The Nineteenth Century Didn't Believe in Love[Comprehensive]

Regarding science, Carlotta shamelessly stated that she believes in science. Although she doesn't understand various terms, she still trusts science more than religion.

However, the real reality cannot be explained by science. What Carlotta can understand is that the appearance years of various operas, music and other novels seem to be 50 years earlier, and the lives of all those musicians are moving forward in unison. for 50 years.

Of course, this does not mean that their masterpieces do not exist.All the backgrounds are normal, as if only France is on the correct historical path, while all other countries have snatched away.

The fact that the characters in the original novel did exist did not make Carlota feel much. You know, she herself was also a supporting role in The Phantom of the Opera, but she had indeed experienced it in her life.As for the so-called "plot", she is powerless to interfere in other people's lives, and can only make herself and her family and friends live a more comfortable and happy life.

In other words, as long as the phantom doesn't come to spy on Christine, Carlotta doesn't care that there is another colleague in the theater.But the point is, he not only peeped at Christine, but also gesticulated in the theater, which was very annoying.

After returning to the hotel, Carlotta searched out from the bottom of his suitcase with a blank expression on his face. on the thigh.

Standing at the window looking at the Whitechapel area in London, Carlotta smiled slightly.She is not too big, if Jack really bumps into her hand, I really don't know who is more pitiful.

As the eldest daughter of a French country gentleman and the chief soprano of the People's Theater in Paris, Carlotta's force value can be said to be beyond the imagination of people around.But the most important thing now is the rehearsal of "Carmen" that Elizabeth is concerned about.

Elizabeth liked Carmen's story very much and praised Bizet's musical talent.But at the same time, she also has her own views on the repertoire, and some minor revisions proposed are harmless, but more acceptable to the audience.Having been in contact with Elizabeth for a long time, Carlotta felt that this lady was particularly attractive to her soprano who was full of "artwork".She's intelligent, elegant, and measured, and she's a great conversationalist.

Of course, it would be better if Mr. Darcy was not watching.

"Carmen" is dominated by mezzo-sopranos. Although Carlotta became famous in Paris because of the soprano in the role of Euridice, she has a wide vocal range and her mezzo-soprano is quite good.The progress of the whole crew is very fast, and Elizabeth even reports every day, sometimes dragging her sister Jane along.

In her spare time, Carlotta asked Elizabeth to help her collect some English newspapers for "strengthening her English reading ability".Of course, drunkards are not interested in drinking. When she saw the report about Sherlock Holmes in the newspaper, Carlotta showed a sly look on his face.

Sure enough, as she expected, when everything was advanced 50 years later, the great detective was also in London.And most importantly, the detective knew French, and he spoke it quite well.

"Carlota, is Carmen wearing white or red when she plays?"

"Red, and it must be bright red."

When Elizabeth checked the costumes with the theater manager, she immediately spoke with a very serious expression: "The more gorgeous the better, it must be eye-catching, so gorgeous that it draws everyone's attention, and the style must also choose flamenco." dancing with a big skirt."

Carlota smiled slightly. Even in the UK, she strongly urges her colleagues to call her by her first name instead of her last name.She preferred her own name, and the group of Brits agreed after a couple of days of awkwardness.When she heard Elizabeth's voice, Carlotta subconsciously glanced at the dressmaker, and couldn't help laughing outright when she saw her particularly ugly face.

Strict and traditional Brits can be really, really cute at times.

But I don't agree with it or not. When the dress was first rehearsed with makeup, Carlotta stroked the soft and glorious fabric, and even liked it so much that he didn't want to take it off.

"My hair color is golden brown, and Carmen is a gypsy, do you want to consider dyeing it a little darker for the performance?"

Carlota, who was removing makeup in the mirror, took a thoughtful look at her hair, and quickly made a decision: "Let's dye it darker tomorrow."

"Good Miss Carlotta."

"Thank you for your hard work today, can I take this skirt back?"

A total of three bright red flamenco dresses were made—two for the show and one for spare.The theater's stage coordinator thought about it for a while and let Carlotta go straight away, but before leaving the theater, Mr. Coordinator stopped Carlotta's footsteps and saluted very gracefully.

