[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

【Jean Grenouille】

Leicester's fist was actually useless sometimes.

That's right, when he punched down, the mirror was indeed shattered, but there was still a mirror behind the mirror.

In addition to these solid landscape decorations, the six walls were inlaid with layer after layer of thick mirrors.The mirrors here are specially made and surprisingly thick. Layer after layer of thick mirrors are closely connected to each other. The edge of the mirror is connected to a very thick roller. The roller should be divided into three parts. They are automatically selected to drive the mirror. Rotate to produce kaleidoscopic landscapes.

"This place looks like a large kaleidoscope. If you look at it for a long time, you will definitely go crazy. This is indeed a genius idea, but its use is cruel," Adele sighed, "Lester, our little hole-punching expert, failed this time. Do not blame you."

"Hey, I'm just trying it out first," Lester spread his hands, shrugging his shoulders with a relaxed expression, "The next step is to get real."

"Stop Lester, don't," Adele hugged Lester's arm with both hands, preventing him from continuing to exert force, "Your strength has not fully recovered, this is too reluctant!"

Lester raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Who said my strength..."

Adele stared at him, and then the guy suddenly stopped talking.

His strength has not fully recovered yet?Such strength and speed without recovery?

"Adele." I called to her and pulled her behind me.I feel compelled to remind Adele that she cannot be alone with Lester while I am away, she is so thin, and he will surely bite her neck off.

Of course, I must ensure that I can appear by her side at any time.

"Jean, it's getting hotter and hotter in here. That Mr. Phantom must have turned on some kind of heating system. But it's strange that he hasn't made a sound for so long, has he already left?" Adele wiped it off with her sleeve. Khan, she looked at me, her green eyes became clearer and brighter in this small room, "Jean, can you get out?"

of course.

I nodded.

I like it when she looks at me like that, I'm the only one in her eyes.And I never want to live up to her expectations.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the airtightness here had a certain impact on the emission of the smell, I would have been able to find the exit faster.

Now, though I've spent a little time, I can tell that there are two differences.In this sleek, clean and symmetrical room, there are two protruding blackhead needles.

"This must be the spring key of the secret door. If you don't know the location, you can't find it in front of the ever-changing mirror. I guess this is an escape secret door set up to prevent the owner of the room from accidentally falling." Lester spoke plausibly, as if he knew all too well.

But my concern is not this: "There are two. Which one will lead to the exit?"

"Uh... this..." Lester stroked his chin, looking thoughtful.

Does he need to think about something?I'm not asking for his opinion at all.

"Adele," I look back at her, and the room puts us so close that I can take a deep breath of her scent, "Which one?"

Adele didn't hesitate: "Press both. That Mr. Ghost is confident that no one can escape here, so he won't set up a useless hidden door key, but we need to judge which one leads to the exit. This judgment is not difficult, we have you, don't we, Jean?"

Oh, she's complimenting me again.I love the feeling of being dependent on her, it makes me feel useful.

"Of course." I replied, and pressed both spring keys at the same time.

The icy cold air rushed towards my face in an instant, driving away the scorching heat in the room, I took a greedy breath, it was refreshingly cool.

But now the problem is in front of us. The secret door on the wall and the tunnel under the floor are opened at the same time, and the places leading to it are dark and without light.

"Jean?" Adele called me.

I sniff against the ground, distinguishing the two streams of scent coming from different directions.

"Below is the wine cellar, a lot of red wine. Another exit..." I thought for a while: "It should be that person's room." I can smell the smell of wood, kerosene lamps, pipe organs, paper, ink and many other items, It's just that compared to the size of the room, these only items are too few, which will make the room look very empty.

"Jean, you are so amazing!" Adele rushed over and hugged me with a smile on her face. In the past, I might be intoxicated by the scent of her too close, but now I have gradually learned to restrain myself. He hugged her back and said, "So let's go through the secret door in the wall, Adele?"

"Yes, yes, is this still nonsense? I can't stand it. I'll go in and have a look." Lester shrugged and walked out of the secret door first.

【Adele】

A very simple room with wall clock, oil painting, chest of drawers, marble desk, teak bed, old-fashioned furnishings, but every piece of furniture is new and very clean.

At first I thought that Eric the Phantom should live here, but when Grenouille opened another door in front of me, I saw the black curtains hanging on the walls inside, like a funeral room for the dead, I suddenly became convinced that it was there. It is Eric's real residence.

