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

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

The sharp-eyed audience at the bottom of the stage suddenly exclaimed, and everyone looked at the stage.

Sure enough, there were snowflakes falling from the sky one after another, and the crystal snowflakes and white feathers were flying all over the sky, and they looked more and more clear and flawless under the reflection of the lights.

The audience close to the stage couldn't help but reach out to catch a snowflake that fell, and the hexagonal beautiful crystal turned into a small water drop in an instant in the warm temperature of the palm.

"It's true! Real snowflakes! Snowflakes! Someone screamed again. 雅_文_8__> ='·.

It's common to see snowflakes on stage, but I've never heard of a real snowflake on stage!

The Knight Magic Troupe is worthy of being the best in the magic world, and this opening is already extraordinary.

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

Everyone waited eagerly for this magician to appear.

As a spotlight hits the side of the stage, a small figure slowly walks towards the center of the stage.

It's Ye Zechuan!

I saw that he was wearing a white shirt, a pure black tuxedo dress outside, and snowflakes fluttering like feathers around him. > Yavin__8 _ =.

Under the spotlight, his face is handsome and delicate, a few snowflakes have fallen on his shoulders and have not melted, he walks forward step by step, the fog under his feet, the lights around him, it looks like a landscape painting with thick brushwork, exciting.

The people on the stage looked at the boy on the stage, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the smile was so faint that it was almost invisible.

The stage has been covered with snowflakes and white, and every time he takes a step forward, he leaves a shallow mark behind him, such a picture of indescribable movements.

In the gymnasium, he has been silent since he appeared, and the audience looked intently at the small figure of the boy on the stage, as if the silence would be broken at the sound of a voice.

In the venue, piano music sounded softly.

As the snowflakes flew, Ye Zechuan raised his right hand and snapped his fingers in mid-air.

I saw 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, has a round body and stands on his slender white hands, and he looks cute.

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

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

In the end, he spread out his hands, palms upward, and the snowflakes flying in the air all gathered around him as if they had vitality, 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 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 over them at 45 degrees, saluting for a curtain call.

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