Five or ten yuan may not seem like much, but if multiplied by the huge flow of people in this square night market, this amount is quite considerable.
In just one hour, at least nearly a hundred people dropped money in the circle, ranging from five to ten yuan to twenty or thirty yuan. There was also a drunk man who threw down two hundred yuan in a domineering manner.
Go in.
A conservative estimate is that Li Mengnan defrauded these people for at least a thousand dollars... Of course, these people were all willing to be deceived.
"Brother, your magic skills are really good. Alas, it's a pity that I don't have this ability."
The middle-aged female stall owner let out a long sigh with emotion, and there was a bit of envy in her eyes. She had been selling stewed dumplings from dawn to dusk, and on Saturdays and Sundays when there were many people, she only sold this amount after working all day, while Li Mengnan made
A piece of rag, sitting here for an hour can equal her daily turnover.
"Okay, let's just settle the bill and leave quickly. What do you plan to do to earn the tuition fee?" Wu Ansu urged impatiently while yawning. She was already tired after working all day and was not in the mood to accompany Li Mengnan.
Let's continue playing here.
"Jugglers must have a beginning and an end. If you can only make things disappear, you are not a magician, you are a thief..."
Li Mengnan stretched himself, and after calculating the time, he felt that it was almost time. If he spent any more time, he would have worn away the curiosity of the audience. It was time to take the final step.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd of onlookers. Two strong men in black suits pushed aside the crowd to clear a passage, revealing a middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man has a very magical retro temperament, with two elegant mustaches on the corners of his mouth, a three-quarter-length hair style that is glossy with hair oil, and a brown hair as thick as a finger in his mouth.
Cigars have the style of a gangster godfather in the 1960s and 1970s, just like Marlon Brando back then.
Behind him, a middle-aged woman who looked like a secretary moved a matzha for him. The middle-aged man with a big horse and a golden sword sat in front of Li Mengnan and said nothing, just staring straight at Li Mengnan's face.
"Are you a magician?"
"I'd rather you call me Juggler."
"What's the difference?"
"Although no matter what name you call it, it cannot change the essence of it being a trick, but magic is about deceiving to make people happy, while magic is about deceiving for the sake of deceiving."
"I don't know why, but it seems to be very powerful."
The middle-aged man raised his hand and waved behind him. The secretary-looking woman immediately handed over a brown paper bag. The middle-aged man turned the paper bag over with his backhand, and bundles of unopened hundred-yuan bills fell one after another into the soy sauce circle.
The middle-aged man's heroic act immediately attracted exclamations from the onlookers.
"This is one hundred thousand yuan. I just took it from the bank." The middle-aged man balled up the cowhide bag in his hand and threw it aside. "It's yours to swallow as much as your cornucopia can swallow, but the prerequisite is that I can't see it."
come out."
The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone in the front row to hear clearly, and the onlookers couldn't help but sweat for Li Mengnan.
Everyone knew that Li Mengnan was just a magician, not a god, and the money swallowed by the so-called "treasure bowl" was just hidden somewhere on his body using techniques that ordinary people could not understand.
It's midsummer right now, my clothes are thin, and it's not a big deal to hide a thousand pieces of money, but this middle-aged man has a hundred thousand pieces of money at his disposal. Stacked together, they are almost the size of an old-fashioned radio. No matter where he hides them, they will definitely be seen.
This middle-aged man didn't come to see magic, he just came to play...
Li Mengnan couldn't help but squint his eyes, picked up a stack of ten thousand yuan bills, flicked it twice with his fingers, and sneered: "Is it great to have money? Can you do whatever you want if you have money? For people like you, I just want to
Say a word - rich people, let’s be friends!”
What was originally a righteous rebuke suddenly turned into a smile. It felt like a revolutionary who was brave and unyielding in the face of the enemy's bayonet one second, and turned into a "Taijun" dogleg the next second.
Traitor, the strong contrast made the onlookers stunned for a few seconds, and then the whole audience burst into laughter.
"You are a very interesting person." The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth raised slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "If you can make all this money disappear, I can agree to your request."
"I remembered-!"
Wu Ansu felt that this middle-aged man seemed familiar before, but it wasn't until he showed his signature smile that she suddenly remembered who this man was.
Brando is a big shot in the entertainment industry in Sanshan City. The largest "Godfather" nightclub in the city is his personal property. In addition, he also has a film and television entertainment company under his name. In recent years, he has made several first- and second-tier stars famous.
