Chapter 1448

At the same time, dozens of dry ice machines sprayed a large amount of white mist at the same time, and the stage suddenly became hazy and mysterious like a fairyland.

"Wow! It's snowing! Look, it's snowing!"

Some sharp-eyed audience under the stage suddenly exclaimed, and everyone turned their eyes to the stage.

Sure enough, there were snowflakes falling from the sky one after another. The crystal snowflakes, like white feathers, were flying all over the sky, and they looked more and more flawless under the light.

The audience close to the stage couldn't help reaching out their hands to catch the falling snowflakes, and the beautiful hexagonal crystals turned into small water droplets in an instant under the warm temperature of their palms.

"It's true! Real snowflakes! Snowflakes!" Someone exclaimed again.

Scenes such as snowflakes on the stage are very common, but all the snowflakes used are props, and I have never heard of making real snowflakes on the stage!
The Knight Magic Troupe is worthy of being the best in the magic world, and this opening is already extraordinary.

It's just that I don't know which magician is operating such a huge scene arrangement.

Everyone was looking forward to it, waiting for the magician to appear on the stage.

With a spotlight hitting one side of the stage, a small figure slowly walked towards the center of the stage.

It's Ye Zechuan!

He was wearing a white shirt and a pure black tuxedo, surrounded by feathery snowflakes.

Under the spotlight, his face was handsome and delicate, and the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders did not melt. He walked forward step by step, with fog around his feet and lights all over his body. He looked like a landscape painting with thick brush and ink, which was exciting.

The people on the stage looked at the boy on the stage, the corners of his mouth raised slightly as if there was nothing, and the smile was so faint that it was almost invisible.

The stage was already covered in white snowflakes, and every time he took a step forward, he left a faint mark behind him, such an indescribable movement.

In the gymnasium, it became silent from the moment he appeared on the stage, and the audience stared intently at the small figure of the boy on the stage, as if any noise would break the quiet scene.

In the arena, piano music sounded softly.

While the snowflakes were flying, Ye Zechuan raised his right hand and snapped his fingers in mid-air.

Seeing that the snowflakes seemed to suddenly have vitality, condensed in his palm, and gradually turned into the shape of a penguin.

The penguin, which is as transparent as ice crystals, stands chubby on his slender white hands, with a naive look.

He flipped his hand slightly, and then turned again, the ice sculpture in his palm turned into a majestic ice leopard.Turning over and over again, a clear dolphin is kissing his fingertips.

He stood in the center of the stage, with a faint expression on his face all the time, but under the spotlight, this expression poured into people's hearts like a moonlight, making the audience unconsciously attracted by his movements, forgetting the time and space.

Finally, he spread his hands out, palms up, and the snowflakes flying in the air gathered around him as if they had life force, transforming into crystal white doves with wings spread.

With another wave of his hand, all the pigeons disappeared in an instant, and even the snowflakes on the original stage suddenly disappeared, as if everything that appeared in front of him just now was an illusion.

Ye Zechuan faced the audience, put one hand on his chest and bent at 45 degrees to them, saluting the curtain call.

At the moment when he was about to leave, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

(End of this chapter)

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