[Phantom of the Opera] Devil's Beauty

Being stared at by so many people, some of them were maliciously probing, and some people were obscenely looking back and forth at her curves from the shoulders and neck to the chest and abdomen, Bai Lanzhi couldn't help taking a step back, a little frightened.

None of these reporters thought to respect Blanche.In their conception, people like singers and dancers are for looking at and admiring.Some well-off courtesans even invite well-known painters in the art world to draw pictures of them taking off their shoes, taking a bath, or lying on their backs with topless breasts.Being able to be gazed at by men from various angles is both their destiny and their glory.

It was winter, and Bai Lanzhi was actually wearing very thick clothes. The cloak was covered with soft down, the long skirt fell to the ankles, and long lace gloves were worn on the hands. , associating their shabby appearance, and blaming it all on their indiscretion.Just like now, some people have already attributed Bai Lanzhi's attention to her active seduction.

Her eyes are bright and moist, her lips are full and red, and her cheeks are always flushed with rose color, what is she trying to seduce them?

The crafty little lady, she must have expected this interview, dressed and waiting for them!

Although Bai Lanzhi is a little clever, her temperament is not complicated. Not only did she not expect this interview, but she also regretted coming here.Why can't I control my feet when I hear that person's name?She bit her lower lip annoyed.

At this time, a reporter squeezed to her side, took out a pen and paper, and asked aloud: "Miss Blanche, I am a reporter from Le Petit Paris. You must have heard of the name of our newspaper. I want to know, Are your pointe shoes stuffed with wood or sawdust, otherwise it is really impossible to explain that you can dance ballet and sing coloratura! We all know that it is very hard for an ordinary family to support a ballet girl, and you are not from aristocratic background. Where can I get the money to continue learning the tricks?" The implication is that she is not a girl from an innocent family, or the family's money came from a wrong source.

Bai Lanzhi was pushed back again and again by him: "It's impossible to put wood in pointe shoes, I..."

When there is one, another reporter interrupted her and asked, "Miss Blanche, did you compose the lyrics and music for the song "Nightingale" you sang?"

Just as Bai Lanzhi shook her head, before she could speak, she was drowned out by waves of voices behind her: "Isn't it me who wrote the lyrics and composed the music myself, and I have the nerve to say that I am the next Audrey? Ms. Odell is all her own." What a song I created!"

"Miss Bai Lanzhi, we reasonably suspect that your hands and feet are tied with steel wires when you dance, and there are mechanics on it to assist you in those difficult moves!"

"Miss Blanche, can you give us a 'foothold' for a live show?"

"Miss Blanche, can you sing us a part of the Queen of the Night's aria?"

"Miss Blanche..."

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The malicious interrogation was like whips quenched with venom, lashing at her ears and brain as if they wanted to smash her sanity.As soon as she thought about the answer to the last question, she couldn't wait to throw out the next question.They didn't listen to her answer at all, they just wanted to see her panicked and frightened.What's even more exasperating is that she can't do anything to these people at all.Even if she is dissatisfied and depressed, she can only hold it in her heart. Their voices are louder than hers, and their strength is stronger than hers. They control the overwhelming right to speak and do not allow her to struggle and resist.

In the chaos, Bai Lanzhi subconsciously looked at Eric, hoping that he would come to help her, but saw that he was already walking this way.

He seemed to carry an invisible, powerful, and deterrent aura, and the crowd would automatically separate wherever he went.He easily walked to her side and stood in front of her.

He wore a rather textured black coat today, with neat cuts on the shoulders and back, sharp lines, and no wrinkles at all.Standing in front of her, it was as if a sharp mountain had risen.This scene hit her eyes, and in an instant, her heart seemed to be burned by bright and trembling light.

All kinds of malicious sights disappeared, and the pressing questions with malicious intentions also stopped, and all the reporters pointed their finger at him:

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"May I ask who you are, Miss Blanche? What right do you have to stand in front of her?"

"Why did Miss Bai Lanzhi refuse our interview? Is it because of a guilty conscience?"

"Since the title of 'the first soprano wearing pointe shoes in history' is in the name, it should give us a live performance of coloratura and pointe. Our request is not too much!"

Bai Lanzhi hid in the shadow behind Eric, unconsciously tugged at the hem of his clothes, and complained softly, "I don't want to perform for them like a monkey..."

The person who was dragged by the corner of his clothes glanced at her, then turned to the front, and said in a calm and almost indifferent voice: "You are a reporter from "Le Petit Paris", right?"

The reporter who was named was stunned, and puffed up his chest: "Yes, what's the matter?" "Le Petit Paris" is a private newspaper founded the year before last. It has developed rapidly and has a huge circulation. He is very proud and proud to be a reporter for this newspaper.

"You have been fired." Eric said lightly, "I am an investor in your newspaper."

The reporter of the Little Paris newspaper was stunned, and after a while, he blushed and yelled: "You say you are an investor, and you are an investor. What evidence do you have?"

"Believe it or not." He folded his arms and looked around. "The others are the same, and their mouths should be cleaner. Although I am not an investor in your newspaper, I can be anytime I want. Fire You are only a matter of time."

It was the first time for everyone to hear such an arrogant and arrogant speech, and they couldn't help being stunned.Someone opened his mouth to refute, but after looking at Eric's watch, clothes, and aloof demeanor, he closed his mouth again with a flushed face.Birth determines knowledge, and he can't even tell the brand of Eric's clothes, so what can he use to refute him?Moreover, even if he can't invest in all the newspapers in one go, with the financial resources he has shown, it is still easy to suppress a small reporter.

Most of the people had this thought, and they gradually fell silent.For a while, the chaotic scene was suppressed.Only then did Eric turn sideways, clasped Bai Lanzhi's wrist, and pulled her in front of the people: "Now you can accept the interview."

The temperature of his fingers was icy cold, as if it was the body temperature of a ghost, but it made her heart tremble again, and she couldn't help but jump wildly.