Rebirth:Urban Warlord

Su Xiaowen gently gracious a, if be noticed how difficult for feeling ah.

Ye Huang said with a smile, "you said that you were afraid of being tall, and the head was congested, so you blushed."

"Well, that's OK. It's a perfect thing to say. Do you talk nonsense every day?" "Well, mosquito, don't bring such injustice." Ye Huang was a little depressed. He quickly explained, "I'm not looking for a reason for you. Instead, you blame me. Besides, there are two kinds of lies, one is white lies, the other is naked deception. I can't tell those kind of hurtful lies to my beloved. At most, I will send out white lies

Su Xiaowen put out her hand and gently covered Ye Huang's mouth: "emperor, I've already dealt with you like this. Do you want to lie to me? I don't want to hear any lies. Even I don't want to hear any white lies. I know that your boys like confidants and girlfriends. But I'm different. I not only want to be your girlfriend, but also your confidant. You've already been right I have disclosed it, and I think other secrets can also be shared with me. I hope you will not lie to me in the future. As long as you don't lie to me, no matter what difficulties we have, let's face them together. You should believe me, just as you believe in yourself. "

"Well, yes." Ye Huang nodded solemnly. He really felt the difference between Su Xiaowen and other girls. Maybe Xia Hena, Xiao qiuruo, had thought like her, but he didn't say so.

This is not only a matter of courage, but also a lot of other considerations.

When ye Huang flies down with Su Xiaowen in his arms like Superman, the audience becomes a sea of cheering again. Ye Huang takes Su Xiaowen to the top of the stage, and then slowly falls down. It is really as elegant and natural as in American hero movies.

"I'm really convinced. Is this really magic? How can it be"

"just now, when they were flying together, they were so frightening, but I also want to try it."

"It's so handsome. With this move, this guy can't do any harm in chasing girls. God is so unfair. Why can't I?"

No matter male or female, the audience below are all in a mess, while ye Huang gently releases his arm around Su Xiaowen's waist, then takes Su Xiaowen's small hand and deeply bows to the audience. Basically, the magic part is finished.

Seeing ye Huang and Su Xiaowen bowing, there was a great deal of applause under the stage. Since ye Huang appeared on the stage in the cultural and art circles, it seemed that he had risen to a higher level. His performance once again shocked all the teachers and students in the school. Such applause was justified.

When Su Xiaowen walks off the stage with a pat on her chest, ye Huang still stands on the stage. He changes the flying pieces of paper and then changes them again.

This move is completely completed by using his sword shaped mark. This is a large storage space. If he wants to, he can put a lot of things in it. Magic is not a thing.

Su Xiaowen walked in the middle of her classmates. She was adored by many students and watched with ambiguous eyes. Her heart fluttered. In fact, the performance for so long just now seemed to her to be a blink of an eye, as if she was still on the way to the stage one second ago.

When she was with Ye Huang just now, she didn't feel the passage of time. She only felt happy in his arms. It's really hard to imagine that they were just suspended in the air of tens of meters. If the height was as high as usual, she would scream in surprise, but in his arms she could forget everything.

Almost ignoring the eyes cast by all the students, Su Xiaowen quietly walked to her position, and then sat down. At the moment, she saw the scene of Ye Huang calling out to look at the paper and fly in the air.

"What I did just now is not wonderful." Ye Huang picked up the microphone and waved to the audience like a star.

The following many students should and: "wonderful." Ye Huang's eyesight is amazing. Seeing many male students blushing, it seems that his program is indeed very popular.

Applause, cheers and whistles are mixed together, which basically proves that this festival has become the stage of Ye Huang himself.

"since everyone is so awesome, I will then perform the next magic trick, and change the paper out of thin air, and then write to you without a pen."

There is a high platform in the middle of the audience. It is about three meters high. Originally, we didn't understand the use of this high platform. Now we understand.

See ye Huang gently fall on the high platform, one hand hanging in the air, call out a large banner.

This banner is a prop provided by the school. When the judge teacher heard that ye Huang had this magic trick, he was very surprised because he had never heard of such a thing as writing with empty hands. Is it the magic invented by Ye Huang himself.

Of course, there is no one to ask this question. Generally speaking, people who can ask such questions are not good at face, and on the other hand, they are highly respected and will not lose face.

These teachers don't want to lose face, so they don't ask. Anyway, they prepare props according to their orders. They prepare programs.

