[Phantom of the Opera] Devil's Beauty

With Eric's incomparably cold warning in front of them, the reporter's questions again became much gentler, basically they were small and innocuous questions, and they were completely different from the harsh and mean ones before.After the questioning, they bowed and smiled apologetically and left, thinking in their hearts that they would never come to this ghost place again, what would they do with so much money, be musicians in a small theater that was losing money, and threaten Little people like them, don't they have brain problems!

Bai Lanzhi watched the reporters leave, but her mind was in confusion. She lowered her eyes and caressed the place on her wrist where he had touched, her heart felt soft and swollen as if it had been ironed by hot spring water.No matter how indifferent she was to her understanding, she probably fell in love with the people around her, but looking at his calm side face and indifferent eyes, she also knew very well that he had no feelings for her at all.All the ambiguity is her wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, her heart sank, she put down her hands in frustration, and lowered her head.And at this time, as if to confirm her conjecture, Eric picked up the black top hat hanging aside.She unconsciously pursed her mouth and asked in a low voice: "...Are you leaving?"

He answered quickly: "Yes." As quickly as if he was afraid of being detained by her.She blinked blankly, her red lips slightly parted, but she couldn't think of anything to make him stay, so she replied angrily: "Okay."

He frowned slightly, not quite understanding why her emotions fluctuated so much, but this was not within his concern, and he had no time to care.Putting on his top hat and nodding slightly, he turned and left without hesitation.

Seeing him walking away without looking back, the wishful feeling of loss in his heart suddenly became stronger.Bai Lanzhi kicked the floor, and was about to go back to her room for a deep sleep, when she saw a slender, clean dog stretched out.The owner of this hand was obviously from a poor family, with a few thick calluses on the fingertips and joints, but his nails were neatly trimmed, short and round, showing the owner's extraordinary care and neatness.

Bai Lanzhi froze for a moment, looked up, and saw a young man wearing a dark blue coat, striped vest and white shirt, watching her with a smile.He has shoulder-length black half-length hair, bright eyes, a thin figure, and a handsome and gentle face that almost glows softly. He is a person with completely different temperaments and worlds from Eric.

He always maintained the posture of shaking hands with her, and said with a light smile: "Miss Blanche, hello." Seeing that she didn't reply, he was not embarrassed, but introduced himself more gracefully, "My name is Gaston. Weber, don't worry, I'm not a reporter, so you don't have to be so wary of me."

When he said that, instead of letting down his guard, Bai Lanzhi became more vigilant: "Being a reporter doesn't mean you're a good person, Mr. Weber."

"If you can, please call me Gaston." He stood up straight, showing a gentle smile, "I will keep silent about your accusation, because no one in this world can honestly admit that he is a good person."

Seeing her turn around and leave, he hurriedly followed, put his hand on his chest and said anxiously: "You will never believe that I have become your music fan before I have heard your singing. The you in the newspaper is really It's so strange, so charming... I couldn't help imagining a peerless girl who can dance in the palm of my hand and penetrate the soul of a mortal with a song. I thought I would be disappointed when I saw a real person, but I didn't expect you to be more than I imagined. Goddesses are more beautiful and plump. I can only say that before seeing the real beauty, any imagination is boring and barren. I am glad that you taught me this."

This man's speech was more beautiful than those eunuchs singing in the church, but for some reason, Blanche always felt that his gentle and friendly smile seemed a little fake, as if he had other plans.Her intuition has always been keen, and she can quickly distinguish between false feelings and hypocrisy. She had previously escaped the "hunting" of the piano teacher in the manor because of her intuition.This Gaston was largely the same kind of person as the piano teacher.

Whether it is or not, she doesn't want to talk to him: "Thank you for your compliment, I have something else to do, let's go first."

No matter how thick-skinned a man is with such an obvious order to chase away guests, he will retreat in spite of the difficulties.There was a bit of embarrassment in Gaston's eyes, but he was still graceful: "Miss Blanche, I hope you don't misunderstand my hospitality to you. I just... admire you so much." After a pause, he added, " I will come to see you tomorrow, believe me, I will be your most loyal fan."

She doesn't want this kind of music fans.Blanche didn't take this person seriously, recalling Eric's indifferent and meaningless attitude, she sadly went back to her room, got into bed, and lay down for a whole day.

Before going to sleep that night, she was still thinking dully that she would never see him again, never talk to him again, but when she woke up the next morning, just thinking about seeing him again today, she would be filled with waking up. and grooming drive.

