"Here, I'm here." Lin Dong responded loudly.

Sa Mingdeng was standing not far away, and when he heard the sound, he walked a few steps to Lin Dong's approach, and then asked: "Welcome, Lin Dong, welcome to our show, what kind of trick are you going to perform for us today?" ”

Before he could hand over the microphone, Lin Dong opened his hand, and his microphone flew over by itself.

The camera faithfully recorded this scene and presented him on the big screen in the center, where did the scene see a magician snatching the microphone in this way, and immediately applauded.

Fortunately, Sa Mingdeng has hosted for many years, and he has seen all the big scenes, and he immediately cooperated with a surprised and polite expression.

I couldn't resist not pounce on the guy who was eating and snatch it back.

No wonder Lin Dong was reluctant to bring a microphone at the beginning, it turned out to be to play this place.

There is already a whisper of the audience in my ears to decipher, isn't it just that something is bolted to the microphone.

But he knew better than anyone else that there was nothing tied to his microphone, and he had never left his hand since he took it from the beginning.

I didn't even put it on the table.

"Perform a few little magic for everyone, first of all, I need to borrow a prop, I don't know who can give me a piece of paper, A4 paper, poster, any paper, I will return it to you when I run out." Lin Dong took the snatched microphone and asked the audience around him.

Everyone was a little confused.

You look at me, I look at you.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that everyone doesn't have paper.

It's that they themselves are sure that they are not this trust, and they are all waiting for the support to take the initiative to take out the prop paper, in case the magician they take out can't change, how embarrassing it is.

The magic of the Spring Festival Gala, more magical than the magic itself, is that the whole audience is supportive.

After all, magic is not a project for all-round observation.

Lin Dong is really embarrassed now.

This is the end of not looking for excuses.

Fortunately, there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl at the next table, who took out a poster and ran over to lend it to Lin Dong.

"Oops, little sister is so cute, thank you little sister."

It's just not okay to be handsome.

Lin Dong picked up the colorful piece of paper, showed it around, and then handed the microphone back to Sa Mingdeng.

Sa Mingdeng took the microphone back, resisting the urge to check it thoroughly.

Lin Dong didn't talk nonsense, picked up the piece of paper and tore it directly, and the kind-hearted little girl who saw it was directly dumbfounded.

She pouted, and finally knew what kind of place this was, remembering the warnings of her family, and did not cry on the spot.

That's the signed poster she asked Deng Ziqi for.

Lin Dong tore it several times, and directly tore a poster into a handful of crumbs.

He held the handful of crumbs and handed them to the lantern: "Come, blow a breath, don't be too hard, be careful to blow the confetti away." ”

Scattering the bright light is inexplicable, big brother, am I trusting?

When did I become a trustee?

Did the director arrange the wrong host?

But at this point, he could only blow casually.

"Good!" Lin Dong covered his palm, shook it wildly up and down, left and right, and finally opened his palms together.

Upon unfolding, a complete poster appeared, almost unscathed except for a slight wrinkle, even the signature written in black pen.

The audience applauded again, and Bright Lamp took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes.

"Come, little sister, the props will be returned to you, keep them well, this is a magical poster, this is also for you." Lin Dong returned the poster to the little Lori at the next table.

As soon as the hand was flipped over, an orchid appeared in the palm of the hand.

Oops, it seems to be the first time to send girls flowers, a little shy.

"Wow, uncle is amazing."

"Call brother!"

It's not cute at all.

Lin Dong picked up the headset and put it on, and then walked to the stage, a show can't just consist of these two little magic tricks.

When we got to the stage, the props team was ready.

The first is a round plastic basin, not too big, with a kettle in it, all of which are containers.

There is no doubt that the kettle can be placed in a plastic basin, and the volume is naturally not as good as that of a plastic basin.

Lin Dong asked Sa Minglan to check the props.

"It's a basin and a kettle, empty!" Sa Minglan was about to go crazy, he felt that passivity had become his own support, and his worldview was about to face a severe challenge.

"Well, what about our magic today, that's ......"

Lin Dong shook the kettle.

I leaned into my ear and listened, but I didn't seem to be very satisfied, so I shook it a few more times.

This time I was finally satisfied.

He took the kettle and poured it into the basin, and then everyone saw water coming out of the kettle and flowing directly into the basin.

The basin is not big, and the kettle is not too big.

However, the water in the kettle seemed to be inexhaustible, and after dozens of seconds, the basin was completely filled.

Sa Minglan squinted at Lin Dong's sleeve, and tried to convince himself that the mystery must be in it.

I had a water bag tied to my body, and the hose was in my sleeve.

"Okay, it's finally full, come on, take it down, I'm not prepared a little bit today, I have to borrow it again."

Lin Dong looked down from the stage, walked straight to a table, and grabbed a handful of jujubes from the fruit bowl.

Winter is the season to eat dates.

This is estimated to be Shandong jujube, which is very high-grade, and he has already eaten almost the table where Lin Dong is sitting.

A handful of dates?

It didn't seem to take that much, so Lin Dong walked back to the empty stage of his performance stage, and quickly ate only one jujube.

"Look, I've eaten so much, you believe it's true."

He actually made a high-sounding excuse for his behavior of stealing food in front of the national audience, and everyone suddenly realized that the magician was just trying to make everyone believe that this was just an ordinary red date.

Dates can't be thrown away, wrap them in a paper towel and put them in your pocket – remember it's wet garbage!

Actually, Lin Dong had two magic tricks that could be easily done, but they were too difficult to explain.

One is the "flock of birds", other people hide pigeons, he can really conjure pigeons, and he is better at turning into Scottish fat-faced round chickens.

The other is "fast growth", the classic magic orange tree in the movie "The Magician", which requires sophisticated props and dim lighting, and Lin Dong can really bury the date in a flower pot, and then let it sprout and grow on the spot.

However, you can still interpret the previous magic tricks in various ways.

For example, the microphone, others can suspect that he has tied the wire, and they can suspect the magnet or something.

The magic of holding water can also be understood as a water bag hidden on the body.

How do you explain the fat-faced round chicken, and the fat-faced round chicken is a protected animal here, and playing with it is purely dead.

What if you conjure it up and fly around here?

When Shen was performing a sketch, a few fat-faced round chickens suddenly flew over?

The stage is so bright, the orange tree can't be shown, everyone can see it clearly, at least the props team knows that he didn't bring the props to turn into an orange tree.

Therefore, Lin Dong still decided to play some low-end ones.

Take your time.

The rest of the date, he held it up and presented it to everyone, then threw it into a box, sealed the lid, and shook it slightly.

Then he motioned for the lantern to take it out.

Sa Minglan was really about to cry this time.

Lao Tzu is not your trust, Lao Tzu graduated from Peking University, and Lao Tzu is innocent!