I'm almost a Muggle

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

Saming Deng was standing not far away. Hearing the sound, he walked a few steps to Lin Dong and asked, "Welcome, Lin Dong, welcome to our show. What unique skills 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 on its own.

The camera faithfully recorded this scene and presented it on the large central screen. I had never seen a magician grab the microphone in this way before. There was thunderous applause immediately.

Fortunately, Saming Deng has been hosting for many years and has seen all kinds of big scenes. He immediately responded with a surprised but polite expression.

He resisted and did not pounce on the guy who was eating him.

No wonder Lin Dong didn't want to bring a microphone at the beginning. It turned out to be just for fun.

I can already hear the audience's low voices decrypted in my ears. Isn't it because there is something tied to the microphone?

But he knew better than anyone else that there was nothing tied to his microphone. He had taken it from the beginning and has never left it.

I didn't even put it on the table.

"I'm going to perform a few little magic tricks for you. First of all, I need to borrow a prop. I don't know who can give me a piece of paper, A4 paper, a poster, any paper. I'll return it to you when I'm done with it."

Lin Dong took the microphone he grabbed 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 doesn't mean that everyone has no paper.

But they themselves are convinced that they are not the agent, and they are waiting for the agent to take the initiative to bring out the prop paper. What if the magician they bring out cannot change, how embarrassing it will be.

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

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

Lin Dong is really embarrassed now.

This is the result of not asking for support.

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

"Oh, my little sister is so cute, thank you little sister."

There's nothing you can do about being handsome.

Lin Dong picked up the colorful paper, showed it around, and then handed the microphone back to Saming Deng.

Samming Deng took back the microphone and resisted the urge to check it thoroughly.

Lin Dong didn't say any more nonsense. He picked up the piece of paper and tore it open. The kind-hearted little girl was dumbfounded when she saw it.

She pursed her lips, finally knowing where this place was, bearing in mind her family's warnings, and did not burst into tears on the spot.

That was the signed poster she asked Deng Ziqi for.

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

He held a handful of scraps and handed it to the lamp: "Here, blow on it, don't use too much force, be careful to blow the scraps away."

Sha Ming Deng is confused, brother, am I the one asking for help?

When did I become a trustee?

Did the director arrange the wrong host?

But now that it was over, he could only blow a breath casually.

"Okay!" Lin Dong put his palms into his hands, shook them wildly up and down, left and right, and finally opened his closed palms.

After unfolding, a complete poster appeared. Except for a few wrinkles, it was almost unscathed. Even the signature written in black pen on it was still there.

The audience applauded again, and Sha Ming Deng took out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes.

"Come on, little sister, I'll give you the props and keep them well. This is a magical poster. I'll give this to you too." Lin Dong returned the poster to little Luoli at the next table.

When I turned my hand over, an orchid appeared in my palm.

Oops, it seems like this is my first time giving flowers to a girl, so I am a bit shy.

"Wow, uncle is so awesome."

"Call brother!"

It's really not cute at all.

Lin Dong picked up the headset and put it on, then walked to the stage. A show cannot only consist of these two little magic tricks.

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

First, there is a round plastic basin, not too big, with a kettle inside, which are both containers.

There is no doubt that the kettle can be placed in a plastic basin, but the volume is naturally inferior to that of the plastic basin.

Lin Dong asked Saming Deng to check the props.

"This is just a basin and a kettle, empty!" Saming Deng was about to go crazy. He felt that he had become a passive person and his worldview was about to face a severe challenge.

"Well, our magic today is like this..."

Lin Dong shook the kettle.

I put it close to my ear and listened. It seemed that I was not 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 water basin is not too big, and the kettle is not too big either.

However, the water in the kettle seemed to be endless. After a few dozen seconds, the basin was completely filled.

Saming Deng squinted at Lin Dong's sleeves, trying hard to convince himself that the mystery must be inside.

He had a water bag tied to his body and the water tube was in his sleeve.

"Okay, it's finally filled. Someone, please take it down. I'm not quite prepared today, so I have to borrow it again."

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

Winter is the season for eating dates.

These are probably Shandong jujubes, which are very high-quality. He had already eaten almost all of them at the table where Lin Dong was sitting.

A handful of dates?

It seemed that he couldn't use that much, so Lin Dong walked back to his empty performance stage and quickly ate all but one jujube.

"Look, I've eaten so much. Do you believe this is true?"

He actually found a high-sounding excuse for his behavior of stealing food in front of the national audience. Everyone suddenly realized that the magician was just trying to make everyone believe that these were just ordinary red dates.

Date pits cannot be thrown away casually, wrap them in paper towels and put them in your pocket - remember this is wet garbage!

In fact, Lin Dong has two magic tricks that he can do easily, but they are really difficult to explain.

One is "Flock of Birds". He can really transform pigeons into other people's bodies, and he is even better at transforming into a Scottish chubby-faced chicken.

The other is "rapid growth". The classic magic orange tree in the movie "The Magician" requires sophisticated props and dim lights, but Lin Dong can really bury the dates in the flower pot and let it sprout and grow on the spot.

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

For example, when it comes to a microphone, others may suspect that it is tied with a wire or a magnet.

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

How do you explain the fat-faced chicken? Moreover, the fat-faced chicken here is a protected animal, and playing with it is purely seeking death.

What if it turns out to be flying around here?

When Hui Shen was performing a skit, a few fat-faced chickens suddenly flew over?

The stage was so bright, so the orange tree couldn't be put on display. Everyone could see it clearly. At least the people in the props team knew that he didn't bring the props to transform into an orange tree.

Therefore, Lin Dong decided to play something low-end.

Come slowly.

He held up the remaining date and showed it to everyone, then threw it into a box, sealed the lid, and shook it slightly.

Then he motioned for the lamp to be taken out.

Sha Ming Deng really almost cried this time.

I am not your trust, I graduated from Peking University, I am innocent!