"It's not an egg in my hand now, right? I can't see it, please tell me!" Ren Bufan raised his hands and waved his hands, and said towards the bottom of the stage.

"It's not ——!!," many viewers shouted.

"Thank you, then I'll throw them to the audience now," Ren said, "Now I'm blindfolded and can't see anything." Then I dropped it and I didn't know where it would fly or who would pick it up. You shouldn't doubt that the person you received is my trust, right?"

"No!!" immediately shouted from the audience, and there was still a lot of interaction.

"Okay!1, 2, 3!" Ren Bufan didn't talk nonsense, his hands were thrown out in two different directions to the left and right, and six red sponge balls immediately came out of his hands and flew directly into the audience.

The audience was also quite excited, and when they saw the sponge ball flying towards them, they all reached out to grab it, and soon six fast-handed spectators won the sponge ball and happily raised it and waved their hands.

Ren Bufan untied the blindfolded black cloth, put it on the prop table, and beckoned to the audience: "Come! Friends who got the ball, please come to the stage, because none of you can be my trust, and everyone who comes up to cooperate with my performance should not question it." Please come up!"

The six citizens who received the ball immediately left their seats and walked around to the side to enter the stage with smiles on their faces.

Among the six citizens were an old man in his sixties and seventies, two young men in their thirties, a girl in eighteen or nineteen, and two boys about thirteen or fourteen years old.

When they came to the stage and came to him, Ren Bufan smiled and said, "Okay, our six lucky audience members have already come to the stage." Please show me the sponge ball in your hand!"

The six citizen spectators immediately held the warm sponge ball in front of him.

"It's not for me to show," Ren Bufan pointed to the audience, "Let the audience and friends take a look." ”

There was a burst of laughter below.

The six citizen spectators were a little nervous, turned around and waved their right hands so that everyone could see the sponge ball in their hands.

"Okay, everyone has seen it!" Ren Bufan smiled at the camera, "Several of them are definitely not my trust, if they can be correctly thrown to the prepared trust in advance in this case, then it is not magic, it is a superpower!

"Yes!!"

"Then, please stand here first!" Ren Bufan asked them to walk to the right side and face the audience side by side, "Now that the sponge ball is in your hands, I'll check if there is any problem first." Raise your right hand flat and place the ball in the palm of your hand. ”

Several citizen spectators did so.

Ren Bufan walked to the oldest audience first, reached out and picked up the sponge ball, pinched it, put it back in the other party's hand, and then closed his fingers for him to hold the sponge ball: "Uncle, you have taken the ball, clench your fist and don't let go!"

"Okay, okay!" said the uncle, smiling.

Ren Bufan walked to the other five citizen audiences, and did the same. After finishing it, he returned to the prop table and said to the audience: "Everyone has seen it, and they are all holding on to the sponge ball." Then I have to ask, uncle!"

"Eh!" the oldest audience immediately looked at Ren Bufan.

"Is the ball in your hand?" Ren Bufan asked.

"Yes!" the uncle nodded, he was clearly holding on to it just now, how could he not be there.

"Let me ask you again, is the ball in your hand?" Ren Bufan continued to ask.

Uncle said in his heart that of course the ball is in my hand, and it still feels tactile! So he nodded and said very affirmatively: "In my hand!"

The audience also looked at Ren Bufan, not knowing what he was going to do.

Ren Bufan raised his right hand, the empty five fingers trembled, and suddenly a small balloon that had not been blown appeared, and said directly to the audience: "Uncle said that the sponge ball is in his hand, do you believe it or not, I don't have to get close to the uncle, and instantly exchange this small balloon with the uncle's sponge ball?"

How can such a thing as "not believing ——!! believe" be done? Many viewers shouted.

"Uncle, do you believe it or not?" asked Ren Bufan with his head sideways.

"I don't believe it!" the uncle shook his head.

"Don't you believe it?" Ren Bufan smiled confidently, "Then I'll change it!"

"You change it!" Uncle doesn't believe in evil, and his heart says that he can't touch me, unless it really has a special function, it is impossible to take the sponge ball from my hand. I'm so caught here, no matter how you fool me, it's useless!

"Audience friends!" Ren Bufan raised his right hand high, and pointed to the small balloon in his hand with his left index finger, "Don't blink, if I change to the sponge ball in the uncle's hand, please applaud me." Come on, 3, 2, 1!

With a shake of his right hand, the small balloon in his hand disappeared in an instant, and it really turned into a red sponge ball.

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, and many people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, especially the audience in the front row was so close that they couldn't see how he had changed.

