[The Phantom of the Opera] The Beast and the Canary

The costume in the prologue is not my suit, but a camellia-colored off-the-shoulder dress.The collar and cuffs are embroidered with black lace, and the hem of the skirt is made of red paint that spreads in clear water and gradually changes. With a slight twist, you can see the calves and ankles that are too white.

Putting on mitts, I took a feather folding fan, went behind the stage, and waited quietly for the moment to go on stage.

I don't know whether it caters to the plot of "The Two-Face Man", but the rhythm of the prologue movement of "The Shepherdess" has completely changed. It was originally an elegant andante, but now it has become a hasty allegro.The violin trio is a leaden cloud, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

Accompanied by such a tune, my mood also changed, and the joy of meeting the Phantom again turned into apprehension.What the hell is in that rose-colored crystal bottle of his...?

After a long prelude, the backup dancers retreated to the back of the stage.I spread out the folding fan to cover half of my face, lifted the hem of my skirt, and walked out on my toes.The audience in the audience was still in a state of shock, their eyes were like copper bells, as if they didn't realize that it was another opera.

The dance steps of the prologue are very simple for me. I only need to wave a fan, stand on tiptoe, and rotate around the male partner a few times. But listening to the violin's sharper and more high-pitched violin, I have an inexplicable illusion—— At this time, what he was stepping on was not the marble floor, but the gleaming knife point.

Fortunately, the next main theme was given to the bassoon.When the breezy and comical bassoon sounds filled the theater hall, the entire auditorium breathed a sigh of relief.Some people opened the script that had just been handed out and began to watch it seriously.

At the same time, the movement entered the chorus, and the backup dancers stepped forward one after another, looking at me curiously or contemptuously:

"Poor fiancé, murdered by his enemies, lost his property and appearance."

I waved the fan slightly, and walked in front of a male companion. Under everyone's gaze, I rolled my eyes wildly, and gently brushed his chin and throat with the feathers of the fan.

The supporting dancers gasped in unison: "Damn shepherdess, abandon the foolish lover and look around for a wealthy son-in-law."

The male partner showed an interested expression, bent down, and extended a hand to invite me to dance.

I raised my right hand high and lowered the back of my hand like a hand kiss, but the moment he kissed me, I pushed him away suddenly, moved my toes back quickly, and began to retreat rhythmically.He took a few steps away, staring intently at my fingertips.

In this process of advancing and retreating, I had to keep a distance from him, sometimes far and near, along with the fast and sometimes slow music of the violin.Then, the moment he couldn't wait to hug me, he stepped out sideways and threw himself into the arms of another male partner.

This dance is still not difficult.The soundtrack has a strong baroque style. If it weren't for the elegant and lyrical violin, those few constantly cut, clown-like bassoon notes, I am afraid that people outside the hall would think that there is a Bach-themed concert in the hall. .

Compared with the unconventional style of "Double-Faced Man", the classical overture of "Shepherdess" is obviously more popular.I saw several men in the VIP seat nodding their heads frequently, and I don't know if they really think it sounds good.

At this time, the harpsichord played a series of high notes lightly, and the music was immediately dyed the color of flower petals, exuding an ambiguous and rich aroma.The male partner approached step by step, wrapped one hand around my waist, and slid the other hand from my waist to my calf, lifting my left leg into the air.

This is an all-too-common dance.When he held my ankle, his expression was very calm, and there was no fluctuation in my heart.

"Stupid rich man with a lot of money who can't tell the good from the bad."

Just when I fell back and fell into his arms, in an upside-down field of vision, I suddenly saw a pair of leather shoes and walked to the side of the curtain.

Looking up from the pair of leather shoes, you can see the swaying hem of the windbreaker, the slender and straight legs, the belt with gold buckles... and a pair of eyes that are more dazzling than gold.

The Phantom is watching me.

It's hot on the face.The place touched by the male partner immediately felt the burning sensation of ants crawling around.What's worse, when he saw me looking at him, his eyes not only didn't soften, but looked more predatory, scanning my calves and ankles back and forth in a materialistic way.

The soundtrack is getting more and more lingering, it is a silk thread soaked in anesthetics, entwining the sensitive nerves in the brain.My toes trembled, and it took me a while to realize that I should raise my hand to touch the face of my male partner.

Don't dare to look at Phantom again.I shifted my gaze to my male partner and caressed his cheek casually.Through a layer of gloves, I can't feel his skin is good or bad, but I can feel the phantom's eyes, undisguisedly residing on the back of my hand.

My heart skipped a beat, and my ears must have turned red.However, why should I be so guilty? Didn't he write all the scripts?Taking a deep breath, I tried to ignore the beating heartbeat.I put down my left leg, broke free from the male partner's arms, and approached the other male partner.

Then came the plot of the original audition. With the help of two male partners, I had to maintain a ballet position for nearly 3 minutes.At that time, the Phantom didn't ask me to perform this part, but skipped it and went straight to auditioning the aria in the third act.Wait, I seem to have forgotten something...

I couldn't help but glanced at Phantom again.He folded his arms, and sure enough he was still looking at me.

Facing his straightforward gaze, I suddenly remembered something.At that time, Margaret went on stage to audition, in order to highlight the effect of her solo dance, she slapped a male partner's side face in public.The phantom's first reaction was to change the stops of the harpsichord and improvise a variation ditty.Because of the deliberate guidance of the girl with red lips, I always thought it was his disguised confession to Margaret.

Now that I think about it, Margaret was not a professional ballerina, and that variation was not easy to dance, and it could even be said to be full of loopholes.Combined with the disgusted eyes he looked at Margaret later, I think it was more like his punishment for her.

What is Phantom's personality, in fact, most of the time, I can't figure it out, but what is certain is that he is a person full of control desires.If he liked Margaret, he would never allow her to hang out with the Duke and Marquis after professing it in every possible way, let alone make her a high-level courtesan.

He will only do one thing: control her, keep her forever.

If his operas were not written for Marguerite, the only person who fits all the characteristics of his heroines is...me.