The spotlight came down just in time, and the blinding light made her reach out to block it.

This small action made Jiang Yaoyao, who was often used to being brilliant under the lights, more and more proud.

"Hua Ling, it seems that you are ready, tell everyone, what are you going to perform?" Jiang Yaoyao slowly walked to her side, tilted her head and quietly attached it to her ear, "Or, if you cry in public, I will let you go......"

Want to make her cry with fear? There are no doors.

Ning Ying suddenly took a step back and stared at Jiang Yaoyao who was two steps away with a look of disdain.

Picking up the microphone, she smiled brightly at the audience: "I'm sorry to waste everyone's time, now, let me Hua Ling perform a wonderful magic trick for everyone, so stay tuned." ”

"Magic, magic?" Jiang Yaoyao's face froze, what did she mean? She can do magic!? And to perform under a demanding premise that is completely unprepared? How can it be!

“…… Time is limited and the preparation is in a hurry, because the condition of this magic trick is that an assistant is needed, just now my friend Jiang Yaoyao has clearly promised me, saying that he is very willing to be a temporary assistant to help me complete the show, now, please give our applause to our Miss Yaoyao! "Treat others in the same way, Ning Ying looked at her with her lips hooked.

Help, assistant!? What does that mean! Jiang Yaoyao didn't know what she wanted to do in front of her at all, but she had a very bad premonition.

Ning Ying confidently continued: "Please prepare a tablecloth and a three-dimensional mirror for me on the spot. A single hanger, as well as a chair. ”

Jiang Yaoyao's premonition became stronger and stronger, and she just had the urge to leave the table. Ning Ying's voice came from behind, "Yaoyao, then please stay on the stage." ”

Under Ning Ying's aggressive eyes, Jiang Yaoyao couldn't enter or go, and stood awkwardly on the field.

"Hua Ling, what the hell do you mean?"

"You'll find out soon."

Field. Bai Ziqian's expression gradually softened, he sat back on the sofa and took a sip of red wine.

He suddenly understood that the girl on the field had an idea.

Principal Jiang and Yao Hong walked to the nearest place and sat down. Principal Jiang looked at the field, smiled and said to his wife: "Yaoyao and this little girl named Hualing are not having a good time, watching them sing and harmonize, they are ready to surprise us." ”

It's weird to play well. Who can really be friends with your proud daughter. Yao Hong glanced over. Some didn't bother to talk to him.

Taking advantage of this effort, all the items that Ning Ying needed had been found and moved to the stage.

The single hanger was placed in the center of the venue, and the mirror stood directly behind the hanger, Ning Ying smiled, took away the obstacle between the hangers, and pointed to the hollow place in the middle of the wooden frame of the hanger, "Jiang Yaoyao, you stand here." ”

Jiang Yaoyao's expression froze. He opened his mouth, and his steps were a little hesitant. "What the hell are you doing?"

Ning Ying didn't speak, and pouted into the hanger.

"Hmph, let's go in and see what tricks you can play." Finding that everyone's eyes on the audience were focused on herself, Jiang Yaoyao pouted and prepared to bow her back and drill in.

This hanger is exactly the size of one person, and the wooden frames around it are assembled to form a rectangular hollow frame. Ning Ying placed the chair on the edge of the hanger, then stood on the chair and covered the red tablecloth on the hanger.

The audience's view was then completely blocked.

"Flower Spirit!"

"Shh Ning Ying narrowed her eyes, and then pulled the last corner of the tablecloth.

The lower end of the hanger was designed to be very high, Jiang Yaoyao was struggling to drill, and Ning Ying reached out to help her.

The lights dimmed at the right time, and she closed her eyes and waited for time to pass.

Finally, the girl raised her hand and suddenly pulled the table up.

The spotlight hit the mirror behind the hanger, reflecting a dazzling light on Jiang Yaoyao's body.

Jiang Yaoyao's eyes widened, and in the audience opposite her gaze, all the guests suddenly burst into laughter after taking a first look at her.

"Hahaha!" "Look, look at it!" "It's so funny!"

Father Jiang opened his mouth wide and jumped up from his seat in disbelief, "Ah Hong, Ah Hong, have you seen it?" Yaoyao's neck! ”

Not only Father Jiang, but even Yao Hong, who had always been calm, was stunned.

She had never seen such a magic trick that could stretch a person's neck!

Under the spotlight, the moment she opened the tablecloth, Jiang Yaoyao's neck was swollen to the thickness of her head, fat and blunt up and down, and her originally fleshy lips were inexplicably pursed and turned over, which was not at all like the same person before entering the tablecloth just now.

This appearance is ugly and abnormal to anyone, like a circus clown who deliberately makes strange gestures, which is hilarious.

"This ......" Yao Hong was completely speechless, Miss Jiang, did she know the shape in her magic trick? Other models are just that, let yourself in? Isn't this a discredit for your birthday party?

Jiang Yaoyao looked at the earth-shattering applause and inexplicable strange smiling faces in the audience, as well as those pointing and whispering on her face.

She subconsciously touched her face, and it didn't matter what she touched, she was so frightened that she was gone.

Neck! What's wrong with your own neck!

screamed, Jiang Yaoyao turned her back to the audience like crazy, the three-dimensional one-person high mirror was standing right behind her, and the image in the mirror entered her sight as soon as she turned around, and the ugly and exaggerated face frightened her almost away.

W, who's this?! How could she have looked like this! It was so much in front of everyone to mock so many people in the audience!

Jiang Yaoyao's eyes filled with tears, and she covered her face and yelled at Ning Ying on the side: "What did you do to me!?" ”

At the moment when Jiang Yaoyao turned around, Ning Ying found the right time to re-lay the tablecloth on the hanger.

The other party was crazy and wanted to rush out of the space where the hanger was placed, but his steps were too hasty and he was tripped by the wooden bar.

"Fuck off! Get the hell out of here! I don't want to see you again! She angrily pushed Ning Ying and tore the tablecloth apart.

The timing was perfect.

Re-revealed to the sight of the guests in the audience, and almost at the same time, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." Ning Ying stepped down from the wooden chair, took the tablecloth and put it aside, and bowed slightly to the audience.

It's over? Jiang Yaoyao's teary eyes were stunned, and she touched her neck, only to find that the strangeness of the moment just now had disappeared.

Biting his lower lip, he moved to the mirror again.

His neck, jaw, and lips are intact, was it just an illusion at that moment?

Looking at the flower spirit on the side again, she calmly ended this so-called magic trick, glanced at herself lightly, as if watching a joke, chuckled and left the same way.

Compared to her amazing magic trick, the red wine dirt on her clothes is not memorable.

And it was she, Jiang Yaoyao, who was actually made a joke of her own at such an important birthday party?

Glancing fiercely at the guests who were still smiling and muttering at her guests, she strode towards the flower spirit.

"Hey! Stop! Did you hear that? (To be continued......)