652 Props for magic shows
He counted the chips in front of him strangely, it was less than 100,000 yuan, is your casino going to close?
But Qin Guan's heart was nervous for no reason, and the crowd around him who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, because this substitution also seemed to notice something, but became even more excited. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
High-level player showdowns! It's a lot more exciting than watching those glamorous dances.
The crowd on the inner and outer three floors converged towards this side, and Qin Guan's eyes looked at the new dealer on the card who was shuffling the cards.
The white solitaire flashed in Qin Guan's eyes....j,9,4,6,6,k...
"Sir, will you continue?"
The ace who had already entered the state of warm-up on the side smiled and opened the words of inquiry.
Before Qin Guan could answer the other party, a heavenly voice sounded outside the crowd.
"Qin Guan, I found you."
And when Qin Guan, who finally waited for the return of the main master, saw Cong Nianwei coming from the front, he didn't care about being handsome, so he got up and greeted him.
"See the text I sent you?"
"Hmm."
"Then you wait for me for a while, I'll go and pack up the money, Weizi, eat well tonight!" I please! Ha ha! ā
Qin Guan, who turned around, swept the chips on the table into the box with three strokes and five divided by two, and was about to squeeze through the crowd and follow in the direction of Cong Nianwei.
And the ace dealer on the opposite side was almost not flashed by Qin Guan's second retreat.
"Sir? Do you want it to end immediately? ā
Qin Guan, who was bent on his girlfriend's heart, returned a little impatiently.
"I'm a good person, my memory is even stronger, the next two split, you a J, I a Q, and then split you a 10, I an 8."
You're definitely not going to hit any more cards, and I'm either going to give up and lose $5 to you, or I'm going to hack you with a big hand, because I want another one, which is a 3! ā
"So, I'm leaving, don't thank me! You are welcome! ā
"Oh! Also, if the casino is really short of money, don't show it too obviously, really! ā
After speaking, Qin Guan sighed as if he was helpless, hugged the chip box, and ran away without a trace.
Behind the 21 o'clock platform, the ace dealer who stood petrified on the spot was left alone, and the Asian dealer who was smiling on the side.
The Asian dealer took advantage of the moments when everyone was on the spot, and gently opened the fifth card, but quickly cleaned the card when no one was paying attention.
Sure enough, he is a world-class actor, no wonder he runs fast, the last card is not 3 but 6, which is a losing card for him.
But as the rest of the onlookers, they didn't know.
The lucky seat, which had been sitting on by Qin Guan for a short time, immediately had two strong men fight for him, and the victor sat down proudly as the end of the whole incident.
China's fortune-telling immortals, if you come here, you can basically make a lot of money, and gamblers are the most superstitious people in the world.
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The boss, who saw the whole process on the monitor, tapped his fingers lightly behind his desk, and the white Arabic turbans naturally slid down on their arms.
The little Asian couple who struggled to squeeze out of the casino was completely unaware of the disturbances behind them.
When Cong Nianwei was stunned and watched her boyfriend holding a roll of banknotes and showing off with a smile on his face, although she didn't know the process, she also understood that Qin Guan must have used some small means.
However, the man who goes to the house to pick up money is better than the loser who is addicted to gambling and throws money out, isn't it?
The merits and demerits are offset, and for the sake of money, they will not be investigated.
Naturally, Qin Guan, who arrived early in the backstage of the Lanxiu Grand Theater the next day, changed the decline when he first came to work, and the whole person became happy.
The makeup artist of the performance crew led Qin Guan to a very professional dressing room, and the assistants around him spread a layer of plastic film on the ground.
"Mr. Qin Guan, please take off your clothes."
"All?"
"No, a pair of shorts will do."
Qin Guan, who received the response, breathed a sigh of relief, and removed the clothes on his body after dividing five by two.
The heater in the background should have been on for a long time in the dressing room, so that the temperature here will not catch a cold even if it is not an inch.
The painter on the side, after Qin Guan was ready, began the process of his painting.
A skin-friendly olive oil blend, mixed with richly colored gold dust, moved in his hand.
After a while, Qin Guan's whole body was covered with a layer of golden skin.
The image of the finished product, please refer to the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze People, but the color on Qin Guan's body is more bright.
His hair was spray-painted white, and the overall shape was like a god in a mythological story, and the clothes brought by the costume team later also confirmed Qin Guan's original idea.
It was a white pleated outfit with half of the shoulders exposed, and a simple wrap on the front of the chest, and the length of the pants underneath was just above the knees.
After the painting on Qin Guan's body dried, he stepped on the lace-up shoes that were also tied up with white straps, which the ancient Greeks would wear with only one layer of soles.
Qin Guan, who was dressed up and standing in front of the dressing mirror, really doubted what kind of magic show he was participating in.
Then, when Qin Guan walked out of the dressing room, he saw Chris, who was also dressed up.
And then, and then he was stunned.
If this magic show is Chris's current style, Qin Guan has now begun to congratulate himself that his costume is not too crumbling.
I knew that it was Chris's magic show, but I didn't know that I thought it was a zombie who had just come home from eating.
With a big mouth and a green face, he can't bear to look at it.
As Qin Guan, who had seen a lot of wind and waves in the fashion industry, he stood very calmly in front of Chris, and only asked the most important words after the other party circled around him three times.
"What should I do next? Do you want to go ahead of time? ā
Chris plucked his eyes from Qin Guan's body with satisfaction, and slapped his two hands: "Yes, we haven't rehearsed yet!" Come to Qinguan and follow me. ā
The chief planner was like Uncle Shake Hands, Qin Guan, who followed him, walked through the red curtain of the waiting room and walked to the front of the stage.
In the center of the table, some of the back, close to the curtain, there is a chair.
The only thing that was special was that the chair was welded to an extremely strong iron steel bar, which was now attached to the base made of iron plates under the stage floor.
This makes the shape of the chair like an open umbrella, and the small chair seems to be suspended in mid-air, connected to the ground only by a thin iron pillar.
"Props group!"
At Chris's command, an assistant who had already followed him on many tours, he took out an open upward stand escalator.
And Qin Guan understood his next task under the guidance of Chris's gestures. (To be continued.) )