Ye Huang said with a smile: "you may think that everyone can do this magic trick. As long as you smear some potions on the props in advance, and then you can get some potions in your hands, find a drag, and say a few words that are consistent with the ones made in advance. After that, when your hand touches the paper, the font will come out, right?""Yes, yes, can you prove that you didn't use this method?" The following people coax a way, in fact, they have been very convinced of Ye Huang's magic, but since the other side has said the magic method, it must not be used like this, and see what new tricks he has.

Ye Huang laughed and said: "the next classmate, don't worry. This link is interactive. Can you be one of the guests? No matter whether others believe it or not, at least you can supervise whether my magic is magic or not."

It was a male student who yelled out just now. When he heard that he had the opportunity to participate in the magic of the other side, he stood up very excited.

Ye Huangdao: "I'm going to do it nine times. If there's a drag, I'm sure I can't find nine of them. In addition, the quota can be selected by everyone. In this way, I first choose a teacher, and the teacher selects nine classes. Then, the nine class monitors count the ideas of the students in their own class, and each class selects one People, let them represent their classmates to participate in my magic trick

When ye Huang said this, the audience all looked at each other in awe. If they really chose this way, the selected people would be delayed and their surnames might be too small. After all, this art festival is for all the students in the school. If the magic is known by others, these students must have no new feeling, and judging from the performance of these students, they did not know in advance.

I didn't know in advance, so it was definitely not Tuo who was selected.

So, can ye Huang really write on the white paper? It's incredible

the audience thinks it's exaggerative to think about it.

"then, I'll choose the teacher. I'll choose the teacher in my class, Mr. Jiang Yachun."

"Me." Jiang Yachun is stunned. She really didn't expect that ye Huang would choose herself. She didn't receive any notice.

All of a sudden, almost everyone's eyes were on Jiang Yachun, who was standing on the edge of the performance venue. In fact, even if ye Huang didn't say so, many people paid attention to Jiang Yachun. No matter where she went, she was like a bottle of goddess, exuding endless temptation.

So it's also very easy to find in this performance venue.

Ye Huang stood on the high platform, far away from Jiang Yachun, but seemed to see Jiang Yachun's doubts: "yes, Mr. Jiang, it's you. You can choose nine classes at will. You don't have to face me. You can choose which class you don't know well. Ha ha."

Jiang Yachun listens to Ye Huang's words, smiles and shakes his head gently. At the moment, she has no microphone and can't speak, so Yingying walks to the stage.

There are staff on the stage, so I think she should be able to provide her with a microphone.

People's eyes follow Jiang Yachun. Today, she is wearing thick jeans and a thin white sweater. She is mature and moving. Her beautiful face is rosy and pink, her black and slender crescent eyebrows are curved, and her eyelashes are long and curly. Her watery, dark eyes are flickering and full of tenderness. Her lips are thin and red, and her water chestnut is sharp Yang Muzhi can't help looking up and down at Jiang Yachun. She has a sweet face, beautiful and charming eyes. She looks at her left and right. She looks at her face and looks at her eyes. She looks at Jiang Yachun with a delicate and charming expression, It looks mature and charming.

Jiang Yachun walks to the edge of the stage. A staff member comes down and hands Jiang Yachun a microphone. Then he says something to him. Jiang Yachun nods gently and walks onto the stage.

Suddenly, half of the spotlight hit Jiang Yachun, who was standing on the edge of the stage. Jiang Yachun picked up the microphone, gave a slight cough, and then said, "since this is a part of the program, I can't refuse. As a teacher in charge of Ye Huang's class, I'm familiar with many senior two teachers. This time, I won't choose the class of senior two, but I'll choose senior one How about the first four classes in Senior 3? "

Ye Huangyi Leng, with a smile: "teacher Jiang, isn't it? I asked you to choose nine classes. You seem to have only said eight."

Ye Huang's words made the following laugh. Indeed, he said that he wanted nine classes, but why did Jiang Yachun choose only eight.

Jiang Yachun said with a smile: "I want to say, can the last class be omitted, I want to be the ninth, emperor, you can write some words for me."

"Well, yes." Ye Huang nodded and agreed, "well, for the eight classes selected by Mr. Jiang, you can start to select your class quota representative. You can only choose one, not a class cadre. In this way, I will not be suspected of cheating. Of course, it can only take five minutes to select representatives. Now the time will start."

In fact, ye Huang just came up with this link. At first, he was prepared to select nine students by himself. However, the response was good in the early stage, and his appeal should be guaranteed, which turned to such a step.

Fortunately, it seems that everyone is buying their own account.

