Chapter 988 Tobacco and Alcohol Are Not Separated
Time is sometimes like the cloak of a goddess, and the more you look forward to it, the slower it will fade.
An embarrassing atmosphere gradually permeated the team of a certain country, and some auxiliary personnel even began to complain: Why would they recklessly engage in such a contest when they did not know the true level of China's armed forces? Even if the other side did not report the incident, it would be a huge blow to themselves.
At this time, David's personal charm is fully displayed.
As soon as he stood up, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, wearing a well-cut black suit, and his figure of more than one meter and nine meters looked tall and slender.
He took off his sunglasses, revealing his charming dark green pupils, and his smile rippled on every inch of skin cells on his face. When I put my sunglasses down, I don't know when I had a cigar and a cigar cutter in my hands.
He smiled and cut off the cigarette butts and slowly walked into the middle of the field.
He has a strong sense of stage and camera, and he looks personable, elegantly reaching out to everyone, revealing the extremely tight cuffs of his underwear.
His slender fingers pinched the narrow cigar and motioned to Wang Jun, who smiled and shook his head and slowly withdrew his hand.
The process is slow, and it should be clear to everyone.
Everyone had realized that his performance must have something to do with the cigar, and they were all staring at it closely.
What is very certain is that when the cigar is in the mouth, everything is still fine.
But as he intoxicatedly inhaled, the cigar lit up, a dark red appeared in front of him, and then a clear smoke rose, and some even smelled the aroma of high-end tobacco.
Within a minute, it was so quiet that some people didn't even understand what he was performing.
But soon, applause erupted.
We all know that the secret of the magician is a fast word, but his movements are extremely slow, and in this case, the smoke is still unconsciously lit.
People are wondering how he did it.
It doesn't make sense to use white phosphorus to spontaneously combust or something, because time has long been overtaken.
David was sipping his cigar leisurely as he looked at the Chinese team members.
The duckling was itching, wondering, isn't this the most common fire attribute spell? What does he mean by being complacent?
At this moment, Dongfang Yu spoke, "Little duckling, you can go up, it seems that it is an application of the fire attribute test." ”
The duckling stood up when he heard the sound, jeans and jacket, although not formal enough, but still handsome and extraordinary, full of youth.
David looked at him with some curiosity, and his left hand, which had been lit, stretched forward, and suddenly a cigar appeared, which attracted thunderous applause.
"Sir, do you want one?" said David, smiling charmingly, handing the cigar to the duckling.
Although the duckling couldn't understand what he was saying, he could understand it, he shook his head, he had tried this thing, and he couldn't enjoy it.
He had just shaked his head when the cigar in David's hand disappeared into thin air, and applause rang out again.
The duckling looked at the excited people, and was just confused, what did you see? So excited.
One photographer excitedly said, "You see, I've slowed down the playback by a thousand times, and I still can't see a clue, how did he get the cigar away?
"Needless to say, he's the most perverted close-up magician of all time. Moreover, the most mysterious thing about him is that he is the only one who most welcomes close-ups from videographers. Even then, no one could have seen it when he created a new show. If it's another close-up magician, you can use the close-up without his consent, and it will be considered malicious demolition. "Someone who understands talks eloquently.
"Look at his opponent, are you shocked? Stupid standing in a daze. ”
Seeing that an interpreter was about to come on stage to remind the duckling, I saw that he suddenly turned his hand over, and a bottle of Hengshui Lao Baigan suddenly appeared in his hand.
There was an instant silence in the field.
Immediately afterward, almost all of the videographers began to get busy, and they slowed down the footage to try to find out the secret of the duckling's conjuring of the bottle.
Gradually, there was a lot of noise.
Because again, no one can find the clues.
Someone shouted, "It's really out of nowhere." ”
There was also speculation: "He's faster than the camera, it's incredible." ”
In the audience, the most frightened was undoubtedly David, even he didn't find out what trick the duckling used.
"Is this the famous ancient Chinese color trick? David muttered in his heart, and reached out gracefully again, signaling that the duckling could continue the performance.
In everyone's surprised eyes, the duckling unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and the aroma of wine overflowed for a while, and the guy poured it up, coo, coo, and drank it all.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, today the eldest brother is not allowed to drink, he is not lightly greedy, this time it is very thirst-quenching.
He hiccuped in ecstasy.
"Poof!"
The whole bottle turned into a brilliant one, and a red flame burned in the bottle.
This flame is very eerie.
First of all, it burns in a bottle, but everyone knows that combustion requires oxygen, and such a small bottle mouth cannot theoretically support such a strong flame.
Secondly, the flame burned like wine, and it was as flat as water at the bottleneck, like a duckling carrying a bottle of flame wine.
The people were shocked and forgot their positions, and applause rang out from all sides, resounding throughout the audience.
David frowned slightly for the first time, and while he was still thinking, Paul had already shouted in Chinese Chinese: "Sir, you are using a high spirit, which itself is extremely flammable." ”
The duckling turned his head to look at him, then at David, whose eyes suddenly brightened, with a disdainful expression, and raised the bottle again in the eyes of everyone.
He did it slowly, too, so that everyone could see the flames in their throats with great clarity.
When the fire wine was drunk, the bottle suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, as if it was originally just a light and shadow, and now the projection source was closed.
Without waiting for the people to cheer, the duckling opened his mouth, pointed to his mouth and said, "You guys have to shoot clearly this time." ”
Waited another moment.
In the midst of people's astonished gazes, the duckling's throat suddenly brightened.
"Cake seller!" many foreigners raised their hands and shouted.
"I've seen Southeast Asian artists perform fire-breathing, and no artist has ever dared to perform fire coming out of their throats. ”
The flames came out, like a small red snake, and it circled the field, causing people to scream in horror.
In front of a camera, the flame suddenly stopped, and the coquettish twisted, and with a "poof", it suddenly turned golden.
"Cake seller!" The photographer panicked and kicked the camera down, his expression was like seeing Satan.
The golden flame flew back in front of the duckling, magically turning into two, one gold and one red, squeezing, squeezing, squeezing, burrowing back through the two nostrils.
The cheers resounded in the sky again, lifting almost the roofs of the entire arena.