Where did the little balloon go? Why did it suddenly turn into a red sponge ball? Could it really be the one in the uncle's hand?

Seeing this scene, the uncle was also shocked, lowered his head and subconsciously spread his palms, and his mouth opened and couldn't close at all: "This, this ......"

"Uncle, show what you have in your hand so that everyone can see what it is!" Ren Bufan smiled, "The others can also spread their hands, because I also changed your sponge balls by the way!"

As he spoke, his right hand shook again, and it directly turned into a bunch of red sponge balls, exactly six.

The other five citizen spectators hurriedly spread their hands, and they were all dumbfounded, they couldn't believe it, and they had a dreamlike feeling.

Hands up, all of them had the same little balloons in their hands.

"Up——!!roar" thunderous applause broke out from the audience, and although the audience couldn't figure out how it had changed, they all showed their admiration for this magical scene.

"Why is this happening?" asked the little girl among the six, curiously.

"This is the mystery of magic!" Ren Bufan smiled, "I can't tell you, it's actually very boring to say." ”

What's the secret? It's quick hands and words to attract the other person's attention.

In fact, when Ren Bufan checked the sponge ball in their hands just now, he had already replaced it while others were unprepared. The level 7 proficient magic skill makes his hands incredibly flexible, and he can steal and change pillars under the nose of the other party without knowing it.

And these spectators were attracted by his words just now, only to know that he put the red sponge ball back in his hand, and there was a touch in his hand, as for this touch was a little different from the real sponge ball, they really didn't notice it.

Ren Bufan put the sponge ball on the prop table and looked at the six audience members with a smile: "Okay! Just now it was just a small performance, and then I would like to invite these friends to come and check my clothes to see if there are any mechanisms or magic props hidden." ”

Six citizens immediately came to him, surrounded him and examined him, and even the two little boys asked him to take off his magic hat and his jacket.

Ren Bufan smiled and did so, and after letting them see it clearly, he asked, "Please tell the audience friends, have I ever touched any hands and feet?"

"Nope!"

"No ......"

The six citizen spectators shook their heads.

"I don't have anything on me, right? My hands and sleeves are really empty, right?" Ren Bufan confirmed repeatedly.

"Yes!"

"Okay!" Ren Bufan rubbed his hands together, and after separating, there was an extra deck of playing cards, "See where it came from?"

The six citizen spectators were in front of him, and they didn't know how this playing card came out, and rubbed their eyes vigorously and thought they were dazzled.

"Come, uncle, take it!" Ren Bufan handed the playing cards to the oldest spectator.

The uncle looked confused, spread out the playing cards in his hand to check, looked at Ren Bufan from time to time, and said in his heart Is this magic? Could it be a special function? How can there be a reason to conjure up playing cards out of thin air? Obviously, there is no place to hide from all over his body, where did he conjure it from?

Ren Bufan walked up to the two young men next to him and said with a smile: "Two big brothers, you have something on your head. ”

Hearing this, the two subconsciously reached out to touch it, but there was nothing.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Ren Bufan stretched out his hands and grabbed them at the hair of the two of them, and six black oil-based pens appeared in his hands.

The two young men's eyes widened, and they desperately groped for their hair, and what did they say? What did they say? It really came out of my head?

"There are exactly six pens, so a few people have one pen!" Ren Bufan sent them separately.

Six spectators looked at him with pens in their hands, wondering what he was going to do.

The audience was also quite curious, hoping to find out his intentions.

Ren Bufan smiled and said: "Now the uncle has a deck of playing cards in his hand, and then everyone has an oily pen in his hand." You may be very curious and want to ask what these things can do? So, I'll talk to the audience for a while, uncle, you and a few other friends are behind me, and everyone picks a favorite card from the playing card, and then signs their name with the pen in their hand, and shows it to the audience. At this time, I was facing the audience, so I wouldn't know what cards you chose, but the audience could see it clearly through the big TV. Audience friends, do you think I can find these cards in a special way without knowing what suit they are?"

"Don't believe it!" shouted a lot of people in the audience below.

"That's what you said just now," Ren Bufan smiled and stretched out his hand to point somewhere, "That big brother, yes! It's you! Don't think I don't know, it's you who shout the loudest every time." ”

The one who was pointed out stood up and waved his hand indifferently, and the audience burst into laughter.

Ren Bufan really didn't look back, and chatted with the audience like this.

After a while, all six citizens picked their cards and signed their names on the front of the cards.

After chatting, Ren Bufan asked without looking back: "A few friends, have you signed your name well?"

"Alright!" replied one after another.

"Then you put the cards back into the poker and scramble them!