Be the C heroine in a famous book [Quick Transmigration]

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In the next three days, the opera house was full, and the two managers were not wrong, and the Parisian newspapers rushed to report the performance of the opera house.

Miss Carlotta, a soprano, is said to be miraculous. Some people say she is a "music elf", and some say she is "a voice kissed by God"...

The Phantom hasn't been here since that day, but she can receive a delicate rose every night, with the Phantom's unique font.

In addition, the face of the unbelieving manager became worse and worse, because the guests in the fifth box had accidents one after another, and an earl broke his friend's leg.

People in the opera house are panicking, and the two managers are also on the verge of collapse.This morning, Phantom sent another letter, in addition to the right to use Box No. [-], he also asked for a monthly salary of [-] francs.

It was so ridiculous that a ghost should ask for a salary, but none of them could laugh.

Carlotta knew that sooner or later they would compromise, and now she only hoped that no one would die.

Because of her rising fame, many people have come to visit her these days.

Among these people are her fans and suitors, as well as the heads of other opera houses.The former hoped to be her lover, the latter hoped to dig her over.

She is now the ace of the Paris Opera House, and the two managers are unlikely to be willing to let her go. They took the initiative to negotiate salary with her until she was satisfied.

Today's third guest, a bit special, is the owner of a music and dance academy, but this academy is about to close down.

When Mason came to report Mr. Rand's visit, his tone was peculiar.Carlota felt very strange, but because she couldn't see her face clearly, she could only put down her doubts.

When she entered the living room, she saw the tall and straight figure from behind, and her footsteps stopped.

If someone had told her before that some people could fall in love just by looking at their backs, she would have scoffed.

However, she had to believe it now, this figure was so handsome she had never seen before, he just stood leisurely by the window, like the most beautiful scenery.

I just don't know what his face looks like.But she thought, with such an outstanding temperament, as long as his facial features are more correct, he can be regarded as a handsome man.

Hearing the voice, he quickly turned around and met her eyes.

Carlotta had a flash of regret, except for a pair of blue eyes, his face was hidden in the mosaic, and she had no way of knowing what he looked like.

"Mr. Rand, please sit down." Carlota showed a social smile and sat down on the sofa.

Mr. Rand seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and his blue eyes observed her for a while, and a flash of surprise flashed through him, as if he had seen some strange sight.

"Mr. Rand?" Carlota thought it was strange that he was motionless.

Rand came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and sat down beside him.

"Miss Carlotta, nice to meet you." He said polite words, but unexpectedly gave a very sincere feeling.

Carlota felt that this Rand should have been educated by the nobility, and only nobles with profound backgrounds have such a demeanor.

"Mr. Rand, aren't you from Paris?" Carlota speculated.

Rand flashed a flash of surprise, and asked in confusion: "That's right, how does Miss Carlotta know?"

His gaze was always lingering on her face indistinctly, as if he was observing something, Carlotta felt even more weird, and turned sideways uncomfortably.

He noticed it immediately, restrained his gaze, and lowered his eyes.

Carlota resisted the strangeness and said, "As far as I know, there is no noble named Rand in Paris, so where is the gentleman from?"

Rand's eyes were on her face, and he quickly moved away. He said in a gentle voice, "In fact, I'm Italian. I inherited an inheritance from a distant relative. There is an art academy, but I have no time to manage it. I wonder if Miss Carlotta would like to be my partner?"

His tone has a unique rhythm, and his voice is very pleasant, which makes people feel refreshed.

Carlota quickly forgot his offense just now and had some good feelings for him.What's more, he has an art academy, and he invited her to be a partner, which just fits her mission needs.

Carlota's attitude softened a lot, and she said with a smile: "Mr. Rand's proposal is very interesting. I want to understand the basic situation of this art academy before making a decision."

Rand immediately agreed: "This is as it should be. I wonder if Miss is free now?"

Carlotta was a little surprised by his swift and decisive actions. She asked Mason to inform the opera house that she would be there later, and she and Rand got into the carriage.

The buggy was more than enough for two people, but Carlota always felt a little uncomfortable, because Rand always looked at her vaguely.

"Mr. Rand, do you have anything to say?" she said with a smile.

Rand also smiled. Even though he was caught peeping, he didn't look embarrassed. He said gracefully, "Actually, I was one of the audience at the Opera House last night. I was honored to enjoy Miss Carlotta's genius performance."

Then he looked away, lowered his eyes and said, "Sorry, I'm so happy to see Miss today, I offended you."

"Do you like my song very much?" Carlotta was a little curious.

"Yes, but Miss doesn't seem to be aware of her own charm?" Rand's voice changed a little, and there was a lot of charm for no reason.

Carlotta gave him a strange look, but found that at some point, he was sitting next to her.

At this time, his breath was almost sprayed on her face, and the corner of his clothes wanted to catch her sleeves, which was very ambiguous.

