Rebirth-First Class Magician

"Dad? Uncle Lyle seems to be at home." Gal looked at his head. "Why not knock?"

Asa hugged Gal and stood in the elevator, staring calmly at the elevator door. "They don't want to be disturbed."

Steven stood behind Asa and whispered to Alan, "Why change his mind again? It's inconvenient to bring children."

Alan gave him a sideways glance and said calmly, "In fact, he can hear everything you say now, and you can let go of your voice to protest with him."

Steven glanced at Asa indifferently, lowering his voice and saying, "Please, my voice is so light, how could it be--"

Asa slightly leaned her head and squinted at the white-rimmed man with a somewhat feminine voice. "I do hear, I don't think I have a hearing problem."

Steven's face cracked for a moment, and he kept silent.

Asa still looked at each other, and said without hesitation, "I want to hear your plan to modify the appearance on the plane."

Steven frowned, holding his chin and looking at each other's features, his expression was much more serious than when he was upstairs.

The other person's facial features were perfect, his thin lips clenched tightly, and the other person's abstinence was extremely extreme. His long blond hair reflected the strong light under the elevator light—

After a while, he smiled slightly. "I did make a lot of rectification plans when I came, but after seeing Mr. Asa himself, I didn't know how to start."

Garr rested his head on Asa's neck, and said naively, "Isn't technology enough?"

"..." Steven was about to refute what was said, and he heard a 'ding' from the elevator door, and a conference room on the top floor of the Luxor hotel arrived.

Allen walked in first and picked up a folder from the desk. "The company has formulated a specific deduction plan for you. This is a specific plan."

Asa clamped Gal with one hand, took the file and flipped it over, "Hmm? Move to a small screen?"

Steven's eyes brightened and he took a step forward with excitement. "One of the things Fox has better than Wales is the screen. His photography team is very strong. After all, his old industry is movies."

Allen moved a chair and sat down. He took out the pen from his jacket pocket and lowered his head. "The shooting team will come three days later and the screenwriter will follow. The magic of the video is not like the magic of the scene, the limitations of the lens and the editing. Can help you do a lot. "

Asa raised an eyebrow and raised no objections. Video magic made the magician famous quickly and spread more widely.

Although the second premiere was successful, because he refused the camera to enter the performance hall, the video of the performance did not flow out.

"I've been wondering why you refused to shoot at the Annai Auditorium." Alan lifted his eyes and stared at Asa sharply. "That way you'll be more famous."

Asa hurriedly put Gal on the table and raised the corners of his lips. "Some things can fool people's eyes, but they can't fool the camera. The magic relying on light switching can't hide the camera."

Those are all exposed.

Allen held his pen in his hand, and looked at Asa with a serious expression. "I don't know how you did it, but the screen magic is different from the scene magic." Allen paused, holding the Give the paper to Asa, "Even if you don't do well enough, there will be a post-editor sweeping."

Asa took the paper and raised an eyebrow. "Actually, I want to bring the mechanical escape magic to the screen. What is this?" A half-tailed fish tail was drawn on the paper, and the fish tail curled into an S.

"Your logo, sorry, I can't paint it well." Alan silently looked back. "Fox has a unique propaganda concept. Having a specific logo on your behalf can make you famous faster."

Asa raised her eyebrows, "I don't like this. The fish tail without a head makes it look like a snake."

Sitting on the side, Steven leaned his head and touched his chin. "If you think the snake has such a large tail, I have nothing to say."

Allen nodded in agreement and opened another folder at hand. "The company has redefined your share. You can see that the company invested a lot in the early stage and your income will be more in the later stage."

Asa took a look at the contract and signed it, "I have no opinion."

Allen had finished talking and looked at Steven for a moment before he continued.

Steven dragged his chin and glanced at Allen, blinking, "Why do you look at me like that? I don't think we are the right one."

Ellen held his frame and poker face, "It's your turn, Mr. Steven, what is your plan for improvement?"

"No, you don't need to change," Steven said subconsciously. "It's not good to change anywhere."

...

Although Steven said that no rectification was needed, Asa was taken to the image design center the next day. Allen's reason is simple and straightforward. Every artist needs packaging.

"A man as ugly as Berg can be packed into a mystery, which shows the importance of packaging to public figures."

Asa was out at 9:30 in the morning, but he didn't return to the hotel until 4:30 in the afternoon ...

The exterior wall of the Luxor Hotel is made of a large screen. The four exterior walls of the Grand Pyramid Hotel will be filled with giant posters, and pedestrians of passing vehicles can be seen from a great distance.

