Chapter 267: It's a Waste for You to Be a Magician!

Mo Qi nodded at Liu Yan, and the two of them came to the referee's bench again, put the box on the table and explained: "Everyone just saw me put in twenty-four small balls, and the balls correspond to a number, from one to twenty-four. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He looked at Fan Bing and invited, "Please help draw a random number!" ”

Fan Bing stood up, the magical prophecy just now had shocked her, but people had just warmed up, and now it was the main event. She looked at the mouth of the box, put her hand in, and sure enough, there were a lot of small balls inside, stir it vigorously, and feel for one.

"Okay, ball three, please help me remember!"

A close-up of the camera, the big screen shows the small ball held by Fan Bing's palm, with the number three printed on it, Liu Yan picked up the ball, showed it again, and put it in the prepared box.

"Here's Jay, please also help draw a number."

Jaylen stood up, nodded at Mochi, reached into the box, and pulled out a ball as well, and the big screen showed number twelve.

"Okay, the second ball is number twelve, thank you Jay."

Mo Qi came to Zhang Guoli for the third time and said with a smile: "I have to trouble the national teacher again, please draw one out too." ”

Zhang Guoli put his hand into the box, stirred it hard, and deliberately took out a ball from the bottom, the twenty-one.

Liu Yan put the three balls side by side in the box and showed them to the audience, and Mo Qi left the referee's bench with the box, went directly off the stage, and walked to the audience.

"The performance just now asked the three judges to cooperate with the show, and some people must wonder if we colluded in advance? In that case, now I'm going to ask the audience to participate and find three more spectators to draw three balls, okay? ”

After saying that, Moqi lifted the box high, walked to the middle of the audience, and began to randomly select people to draw the ball again. When the audience heard this, they all became excited.

"Can we also participate in magic? It's fun! ”

"Let me smoke one, and I'll see if the prophecy is true!"

"And me, give me a chance!"

Everywhere Moqi went, many viewers enthusiastically raised their hands to sign up, hoping to draw a number by hand to see if the prophetic magic was so magical.

"This beauty, please smoke one!"

Mochi casually walked up to a girl and put down the box for her to draw a number. When the girl saw that she was on TV, she stretched out her hand nervously and touched a ball.

"Eight!"

Liu Yan put the fourth ball in the box, and Mo Qi came to an old man again and asked him to draw one, and the result was the fifteenth.

"The fifth number is fifteen!"

Mo Qi walked to the back row of the audience, squatted down with a smile, and said to a five or six-year-old girl, "Little sister, can you help your uncle draw a ball?" ”

The little girl jumped up happily, and pulled out a ball from the box with her feet hard, the twenty-third, and handed it to Liu Yan for safekeeping.

The two returned to the stage, and Mo Qi pointed to the box that Liu Yan was holding and said, "The three judges drew three numbers, and the three random audience members drew three more, and now there are six in total." ”

"As for the last one, I'll ask God for a favor!"

After saying that, he shook the box vigorously, and the balls inside collided with each other with a crisp sound. He jerked it up, only to see a yellow ball fly out of the mouth of the box and land right on the ground.

"Nine!"

The camera took a close-up for the first time, the big screen showed that the seventh number was nine, Liu Yan picked up the ball and put it in the last position, and the seven number balls were completely displayed to the audience.

"Three, twelve, twenty-one, eight, fifteen, twenty-three, nine!"

Mo Qi pointed to the seven balls, and then looked up at the flying Xiaobai, and an incredible thought flashed through everyone's minds, could it be ......

"Xiaobai, go!"

Mo Qi snapped his fingers and waved his hand at the referee's seat, Xiaobai got the order, flew towards the three referees, and slowly landed on the table.

"What a cute little white pigeon!"

It was the first time for Fan Bing to see such a psychic Xiaobai, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently touch its feathers, as if he couldn't believe that it could understand human words.

"Now the prophecy results have come out, that is, the seven numbers in front of you, they are selected by three judges, three random spectators, and God, now is the magic moment, please open the envelope with the three judges!"

When Jay Lun heard this, his heart moved, and he deliberately looked at Zhang Guoli and said: "Since this is the case, then let's ask the national teacher to verify it himself!" ”

"You ......"

Zhang Guoli froze for a moment, looked at Jay's smiling expression, and scolded secretly: "You kid did it on purpose, didn't you?" ”

Knowing that I didn't deal with Moqi, he deliberately asked me to verify the results? What if it's right, doesn't it embarrass me more? But there is no way, it is difficult to ride a tiger now, so you can only bite the bullet!

He had another thought in his mind: maybe it didn't turn out right! Seven balls were chosen at random, and the seven numbers had no pattern, and he didn't believe that Moqi could really predict success!

Isn't this a two-color ball? What if all seven numbers are correct? Grand Prize, 5 Million!

Mo Qi has this ability and still uses it to be a magician? If you don't have money, you can predict it casually, and it will be five million immediately, which is faster than the richest man in the world!

He nodded with a smile, picked up the envelope from Xiaobai's mouth, and showed it to the camera: "Okay, then I will verify the prophecy!" ”

In full view of everyone, he slowly opened the envelope and took out a card from it with a number written on it, twelve!

"Wow, Twelve, the prophecy is really successful!"

"What's the hurry? It's just the first number, and there are six more! ”

"Don't mess around!"

All the audience stared nervously at the envelope in Zhang Guoli's hand on the big screen, it seemed that there was not just a card in it, the first number was twelve, which was the number chosen by Jay.

Mo Qi smiled slightly, and said confidently: "There are six more, please continue!" ”

Zhang Guoli frowned, and took out the second card from the envelope, which was eight, and he also won!

The third one is twenty-one, and it hits again!

The fourth sheet fifteen, medium!

The fifth nine, medium!

Zhang Guoli took out five cards in a row, each of which corresponded to the number drawn just now, and his heart became more and more nervous, could it be that Mo Qi really had the ability to predict?

"Hurry up and continue! What are you waiting for? ”

"That's it, there are still the last two numbers, what's the daze!"

"Wait, isn't this how to play with two-color balls? Could it be that Mochi could have predicted the two-color ball? ”

Everyone waited and waited, looking forward to the results of the last two cards in Zhang Guoli's hand, he took a deep breath, slowly took out the sixth card, and gently turned it over to see, No. 3!

"Haha, the sixth one is also hit!"

"Hit six numbers? Isn't it the first prize? ”

"Quick, look at the last one, five million!"

"Medium! Middle! Middle! ”

I don't know who shouted, and then the whole audience shouted together, and the studio hall instantly turned into a lottery scene, hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the final result to see if the last number was twenty-three?