“…… In front of the dimly lit mirror at the entrance of the theater, he stared at himself through the smoke.

When the curtains cut off the hustle and bustle of the sea of stars, faded photos and handwriting were turned under the lamp. ”

Shabhe's gentle voice faded to the background music, and she finished her recitation.

The applause from the audience was sparse, and the only people who were willing to applaud her were boys.

"She was the one who beat Xiao Yu, right? Her clothes are the same as in the photo. ”

"I heard that it was a confession failure, and I was annoyed and angry......"

"How did I hear that she owes Xiao Yu a lot of money, and Xiao Yu will be beaten if she can't get into debt......"

"It's not Le, it's the person this girl likes who likes Xiao Yu, so she's jealous......"

The boos from the audience were even higher than the applause.

But Xia Buhe didn't care, anyway, this show was just a task assigned by the teacher.

Xia Buhe breathed a long sigh of relief and hid in the side curtain.

The heart of completing the task relaxed, and I thought about finding a good position in the side curtain to see the next performance.

Maybe you can still see the secret of Xiao Yu's magic.

No, he doesn't have any props, he won't cancel the show, right?

"I heard you beat me up?" The pleasant voice of the breeze in the forest came from Xia Buhe's shoulder.

She turned her head sideways, and her face was as clear and white as the first snow, and her warm eyes under her thick and slender eyelashes were staring at her.

It took Xia Buhe a long time to come to his senses, and he said, "Don't you know if I beat you or not?" ”

Xiao Yu smiled at her: "I know you didn't beat me, but I can't let you be wronged......"

A white dress made of silk fabric wrapped Xiao Yu's slender body, and a few tufts of soft velvet fur were dotted on the shoulders, which was an uninhibited elegance.

The host said something on the stage, Xia Buhe didn't listen to a word, her ears automatically blocked all sounds except Xiao Yu.

"You should know that I don't have any props to use for tonight's performance, so I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Xia Buhe just wanted to ask, but before he could speak, he was grabbed by Xiao Yu's wrist.

The slender fingers wrapped in white gloves were not pinched hard, but Xia Buhe couldn't break free as if he was being cuffed by an iron hoop.

She didn't plan to break free.

Following the guidance from his wrist, the ghost of Shabho returned to the stage like a god.

From the moment Xiao Yu appeared from the side curtain, the audience burst into crazy screams and cheers.

"The magic trick I performed tonight, due to some prop reasons, may not achieve the most perfect performance effect, I hope you will forgive me."

Xiao Yu held the microphone and faced the audience with a very chic attitude.

When he said the word "line", he deliberately accentuated his tone, as if to say - the magic won't work tonight, because you stole my props......

Compared with Xiao Yu, who is confident and calm, Xia Buhe, who is at a loss to the side, is like the green leaves of the flowers.

No, it's like the plain dirt under the feet of flowers.

"For the magic effect, I specially invited a beautiful and lovely assistant guest - Xia Buhe, who just brought us a wonderful recitation, and everyone applauded her!"

Xiao Yu's words once again ignited the audience, and the thunderous applause was in stark contrast to the sparse applause when Xia Buhe left the field.

The lights dimmed, and the audience gradually quieted down, staring at the stage with expectant eyes.

Xiao Yu took advantage of the lights to go out, leaned into Xia Buhe's ear and whispered, "This is the applause you deserve." ”

"What should I do?"

"Do your recitation again, this time, enjoy your stage......"

In the darkness, a "coo-coo" cry came from the stage.

As the stage lights focused, a white dove with wings spread was flying around Shabhe.

The white feathers draw an arc, and in the center of the arc is the helpless Shabhe.

"Words!"

In the illusion, it was as if he heard the pigeon talking to him.

But he didn't care much, and Shabhe began to recite the verses he knew by heart.

"Following the pigeon's whistle, I look for you......"

"The high forest blocks the sky......"

As soon as the dove heard the command, the dove flew away from the side of the audience and headed straight for the spotlight on the stage.

The shadows cast by the doves, which gradually approached the light, also became enormous, leaving only a few faint beams of light for the stage.

When the pigeon almost hit the spotlight, the pigeon disappeared with a "bang", but the brightness of the spotlight did not change again because the pigeon that blocked the light disappeared.

At this time, the sharp-eyed audience had already begun to exclaim.

Because the spotlight is projected on the stage at the moment, it is a tree shadow.

The whole stage, as depicted in the poem, becomes a sky blocked by a forest.

Shabhe couldn't see the complete changes in the stage, so she didn't know what caused the audience to exclaim, so she could only continue her recitation.

"On the path, a lost dandelion leads me to a blue-gray lake......"

The whistling pigeon flew into the stage again, flicked its wings, and dropped a gentle dandelion, and then another......

By the time the doves crossed, the foreground of the entire stage was covered with slow-falling dandelions, floating like feathers and flowing like yarn.

Suddenly, like the wind, all the flakes drifted in the direction where the pigeon had flown away.

Like a gauze curtain blowing across the audience, with a crisp atmosphere.

Someone reached out to grab it, but it was empty.

The pigeon circled the audience, and the flammas behind it turned like its huge tail.

When the pigeon flies back to the stage, it disappears again.

At this time, the light turned blue, illuminating the ground where Shabh was located like a sheet of water.

The flickering flakes that followed shimmered above the surface of the water and turned into stars.

The stars reflected on the surface of the lake, and all the spectators held their breath and were shocked by the fantastic scene in front of them.

Shabhe was also stunned, the rippling water did not look like a projection.

With such an immersive illusion, she couldn't help but look down at her feet.

The water beneath your feet really has its own reflection!

She bowed her head, and her reflection followed suit;

She leaned over, and her reflection leaned over.

It's like stepping on a real lake, and even the slightest movement of the soles of your feet can ripple a ripple......

Surprised for a moment, Xia Buhe forgot to recite, and Xiao Yu, who walked in slowly, recited the next verses:

"In the slightly shaky reflection, I found you, the unfathomable eyes."

Xiao Yu's footsteps caused the ripples on the floor, and the ripples gradually spread, causing the entire ground to emit a glittering wave.

Xia Buhe's heart also rippled with a warmth that he had never felt before.

The lights returned to normal, and the dreamy scene suddenly changed back to the usual stage.

The audience, who was so shocked that they were stunned, only then remembered to applaud.

For a while, the tsunami-like applause and shouts hit the eardrums of everyone present, and they did not subside for a long time.