It was all the rage at the time.
Of course, this person's real name was not like this. He was originally called Bai Shuanzhu, a very down-to-earth name. Because he liked Marlon Brando's "The Godfather" so much, he changed his name to Brando. From his nightclub
This can also be seen in the naming.
According to other rumors, Brando was not addicted to tobacco, alcohol and beauty, but he was fond of magic. He not only signed a domestic first-line magician at a high price to perform in the "Godfather" nightclub, but also spent money from time to time.
We invite well-known magicians from home and abroad to perform at high prices.
From this point of view, it is reasonable that this person would be interested in Li Mengnan.
There has never been a street magician like Li Mengnan in Sanshan City. Coupled with Brando's generous spending, the news of such a shocking gamble soon spread throughout the entire square night market, and the crowds surged.
The small stew stall was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. Many stall owners even put down their business and rushed over to watch the excitement.
"Li Mengnan, can you do it? Don't force it."
Although Wu Ansu didn't understand magic, he didn't believe that Li Mengnan could really hide the 100,000 yuan without anyone noticing, so he couldn't help but worry about him.
"A man can say no, but he can never say no."
Wu Ansu suddenly discovered that Li Mengnan in front of him seemed a little different, and his cynical eyes gradually became as sharp as an eagle and owl.
That is a strong fighting spirit inspired by a challenge. Only those who have great self-confidence in themselves will have such a look in their eyes.
Li Mengnan neatly stacked ten stacks of Chinese coins together - because they were all new banknotes, they were only ten centimeters thick together, so they were flat and stable.
"Won't you split the money?"
Brando seemed a little surprised. As a magic enthusiast, he knew some of the principles. This kind of disappearing magic that only relies on sleight of hand. The smaller and lighter the props used, the easier it is to perform. Because of this, magicians most often
Commonly used props are often small objects such as cards and coins.
Once it exceeds a certain volume and weight, it can only be completed with the help of specific magic props, such as magic boxes, hats, etc., and the visual effect will be greatly reduced.
The seemingly ordinary young man in front of him does not seem to intend to use any auxiliary props. Can he really complete this disappearing magic with just his skills? Five or ten yuan may not seem like much, but if multiplied by the huge flow of people in this square night market,
This number is quite considerable.
In just one hour, at least nearly a hundred people dropped money in the circle, ranging from five to ten yuan to twenty or thirty yuan. There was also a drunk man who threw down two hundred yuan in a domineering manner.
Go in.
A conservative estimate is that Li Mengnan defrauded these people for at least a thousand dollars... Of course, these people were all willing to be deceived.
"Brother, your magic skills are really good. Alas, it's a pity that I don't have this ability."
The middle-aged female stall owner let out a long sigh with emotion, and there was a bit of envy in her eyes. She had been selling stewed dumplings from dawn to dusk, and on Saturdays and Sundays when there were many people, she only sold this amount after working all day, while Li Mengnan made
A piece of rag, sitting here for an hour can equal her daily turnover.
"Okay, let's just settle the bill and leave quickly. What do you plan to do to earn the tuition fee?" Wu Ansu urged impatiently while yawning. She was already tired after working all day and was not in the mood to accompany Li Mengnan.
Let's continue playing here.
"Jugglers must have a beginning and an end. If you can only make things disappear, you are not a magician, you are a thief..."
Li Mengnan stretched himself, and after calculating the time, he felt that it was almost time. If he spent any more time, he would have worn away the curiosity of the audience. It was time to take the final step.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd of onlookers. Two strong men in black suits pushed aside the crowd to clear a passage, revealing a middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man has a very magical retro temperament, with two elegant mustaches on the corners of his mouth, a three-quarter-length hair style that is glossy with hair oil, and a brown hair as thick as a finger in his mouth.
Cigars have the style of a gangster godfather in the 1960s and 1970s, just like Marlon Brando back then.
Behind him, a middle-aged woman who looked like a secretary moved a matzha for him. The middle-aged man with a big horse and a golden sword sat in front of Li Mengnan and said nothing, just staring straight at Li Mengnan's face.
"Are you a magician?"
"I'd rather you call me Juggler."
"What's the difference?"
"Although no matter what name you call it, it cannot change the essence of it being a trick, but magic is about deceiving to make people happy, while magic is about deceiving for the sake of deceiving."
