Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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Qin Guan, a flexible man, climbed two meters high into the air two or three times, prompting a person toward the ladder underneath: "Hold on, I'm going!"

Then he stepped back towards the ladder and sat steadily on the chair lifted by the small steel bar.

In several directions around, there were a few elevators ‘Kaka’, and two or three assistants were busy on the stage.

Transparent and powerful pressure, the material uses the latest technology products, in order to protect the safety of Qin Guan, a security measure is tied behind him.

Even if the iron chair was broken from underneath, Qin Guan could fall in the air, and he would not fall.

As for the props set designer, he worked with the lighting engineer in the venue to busy Qin Guan's hem like a trench coat, completely covering the trace of the small chair under his butt.

Then, using the contrast of the light near the back field and careful color blocking, Qin Guanxuan's image of sitting in the air was more full and perfect.

After the busy work of the staff, when the surrounding escalators are all gone, there is only one left in the venue sitting in the air, just like the real god-like Qin Guan who can fly.

"How? Qin Guan? How do you feel?"

"Very good! I have never felt so good... The human settlement on the stage is high and looks even smaller... Ha ha ha."

Fortunately, there is no fear of heights, otherwise it will be a good thing.

The question is how to get down now, and as Qin Guan's doubts haven't been said, he found that the chair welded to the steel pillar is slowly descending.

Isn’t this dead? How can it move?

Chris on the side seemed to see his doubts, and pointed to the bottom of the floor: "The base is liftable. Rest assured, it must be strong!"

Then he wrapped Qin Guan's neck in one hand and proudly pointed to the auditorium of the Lanxiu Theatre. His prideful promise was: "Today, I will turn over the audience so that everyone can remember Live my reputation as the magician Chris!"

Qin Guan on the side knew that Chris had entered a mysterious rhythm of the live performance, and after the official opening, the staff and actors in the backcourt knew that he had turned the audience up.

In the midst of the most traditional Las Vegas sky shows filled with artificial feathers, Chris, like the night monster, appeared on the scene.

As if floating in mid-air, Chris walked on stage and walked on stage, first screaming off the court.

This tour, which has been promoted early, has attracted a lot of diehard fans where Chris went, and these crazy screams are the gifts of these fans who are not stingy.

"Chris, you are the messenger sent by the devil, admit it, please accept the godly me, I will use my soul to give back to the devil you serve!"

"Ah, my God, please redeem me, I am your most devout believer!"

This is a meeting organized by a cult organization. Qin Guan was shocked to see the demons dancing around the stage through the cracks.

Okay, what about tourist-oriented tours?

Is this not an illegal gathering of neuropaths?

The arrow had to be sent on the string, and he had already heard the notification sound from the background regulator.

Qin Guan, under the guidance of Chris in front of the stage, slowly floated out of the background.

Suddenly, background music like a choir sounded, and Qin Guanwei appeared solemnly on the stage, and then just under the head of the post, he knocked on the scepter in his hand and sat in nothingness. Midair.

The music is getting higher and higher, while Qin Guan is getting higher and higher, just like the real suspension technique, floating in the midair of the Grand Theater.

At this time, Chris was like walking in the air and climbing an inexplicable slope. Following the rise of Qin Guan, he also walked upward.

The people on both sides of the stage finally converged in midair in two very different ways.

Just like the meeting of angels and demons, one beautiful is not like a mortal, pure and dazzling, while the other is an incarnation of evil, with the most gritty desire.

"Ahhhhh..."

The deafening screams and the'crackling' flashing lights made Qin Guan's eyes dazzle for no reason when he looked down the stage.

According to the simple rehearsal before the opening, Chris has now walked in front of Qin Guan, looking at him suspended in mid-air.

Such a scene, hitting two people with light blue lights, a circular halo, swaying endless indifference.

"War.... Destiny.... Fate..."

Qin Guan, provoked by Chris, showed an expression of pity, as if watching the ants, slowly raised his scepter on his chest.

No lines, no scripts, just a rough description, all based on personal abilities and imagination.

But Qin Guan at this time, deduced the appearance of a true god, that is the difference between different races, not the communication between human beings.

The diehard fans who watched many shows under the stage, tourists from all over the world who bought tickets because of curiosity, and the original residents who originally belonged to Las Vegas, saw it in this brightly lit theater. An epic performance.

The single-language description is too thin, leaving only the silent shock of the bird, and the trembling like a direct soul attack.

The arm holding the scepter was raised carelessly, just like a little bug that flicked some eyes in front of him, with arrogance of unclear ambiguity.

As if he had been like this, he shouldn't be disturbed.

His golden eyebrows and white hair could not block his own style.

Slowly lifting up, slowly pointing, is like triggering the verdict of God.

Qin Guan's performance has attracted all the minds of the half-hanging son Chris, as if he had actually suffered 10,000 points of injury, like a broken butterfly from the air, his body leaned back and slowly fell.

Then, at the speed of the most normal free fall in the world, it crashed down.

"what!!!!"

Underneath is the crowd who awakened from the atmosphere just now, screaming in fright, not one but a nest.

When they thought Chris was an accident in a magic show, they were about to fall head-down in midair, and there was a major accident.

When his head was less than half a meter away from the floor, his body stopped strangely and continued to fall. Instead, it seemed to be like a weightless effect in space, but suspended.

"OH~~~"

There was another burst of exclamation, but it was amazing! (To be continued.)