Soon, the eight classes selected their representatives, and they went to the stage one after another to join Jiang Yachun.

For the time being, the eight classes at least believe in the gold content of Ye Huang's magic. After all, they select the most rebellious and popular students in the class. If such a person can be entrusted by the other party, they have nothing to say.Besides, in fact, the steps just now are equivalent to auditions. If we really look for people to be entrusted with, we will not only look for these people, maybe many people will be. In that case, the momentum will be too big, and it will be impossible to cover all the papers.

So almost everyone believed in the gold content of Ye Huang's magic. Now it's just waiting for him to perform.

Ye Huang saw eight people standing in turn, and then said: "I will fly in the air with Flying Magic, and then take off my coat, so as to ensure that my hands are really without a pen, and then from high 1. Please tell me what you want to write

High 1. The boy in class 1 picked up the microphone and said, "OK."

All of a sudden, there was a crash of empty bottles hitting each other.

Ye Huang took off his coat and threw it away. Almost everyone was numb to the magical method of Ye Huang. Now they just want to see how he could write on the long piece of paper without anything in his hand.

Ye Huang took a step in the air, flew out of the platform under the condition of many people taking a breath, and then said: "high 1. Male student of class 1, you can tell me what you want to write. It can't be very long or short. It's about three to ten words. "

That male classmate coughs twice, then way: "you write master lonely four words well, I quite like these four words."

"Good." Ye Huangyi Leng, really did not expect this boy is very unique, unexpectedly likes this kind of vocabulary.

I saw Ye Huang floating in the air two meters high, holding the banner in one hand and pressing his thumb on the paper. In a short period of ten seconds, the master's lonely four calligraphy characters were completely written on the paper.

The students who saw the whole process were all in a burst of exclamation. Ye Huang did not use anything, but he could write such perfect calligraphy with his hands.

Although the night has fallen, but the Searchlight hit the banner in his hands, but can feel the cold meaning of the four words of master loneliness.

"Well, now I'll give this font to this student. After the art festival tonight, he can let his class see if it's brush writing, whether it's made of chemical materials, or is it really written with a brush." With that, ye Huang also gently waved his hand, and then said, "look at me, but there is no trace of ink in my hand."

In the following program, time passed quickly. Ye Huang wrote all the characters required by the remaining seven students in his new banner, and then handed them over.

Finally, only Jiang Yachun was left on the stage. The Searchlight hit the two people. Ye Huang was suspended in the front of the stage and looked at Jiang Yachun at a distance.

"Finally, it's your turn, Mr. Jiang. What do you want me to write about?"

In fact, she saw the whole process of Ye Huang's magic just now. She was amazed by his magic skills. When he was talking to other students just now, she was thinking about what words she was going to write.

But it never came out.

Jiang Yachun said with a smile, "in fact, I didn't think of it."

In fact, this opportunity is your own, but you can't think out what you mean.

Of course, those are just the whispers of the students under the stage. After all, the teachers are watching.

"Well, Mr. Jiang, this"

Jiang Yachun continued: "well, actually, I can see that you can write what others say. Basically, it can prove that nothing is smeared on your paper. I can't understand how you did this magic trick. Can I make another request now?"

Ye Huangdao: "what requirements."

"You can think of something for yourself, and then write it on the paper in your hand, and then give it to me." Jiang Yachun then said, "this will be an exam. See if you can satisfy me."

If you don't think about it carefully, you will think it's not cheap for ye Huang. He can write whatever he wants. But if you think about it carefully, he will think that this is actually the most difficult thing for ye Huang.

What can be written to make the other party satisfied and how to write it.

Of course, it's hard to hear for ordinary people, but it's very simple for ye Huang: "OK, no problem."

With that, ye Huang stretched out his index finger and began to write and draw on the huge blank banner. Originally, many people did not understand what ye Huang was doing, but all of a sudden everyone understood.

It turned out that ye Huang was painting. He drew with his bare hands, and he was painting a man.

"It's Mr. Jiang." Three minutes later, the audience nearest to Ye Huang could see it.

Suddenly, many people can see what ye Huang painted.

At the moment, ye Huang's back is facing the audience behind him, suspended in the air, holding a banner in one hand, and Jiang Yachun is standing on the stage like an orchid.

The audience at the bottom of Ye Huang's back gazed at the two men with bated breath. After all, the scene of painting like this is beyond everyone's imagination.Maybe there is a painter sitting on the square, drawing for ten yuan.

But some people can fly in the ai