The venue for the performance of the Magic Congress of All Nations is the Bolshoi Petrov Theater in Moscow, referred to as the Bolshoi Theater!
The Bolshoi Theater is a famous ballet and opera theater in Moscow, very close to the Red Square. It was built in 1776.
In the next half century, the theater suffered two fires. Later, the theater was redesigned and built by the architect Bovey. It was finally completed in 1856 and has been preserved to this day.
Liu Shiba and his party looked up and saw a milky-white classical building. In front of the door, eight ancient Greek Ionian columns erected fifteen meters high.
The huge colonnade-style main entrance is majestic and magnificent, especially the four bronze carriages on the top of the door, driven by the god Apollo. It is majestic and graceful. It is one of the landmark buildings in Moscow.
In addition to classical music performances, the Bolshoi Theater also has some rock and pop concerts, as well as magic shows!
After the three of them arrived at the Bolshoi Theater, Liu Shiba stepped forward and purchased three tickets.
The three of them walked into the grand theater and arrived at the luxurious hall. At this time, it was already crowded with people of all colors, all kinds of costumes, and countless people from all over the world.
The three people came in and marveled at the spaciousness and luxury of the hall. They also noticed many Europeans who cast curious glances at the three of them.
In the eyes of these people, in addition to curiosity, there is also a lot of disdain and contempt...
"What does this look mean? How do I feel that we are foals in a stall?"
Qin Daweng muttered angrily.
When Liu Shiba and Zheng Liyuan heard this, they sighed at the same time and looked gloomy...
The meaning of that look simply means that Chinese magic is at the bottom here. How come the Chinese people have the nerve to come in and watch this top event in the world?
Liu Shiba hid the anger in his heart, smiled contemptuously, then straightened his back, and without squinting, led Zheng Liyuan and Qin Da to his seat and sat down.
After that, Liu Shiba took a closer look at the surrounding environment!
Whenever you go to a strange place, you must first look at your escape route, and it is always right to be cautious. Liu Shiba learned this habit from the old bandit Ailian Hu.
In the lobby of the Grand Theater, there are most Europeans wearing tuxedos and bow ties, with shiny hair, and only a handful of Asians.
In China, the first choice for people to watch is not music or magic, but brainwashed anti-Japanese dramas or various evil dramas.
This is not a sign that the Chinese people are uneducated, but a freak caused by many restrictions!
In China, anything higher than China's, well-photographed, or not affiliated with the government is not allowed to be shown.
These Europeans, you can tell at a glance that they have received a good education and have a kind of aristocratic temperament in their movements. Some have gray hair and are sixty or seventy years old, while others are young and handsome, only in their thirties!
Some Europeans were chatting softly with some beautiful and elegant ladies, some were laughing and talking, and some were silent.
The languages of various countries were mixed, and the hall was buzzing with voices.
Zheng Liyuan glanced at Liu Shiba, who looked unkind. He silently stared at the podium in the middle of the hall in the distance, his eyes unblinking.
Zheng Liyuan frowned and sighed:
"What's so good about this magic trick that so many people are talking about?"
Qin Da said with a crooked mouth:
"It's fun."
Liu Shiba smiled and said softly:
"Magic represents miracles, and everyone longs for miracles to happen."
Zheng Liyuan's beautiful eyes flashed when she heard this, and she nodded silently, thoughtfully...
At this time, applause burst out from the crowd, interrupting Liu Shiba's contemplation. He raised his head and looked towards the rostrum in front of the hall!
I saw a tall brown-haired old man wearing a tuxedo, with medals hanging on his chest, gray hair on the sideburns, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He walked onto the stage with a smile on his face amidst the warm applause of the crowd.
According to Zheng Liyuan, this old man is the organizer of the Moscow Universal Magic Conference, Baron Ivangeev of Russia, and one of the world's most famous magicians.
From the behavior of Baron Ivangev, it can be seen that he is not only a knowledgeable scholar, but also an extremely educated noble gentleman.
Baron Ivangev waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet!
There seemed to be an invisible force in his movements, making everyone consciously stop applauding and watch him quietly.
Baron Ivangev's voice was calm and he began to speak. The language he spoke was of course the world's lingua franca, English.
Zheng Liyuan was an authentic Cambridge international student and could understand clearly. She originally wanted to translate to Liu Shiba in a low voice, but Liu Shiba held down her hand and signaled that she didn't want to!
Liu Shiba took a second-level exam in Xuchang and had no other skills. He could only pass the exam in architecture and English.
That kind of awkward English still has a strange charm to it!
What Liu Shiba was paying attention to at this time was not who was speaking. What he was paying attention to was a familiar fluctuation in the grand theater.
This kind of fluctuation has appeared in the Kyoto camp and the Grand Military Division Command Academy.
That's right, it's the weird fluctuation of the red energy stone!
What shocked Liu Shiba at this moment was not the red energy stone, but that he could sense this kind of fluctuation.
