Chapter: 796
But Klein didn't think so, because he found that the animal trainer's emotional color was biased towards anger and anger.
He smiled, walked to the first row and sat down, enjoying the performance on the stage so as not to be ashamed of the tickets.
At this moment, the person who spoke just now shouted again
"That tiger wants to bite your neck off, that curly-haired baboon wants to grab you under your ass for a cushion!"
Amidst the audience's hahaha laughter, the animal trainer's movements visibly froze.
This... Although those words seemed to be making trouble, why did I hear the meaning of a reminder... Klein looked sideways at the speaker in the same row, and found that it was a round-faced man in his thirties .
This tone, this method... a bit familiar... Klein muttered silently.
Inside the small theater of the Les Circus.
As long as it feels familiar, there is no problem for a fortuneteller. Klein pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned back slightly, and whispered a few words almost silently.
Immediately afterwards, he pretended to rest and closed his eyes for more than ten seconds. In fact, with the help of meditation, he successfully fell asleep quickly and obtained the dream reminder.
It was a rather gloomy room, with only one candle flickering dimly on the coffee table, and the people sitting around were all wearing black robes with hoods and iron masks that could only cover the upper half of their faces. mask.
Rubbing between his brows deliberately, Klein opened his eyes and continued to watch the beast taming performance.
He has deciphered the revelation and understood the source of the familiarity:
The picture in the dream is the Extraordinary party held by the old Mr. "Eye of Wisdom".
There was a pharmacist with a chubby face, and he liked to remind others in a sarcastic way that he was obviously a kind-hearted guy, but he always gave people a feeling that he deserved a beating.
Could it be the "pharmacist"? Not quite like it, when did he know how to tame beasts... According to the internal records of the Nighthawks, the "Pharmacist"'s vision is not like the "Seer" path, which can distinguish the color of emotions in detail, um, in the aura field In terms of color, they are not good at it... Klein's thoughts slowly diverged, which did not affect his appreciation of the performance on the stage.
In his spiritual vision, the emotional colors of black bears, tigers, and curly-haired baboons are indeed not stable, and if there is a certain degree of stimulation, they are likely to explode on the spot, which indirectly proves that the chubby man who spoke just now is not In making trouble, he seemed to be able to read the thoughts of the three animals and understand their impulses.
And with his reminder, although the animal trainer became more and more intensely angry and his face darkened, he still instinctively softened his movements and became more careful, and the performance ended smoothly.
After that, it was a simple but hilarious drama, and when it was over, the magician came up to perform.
The magician was wearing a tuxedo, a bow tie of the same color, and a tall and big top hat. As soon as he came up, he breathed fire from his mouth, which immediately made the audience in the venue cheer and applaud.
It's a very simple technique... Klein, who already has excellent eyesight and has watched many magic teaching programs, just glanced at it and understood the key.
Next, the magician performed classic programs such as escape from the secret box, flying pigeons, taking out flowers, and card magic. Klein thought he could easily see through each of the opponent's tricks, but he was surprised to find that, At some point, I didn't gain anything at all, because my attention was attracted to the place the other party wanted, and the key details were ignored.
He obviously doesn't have extraordinary abilities, but his tricks can still hide from my eyes. Well, the key is the grasp of attention... The second rule of a magician is to fully mobilize the target's attention to achieve the desired effect? Klein made a guess in his heart that he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.
This is subject to "acting out" to gain feedback.
At this moment, the magician's performance ended, and the audience gave warm applause and applause without hesitation, and the atmosphere in the venue reached its peak in the afternoon.
"Hehe, the third rule, the magician's performance needs to be applauded by the audience?" Klein murmured to himself, half teasing and half guessing.
At the beginning of three o'clock, he tugged at the neckline of the long black double-breasted dress, got up and left the small theater, did not try to contact the chubby man suspected of being a pharmacist, but quietly remembered the other person's appearance - rashly "struck up a conversation" There may be an overreaction.
Taking the stagecoach, Klein returned to Minsk Street.
The carriage was divided into two layers, each with some passengers. Klein chose the window seat on the bottom floor as usual.
The carriage stopped and went for a while, Ben half-closed his eyes and recalled the inspirations just now, he suddenly felt palpitations, and became sober and rational, just like the reaction when someone forcibly invaded a dream or was directly psychic. JrNovels.com
He smiled, walked to the first row and sat down, enjoying the performance on the stage so as not to be ashamed of the tickets.
