Not only them, Jiuyu and others were also secretly praying for Xu Liu to sign up for the hand lottery group, but contrary to expectations, Xu Liu's performance was called "Painting Sand", and just by the name, you knew it belonged to the stage magic group.

Stage magic is considered to be the category closest to art among all magic. Magicians not only perform magic, but also involve the comprehensive use of lighting, dance, music, etc.

For example, "Irrevocable" performed by Tong Ran in South Korea is a stage magic, but it emphasizes "surprise" and "wonder", while Xu Liu's "Painting Sand" emphasizes the word "magic".

Although it was afternoon at this time, the lights in the theater were dim, the stage background screen showed a faint blue ocean, holding a half-moon moon, and a piece of soft white sand spread out on the ground.

Xu Liu's swaggering red hair was replaced by black hair that reached his back. He was wearing a moon-white gown, dragging one side of his water sleeve, and slowly emerged from the middle of the moon.

He stood on the "beach" and did not perform magic tricks at the beginning. Instead, he performed a classical dance accompanied by soothing guzheng music and the sound of distant and near tides.

"Wow, that's great!" Bo Ling, as a trainee, has a certain appreciation for dance. She could see that Xu Liu's figure was very soft and her dance moves were also very professional. She had obviously learned it systematically.

Tong Ran nodded slightly, and what Xu Liu showed was a kind of realm.

As a family of magicians, the Xu family has always had a traditional style. Even the innovative magic in recent years has mostly been combined with Chinese classical art. When Tong Ran was collecting information, she also looked at the "Blue Flower Opera" performed in the Spring Festival Gala six years ago by the Xu family.

"Fish" is very simple in terms of magic skills, but in terms of magic, it is quite pleasing to the eye.

Just then, Xu Liu, who was on the stage, spun around for a few times, suddenly grabbed the sleeve and pulled it gently, and the sleeve turned into fine sand and flowed down.

Xu Liu showed his empty hands and held them together to create a red shell.

He slowly walked to the center of the stage to the rhythm of the guzheng, knelt down, and picked up a glass bottle.

The mouth of the bottle was narrow, and it was impossible to insert a shell from the visual judgment, but Xu Liu only touched the bottle body, and the red shell fell into the glass bottle, making a crisp sound.

Xu Liu straightened his back and shook the bottle. It was obvious to the naked eye that there were more shells in the bottle.

One more piece.

And ‌ pieces.

In a blink of an eye, half the bottle was filled with shells.

Although it is just a common "coming out" effect, there is no obstruction in the "coming out" effect, and all the processes are presented to the audience as they are, attracting a round of applause.

Then, Xu Liu stood up and shook the bottle again.

The shell in the bottle suddenly turned into fine red sand, as if it had been weathered for thousands of years.

He poured out the fine sand from the bottle, and the sand poured down like running water, gathering with the white sand on the ground.

This process lasted for a long time, until the sand in the glass bottle was empty, but the red sand poured out of the bottle was endless, as if there was no end.

Suddenly, Xu Liu held the flowing "sand thread" with his other hand and gently pulled it——

The red "yarn" was torn off and split into two pieces!

The upper part overflows from the mouth of the bottle and only falls to the dividing point, seeming to disappear into the other space;

The lower part leaked from Xu Liu's fingers and sprinkled on the ground as usual.

There is a distance of at least 10 centimeters between the two sections, as if a "cutout" special effect has occurred, and the section is missing!

"Oh my God!" This was the first time Bo Ling saw such a magical effect at a venue, "It's incredible..."

As the saying goes, "If you cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow again." Just like no one can divide the flowing water into two parts, and no one can divide the flowing sand into two parts!

Even Tong Ran felt his scalp numb, and the confusion of "how did he do it" flashed through his mind for a long time.

Amidst the thunderous applause, Xu Liu moved his right hand upward, and the two sections of sand were connected again at ‌‌.

Then, he smashed the glass bottle hard on the ground. There was no broken glass on the ground, only red sand like blood spattered on the ground.

At the end of the show, Xu Liu danced another dance. When his back was turned, his long gown turned into sand, his black hair turned into sand, and his whole person turned into fine sand and collapsed.

There is no trace of anyone on the stage, only two big characters on the ground made of red sand - Hua Sha.

The guzheng stopped and the lights went out.

The whole place was silent.

After several seconds, the audience burst into warm applause again.

Tong Ran heard someone muttering loudly: "Damn! Gaara?"

He couldn't help laughing and applauded along with the crowd.

But his friends were not as relaxed as he was.

After the afternoon game ended, Jiuyu and others approached Tongran and tactfully inquired about his views on "Painting Sand".

"Very good," Tong Ran said sincerely, "Deserving of today's highest score."