However, where the white filial curtain should usually be placed, there is a huge music stand, and next to it is a huge pipe organ, which occupies almost the entire wall.And in the center of the room, hung a red satin tent, below which was an open coffin.

"It's "Reaper," Lester casually flipped through the papers on the music stand, "It's so strange, this man actually wrote notes in red ink." He kicked the coffin with a look of contempt: "It's not Vampires, sleep in coffins like us? Ridiculous."

"There is only red ink here. All his writing seems to be in red, and he is still sleeping in the coffin. Maybe he regards the red ink as blood and dreams that he can become a vampire himself? In that case, you have the responsibility to convert him." Duty, Lester." Lester and I had a little joke, neither of us thinking that this eccentric ghost trying to trap us would have weird fantasies of wanting to be a vampire.

In fact, I suspect that the reason Eric only uses red ink is because he is color blind and has trouble recognizing certain colors.

Lester snorted softly, and walked to the organ, where there was also a sheet of music covered in red notes, and he opened it again: ""Don Juan of Victory"? Hmm...it's interesting..."

Then he stopped talking.

"What's the matter Lester? Is there something wrong with the score?" I asked.

"Ah? Oh, no, no, no," Lester seemed to be awakened from a dream, dazed for a moment, then came back to his senses, and shook his head again and again, "This is a brand new opera score, but it's just not complete yet. It's finished, but it's really...very..." He curled his lips and admitted reluctantly: "It's great, it's a work of genius."

"If it was written by that ghost, then he is indeed very talented in music, but I wonder who wants to be his teacher for a person like him?"

Lester has lived for many years, has seen a lot, and he also plays the piano very well. In the case of being very hostile to Eric the Phantom, he can still praise Eric's musical talent, which can be seen The score is indeed very well written.

"Maybe he doesn't have a teacher at all, he is self-taught." I smiled at Lester, "Lester, you have to believe that there are such geniuses in the world."

Lester sneered, as if he didn't believe what I said, he turned his head and looked around: "Where is that guy? After locking us in, he left by himself? I haven't settled with him yet!"

"He went to the ground," Grenouille said, and he opened another door. I felt that Eric's mechanism didn't exist under his nose. At this time, he said, "This leads to the lake , shall we go now?"

I'm not surprised that Grenouille can find the exit, but I'm surprised by Eric's whereabouts. He wants to kill us rash intruders. There is no reason to abandon us at the critical moment and run to the theater go.Unless... "Which lady is the lead singer of "Hannibal" today?"

"Carota Judy, she sings pretty well, but she doesn't have much emotional input, and she will definitely not be able to become a great singer in her entire life." Lester shrugged. It seemed that he really watched the opera seriously tonight.

She is right.

The heroine of "The Phantom of the Opera", Christine, has not yet appeared on stage as the lead singer, so the Phantom should be rushing to take music lessons for her, so she has no time to deal with us.

But... Hannibal?

It sounds familiar to me.

If, if I remember correctly, at the beginning of the movie, the opera that made Christine famous was "Hannibal".

Then it's not far away, not far from the plot of this movie fully unfolding.

Am I going to watch this poor genius musician, mechanism engineer, and magician sink into despair because of love, and finally disappear in the world, no longer showing his talent?

"Adele, what are you doing?" Lester came over and asked me. At this time, I was lying on the sheet of music, found a piece of white paper, and wrote with Eric's quill pen dipped in red ink——

"Thanks for 'Hospitality', your mechanism and music are genius works, we admire them very much. Hope to receive the due treatment from guests when we visit your palace next time.

Yours sincerely Adele, Jean Grenouille and Lester"

"Hey, don't add my name, that's not what I want to say!" Lester also picked up a piece of paper, and wrote cursive characters on it: "Not a vampire, not a corpse, don't Sleep in a coffin like us, idiot."

Signed "Lester, Well Advised".

Then he arrogantly nailed the paper to the coffin board with a quill.

It occurred to me that it had been a mistake to bring Lester in.

He's going to ruin every little effort I've made to court the Phantom?

I can't imagine that when the Phantom happily returned to his lakeside apartment after giving music lessons to his beloved heroine, he found that three uninvited guests had not only escaped from the tormenting room, but How would he feel with some "traces" left in his bedroom & studio?

But thank you Eric, at least Lester respects your labor achievements and talents, and it is enough to be merciful not to write or draw on your beloved sheet music.