Chapter 300: Butterfly Tattoo
"Wow!"
There was an uproar in the hall, and many people burst into laughter.
"Poor Chris Gill, is this a goof?"
"The butterflies must have been hiding somewhere on Jill's body, but before he knew it, the butterflies were taken by Zheng. ”
"I've never seen Jill play magic tricks before!
"Is this the best close-up magician in the United States? Are you sure you're not here to be funny?"
In a sarcastic voice, Chris Gill was red-faced and restless, and he was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.
He really couldn't figure it out, when did Zheng Zhefan steal his props?
It stands to reason that if Zheng Zhefan reached into his clothes and took away his butterfly props, he should be able to feel it.
What a hell!
It's just that I pity my identity as the first person in close-up magic that I have worked hard for so long, because today's matter is likely to be greatly damaged.
Chris Gill was depressed.
He knew that he had been retaliated against by Zheng Zhefan.
This Chinese is really retributive, he just spent a few words on his lips and was addicted, and he was not only beaten but also exposed.
Chris Gill thought to himself, no, I have to save my failures.
I can't sit back and watch myself fall into Waterloo.
His mind was racing, and he was about to make up for it with another magic trick, when Ai Meier walked up to Zheng Zhefan and said to him: "Zheng, I've seen those videos of you performing magic tricks, it seems that when you were doing live broadcasts, I played a lot of magic tricks, right? ”
Zheng Zhefan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, waved his hand with a smile and said, "That's just some tricks, it's nothing." ”
"But, it's really good-looking, it's dumbfounded, Zheng, can you play a magic trick for all of us?" Ai Meier said to Zheng Zhefan.
Zheng Zhefan thought about it, nodded and said, "It's okay!"
The reason why he agreed was to suppress Chris Gill.
Since this guy is known as the first person in the United States to perform close-up magic, then let him see what real close-up magic is.
"Yes, yes, thank you, Zheng, you're really good, so what kind of magic trick are you going to play for us?"
She hugged Zheng Zhefan's arm with an excited face.
Zheng Zhefan looked at the two huge plumps under her low-cut evening dress rubbing against her arms, and was a little helpless.
And most of the girls around were also excited, and they talked one after another.
"Zheng, what kind of magic trick are you going to perform?"
"Zheng, hurry up and perform, I can't wait to see it. ”
"Zheng, your magic skills must be better than Chris Gill's!"
Zheng Zhefan quietly pulled his arm out of Ai Meier's embrace, and said with a smile: "I'll also perform a magic trick about butterflies." ”
"Would you like to draw a butterfly on my hand and make it alive?" asked Ai Mei'er, blinking her big charming eyes.
"No! that magic trick is a little too cheesy and not fun, I'm going to turn a real butterfly into a tattoo on your body!" Mr. Cheng said.
"Turning butterflies into tattoos?" asked Elle rhetorically.
"That's right!" Zheng Zhefan said.
"How has it changed?" asked Ai Meier.
"You watch!"
Zheng Zhefan said, and as soon as he beckoned, two colorful butterflies flew over and landed on his fingers.
"Ai Mei'er, do you want to have a beautiful butterfly tattoo in that part of your body?" asked Zheng Zhefan with a smile.
"Here!"
Emily pointed to the left hemisphere of her chest.
Zheng Zhefan smiled and said, "Now, please choose which butterfly you want to become your tattoo?"
Zheng Zhefan has two butterflies in his hands.
One wing is white and surrounded by a ring of gold.
The other has powdery blue wings with a black rim around the periphery.
The characteristics of these two butterflies are quite obvious.
The people around him were staring at this scene with wide eyes.
Chris Gill was also watching, and he pouted disdainfully, feeling that Zheng Zhefan's magic trick was not a good performance.
Because, he couldn't see what Zheng Zhefan could rely on to cheat.
Magic, in the final analysis, is to rely on various props to cheat to show all kinds of magical and incomprehensible phenomena for ordinary people.
If there is no guarantee of the effect of cheating, then this magic trick cannot be played.
He's going to fail!
Certain!
Chris Gill said to himself.
At the same time, Chris Gill is also waiting to discover the flaws of Zheng Zhefan's magic trick, and he wants to reveal the trick of this magic trick in public.
"I'm going to pick this one. Emily pointed to the butterfly with white wings and gold trim, which she thought was even more beautiful.
"Okay, I'll turn this one into your tattoo!" Zheng Zhefan smiled.
He brought his right hand close to Emmel's left chest.
Ai Meier's body tensed all of a sudden.
She was waiting for Zheng Zhefan's hand to touch her chest, thinking of the beauty that was coming, and two crimson flowers appeared on her face.
Zheng Zhefan's hand stopped when it was still seven or eight centimeters away from Ai Meier's body.
Around, everyone couldn't take their eyes off it, focusing their eyes on Zheng Zhefan's hand and Ai Meier's left chest.
There was silence in the hall.
Zheng Zhefan blew at the butterfly with white gold-trimmed wings.
Then, suddenly, the butterfly flew up.
It flew around Ai Meier's left chest for a moment, and then stopped at the spot where Ai Meier had just pointed at it.
At this time, Zheng Zhefan's left hand reached over and tapped at the butterfly with an index finger.
Then he smiled and said, "All right!"
"Okay?" Ai Meier blinked, she looked down and saw that the butterfly was lying on her chest, very beautiful.
"yes! Zheng Zhefan smiled.
Ai Meier reached out and touched the butterfly.
With this touch, she found that the butterfly had really become a flat tattoo embedded on her body.
"God, this is incredible!" exclaimed.
"Is it really a tattoo?" asked a girl in a black low-cut evening gown with a large breasts the size of an F-cover.
"Really, you touch it. Emier said to the girl.
The girl reached over and touched it carefully.
She was also immediately shocked.