Zhou Wang, feeling spontaneous, looked around and then laughed.
"All right."
Jiang Qingkui was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and smiled lightly, "If your performance can impress me, I can fulfill one of your requests, but it can't be too excessive."
Sister Qingkui, you're really something now!
Zhou Wang, suddenly energized, smiled mysteriously and said, "Let me show you a magic trick."
"Oh?"
Jiang Qingkui cooperated with a smile, but in her heart, she didn't have much expectation. In her view, Zhou Wang was probably going to perform some small tricks he learned from short videos, like making a flower appear or hiding something.
"Qingkui, do you believe someone can predict the future?"
"Of course not."
Seeing Zhou Wang get into character, Jiang Qingkui also began to play the role of a qualified audience, shaking her head, "It's not scientific."
"So if I told you I've already seen the future, you wouldn't believe it either, would you?"
"Yes."