It is said that I do not have the ability to sense this red energy stone, unless it is parting or Ning Miner...
Could it be that after having a romantic relationship with Ning Min'er, I had some characteristics of a fortune teller? Can I sense things that others can't sense?
Isn’t this too nonsense?
Grandpa Liu Shiliu once said that the most difficult thing to understand among the advancements of the Golden Colonel is the fortune teller.
Did he have great luck? After having sex with Miner once, he got some life master seeds?
Is Ning Min'er really her destined good luck doll?
But what makes Liu Shiba even more strange is who set up an extremely obscure illusion array at the Bolshoi Theater?
Liu Shiba smiled coldly, trying to do what he likes in front of himself, a serious military captain?
If it touches his own country, he doesn't mind taking action...
At this time, Baron Ivangev spoke sometimes in English, sometimes in Russian, and there was applause and laughter from below.
People who don't understand are naturally confused and can only laugh in agreement.
People who understand it find Ivangev's words humorous.
English has been a global language since the beginning of the century. Of course, Baron Ivangev doesn't have to care about people from other countries at all. He is the master here and can say whatever he likes...
Baron Ivangev gave a welcome speech, and the conference officially entered the drawing process.
Several assistants came on stage and set up a magic table covered with velvet cloth. Baron Ivangev covered it with a black cloth, and a glass jar appeared from under the black cloth, filled with hundreds of balls of various colors.
After all, this is a magic convention of all nations, and the props used for drawing lots must also be conjured using magic techniques.
Baron Ivangeev transformed a glass jar, and the audience burst into applause. Perhaps this method was not clever enough, and the applause was mostly out of politeness.
However, it shows the status of Baron Ivangev in the magic world.
After that, a "talk show" host with rich body language came on stage and started hosting.
This guy is indeed a professional. He kept saying all kinds of witticisms as soon as he came on stage, making the audience laugh out loud!
This host was invited from the Commonwealth. It is said that he is a famous "talk show" artist in London named Medellin.
In fact, he is a stand-up comedian similar to Hua Xia!
However, Westerners pay attention to improvisation on the spot, unlike Chinese cross talk, which has fixed jokes and tricks. You must be patriotic and love the party...
Medellin showed off for a long time, and finally got to the point after a while!
It turns out that the magic contestants from each country are required to come on stage, take out a colored ball from the glass jar, take out the number inside, and complete the first grouping.
From both sides of the high platform, seven or eight young Russian girls wearing very revealing clothes came up.
These girls stretch out their white lotus-legged legs, with plump figures and plump white bulges that want to pop out from under their clothes. They are very charming.
Liu Shiba couldn't help but swallow his saliva and thought to himself:
The whole world knows that Russia is rich in beauties, and it is well-deserved!
Zheng Liyuan secretly rolled her eyes...
Then, Liu Shiba sighed and muttered:
"It's a pity that these foreign girls have been fucked. China is better. We can still find a few chicks. There are thousands of schools and villages in China, and we can still dig them out..."
Zheng Liyuan bulged her eyes angrily and said:
"Liu Shiba, are you still a human?"
Liu Shiba didn't say anything, but Qin Da came over and grinned:
"Master, do you want me to throw this noisy bitch out?"
Hearing Qin Da's voice, Zheng Liyuan lost her voice instantly...
Competing with brainless people, Zheng Liyuan will never do such a thing...
Medellin invited Baron Ivangefu and several equally noble men to sit on one side of the rostrum.
Then, Medellin took out a piece of paper and started reading, asking the participating magicians from various countries to come up and draw the field numbers.
One after another, a magician came on stage to draw numbers, and the colored balls could be broken open. There was a piece of paper inside with English letters and numbers like a1, a2, b1, b2, c1, c2 written on it.
The magician who was drawn into group A put the note into the basket in the hands of the girl standing in a row behind her with the letter "A" on her head.
Medellin read happily, and on the other side of the rostrum, there was a huge LCD screen flashing information about players from various countries.
Many magicians came on stage and took out colored balls. Whether it was out of habit or deliberately showing off, they would perform a little magic trick with the colored balls.
Some players flicked their hands and made the colored ball disappear, and then it appeared from the chest of a beautiful woman, causing a scream...
Some of them kept rolling the colored balls in their palms without opening them, and then took out the note as soon as they patted the colored balls with their hands.
Some players also put the colored ball in front of their chest and slowly press the colored ball into their chest...
In this way, all the players want to be different from the former while also showing their own level. The further they go, the more difficult it becomes.
Many people wanted to show off, but after seeing this scene, they had no choice but to give up...
Liu Shiba gritted his teeth, watching these guys showing off, and thought to himself:
"With the dimensional space in the Golden Touching Order, these bullshit magic tricks are not worth mentioning...
Brother is a legend. If you have the chance, I will let you see the miracle of China..."
ps: Dear readers, this book is the birthplace of miracles. Follow Liu Shiba’s footsteps, and you will be the next miracle...
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