"Dear Miss Carlotta, please allow me to take you back to the hotel."

"No need, it's safe here."

Carlotta dismissed the invitation lightly. Of course, she also understood that this gentleman was not out of pursuit: "Also, you should trust an opera singer's physical strength and their unique abilities."

After officially singing opera for three years, Carlota felt absolutely no problem running a half marathon.Moreover, the background of most operas is relatively far away, and sometimes they have to practice swordsmanship for performances.

After all, since he officially started singing operas, when he fought with Raoul, it was no longer Raoul crying for his father and mother, but he knelt down and surrendered without changing his mind.

After declining the invitation, Carlotta casually carried his bag and walked towards the hotel.The hotel is not far from the theater, just walk three intersections.It's just because the relationship at night is too quiet, so there is a strange sense of terror.These are not particularly big problems for Carlotta. She grew up in the countryside, and darkness is nothing more than a normal thing.

But even though it was normal, Carlotta still felt a weird feeling of "someone is watching him".Considering certain circumstances, Carlota showed a slight smile on his face, and his steps remained the same, but the size of the steps was slightly reduced, giving the "secret observer" a sense of urgency.

Adjusting the ring on the ring finger of his right hand, Carlotta took a deep breath when he heard footsteps following him, lifted up his skirt without hesitation, and quickly pulled out the gun from the holster. Out of the pistol. Gun.

This is why she insisted on choosing a large skirt - with a large skirt, this thing is very easy to hide, and it will not be lost when you take it out.and……

This is unexpected.

Holding guns in both hands and turning around quickly, Carlotta looked at the thin face in front of him and the dagger in his hand, and even greeted him with a good mood: "Hello, Mr. Jack."

"You're leading me out."

"Why do you think so?"

Carlotta asked rhetorically, since she arrived in London, she had inexplicably felt this kind of prying sight, even if she returned to the room, she would feel this feeling as long as she stood by the window.Just in case the weapons she brought, she didn't know if it was the so-called fate, but she actually used them.

"Yes, but I didn't expect you to be so vigilant, Irene Adler."

"..."

Mr. Killer, you have the wrong person.

Carlota couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth for a moment, and this Mr. Killer was also a talent for being able to identify her with the chief soprano of the Warsaw National Theater.But could this be regarded as another signal, for example, Jack the Ripper is short-sighted or something.

At first, Carlotta didn't pay attention, but after a little attention, he realized that Jack was looking at him with squinted eyes in such a dim situation.That very familiar look is like the old manager Mr. Le Farre looking at the ledger without glasses.

Myopic Jack is really unexpected.

The two confronted each other, Carlotta narrowed his eyes slightly, and then pressed the trigger without hesitation when the other party rushed up quickly.The sharp gunshots made the whole neighborhood noisy, but Carlota didn't stop her actions. When the bullet hit Jack and caused him damage, she reached out and turned the revolver. There was another shot at Jack's right elbow.

"Dang bang."

Jack gave up his dagger without hesitation and turned around and ran away. Carlotta didn't catch up either—the recoil force of this pistol is still not small. Still trembling.

Carlotta had participated in hunting before—the farm children hunted in the forest, and she was often ranked first besides her eldest brother, but anyway, it was her first time to shoot at people.

The blood is thick, but not bright red.The dark purple blood didn't splash on Carlotta's body, but it made her feel extremely uncomfortable.After coughing twice, Carlotta listened to the sharp whistle gradually approaching, and slumped down on the street, throwing his penis aside in a seemingly despondent manner, reaching out to hold the heart that was about to jump out of his chest, thickly panting.

This is England in the nineteenth century, Europe in the nineteenth century.

Compared with France, where the uprising in the east was suppressed in the west, the riots in the south were controlled in the north, Carlotta sincerely felt that...

No!Definitely can't think of the UK any better!Even if France is a mess, it is the best country in the world!

The author has something to say: Britain and France fought against each other in round 1, and Carlota won an overwhelming victory [Hello]

Please don't doubt Carlotta's force value, if she didn't want to be an opera singer, she would be a new generation of Zorro [Hello