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"Oh!" Suddenly Dong Xin screamed. She looked at her hand in surprise. Yes, her hand touched something very substantial. Then she subconsciously took it out. In her hand, suddenly

A Sydney pear.

And in that painting, where her hand took the snow pear, the snow pear painted on the branch had disappeared, as if it had really been picked by Dong Xin.

Everyone held their breath for a moment, and suddenly thought that this was something unbelievable, and then a storm of applause suddenly swept through the audience.

"Wow!" Dong Xin also felt incredible. She raised the pear and then looked at the branch. There was indeed one missing, the one she reached out to pick. "Wow! I don't even know what to say!

Is this real Sydney?"

"Why don't you have a taste?" Zhen Fan pointed to the snow pear in her hand, "I think you must be very thirsty when you host the show today, why don't you take a bite and give it a try?"

"I believe you!" Dong Xin smiled, then wiped it with her hand, put it in her mouth and took a bite. The juice immediately flowed out. At this time, the camera gave a close-up of her mouth.

It’s a real pear, a real pear!

Everyone was stunned, including those watching by the TV. Anyway, Li Xingguo jumped up and shouted, "Damn, is it true? That's awesome!" After receiving a pat on the head from his old father,

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"You are such a grown-up, but you are so careless."

Liu Yifei also widened her eyes and stared at the TV screen in disbelief. She had always cared about Kristen and her unparalleled popularity, but she didn't expect that her boyfriend, the man named Zhen Fan, would actually

There is also such a magical magic method, my mouth is wide open, and I am a little speechless.

"Is it delicious?" Zhen Fan smiled and walked over in front of Dong Xin.

"It's very sweet, the best pear I've ever tasted!" Dong Xin smiled, "It's really amazing, how did you do it?" She turned around again and faced the audience.

"I swear, I am definitely not a shill. Audiences across the country are watching me pick this snow pear from the tree." Dong Xin wanted to distance herself. Of course she was joking.

"I can prove that you did pick it from the tree, but I have to tell you that this pear tree has an owner. Did you see the horse on the painting? That is the horse of the owner of the pear tree. You stole it.

His pears, while he is away." Zhen Fan shrugged at Dong Xin with a somewhat regretful expression.

"Ha, ha!" Dong Xin couldn't help but look at Zhen Fan in surprise, laughed twice, then pointed at Zhen Fan and said with a smile, "Even if I stole it, you instigated it. So it's all your fault! Give it back

You do it!" Dong Xin said, and actually gave the pear he took a bite back to Zhen Fan.

"Since you stole it, I have to give it back to you." Zhen Fan smiled, picked up the pear and walked to the painting. Then he gently stretched out his hand and slowly stretched the pear towards the painting.

All the audience held their breath again.

Suddenly, when the pear in Zhen Fan's hand was approaching the painting, he suddenly stopped. Then he glanced at the breathless audience and said with a smile: "At this time, should I say, the time has come to witness the miracle?"

?”

Immediately, the audience burst into laughter. This kind of laughter stimulated by tight nerves became even more unscrupulous. And there was a very warm applause.

Zhen Fan nodded: "That's right, there must be applause for miraculous moments." He continued to stretch forward without stopping. The audience's eyes watched the pear enter the painting bit by bit.

, in the end, Zhen Fan let go of his hand, and it was already empty, and in the painting, the pear that had been picked suddenly returned to the top.

The camera zoomed in, and the pear actually took a bite, and the teeth marks that were about to come out were clearly visible on it. Zhen Fan really put the pear into the painting, and the pear was actually the same pear that Dong Xin had taken a bite of.

"Wow!" There was thunderous applause.

"It doesn't look perfect, but it's better than eating all the pears." Zhen Fan spread his hands with some regret, "But we are not afraid of the master coming now. Even if he comes, he can't be blamed on me.

It wasn't me who took a bite, it was Sister Dong Xin!" Zhen Fan's words immediately made Dong Xin laugh.

"Okay, do you want to see what magic I'm going to perform next?" Zhen Fan asked.

"I want to—" The audience below was very cooperative, including Dong Xin, who also came over and stood next to Zhen Fan, "Even I am very curious. What is the next magic trick? Can you tell me quietly?

"

Zhen Fan nodded, and then said to Dong Xin: "The next magic will have to wait a little longer. I have to sit down and rest. Sister Dong Xin, why don't you host the next show first, and wait until the next magic is ready?

I’m on stage!”

"That's not possible!" Dong Xin laughed, "We can't wait to see the next one. Who told you to arouse the curiosity of audiences across the country?"

"Okay, okay!" Zhen Fan nodded helplessly, "It seems I have to give you an explanation. Do you know whose pears you just stole?"

"It belongs to the owner of the horse!" Dong Xin's answer was very clever.

"So..." Zhen Fan smiled, "Do you know who the owner of the horse is?"