"Miss Carlotta, you surprised me." His eyes tightly enveloped her, as if warm.

Carlotta felt a little strange, could it be that Rand was seducing her?

But why?Could it be that he is going to sell his luster and let her do a free job?

"Mr. Rand surprised me too." She smirked.

"Oh?" Rand looked at her curiously.

"To be honest, Mr. Rand, do I really need a partner? I always feel that you can't pay the corresponding price?" Carlota said aggressively.

Rand was stunned for a moment, and after he realized it, he burst out laughing, that noble temperament was gone, like a sunny boy.

He laughed for a long time, and then said: "Miss, you are very humorous, you can rest assured about this, you seem to have misunderstood me?"

"Misunderstanding? I don't think so. You have been seducing me. Why?" Carlota asked straight to the point, a little confused.

Did she get it wrong?Rand is a libertine who habitually seduces women?

Her words were very direct and not very polite, but Rand was not displeased. He just looked at her with a smile, and looked very happy instead.

"Mr. Rand, why don't you speak?" Carlota asked.

"I was thinking, how should I tell you." Rand's tone was brisk, he pondered for a while, and asked, "Does Miss Carlotta know the story of Narcissus?"

In Greek mythology, Narcissus fell in love with his own reflection in the water because he was so beautiful, so he drowned himself and died, turning into a daffodil.

"That narcissistic boy in Greek mythology?" Carlota was a little puzzled.

Rand found her statement very interesting, chuckled lightly, and agreed: "Yes, a narcissistic teenager."

"Is this related to what we said today?" Carlotta wondered.

"It was there before today, but not now." Rand looked at her with a smile, his eyes very focused.

Before today, he was this Narcissus. Because of his handsome appearance, he was always invincible, and his life became very boring.

But he finds one exception, Carlotta, who seems indifferent to his looks.

If it was another woman who was so close to him, she would have pounced on him long ago.But what about her?The look in Shen Jingbing's eyes is very interesting.

He thought, Paris is really a magical place, to hide such a treasure, he did not make a mistake.

Carlotta didn't know what he was thinking, she just felt that Rand's speech was disorganized and a little abnormal.In fact, today he's been weird, not quite normal.

"I have some doubts about your origin now, Mr. Rand. Could it be that you were born in the royal family?" I heard that the European royal family has married close relatives for generations, and many fools and lunatics have been born.

"You know?" Rand was surprised.

He really came from the royal family, is he really a lunatic?Just hide it better?

"I just found out too." Carlota smirked, already

Planning in her heart, she would run away as soon as the carriage stopped.

The carriage stopped quickly, and Rand got off first, then turned around, and stretched out his hand to signal her to hold him.

Carlotta didn't move. She glanced around and frowned. This place turned out to be inside a building, making it more difficult to escape.

"Miss Carlotta?" Rand wondered.

"Thank you." Carlotta stiffly helped him get out of the carriage, shook off his hand in an instant, and looked in the direction the carriage was leaving.

"Miss Carlotta, what's wrong with you?" Rand looked at her strangely and found that she was a little nervous.

"It's okay, I'm just a little surprised, the college seems to be very big?" The carriage's way out is too long, and there is no end in sight, so how can she escape?

Her tone was a bit gritted, and Rand found it very interesting, and said with a smile: "Yes, although there are not many people, the area is very large. Miss Carlotta, are you unhappy?"

What's the meaning?Do you still want to force me to be happy?

Carlotta took a careful look at him, and found that his eyes were fixed on her, which looked scary, and his heartbeat became very fast.

I heard that some lunatics usually behave normally, but only go crazy under certain circumstances. Is he just this kind of lunatic?

She took a deep breath and said with a smile, "No, I'm very happy. Why don't we go around?"

"Well, come with me." Rand said and raised his hand, Carlotta reluctantly took it.

At this time, the two were in front of a high-rise building. They didn't walk for long before seeing many people coming out of it. Most of them were young and had outstanding looks.

When these people saw them, they immediately surrounded them.

"Mr. Rand is here." It was a shout of excitement.

"Mr. Rand, I miss you so much." This is a tearful nympho.

"Mr. Rand, I love you." Another nympho.

"Mr. Rand, this is a gift from me, I hope you like it." A shy girl said.

Seeing the crowd getting bigger and bigger, Carlotta was a little frightened.what's the situation?Why are these people acting like crazy, as if everyone loves Rand, even men.

Could it be that this is not an art academy at all, but a madhouse?

Rand frowned and looked at these people, then looked at Carlotta, saw her face turned pale, immediately took out a gun from his waist, and fired into the sky.

The crowd paused for a moment, and then continued to approach him, seeing that someone was about to pull his clothes.A group of men in uniform quickly appeared and cut a passage through it, allowing them to pass.

