"It's about your future, so you should be more cautious when making decisions."

When Becky heard Gray's words, he felt a little strange, because some boys who had pursued her in the past were the same. The meaning of it was nothing more than telling her that there would be no store after passing through this village and we should seize the opportunity.

Why is he the same?

But then, Gray continued: "But it doesn't matter, gold will always shine. Your voice is very suitable for the broadcast industry. Even if there is no chance this time, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

The tone is extremely sincere. Anyone will be encouraged when he hears this and thinks that this is the case. This man is sincerely helping me.

The same is true for Bets. He was deeply ashamed of his suspicion. How could he doubt that someone who really helped him has other thoughts?

Too inappropriate.

"I understand, thank you."

Although she has made up her mind to agree, she cannot agree now. She has to wait a little longer to prove that she has thought seriously before agreeing, rather than pretending to be reserved.

Gray nodded, "You're welcome."

"By the way, who was that uncle just now? You and David seem to be familiar with him?"

Betty for a few unnutritious words, Bets shifted the topic to David and the uncle. She thought that this might bring Peters closer and become familiar with him quickly.

Gray thought for two seconds, "Battle to be our mentor, right?"

After thinking about it, he added: "It should be considered David's tutor. Although I also call him a teacher, both of them know that they are just a transactional relationship. I did not really treat him as an elder like a teacher, and he was not sure to treat him as a student."

"What a strange relationship, but it's okay to have a transaction relationship between students and teachers. If you pay him, he will teach you knowledge." Becky nodded. If you really understand it according to Shang Rao's method, this is indeed OK, but it seems a little too vulgar, only talking about interests but not emotions.

"Is he the tutor you hired? What are you teaching you?"

After understanding their relationship, Betsy asked curiously, what exactly can allow these two people to study together to find an ordinary and sloppy uncle?

"This..." Gray hesitated for a moment and felt that it was nothing big. Anyway, Barsazze, Maxim and others did not attack in front of ordinary people once or twice, and there was nothing wrong with it.

He was about to speak, but Becky spoke first before him.

"Can't it? Then forget it." Becky waved her hand. She thought it was just a simple question, but she didn't expect that she actually asked something sensitive.

"No, I'm thinking about how to give you a language," Gray smiled, spoke up with a vigilant look, and then leaned into her ear, "Barsazze is a powerful magician, we are learning magic with him."

The heat blown out during the speech made Becky's ears a little itchy, but when he heard the content of the speech, Becky's face was not so eager, and he just replied lightly, "Oh!"

Apparently, she thought Gray was lying to her, and even teasing her.

"Why, don't believe it?" Grey wanted her unbelievable attitude now. He reached out in front of her, his palm did not move, and a bottle of water appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Betsy swore that when Gray reached out to her, she had been watching her hand, and she felt that she had never been attracted by anything else, but the bottle of water appeared in his hand like it appeared out of thin air.

Betsy subconsciously took the water bottle to check it out and found that it was indeed a bottle of water, not a prop.

"If you don't believe it, you can take a sip." Gray smiled.

Becky didn't drink it, but poured it around with the water. He found that a bubble inside would run over the bottle, so he made sure it was real water, and then pinched it hard and tried to bend it.

"What a magical magic, how did you do it." She had seen other magic tricks, and although she hadn't experienced them personally, she knew that many magic tricks were actually borrowed props and fast techniques.

But she believed that Gray's bottle of water would definitely not be able to hide it. After all, the water bottle is so big and full of water. The weight will not be faked. There is no way to suddenly pop it into your hand with something.

"You think it's magic, but it's magic."

"Such magic can indeed be called magic." Becky's smile was restored to her face. She felt that Gray magic was just a boast of this magical magic, not a lie to her.

"It's really magic." Gray knew that it wasn't easy for ordinary people to believe, "Come on, you're holding my wrist."

Becky knew that he had to demonstrate magic, and then convinced herself that it was magic. She also wanted to continue to experience the magical magic that she could only see on the stage, so she cooperated to reach out and grab his wrist and put the water on his open palm.

"The magic tricks you watched, the audience and the magicians did not have physical contact, right?"

Becky nodded and looked at him in confusion.

"Those magicians usually use props or confusing actions to achieve the effect of magic. Now that you hold me like this, can I still use props or actions?"

"I don't know." Becky said honestly. Every time you magician performs magic, you really seem to be performing magic. You can do something that is impossible no matter how you think about it.

"Hey, I'll catch this hand too, so I can't use magic." Gray walked up to her, stood face to face with her, and handed her the other hand to her to catch.

Betsy nodded without comment, and the meaning in his eyes was: Who knows if you have any other way?

"Look at it." Gray reminded. Two seconds later, the water bottle in his hand disappeared instantly, without even a fast moving afterimage. He did not move his hands.

"How did this be done?" Becky couldn't figure it out. Without any action, could she still drive some mechanism to take away the Aquarius, or was it really magic?

Impossible, Becky shook his head hard, how could there be such unscientific things as magic in this world? You have to believe in science.

Scientists have long proved that magic does not exist. Those monsters are just some phenomena or coincidences from ancient times, and were exaggerated and deified by later generations. This world is materialistic.

"It seems that you still don't believe it, so I really can't do anything about it." Grey sighed helplessly. How could no one believe His Majesty King Tangtang's words? No, I must show you the majesty of His Majesty and let you know His Majesty's power.

He looked around and quickly locked a building.

He pulled Becky's palm and walked away, his movements did not seem abrupt at all. Even the person involved felt confused and did not feel offended.

"What are you doing?" Becky asked nervously while walking in the stairs. If she hadn't trusted him, she would have started calling for help now.
Chapter completed!