"I don't know!" Dong Xin shook his head, "If I had to guess, it could be anyone but you!"

"No, no, no," Zhen Fan shook his finger and looked at Dong Xin with a smile, "This time you guessed completely wrong. This is indeed one of my horses, and I want to prove you are completely wrong!"

"Is it really your horse?" Dong Xin's eyes widened, pretending not to believe it.

"Of course, okay, Sister Dong Xin, my show is over, I have to hold my horse and leave!" Zhen Fan said, walking towards the painting, waving to Dong Xin, "Goodbye, Sister Dong Xin, I'm so happy to be with you during the Spring Festival Gala.

You perform a show together!”

Zhen Fan stopped in front of the painting, then stretched out his hand to untie the reins on the tree in the painting. The camera focused on Zhen Fan's hand again, and the reins on the painting followed Zhen Fan's gestures.

With the untying movement, the reins were loosened from the tree, and then with the movement of Zhen Fan's hand, a section of the reins was signed out of the painting and held in Zhen Fan's hand, while the other section was actually still on the painting.

"Oh my god, how did you do this?" Even Kristen couldn't help but be surprised. She covered her face with her hands and looked at Zhen Fan in shock. At this time, the camera also focused on the person who was already sitting

I saw Kristine in the audience seat, and the look of shock on her face was also very impressive.

"This guy is really awesome. If I can pull that horse out, I will declare that this guy who came out of nowhere is the best magician in China!"

Some people have already started to speak on Weibo and the website of the Spring Festival Gala.

"It turns out that Kristen's boyfriend is no ordinary person. This time I believe it. Sis will never be able to counterattack the goddess. This guy is just a rich, handsome man in disguise!"

"It's still a little worse than Liu Xian. I don't have aura. Is that okay?"

"Upstairs, can Liu Xian be of such a standard? David Copperfield may not be of such a standard either. He is preparing to pull out a horse from the painting, and it is a horse he painted himself.

, instead of the props prepared beforehand!”

"We also have a great magician in China!"

…

Just when the discussion was in full swing, Zhen Fan walked forward while holding the reins. The reins were getting longer and longer, and they were almost reaching the end. Everyone held their breath. This was a kind of involuntary breath-holding and concentration.

Liu Yifei felt that her breathing was about to stop. She knelt on the sofa gracelessly, holding on to both sides of the sofa, staring at the TV screen tightly, for fear of missing any details.

"Chirp--" Suddenly the sound of a horse hooting resounded throughout the studio, and the whole studio suddenly became silent. Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. A horse's head stretched out from the screen and upwards.

He raised his head and let out a neigh, which made everyone feel unreal.

"God, he did it!" Christine couldn't help it, the corners of her eyes were a little wet. This great performance touched her heartstrings, "God, God, Zhen, I love you!"

Although the last sentence was said very softly, the people sitting next to her heard it and couldn't help but look at her.

But she didn't care.

Zhen Fan made a silence gesture, then continued to hold the horse's reins and walked forward. The horse's head slowly stretched out, then its neck, then its entire body, and finally the entire horse was in full view of the public.

After being pulled out of the painting, when the camera focused on the painting again, there was already a blank space under the tree, and the horse in the painting no longer existed.

"Chirp-" The horse that was led out neighed again, which seemed to tell everyone that I was a real horse, not a fake!

"Sister Dong Xin, look, I am the owner of this horse!" Zhen Fan led the horse to Dong Xin. At this time, Dong Xin covered half of his face with his hands, exposed his eyes, looked at it in disbelief, and then stretched out his hand.

He touched it and then said to the audience in shock, "I can prove that this horse is real, and I can also prove that I am definitely not a shill today!"

"But you still owe me a pear!" Zhen Fan pointed at her with a smile, and then looked at Kristine sitting under the stage, "Hey, dear, don't we have to rush to our friend's house to make dumplings?

Come on, let's go!" As he said that, he got on his horse and extended his hand to Christine who was sitting next to the guests in the audience.

Kristine couldn't help it any longer, wiped her face, and then quickly ran onto the stage and put her hand on Zhen Fan's outstretched hand. When Zhen Fan pushed hard, Kristine flew lightly and rode on it.

From behind, Zhen Fan put his arms around his waist.

"Happy Spring Festival!" Zhen Fan waved his hand, clamped his legs, and the horse slowly left the stage and slowly came out of the audience's sight. A horse appeared from the backstage, causing a little commotion. The director

Feng Daran was very excited and gave Zhen Fan a thumbs up.

"Goodbye, Director Feng, I have to leave!" After saying that, Zhen Fan rode his horse slowly and left the day after tomorrow. He walked out of the studio hall. On the street, the evening breeze blew, and his whole body felt refreshed. As soon as he clamped the horse's belly, the horse started running. , in this night there was the clear sound of horse hooves, and Christine's hair was blowing in the wind... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!