Sun Yifan asked the waiter to make a pot of tea, and the three of them sat down to have a good chat, Li Bin thought for a while and said: "With such a high level of Moqi, I really have an idea in my heart!"

"I once hosted a magic show, and I'm sure you've seen it, and it's not a big ring format, it's just a well-known magician to perform. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so I have made a lot of friends in the circle, including Liu Yiqian. ”

"Liu Yiqian doesn't need to say it for the time being, and he will contact him when he has the opportunity. The others are all domestic magicians, and many of them are masters of ancient color tricks. For example, the ghost hand Wang Baohe, the southern faction's living master Fang Yunting, and the western faction's face-changing master Peng Denghuai!"

"Really?" Sun Yifan's eyes lit up, he didn't expect Li Bin to be able to invite such a high-ranking master!

Mo Qi nodded, he had also heard of these three well-known figures, representing the highest level of the northern faction, the southern faction, and the western faction respectively. Everyone is very high, and many of them are their disciples and grandchildren, and it is rare to see them in ordinary times.

"Brother, you ......"

Li Bin smiled and waved his hand, interrupted Sun Yifan's words, and explained: "I know what you want to say, brother, the time is not yet ripe!"

Sun Yifan was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, nodded and said: "You're right, it's me Meng Lang! These masters can't use all the money to invite them out of the mountain, so what can you do, brother?"

"The old ones can't do it, then start with the small ones!"

Li Bin smiled strangely, took a sip of tea and said, "It's too difficult to invite the master out of the mountain at the beginning, but their apprentices and grandchildren are different." You also know the decline of the ancient color trick now, who in the audience is watching a group of magicians who are still wearing long shirts and coats to perform on stage?"

"So their status is very embarrassing, and they can only live by walking around and picking up commercial performances. It's rare to have the opportunity to be on TV, and there are many such people around me, who always invite me to dinner and let me introduce the way. ”

Sun Yifan slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "You still have an idea, brother! Okay, the show also needs to be gradual, invite the apprentice to fight first, once you lose, the master will run out by himself!"

"But ......"

Li Bin looked at Sun Yifan and made a look, patted Mo Qi beside him and said, "This idea is good, but it's just a little embarrassing for you, brother!"

Mo Qi knew in his heart that since it was a fight, there must be winners and losers, especially since he still had local honors, and he couldn't lose. It doesn't matter if you win your peers, everyone depends on their ability, and no one can say anything.

But if you face a well-known predecessor?

As soon as he gritted his teeth, there was no way, he expected that there would be such a day sooner or later when he took this show, he looked at Sun Yifan with an expectant face, and said firmly: "I have no problem, I will meet friends with demons, and each one will rely on his ability! ”

"My master is also a person who does ancient color tricks, although I don't know my background, but I am also half a disciple. A large part of the reason for the decline of the ancient color trick lies in four words, the broom is self-cherished!"

Mo Qi sighed: "Look at the top foreign masters, once they develop new techniques and share them with their peers through various channels as soon as possible, there will be basically no stunts lost." And the Chinese people are different, they can't wait to die and bring them into the coffin, at most they will pass it on to their descendants, why not pass on the male to the female, for fear that the daughter will leak the secret when she gets married?"

He looked at Li Bin and said with a smile: "Brother Bin, don't worry, in my eyes, there is no so-called master master, I Mo Qi only respects the level and character, if the skills are not as good as others, still pretend to be in front of me?"

"Okay!

Li Bin slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "I know that my brother is a bloody man, I love to hear this sentence, what master is not a master? I have long been unaccustomed to seeing some so-called predecessors, the level is not good, and I still cling to the old-fashioned program, which is called what the ancestors have handed down, and it must not be lost!"

"It's!"

"The good things invented by the ancestors are left behind so that we can continue to develop and become better treasures, isn't it a lifetime to practice a show, known as inheriting culture?"

Li Bin sighed and said helplessly: "Hey, who in the domestic audience still knows what the ancient color trick is? To be honest, the ratings of the last time the show invited them were very low, and I originally wanted to invite a few more, which can be regarded as helping the traditional publicity, but the TV station disagreed, saying that there were no ratings, and the advertisers were not satisfied, so they cut it directly." I'd rather spend more money on foreign magicians than waste time on old teeth!"

After hearing this, Mo Qi was in awe of Li Bin, the other party is a real enthusiast, and he has also contributed to the promotion of traditional culture, which is much better than those experts who don't understand but pretend to understand!

He followed his master for eight years, and on several occasions he cried loudly after getting drunk, talking to himself incoherently, and repeatedly talking about the decline and sadness of the ancient color tricks.

Although Moqi's performance form is modern magic, he has a kind of respect and affection for tradition in his bones, mainly from his master. Even if he doesn't know what the story behind the old man is, for the sake of this fate, he will also know the ancient color trick circle for a while, maybe he can find clues and know the cause and effect of the matter.

Sun Yifan and Li Bin didn't know Mo Qi's plans, and when they saw that Mo Qi was not afraid of offending people, they excitedly began to discuss the next step. Needless to say, Sun Yifan has ratings in order to make the show look good. Li Bin also has his own little abacus, he can't be a host for the rest of his life, and he will slowly transform behind the scenes.

It is estimated that he knows that Sun Yifan has a background, and hopes to accumulate more favors so that he can use them in the future. And he himself said that there are many people around him who ask him to help introduce him to TV, this time it is Zheng Guang, and next time maybe some benefits will fall.

Mo Qi doesn't care what they think, or the old saying, if you have the ability to see you on the stage! If you have real skills, I will be convinced, and you can learn from a teacher.

If you don't have the ability, the modesty of character can be counted for a while, such as Zheng Guang, everyone is a peer, and they will inevitably help each other in the future.

Really meet a scum like Wang Xiaotian, with an average level and a small temper? Hehe, you Xiao Ye Mo will not be merciful and let you be embarrassed and thrown to grandma's house!

In his bones, Mo Qi is not the kind of character who can be the same as the light, and since he was born, he has to rely on himself to fight for all the rights that originally seemed ordinary. The orphanage is a small river and lake, at a young age, he knows how to look at people's faces, and the only rule of survival he learns is that the law of the jungle eats the strong!

Eight years of wandering on the streets made him deeply understand the warmth and coldness of human feelings, not that there is no true love in the world, but that the strong are kings, and people will only respect, worship and follow the strong, which is the nature will not change.

If it weren't for the luck of getting the all-round magic system, he would still be just a street performer who doesn't have three guaranteed meals! But since God opened his eyes and gave him a chance, he would hold on to it, grit his teeth and rush forward desperately, and see where he could go?