Hmm, the last audience mber is a bit different.
It’s a young female audience mber.
Her face is slightly flushed with excitent as she looks at Wu Mu, "Is it Mu Mu-chan?"
Hmm?
Wu Mu looked at her slightly bewildered, "Audience from Japan?"
The female audience mber beca even more excited, "It’s really Mu Mu-chan? It must be Mu Mu-chan, otherwise how would you know!"
She exclaid, "Mu Mu-chan, I’m your Japanese fan, studying in Hua Country. I’ve liked you ever since your Bohemian Rhapsody!"
Wu Mu looked at her, didn’t say yes or no, and simply asked, "Do you have a precious item on you that you don’t want to take?"
"Yes, I do." The female audience mber quickly took out a photo from her small wallet, "This photo of Mu Mu-chan waving to everyone for the first ti!"
Hmm?
The cara zood in on the photo.
It was from the previous Music Station program, the first smiling photo of him exposed by the music critic Asano Daishi, which had gone viral among Wu Mu’s Japanese fans.
But...
Wu Mu looked at the photo of himself shyly waving at the stage, shaking his head, "This isn’t quite worthy enough to be called a treasure. Do you have sothing more precious, more aningful?"
The Japanese fan was taken aback, "This is already very precious and aningful to ."
Wu Mu remained unfazed, "It’s just a celebrity, after all. Compared to virtual idols, there are treasures in real life worth much more attention."
The Japanese fan looked at him strangely, with a touch of hostility, "You’re not Mu Mu-chan? I just want this!"
The Japanese fan was hostile, but in front of screens and TVs, there were many voices of admiration.
For example, Zhao Dongdong couldn’t help nodding, "That’s right, they’re just so internet celebrities, it’s just entertainnt, how can they be precious treasures? Where did she place family and friends?"
She looked approvingly at the masked person on TV, "This person is exactly to my taste, not only is he capable and handso, but he also holds the right values."
"This is what a quality idol should be like, what does that darn Mu Mu-chan count for."
Her parents next to her also had a good impression of the masked person, "Said it quite well, the internet’s influence on people is temporary, after all, what’s more important is real life."
"Mom and Dad, didn’t I say this person has class?" Zhao Dongdong was a bit proud as she opened the comnts, wanting to see if others were attacking that darn Mu Mu-chan too.
She loved watching comnts that attacked him!
But...
"Damn, guys, why do I feel this person is a bit like Wu Dog?"
"Uh oh, could he really be Wu Dog!?"
"It shouldn’t be, if it were Wu Dog, how could he have such martial arts skills? Where did he learn it? But if it’s not him, such an operation in front of fans..."
"I never thought this person was Wu Dog before, capabilities didn’t match, but after these words... It seems so!"
Hmm?
Huh?
Zhao Dongdong was bewildered looking at the comnts.
Wait, this person said not to fan that darn thing, but it turns out it might be him??
No, is there a mistake sowhere? If it truly is him, then isn’t he cursing himself?
Having only been familiar with Wu Mu through marketing accounts and anti-fan gatherings, Zhao Dongdong was a bit confused.
And on TV, the screen continued.
Seeing that he couldn’t dissuade the Japan-obsessed fan, Wu Mu shook his head and didn’t say anything more, he simply instructed her, like the others before, to keep their treasures safe.
Then when the five people in front had secured their items, he returned to the stage.
He gestured to the air with his hand.
A deck of cards seed to appear in his hand out of nowhere.
Hmm, it must be said, this operation of seemingly plucking sothing out of thin air... is very cool!
"Everyone knows, before a phantom thief steals a treasure, they always send a heist notice."
"Here is a brand new blank deck of cards, with numbers on each card, next I will use these cards to make a heist notice."
Wu Mu showed the cards to the cara and audience to indicate there was no issue, then casually handed them to one of the audience mbers, "You shuffle the cards."
Once the cards were sufficiently shuffled, Wu Mu took them back, turning his face away, "Each of you draw a card, be sure not to let see the numbers on the cards. After making your selection, show the numbers to the audience and the cara first, then give the back of the card so I can write the heist notice."
After the five audience mbers in the audience did as instructed, Wu Mu took out a pen and quickly wrote the heist notice on the back of the playing cards.
Contents like, "When the second hand and the hour hand et at the kingdom of 12, I will take away your lover’s nto," or "When Cinderella’s carriage turns back into a pumpkin, your family’s concerns will ascend the moonlit staircase," etc.
Various abstract tis, plus a word referencing the treasures ntioned earlier.
After finishing, Wu Mu displayed the written content to the cara, and then shuffled it back into the deck.
"Please help shuffle the cards again, and then spread the side with the numbers face up, I will find the numbers you just picked."
The audience mbers on stage followed the instructions.
A deck of cards was quickly spread out on the table.
This segnt was seen as a standard guess-the-audience’s-card segnt, without any major innovation.
Nobody thought there could be any trick at this part for a magician invited by Bilibili.
But...
"Did you choose the two of diamonds before?"
The audience asked was stunned and shook their head in confusion, "No."
"Was it the nine of hearts?"
"Also no."
How can this technique have mistakes?
The audience on stage was confused, wondering if there was so mistake.
And Wu Mu also appeared surprised and bewildered, "No, then what is it? Can you take it out?"
"It’s the six of clubs!"
The audience mber said, preparing to pull out the card they had chosen.
But...
"How did the six of clubs disappear!?" The person was stunned.
The audience present, and those watching through the broadcast, were also taken aback.
They had all seen the audience mber put the card into the deck with their own eyes, from when the cards were shuffled until Wu Mu never touched them again, where did the card go?
Wu Mu laughed, "Oh, it turns out it’s the six of clubs, that heist notice has already been sent to the treasure’s owner."
He looked at the first audience mber who said their treasure was a phone, "Check your right pants pocket, is it there?"
The audience mber stood up in confusion, and upon feeling his right pants pocket, a six of clubs appeared in his hand, with the words "When the second hand and the hour hand et at the kingdom of 12, I will take your lover’s nto" written on the back as a heist notice.
Huh?
Huh?
How is this possible!!
The scene was in an uproar.
The card selection and writing were done afterward, and the treasure selection was done first, ever since coming on stage, Wu Mu hadn’t left, how could this item be in the pocket of the audience mber below?
And not only that card, soon enough, other audience mbers below also found Wu Mu’s heist notices in their pockets.
The numbers were exactly the ones chosen by the audience on stage, and the notice was exactly what Wu Mu had just written.
And it didn’t stop there, after the buzzing in the venue, Wu Mu addressed the audience below again, "Take a look and see if the treasures you’re guarding are still there."
The audience below turned pale, quickly reaching for the pockets where their treasures were.
But, they pulled out so hard square objects and cards.
Wu Mu also smiled and reached into his pocket, and the phone, car keys, photos, etc., were taken out one by one.
After showing them to the cara, Wu Mu suddenly started running.
Then, as he reached the edge of the stage, with a pop, Wu Mu vanished in a burst of white smoke and countless paper fragnts, "I’ve taken your precious treasures for now, goodbye."
Everyone was astounded, staring at the place where Wu Mu vanished into thin air, dazed for half a second before the scene erupted.
Damn!
How could this magic be done!!!
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