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

In the evening, there was a celebration banquet, and the ground was covered with flowers and empty wine bottles.The lights are dim, and a dancing girl with golden blue eyeshadow can be seen vaguely talking with a man with a cigar between his fingers standing in the shadows.

Christine took me to the second floor.A prop master sat behind the doll and gave us a thumbs up: "Girls, dance beautifully tonight!"

Kristen and I both smiled at him.

Surrounded by hot steam, mixed with the bitter fragrance of soap powder.Next to the laundry room, although the smell is not very good, the location is very good, overlooking the entire theater backstage.

Christine stuffed a piece of butter bread into my mouth, put her elbows on the railing to support her face, and asked me seriously: "Meg, what's the matter with you today? During the rehearsal, your face was so pale that you were about to leave at any time. Fainted."

I chewed my bread, feeling down. "Kristen, can I ask you a personal question?"

"Ask, it's okay."

I considered my words and was about to speak when cheers and whistles erupted from downstairs, and I saw Hester and Viscount Shani walking side by side.A wave of people rushed over them, and some girls were almost on top of them.

Viscount Shani didn't respond, probably because he was used to it.Hearst reached out and grabbed the wrist of one of the girls.

In an instant, the volume of the whistle hit a new high.My emotions were also lifted by the surrounding atmosphere, and I was a little curious about what would happen next.

The girl's back was turned to him, and she should have been accidentally pushed beside him.Her hair is the color of sunflowers, and she wears a swan skirt.I was originally dressed like this, but when I stepped off the stage, I was dragged away by Christine and changed.

Hearst is definitely the most elusive person I've ever met.Because if you only look at his appearance and temperament, he looks more elegant than Viscount Shani, as if he has received a strict gentleman education since he was a child; but his behavior at the moment is really not a gentleman-aggressive eyes, rough movements , the knuckles were so hard that they turned slightly white, that posture was like a fugitive being caught by patrol.

The girl was held in tears by him, and looked back at him pitifully: "Mr. Hurst..."

A miracle happened.The moment he met the girl's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then he changed his expression quickly as if the beast put on his clothes, let go of his hand politely, and said, "Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

The atmosphere fell into dead silence in an instant.

Everyone looked at each other, seeing embarrassment in each other's eyes.

Hearst's reaction was too unexpected. Seeing his impatience, everyone thought he would kiss her directly.

In the end, the prop master next to me resolved the embarrassment - he raised his head and took a sip of beer, and said loudly: "Mr. Already!"

Then everyone laughed again.Someone booed and said, "Where do you put Miss Daye and Miss Geary by your side?"

"That's right, the most beautiful girl is obviously Christine!"

"I vote for Miss Geary!"

……

The laughter drowned out the embarrassment.Under the cover of her companions, the girl left quietly.

"What did you mean to ask me, Meg?"

Ah, almost forgot the business.It's just that after being made such a fuss, the desire to ask questions has weakened a lot.Looking at Christine's clean profile profile, and then at the lounge surrounded by Carlotta's flowers, my mind was extremely confused, I couldn't tell whether it was sad, shocked, or unbelievable...

"Meg, can you just tell me what's going on. I don't like it when you keep things from me."

I opened my mouth, I really want to ask where is your music angel?Is he still by your side?If he is still with you, why didn't he show up today?

I thought so in my heart, and I was about to say it, but when I caught a glimpse of someone approaching from the corner of my eye, I blurted out: "Kristen, look who has gone upstairs."

I swear, this sentence was said casually, and the purpose was to wait for the common people to walk away before speaking, but just after I finished speaking, I saw Viscount Shani and Hester standing not far away.

Hearst folded his arms and gave us a nonchalant glance.Viscount Shani smiled slightly, put one hand behind his back, took off his top hat and put it on his left chest with the other: "I didn't disturb your chat."

As he said this, his eyes were fixed on Christine.

Christine looked a little nervous: "Mr. Viscount."

Viscount Shani smiled slightly, and moved his hand behind his back to his front. He actually held a large bouquet of white lilies: "Don't call me Viscount, just call me Raoul...Little Lottie."

"Little Lottie? Are you..."

Viscount Shani put the lily into her arms, and whispered softly: "The boy who helped you retrieve the shawl in the sea. Christine, although you are not the protagonist tonight, you are still eye-catching. The chorus of dozens of people is amazing I can't hide your beautiful voice, just like the music angel you often mentioned before."

Christine whispered, "That's exaggerated, Raoul."

"How could it be?" Viscount Shani grabbed her shoulders and plucked the hair around her ear, "Do you mind having dinner with me?" He said, before Christine could answer, he turned to Hess one by one. Te nodded to me, "Excuse me."

After a few words, I didn't even have a chance to interrupt, and watched him take Christine away.

Looking at Hester who was standing next to me, and thinking of the same contemptuous attitude he had towards girls before, a sentence came to my mind: Birds of a feather flock together...

"Look at what I do?"

A voice came from above my head unexpectedly, a slender hand was propped casually on the railing in front of me, and Hester walked to my side.

I don't know whether he was intentional or not, but the position of his hands and feet just blocked me in a small space, so I could only stick my back against the beam.