Traversing into a Secret Agent: Marrying Iceberg Leng Shao

Chapter 74 077: Reading Minds, Surprised at First Sight 7
As soon as Feng Linglang sat down, she immediately attracted the attention of several people around her. They looked at her with strange eyes, most of which were puzzled.

Which woman in City A is qualified to sit here?
The man on Feng Linglang's right leaned sideways, approached Feng Linglang, and asked deliberately, "Miss, what's your name?"

However, Feng Linglang squinted at the man, then straightened his gaze again, not intending to pay attention to the man.

The man hit a wall, feeling a little embarrassed, and sat up straight in embarrassment.

The performance started on time at eight o'clock, and there was still nearly 10 minutes of waiting time. Feng Linglang was a little bored, and there was an inexplicable depression mixed in it.

It's not because of the eyes of the people next to her, but she always feels that there is a pair of eyes looking at her in the dark. This feeling is not as straightforward as in the past when she finds the existence of the enemy. Instead, she feels that the eyes in the dark are people. She couldn't figure it out, which caused her to become upset.

Inadvertently looking sideways to the left, it happened that Kitano Heng was also looking at her.

Feng Linglang looked away indifferently, pretending not to see.

Kitano Tsune gritted his teeth secretly, leaned back behind the sofa, his eyes fell on the gorgeous stage with deep eyes, but he was half doubtful and half angry in his heart.

In the morning, he asked Qiuchi to give Feng Linglang the tickets for this magic show. The tickets for this magic show were messed up, but now Feng Linglang appeared here again, still sitting in the No. 1 seat. Why did she receive such a special invitation?Is there anything in it that he doesn't know?
It's just that this woman became more and more withdrawn and arrogant, to the point where she couldn't be seen, which made him feel angry for no reason.

The two were thinking about each other, and suddenly the lights in the audience were dimmed, and the audience who had been discussing loudly fell silent, but there was no movement for a long time, and some people began to discuss in detail.

Snapped!
Suddenly, the colorful lights on the stage were turned on, accompanied by a magnetic voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the magical world. Tonight, we, the dreamers, will take you closer to the dream world... ..."

The man's voice is very pleasant, and it is very penetrating from all directions despite the sound.

Many people looked around, trying to find the speaker, but no matter how hard they looked through the water, they didn't see half a figure. It seemed that the voice from the void collided with the obstacles and echoed back and forth in the auditorium.

This is a very mysterious feeling, even Feng Linglang is interested.

Suddenly, a beam of light was opened and projected towards the opposite side of the stage. At the end of the light, a tall man in an elegant tuxedo came slowly in the void.

There was a burst of amazement at the scene, and everyone sighed.

The man said as he walked, his voice was like grass without roots, floating around in the air without direction.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, the dream... has begun..." After the man finished speaking, he had already stepped on the ground with Void's steps, and walked on the magnificent, magnificent and domineering stage.

Feng Linglang narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall and tall figure on the stage, feeling a strange feeling in his mind.

At this moment, the man suddenly turned around with a deep but sincere smile, and immediately said to the audience: "It's the first time we meet, my name is... Nan Sheng."

Nan Sheng intentionally paused when he introduced his name, and scanned the audience with a different kind of bewilderment, finally landed on VIP seat No. 1.

Facing Nan Sheng's gaze, Feng Linglang's already tightly squinted eyes shrank again. She dared to assert that if she felt that someone was secretly paying attention to her just now, it must be this man.

His gaze...

Why did she feel that this man was so familiar?
I tried hard to think about it, but I couldn't remember it.

Nan Sheng looked away and smiled at the audience.

At this time, someone had already pushed the props up, and the lights of the overweight and large props became dim and heavy.

As for magic, Feng Linglang always believed that it was all deceitful things, anyway, it couldn't be true, so magic was also called illusion.

Magicians, on the other hand, are people who create illusions, in their words—dream makers.

However, after seeing Nan Sheng's first trick, Feng Linglang understood why people were willing to be deceived.

In the Three Realms and Six Realms, only human beings are the weakest, but the wisdom of human beings is absolutely inversely proportional to their strength.

Just like this magic, except for the high technology inside, Feng Linglang felt as if she was fascinated, staring at every movement of Nan Sheng intently, she wanted to see some flaws, but she didn't want any flaws.

A magic trick, in just ten minutes or so, made her, who had always been so decisive, become conflicted.

For Nan Sheng's performance, the audience applauded, Nan Sheng bowed slightly, and the props he used for this magic trick were removed.

Nan Sheng's empty hands naturally overlapped, and he stated a pleasant monologue: "It is said that white doves are a symbol of peace and beauty. They are as white as clouds, and they are not stained. So tonight I will also give you peace and tranquility. "

As he spoke, Nan Sheng formed a bouquet of empty hands that were originally overlapping, slowly lifted them up, and as he said, "Little elves, let's fly, bring everyone good luck", a white white flower flew out of his palm out of thin air. Pigeons, then the second one, the third one... In the end, groups of white pigeons flew out of his palm and landed around the auditorium. There were hundreds of them.

The elves cheered in unison like playing a symphony, and then the sound stopped suddenly, and the scene was extremely quiet.

The crowd was stunned suddenly, and the applause roared.

"Thank you everyone, we...see you later." Nan Sheng scanned the audience with a smile on his face, sincere and deep eyes, and finally retracted his eyes from Feng Linglang's position.

After snapping his fingers, Nan Sheng exited the stage, just then the host came out.

It wasn't until the host's voice sounded that the audience seemed to wake up from a dream. Without the voice that pierced through the heart and hit the soul directly, everyone always felt as if they were in another world.

Nan Sheng's voice, reverberating like a magic voice, is completely different from the clear and melodious sound that the host is emitting from the speaker at this moment.

If they hadn't looked at the white pigeons resting around, they would have thought they were dreaming just now.

The host introduced the following programs, all of which are well-known magicians, each with their own specialties, there are thrilling magic with large props, and funny magic with small props, passionate, gentle, visual, sensory, basically Everything, and all of them were excellent, and won the applause and exclamation of the audience.

For three full hours, apart from two solo songs and an exotic dance, magicians were weaving all kinds of dreams. The lights alternated, the scenes were grand and magnificent, and the performance was extremely luxurious, like a dream. Flaws, the "dream" is vividly interpreted.

The performance lasted for three hours.

Until Nan Sheng appeared on the stage out of thin air again, the scene was boiling.

(End of this chapter)