"Painting Sand"‌ received a total score of 96.35, which is more than 8 points higher than the second place in the ‌ category.

But no one thinks that the rating is unfair, and some insiders have even predicted that Xu Liu will be the champion of the stage magic category of this competition.

"What about you, Brother Dedi?" Although K Meow believed in Tong Ran, after watching Xu Liu's performance, he was a little unsure, "Are you sure of winning?"

Tong Ran suddenly turned her head and glanced at the stage, "What is the most important thing for a magician?"

K Meow was startled.

"It's confidence."

No matter how many and good magic tricks she has, Tong Ran will not deny herself because of this.

If you have lost your sense of belief, then you might as well just quit the competition.

As for winning, he only knows that only with a perfect performance can he have a chance to win the competition.

"Don't worry, as an audience, you just need to enjoy the magic with all your heart," Tong Ran said half-jokingly, "My show is not as enjoyable as his, but the decibel level of my scream is definitely higher than his."

‌ He was so sure that everyone felt a little relieved and started discussing where to eat.

Tong Ran did not go with him, he had to accompany his sister and brother-in-law.

The three of them found a restaurant nearby. Xin Xue was afraid of affecting Tong Ran's competition, so she only ordered some light food.

It was the first time for Yang Xinnian to appreciate a professional magic performance. Perhaps it was out of habit. He also recorded the name and rating of each magic trick, and gave a brief description of the amazing parts. At this moment, he was reading through the memos on his mobile phone.

Ask about the childlike principle.

Tong Ran could only pick up some less important things to talk about.

"The sand in "Painting Sand" should be a special prop. Ordinary sand will not suffice. The size, flow rate, and color must all be taken into consideration..."

"There are not many magic effects in "Mulan". The main reason is that the magician performs well. Although he is a ‌ student, he does not have a ‌ appearance when he plays the ‌ army, and he is very soft after changing the costume..."

"There is an effect in "Play Cards" and there is a process online. If my brother-in-law wants to learn it, I can recommend a video to you."

"I can't learn," Yang Xinnian was very self-aware, and sighed, "It's really wonderful to do something, but it's a pity that Si Xian left early..."

Xin Xue lightly kicked him, "What are you talking about? Can you say something auspicious?"

"I, I mean he left early!" Yang Xinnian realized the ambiguity in his words, explained slyly, and said, "It's already this time, we should fly to Russia..."

However, none of them knew that Lu Sixian was still in the country.

At this time, the huge waiting hall was crowded with people, and the electronic screen at the boarding gate always displayed "Flight Delayed."

Passengers surrounded the airport staff and frequently asked when they would be able to depart. Unfortunately, they could not get any results. Even the reason for the delay was a lackluster one: flow control.

Lu Sixian pressed the brim of his hat and suddenly heard a "ding" sound coming from WeChat. He clicked on it and saw that there were more photos of Zhang Tongran, Xin Xue and Yang Xinian in the family group. Also in the frame was the table of ‌

A sumptuous dinner.

He carefully distinguished the dishes on the table, and then flipped through the chat history, which was full of photos that were flooding the screen.

There are photos at the entrance of Qianhe Theater and some inside the lobby. Most of them are photos of Tong Ran and her friends.

That was a strange world to Lu Sixian, and it was Tongran's other side.

"Passengers heading to Seattle, please note that we are sorry to inform you that your flight ca1517 cannot fly on time..."

Lu Sixian raised his face and looked at the noisy boarding gate.

Suddenly, he stood up from his seat, squeezed through the crowd, and came to the staff member, "Hello, I want to change my ticket."

When dusk faded that night, thunder suddenly began to strike in Yan City.

The heavy rain fell quickly, setting off boiling rain and mist on the road.

A taxi parked at the gate of Qianhe Theater, and someone got out of the car holding an umbrella.

Lu Sixian swam through the stagnant water, crossed the square, and arrived at the entrance of the theater. A ticket inspector asked doubtfully: "Sir, are you here to watch the game?"

"Well," Lu Si Xian took out a wrinkled ticket from his pocket, "Can I still enter?"

"Yes, but it will end in one more time. Your ticket can still be used tomorrow. Are you sure you want to go in again?"

Lu Sixian nodded, "Thank you."

Pushing open the heavy soundproof door, the light source dimmed instantly.

On the stage, a male magician was performing, and his assistant was holding a picture frame with a human body painted on it.

The magician randomly selects three spectators and selects one color for the bra, panties and stockings of the human body.

Afterwards, he colored the portrait and claimed that he had a dream last night, in which he had predicted everyone's choices.

As cheerful music played, the assistant put down the picture frame and slowly hooked up the shoulder straps.
To be continued...