Qin Guan did not get angry. He just retracted his sceptre and fell into deep thought. This was not worth his attention.
He acted like he'd just flicked an ant from his clothes and continued along his way, not caring about the creature's sorrow.
The chair began to descend slowly. Before it reached the floor, the wire pulled him up and he moved down leisurely. His tiptoes touched the sparkling stage before he turned around and disappeared without making any eye contact.
The background music suddenly stopped. Chris climbed off the floor and struck a lively pose before the audience.
Bang!
Pure white feathers fell from above, the splendid scene putting an end to the show. Satisfied by the spectacle, the audience clapped hard. This was a big honor for the performers.
The audience members bought bouquets and flower baskets for the actors. The curtain fell down. The next show was about to begin.