"I don't know why, but it seems to be very powerful."
The middle-aged man raised his hand and waved behind him. The secretary-looking woman immediately handed over a brown paper bag. The middle-aged man turned the paper bag over with his backhand, and bundles of unopened hundred-yuan bills fell one after another into the soy sauce circle.
The middle-aged man's heroic act immediately attracted exclamations from the onlookers.
"This is one hundred thousand yuan. I just took it from the bank." The middle-aged man balled up the cowhide bag in his hand and threw it aside. "It's yours to swallow as much as your cornucopia can swallow, but the prerequisite is that I can't see it."
come out."
The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone in the front row to hear clearly, and the onlookers couldn't help but sweat for Li Mengnan.
Everyone knew that Li Mengnan was just a magician, not a god, and the money swallowed by the so-called "treasure bowl" was just hidden somewhere on his body using techniques that ordinary people could not understand.
It's midsummer right now, my clothes are thin, and it's not a big deal to hide a thousand pieces of money, but this middle-aged man has a hundred thousand pieces of money at his disposal. Stacked together, they are almost the size of an old-fashioned radio. No matter where he hides them, they will definitely be seen.
This middle-aged man didn't come to see magic, he just came to play...
Li Mengnan couldn't help but squint his eyes, picked up a stack of ten thousand yuan bills, flicked it twice with his fingers, and sneered: "Is it great to have money? Can you do whatever you want if you have money? For people like you, I just want to
Say a word - rich people, let’s be friends!”
What was originally a righteous rebuke suddenly turned into a smile. It felt like a revolutionary who was brave and unyielding in the face of the enemy's bayonet one second, and turned into a "Taijun" dogleg the next second.
Traitor, the strong contrast made the onlookers stunned for a few seconds, and then the whole audience burst into laughter.
"You are a very interesting person." The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth raised slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "If you can make all this money disappear, I can agree to your request."
"I remembered-!"
Wu Ansu felt that this middle-aged man seemed familiar before, but it wasn't until he showed his signature smile that she suddenly remembered who this man was.
Brando is a big shot in the entertainment industry in Sanshan City. The largest "Godfather" nightclub in the city is his personal property. In addition, he also has a film and television entertainment company under his name. In recent years, he has made several first- and second-tier stars famous.
It was all the rage at the time.
Of course, this person's real name was not like this. He was originally called Bai Shuanzhu, a very down-to-earth name. Because he liked Marlon Brando's "The Godfather" so much, he changed his name to Brando. From his nightclub
This can also be seen in the naming.
According to other rumors, Brando was not addicted to tobacco, alcohol and beauty, but he was fond of magic. He not only signed a domestic first-line magician at a high price to perform in the "Godfather" nightclub, but also spent money from time to time.
We invite well-known magicians from home and abroad to perform at high prices.
From this point of view, it is reasonable that this person would be interested in Li Mengnan.
There has never been a street magician like Li Mengnan in Sanshan City. Coupled with Brando's generous spending, the news of such a shocking gamble soon spread throughout the entire square night market, and the crowds surged.
The small stew stall was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. Many stall owners even put down their business and rushed over to watch the excitement.
"Li Mengnan, can you do it? Don't force it."
Although Wu Ansu didn't understand magic, he didn't believe that Li Mengnan could really hide the 100,000 yuan without anyone noticing, so he couldn't help but worry about him.
"A man can say no, but he can never say no."
Wu Ansu suddenly discovered that Li Mengnan in front of him seemed a little different, and his cynical eyes gradually became as sharp as an eagle and owl.
That is a strong fighting spirit inspired by a challenge. Only those who have great self-confidence in themselves will have such a look in their eyes.
Li Mengnan neatly stacked ten stacks of Chinese coins together - because they were all new banknotes, they were only ten centimeters thick together, so they were flat and stable.
"Won't you split the money?"
Brando seemed a little surprised. As a magic enthusiast, he knew some of the principles. This kind of disappearing magic that only relies on sleight of hand. The smaller and lighter the props used, the easier it is to perform. Because of this, magicians most often
Commonly used props are often small objects such as cards and coins.
Once it exceeds a certain volume and weight, it can only be completed with the help of specific magic props, such as magic boxes, hats, etc., and the visual effect will be greatly reduced.
The seemingly ordinary young man in front of him does not seem to intend to use any auxiliary props. Can he really complete this disappearing magic with just his skills?