So, Rand's gun was not used for self-defense, but to give orders?

Carlotta followed Rand to a room in shock, and was instantly surrounded by "uniforms".

"How are you?" Rand poured her a glass of water and looked at her with concern.

"What's going on here?" Carlota urgently needed an explanation, and selectively forgot that Rand was a lunatic.

Compared to those people outside, Rand was far too normal.

Rand smiled wryly, looked at her and said, "Can you understand now? The pain of Narcissus."

Carlotta looked at him in surprise, wouldn't she?

The "Narcissus" he said was himself?She looked at the mosaic of his face curiously, and began to imagine how beautiful he was.

It was hard to imagine that a person's appearance could achieve such an effect. She always thought that Narcissus was just a legend.

This world is too strange, a Phantom is extremely ugly, and a Rand is extremely beautiful, can't the two of them reconcile?

"Fortunate to have you, Carlotta, you are a gift from God," Rand said, taking her hand and kissing it lightly.

She regained consciousness in an instant, pulled out her hand, a little embarrassed: "What are you talking about? A gift, just because I'm not fascinated by you?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Rand's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Isn't that enough? Carlotta, you probably don't know how precious you are."

"Look at the guards outside, they dare not look at me directly, even my parents dare not get too close to me, I live in danger all the time."

"Only you, you are an exception. Carlota, marry me." Rand knelt on the ground and begged.

Carlotta didn't react, what, is he proposing?

"Get up quickly, what are you doing?" Carlotta pulled his hand, but he held it in reverse.

"Carlotta, give me some time, and I'll make you fall in love with me." He felt her embarrassment, kissed the back of her hand, and stood up.

The room became very quiet for a moment, Rand kept looking at her intently and curiously, Carlotta looked at him, hesitant to speak.

"Carlotta, what do you want to say?" Rand said understandingly.

"Mr. Rand, your special ability is indeed distressing, but you can't propose marriage because of it, do you understand? Marriage requires love." Carlotta felt that Rand was very innocent in this aspect, and persuaded with some distress.

"Simon," Rand corrected, "my name."

Carlotta was a little helpless: "Okay, Simon, do you understand what I mean?"

Seeing her tangled look, Rand chuckled, and went to the table next to him to pour two glasses of red wine.

"Carlotta, I am 25 years old, not 15 years old. I understand what you said. Love, do you want love? I will give it to you." He handed her a glass of red wine with a firm tone.

"Give it to me? But love needs fate, you can't just give it if you want." He said it so easily, as if he could easily make her fall in love with him, it's too narcissistic.

Rand raised his eyebrows and asked unexpectedly: "I don't think that's difficult?"

This is a very profound question, young man, some people can easily get love, while some people never get it in their entire lives.

Of course, for his kind of prosperous beauty, it's quite simple.It's just that his face was blocked, so it's impossible for her to fall in love with him because of the mosaic, right?

"Others don't say it, but I don't love you now, and I don't think I will love you in the future." Carlota suddenly thought of the phantom and the unfinished task, and became a little absent-minded.

Rand frowned and asked, "Why are you so sure? Do you have someone you love, that Viscount Henry?"

Of course it wasn't him. Carlotta shook her head and didn't say anything more. She looked at the sky outside and changed the topic: "I think, let's talk about the school?"

Rand was a little reconciled, but he knew that she had no intention of talking again, so he could only take out the materials in the office and discuss with her about the college.

At present, the college is not well managed and there are very few students.In fact, if it weren't for Rand's arrival, those students would have dropped out of school just now.

As for the reason, the main reason is that the quality of teaching is not good, excellent teachers have been poached, the college is not well-known, and it is difficult to recruit students.

Carlota understood why Rand had found her partner. Firstly, she could advertise the college, and secondly, she could improve the quality of teaching.

"Do you like this college?" When she was reading the document, Lan's eyes were almost glued to her body, his eyes were like the surface of spring water, which seemed to be calm, but in fact the spring tide was surging.

She had to admit that he still had a bit of seductive skill. This kind of invisible teasing was both advanced and hard to resist.

Under this kind of gaze, she was a little restless, closed the document, and replied: "I like it very much. Apart from the lack of teachers, there are almost no shortcomings."

"Then, I'll give it to you." Rand said calmly, as if what he gave was not a college, but a carrot.

Carlotta was very speechless, and refused: "I can't get paid for nothing."

He was a little surprised, looked at her for a while, and found that she was serious.She is really different. Although she is in Vanity Fair, she is not vain, but has more self-esteem than noble women.

Because of this, he admired her even more, but also felt a little distressed.If she was anything like other divas or courtesans, he believed he could get her soon.

However, she is not.In this way, how can he please her?

Next, Carlotta and Rand discussed the development of the college and the distribution of benefits, and he agreed one by one.

