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Chapter 1026 Magical Girl Fantasy (48)

Now time is running out, after another set of performances, it will be their turn, and Xiao Zhe still doesn't know anything. "Perform this." Qiao Huan smiled, put the props away, took out a match and lit it.

"Huh? Is it a performance out of nothing?" Xiao Zhe looked at it and guessed.

Qiao Huan looked confident and said, "That's right."

"Did Leng Huo buy it?" Xiao Zhe asked while looking through the props.

Fires are generally made by cold fire, which is a kind of flame that does not produce too high a temperature and can be grasped by hand.

"No need, just leave the main performance to me. Go and review the fairy tale "The Little Match Girl"," Qiao Huan said.

"What?" Xiao Zhe picked out his ears, thinking he heard it wrong, "Are you sure?"

Qiao Huan handed him a bag of things with a smile, and pushed him out: "Remember to put this on."

Xiao Zhe gave her a meaningful look, and did as he did.

10 minutes later……

"The little match girl, everyone has heard of this fairy tale, right?

What kind of sparks will magic and fairy tales collide with?

Let's invite the next group of contestants to give us a wonderful performance!

Performers: Qiao Huan, Xiao Zhe! "The host announced passionately on the stage.

The whole venue suddenly went dark, all the lights were turned off, and there was a commotion in the auditorium.

A light came down from the stage and shone on a thin and ragged girl, and the wind was blowing.

That girl is Qiao Huan.

Qiao Huan raised his head slowly, with tears in his eyes, and the stage slowly lit up.

At this time, snowflakes suddenly floated in the air, and the snowflakes flew up, and after a while, the area expanded to cover the entire audience.

The audience reached out to grab those snowflakes one by one. On the referee's seat, Guo Weihua reached out to grab a few snowflakes, took a look in front of him, and raised his mouth: "Paper? Interesting."

The performance was still going on, and I saw Qiao Huan calling pitifully in the snow wind: "Matches are sold, does anyone need matches?"

At this time, Xiao Zhe, who was acting as a passerby, came out, asked a question, and then ended.

That's right, here his mission is complete.

Qiao Huan took out a match from the matchbox, blew lightly with his mouth, and a small cluster of flames ignited.

The camera turned to Qiao Huan, and after focusing and zooming in, people saw that the flame had turned into the shape of a roast duck.

Everyone was surprised!

After the match went out, Qiao Huan took out a match and blew on it lightly, the flame flickered.

This time the flame was the face of an old old woman.

Xiao Zhe in the audience watched her performance, but couldn't think of any flaws.

After the match was burned out, Qiao Huan stood up.

She used her hands to remove the snowflakes in the air, and the snow fell bigger and bigger.

After a while, a small pile of snow accumulated on her hands.

She folded her hands together and held it lightly. After the snow melted, it trickled down from between her fingers.

When she opened her hand again, there was nothing inside.

Guo Weihua was shocked, stood up from his seat, and watched nervously.

This is obviously snow made of paper, why...

Qiao Huan seemed to have noticed his gaze, turned his head to meet his gaze, smiled, and continued with the rest of the performance.

She took more matches from the matchbox and lit them one by one, each time a flame ignited, becoming an object.

Dresses, books, roast chicken, cakes...

Finally, she took apart all the matches, took them into a handful, and threw them into the air.

呲——

(End of this chapter)