At this moment, the person who spoke just now shouted again
"That tiger wants to bite your neck off, that curly-haired baboon wants to grab you under your ass for a cushion!"
Amidst the audience's hahaha laughter, the animal trainer's movements visibly froze.
This... Although those words seemed to be making trouble, why did I hear the meaning of a reminder... Klein looked sideways at the speaker in the same row, and found that it was a round-faced man in his thirties .
This tone, this method... a bit familiar... Klein muttered silently.
Inside the small theater of the Les Circus.
As long as it feels familiar, there is no problem for a fortuneteller. Klein pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, leaned back slightly, and whispered a few words almost silently.
Immediately afterwards, he pretended to rest and closed his eyes for more than ten seconds. In fact, with the help of meditation, he successfully fell asleep quickly and obtained the dream reminder.
It was a rather gloomy room, with only one candle flickering dimly on the coffee table, and the people sitting around were all wearing black robes with hoods and iron masks that could only cover the upper half of their faces. mask.
Rubbing between his brows deliberately, Klein opened his eyes and continued to watch the beast taming performance.
He has deciphered the revelation and understood the source of the familiarity:
The picture in the dream is the Extraordinary party held by the old Mr. "Eye of Wisdom".
There was a pharmacist with a chubby face, and he liked to remind others in a sarcastic way that he was obviously a kind-hearted guy, but he always gave people a feeling that he deserved a beating.
Could it be the "pharmacist"? Not quite like it, when did he know how to tame beasts... According to the internal records of the Nighthawks, the "Pharmacist"'s vision is not like the "Seer" path, which can distinguish the color of emotions in detail, um, in the aura field In terms of color, they are not good at it... Klein's thoughts slowly diverged, which did not affect his appreciation of the performance on the stage.
In his spiritual vision, the emotional colors of black bears, tigers, and curly-haired baboons are indeed not stable, and if there is a certain degree of stimulation, they are likely to explode on the spot, which indirectly proves that the chubby man who spoke just now is not In making trouble, he seemed to be able to read the thoughts of the three animals and understand their impulses.
And with his reminder, although the animal trainer became more and more intensely angry and his face darkened, he still instinctively softened his movements and became more careful, and the performance ended smoothly.
After that, it was a simple but hilarious drama, and when it was over, the magician came up to perform.
The magician was wearing a tuxedo, a bow tie of the same color, and a tall and big top hat. As soon as he came up, he breathed fire from his mouth, which immediately made the audience in the venue cheer and applaud.
It's a very simple technique... Klein, who already has excellent eyesight and has watched many magic teaching programs, just glanced at it and understood the key.
Next, the magician performed classic programs such as escape from the secret box, flying pigeons, taking out flowers, and card magic. Klein thought he could easily see through each of the opponent's tricks, but he was surprised to find that, At some point, I didn't gain anything at all, because my attention was attracted to the place the other party wanted, and the key details were ignored.
He obviously doesn't have extraordinary abilities, but his tricks can still hide from my eyes. Well, the key is the grasp of attention... The second rule of a magician is to fully mobilize the target's attention to achieve the desired effect? Klein made a guess in his heart that he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.
This is subject to "acting out" to gain feedback.
At this moment, the magician's performance ended, and the audience gave warm applause and applause without hesitation, and the atmosphere in the venue reached its peak in the afternoon.
"Hehe, the third rule, the magician's performance needs to be applauded by the audience?" Klein murmured to himself, half teasing and half guessing.
At the beginning of three o'clock, he tugged at the neckline of the long black double-breasted dress, got up and left the small theater, did not try to contact the chubby man suspected of being a pharmacist, but quietly remembered the other person's appearance - rashly "struck up a conversation" There may be an overreaction.
Taking the stagecoach, Klein returned to Minsk Street.
The carriage was divided into two layers, each with some passengers. Klein chose the window seat on the bottom floor as usual.
The carriage stopped and went for a while, Ben half-closed his eyes and recalled the inspirations just now, he suddenly felt palpitations, and became sober and rational, just like the reaction when someone forcibly invaded a dream or was directly psychic. JrNovels.com
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