Therefore, the poster above has always been a scenic line of Las Vegas, and all of them are people with high visibility.

But today ...

"Oh God, who is the man above?" A woman in a skirt stood on the side of the road, squinting her eyes, and said, "I don't seem to have seen this person. It's so real ..."

The man standing next to the woman also squinted and glanced over his head. "I recognize him. Do you remember the magician I told you a few days ago?"

The woman froze and squinted at the poster again, and thoughtfully walked towards the hotel.

After they walked away, a black luxury car parked next to the two of them slowly lowered their windows. "It's a poster that changes only once a month. It seems that they really want to train their newcomers."

Hagrid held his cane in both hands, his eyes calmed.

Berg sat down, his pupils narrowed tightly. "It's too much."

Hagrid froze and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Berg stared at the poster outside the Luxor hotel with a stunned look. "After his forehead was put down, he looked like a person."

The man in the poster was wearing a white suit, and his long red hair was loosely tied to his side shoulders, with an impatient expression on his indifferent face.

After hearing the words, Hai Ge looked at the poster carefully again and asked with a puzzled face, "Who are you talking about?"

Berg, "Wrong."

As soon as Hagrid wanted to say something, the phone rang, "Hey?"

Berg was sitting aside, and the voice in the microphone was clearly heard in his ears—

"Boss, what you are telling is almost eye-catching. The old woman of Fox Company seems to have found your purpose and is ready to attack." The man on the other side of the phone had a dark voice.

For a moment, Berg remembered that Mu Yuan's previous investor seemed to be Fox.

"Huh? She found it? You know why I'm aiming at her?" Hagrid paused, then chuckled, "Not stupid, much smarter than her father."

"She seems to have invested a lot of money in a magician and seems to be fighting back."

"It's okay. I have a way to deal with that magician. Money was spent on a dead person. This is not the first time she has done it." Hagrid's voice was a little low, his eyes stared at the poster on the pyramid and smiled. Help me keep an eye on him and continue to nibble her presence in Hollywood. "

"Yes, boss." The man with a somber voice pledged vows over that.

Hagrid hung up the phone and shook the window silently.

Berg was still in a daze. In fact, he didn't understand what the teacher said. The phrase ‘money was spent on a dead person, it ’s not the first time she did it’.

Who was the first time? Is it Yuan?

"Your career is on the rise. There can only be one amazing magician at a time." Hagrid was silent for a while and said calmly, "If he goes up, it will be you who are stepped down, I am Hello, Berg. "

"Well." Berg stunned, and whispered, "Thank you teacher." But he was still thinking about the teacher's hatred against Fox.

"Our company's screen strength is not as good as Fox's. They have a very professional shooting team and a special TV station." Hagrid's voice was a bit cold, "We will suffer a lot in this regard, and the only thing that can help you is There is only one way. "

Berg nodded, is that the way again?

"Stage magic is actually a disadvantage. Magicians in the 1850s did not have video promotions, and their popularity was limited to small cities or countries."

"But there was a Sid in that era." Berg glanced at Hagrid. "Sid is famous all over the United States."

"It's only limited to the United States, my child." Hagrid ticked the corners of his mouth in the shadows. "My expectations are more than that."

Berg listened to Hagrid's plans for his future and silently looked at the poster outside the window ...

He didn't know whether his choice was right or not. Compared to the much-watched life now, he prefers the days of assembling props, and during that time he learned a lot ...

However, nothing can go back.

Asa sat expressionless on the sofa, staring straight at the television, turning a blind eye to the three eyes on one side, and of course whispering.

"Oh, my new hairstyle is really cool." Lyle felt his short red hair and turned to ask Seaman. "Steven, do you think I made something similar?"

Seaman glanced at Lyle obliquely and said gracefully and gently, "What are you going to do with your inch-length short hair?"

Steven apparently agreed with Seaman's point, and suggested earnestly, "I don't think your short hair can do this effect."

"..." Lyle turned his head bleached, "Oh my **** of darkness, in fact I can make a blast."

Seaman smiled more gently when he heard it. "Boom head? Do you want to be Teddy?"

Asa looked back at those people indifferently and asked with a sneer, "Can you step back a little before you talk about me?"

"..."

The author has something to say: during hard work overtime [will I ride a bike home QAQ, will I be robbed]

ps: The boss's cousin has been dangling behind me. . I can't post. .

I'm sorry to be late. . Momma ~~~~~ [Please forgive face]