But she didn't seem happier either, and he felt a little anxious about what he could do for her.

His eyes lingered on her all the time, making the atmosphere ambiguous.And it seemed that she would not refuse her, Carlotta was a little helpless, and completed the most unfulfilling business negotiation.

In the afternoon, Carlotta decided to go back to the opera house, and Rand insisted on escorting her.The trees on the side of the street receded quickly, and there was a moment of silence in the carriage.

"Carotta, can you chat with me?" Rand saw her looking out the window, his eyes were a little dim.

"What are you talking about?" Carlotta looked at the other side.

"Anything is good, I like to listen to it." Rand's eyes were watery, and his tone was smiling.

It started again, and he started flirting with her again.

Carlotta regretted again, if only she could see his face.Just listening to his voice, she can only feel some ambiguity, but not really attracted.

She pondered for a while, and began to talk about tonight's performance. Rand kept asking about the plot, and the chat was quite pleasant.

The opera house arrived soon, and when Carlotta returned to the theater, he found that everyone was rehearsing, and the stage was very lively at this time.

The people inside immediately spotted her and greeted her one after another. The manager Debien saw her and greeted her with a smile.

"Miss Carlotta, would you mind having a chat in the office?"

She thought about the salary issue, and was about to agree, but she heard a loud noise, and immediately looked over there.

During the stage rehearsal, there was a huge curtain hanging on it. At this moment, the fast curtain suddenly fell, and everyone exclaimed in unison.

"Quickly, pull them out of the curtain." Debien immediately gave the order, his face was strangely pale, and his eyes were a little frightened.

When everyone came out of the curtain, they had just breathed a sigh of relief, but the stage mover let out a scream.

Everyone immediately looked into the air, and saw a person hanging upside down there, with one leg tightly bound by a rope.

How did Jack get hung up, and where did the rope come from?Panic spread in the hall, and everyone looked around suspiciously, fearing that they would be the next one.

Ballet dancer Meg suddenly panicked: "A ghost, it must be a ghost."

This thin voice spread like a plague, and everyone was reminded of the strange thing that happened at the Opera House yesterday.The count and his wife said that there was a ghost in the box, and Viscount Henry was also broken by the ghost.

The crowd ran off the stage in horror, and no one cared about Jack who was still hanging in the air.

Debien's face became even paler. He kept scanning the entire theater, but he couldn't figure out how to hang Jack up. The rope seemed to grow from the ceiling.

Is it really a ghost?

He thought of the ghost's letter received this morning, and his request, and his whole body was sweating.

Another manager, Pollini, soon arrived at the scene. He and Debyan thought about it in an instant, and said in horror: "Man, it must be a ghost. He is taking revenge."

"Box No. [-], where is the administrative manager, find him quickly." Debien immediately ordered the security guard.

"Where are the firefighters, get Jack out."

"Actors, go to the waiting room. After an hour, re-set the stage."

Debien's order suddenly emptied the hall, and when he saw that Carlotta was still there, he smiled and said, "Miss Carlotta, why don't you go to the dressing room to rest for a while."

Carlotta guessed that it was the Phantom's request that they did not implement, so they retaliated against the Opera House. She returned to the dressing room without asking any further questions.

When exactly did the Phantom start killing people, and how many people did they kill?The original book did not elaborate, if the two managers satisfied him this time, there should be no need for him to kill again.

Therefore, he should have killed the mechanical team leader at the beginning of the plot, because he was about to discover the underground labyrinth.

When she walked to the dressing room, Mason just came out. She saw the master and asked curiously, "Miss, what happened in front?"

Carlota entered the room and briefly explained what happened just now. Mason turned pale with fright, and tremblingly said, "Miss, what about tonight's performance? Will the ghost act strangely again?"

Carlotta was a little surprised that people in this era believed so much in legends like ghosts. She smiled and said, "Mason, what are you afraid of? You haven't offended ghosts."

"Miss, what do you mean, someone offended the ghost?" Mason immediately responded and asked in a low voice.

She shook her head, didn't say much, lay down on the rest bed, closed her eyes and took a nap.Mason covered her with the quilt and went out of the room.

After she fell asleep, a black figure came out of the mirror and walked to her bed.He was hidden in the mask, only a pair of dark eyes looked at her.

"Music goblin, Carlotta, you are mine." A deep voice sounded.

How to describe this sound?It is more cheerful than the cello, more magnetic than the piano, and it is simply not a human voice.

Unfortunately, Carlotta knew nothing about all this, she was immersed in a sweet dream.

When she woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Under the scattered sunlight, she saw a bright rose next to her pillow and a note underneath.

It says:

Music goblin, don't get too close to other men, that will only piss off the devil.

—your follower, phantom stay

She noticed immediately that his title had changed, from Eric to Phantom.So, he's not going to hide his identity anymore?

What is he going to do?

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