in his heart.

He didn't know what it felt like, and he couldn't figure out the reason for the heartache.There are too many things that foxes can't understand.

Until the doctor's voice suddenly came: "It seems that there is no major problem at present. But just to be on the safe side, I still need to check the serum enzymes and brain CT."

The little vixen suddenly raised her head and interjected: "Is it really all right?"

"Well, there's no problem." The doctor smiled, "Mr. Tu can rest assured."

The little vixen blinked, pursed her lips and smiled shyly.

The restless heart in his chest finally calmed down at this moment.

"Relax now?" Shen Jiusi smiled and rubbed his hair, "I will not harm my body for the magic effect."

"Of course you won't." The little vixen muttered vaguely.

These big monsters are always like this, always thinking that they are invincible.

"I'll forgive you this time." Little Twelve raised his face, "Shall we go home?"

"Okay. Go home."

After returning home, Tu Shier realized that the end of the magic was just the beginning.

Reporters of various hair colors and skin tones had surrounded Shen Jiusi's magic workshop. Shen Jiusi could only go home, take a quick shower, and hurried back to the workshop for interviews.

Teacher Shen was so busy that the little vixen had no time to sort out her emotions, so she put aside the bit of confusion and pain.

He was alone at home, and it was rare for him to do nothing.

Tu Twelve wandered from downstairs to upstairs, and dragged a deck chair to the garden to bask in the sun.The whole fox was dizzy from the direct sun, so he went back to his room and checked Long Xia Cup's reply.

The Long Xia Cup opened the online registration audition two days ago, and Tu Twelve delivered the magic video that day.A few days have passed, and there is still only one auto-reply thank you email for Long Xia Cup, and there is no more news.

"It's not really going to be next month..." Tu Twelve went to look through the bulletin board of the Longxia Magic Conference again, and found that the registration period is only 20 days, and the selection period is half a month.It really won't be until next month.

"Well, one month is one month." He threw away the computer and lay down, and began to think about magic tricks again.

Judging from the past game videos, the games before the finals can be dominated by card magic. Excellent close-up magic will bring people an indescribable sense of surprise and fantasy.

But the game after the final still has to rely on large-scale stage magic to attract attention.When skills and innovation are not enough, relying on the natural formality of the stage can increase the shock of magic.

Tu Twelve was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, slowly lost in thought: "Then what's the show..."

Time passed quickly while waiting for Long Xia Cup's reply.

After a few autumn rains, the weather in Huajing became significantly cooler.But the heat caused by the 24-hour extreme escape in the ice has not subsided.

It is not only the limit challenged by the magician, but also the shocking miracle brought by the magic itself.

There is also the one belonging to the magician himself. That overly magnificent appearance has truly caused audiences all over the world to fall into a crazy pursuit of beauty.Fashion magazines were moved upon hearing the news. While inviting an exclusive interview, they also asked Shen Jiusi to shoot several sets of magazines with the theme of the Fairy King.

For the purpose of promoting magic, Shen Jiusi agreed one by one.

And even if hundreds of thousands of copies were released, the sales volume of the magazine was still empty, which once again fueled the fire of the Black Elf King.

So much so that for more than a month, no matter where Tu Shier went, he could see all kinds of promotional photos of Teacher Shen.

Shen Jiusi was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, which gave the little vixen a chance to make trouble.

Long Xia Cup replied that he had entered the top 128, invited him to participate in the top 64 competition, and asked him to submit his real identity to avoid being impersonated.

The little vixen stepped on the dots and submitted the video of the top 64, and then began to struggle with the offline competition of the top 32.

Keeping it a secret until now, until it's offline... No matter what, I can't hide it.

What can I do then...

While struggling, the little vixen stepped into the workshop.

As Shen Jiusi was busy, his assistant and prop master were also busy running in and out with him.As a result, the number of people staying in the workshop suddenly decreased a lot.

Seeing Tu Shishi, the receptionist smiled and said, "Why is Teacher Shishi free today?"

"I want to ask the prop teacher to make a prop." Little Twelve said obediently, "Did the prop teacher go out with Mr. Shen?"

"Brother Le followed, the other prop masters are still there. You can go directly to them." The front desk said heartily.

"Then when will Brother Le and Teacher Shen come back?" Little Twelve asked again.

"I don't know." The front desk said, "They seem to be discussing some venue renovation, and they will probably be busy for a long time. If your props are not difficult, you don't have to wait for Brother Le."

good!Teacher Shen will be busy for a while, and he can still hide it!

The little vixen got the good news and ran to the props room happily.

What he wanted to prepare were the props for the finals. As soon as he entered the props room, he was surprised by all kinds of materials on the floor: "What are you doing?"

"Hey, Teacher Twelve is here." A prop master waved his electric pen and said hello, "Your Teacher Shen has another magic idea, let's test the materials."

"Didn't you just perform a large-scale magic trick?"

"Get ready first, I don't know how long it will take for this magic to land." The prop master said, "Is there anything Teacher Twelve needs?"

Little Twelve blinked: "Are you guys free? I want a magic prop."

"That's great." The prop master immediately dropped the electric pen, "Fishing at work is the happiest thing. Tell me what props you want?"

The prop masters in Shen Jiusi's workshop are all experienced magic prop makers.It was a pleasure to communicate with them, and they were even able to fill in some loopholes in Tu Twelve's ideas.

After communicating with the prop masters who stayed in the workshop, it took more than an hour.

Three o'clock in the afternoon, this time is neither early nor late.

Tu Twelve was torn between whether to go back to school to read books, or to go home and practice again.Before he could make up his mind, he received a text message from Long Xia Magic Conference.

"Hello, Masked Magician No. 64. I am a staff member of the Longxia Magic Conference. First of all, congratulations on your entry into the top 32. At the same time, the Longxia Cup adheres to the attitude and principles of 'truth, fairness, and openness' and needs to review your identity."

Tu Twelve thought for a while and replied, "How to review?"

"Please bring your ID card, the original copy of your game video, and come to Longxia Magic Association to confirm your registration status before the offline game starts."

Magic Association...

"Sorry, it's not convenient for me to go to the Magic Association. Is there another way?"

The other party replied quickly: "We have already learned about your situation, and we will hold a meeting to discuss it. Please wait for my contact."

The reply was very official. After reading it, Tu Shier put away his phone and went to school.

The Longxia Magic Association seems to have really changed their style this time. They thought they would have to wait a long time for news, or even no news—then on the day of the offline top 32, they directly announced their retirement.

But I didn't expect that the next day, that number sent another text message to Tu Shishi: "Are you in Huajing? According to your situation, the Longxia Magic Conference will send specially invited magic judges to verify your identity."

"When and where will we meet?" Tu Twelve asked him.

"Please give some free time slots so that we can coordinate the time of the specially invited judges."

Tu Twelve thought for a while, and replied, "I'm in the university town on the second ring road, and I've been free recently."

"Then at three o'clock this afternoon, the Resonance Cafe next to the Seeking Square."

"can."

Tu Shier and the other party confirmed the time and place, and followed the crowd to the classroom.He still had one professional class left this morning, and he had time to go home after the class and sort out his competition video.

Teacher Shen is not at home today, he can still eat takeaway happily, and then go to meet the special judge of the Magic Association.

It's just that this happy mood disappeared quickly after Tu Shier arrived at the Resonance Cafe.

He walked slowly to the table by the window, reached out and knocked on the table.

When the person who was playing the game with his head down raised his head, his expression turned pale.He frowned, and his tone was not friendly: "How could it be you?"