She hated herself for being weak, but she couldn't control her hands and feet, she took care of herself clearly, and rushed to the dance practice room impatiently.In the middle of the rush, she belatedly remembered that there was no program to be rehearsed today, and she had no idea whether he would come or not.When the reporter interviewed him that day, he made it very clear that musicians seemed to be just his personal hobby, and his family was very rich, so rich that he could say that he became an investor in all newspapers without blinking an eye.Would such an honorable person come to the small theater step by step?

The answer is no, she did not find him in the dance studio.

Thinking that she could only see him when there was a performance in the future, and she didn't know when there would be a performance in this dilapidated small theater, her mood fell into an unprecedented depression.At this time, a surprised voice came from behind: "Miss Bai Lanzhi, you are really hardworking, you got up so early to practice dancing."

Looking back, it was Gaston.Bai Lanzhi was at a loss for words. This person was really persistent. He received such a cold answer from her yesterday, but the enthusiasm of the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.He changed into a brand new and crisp overcoat with a diagonally striped bow tie. Although the overcoat was brand new, it exuded a strong wardrobe musty smell, and it seemed that he would only wear it on important occasions.

While gazing tenderly at Blanche, he scanned the surroundings from the corner of his eye, carefully avoiding dusty places, for fear that his expensive new coat would get dusty. This action made him look a bit like a monkey, but he still thought that He is a handsome and affectionate image, always maintaining a radiant smile to Bai Lanzhi: "You haven't performed recently, I thought you wouldn't be here today."

Bai Lanzhi suddenly feels aggrieved.

This kind of grievance is like tasting a piece of dessert, saving the most beautiful, sweetest, and most refreshing part to eat last, but it falls to the ground before biting it; It rained cats and dogs that day; it was more like wanting to meet someone you like, but bumping into someone you hate first.

She suppressed the grievance in her heart, her face sank, and her voice was clear and clear: "Mr. Weber, please respect yourself."

Gaston froze in place in astonishment.

"Please also respect me. You said you are my music fan, that's fine, then I hope there is only music communication between us, as for the rest, I don't want to hear it at all." She said, "Also, I I hate frivolous men, please put away your hypocritical smile."

Gaston was dumbfounded. It was the first time he was treated so harshly by a woman, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a place to sneak in. At the same time, he had a stronger desire to conquer in his heart. He couldn't make a sound, and could only open his mouth with flushed cheeks.Bai Lanzhi didn't want to listen to his speech, and wanted to leave after speaking.

Gaston quickly stopped in front of her, smiled wryly, sighed for a long time and said: "I... I apologize for my frivolity and hypocrisy, I'm sorry, I'm not your music fan, I followed those reporters to watch the fun Yes, after seeing you in person, I had evil thoughts. It’s really not my fault. You are so beautiful. It’s no exaggeration to say that you are like an angel in a painting. It took my mind away in an instant. Please forgive me My abruptness and my lies."

As he said that, he bowed apologetically and looked very sincere: "Now, let me introduce myself again. I am a freelance composer and once served as the second violinist in the orchestra. But I prefer the life of free composition , so I quit my job and traveled around looking for inspiration. I am an opponent of the 'Odile school' and have a natural affinity for those who oppose Audrey. I hope we can be good friends and I hope I can serve you Career help."

If this person continues to play the role of a love saint and stubbornly pester her, she has many ways to make him leave without embarrassment, but when he suddenly apologized and sincerely said that he would make friends with her, she was a little at a loss and didn't know what to do. What to do: "It's okay..."

If she is more mature, she will know that the other party is retreating.But obviously, she is just an immature little girl.In addition, Gaston changed his strategy and became very knowledgeable. Seeing that she was not in the mood to communicate with him, he immediately said goodbye and turned to leave. Then he appeared on time the next day and smiled at her. On the third, fourth, and fifth days ... all of them.He no longer spoke illusory love words like before, but tried to throw out some topics that she was interested in and could show his knowledge.

He discussed Bach's counterpoint with her, analyzed the details and techniques of counterpoint, and told her that Bach might be a mathematician.He said that Bach's pieces are like the pillars of the Paris Opera House. The mysterious architect who designed and reconstructed the Opera House must be a music master who understands Bach.He also made a few vulgar jokes about Mozart. Seeing that she couldn't hold back the surprise on her face, he laughed on the spot, saying that Mozart was actually such a person with both elegance and vulgarity, otherwise how could he have become enemies with Salieri.

After that day, he felt that he had walked into Blanche's heart, and the content of the conversation became more and more bold. He began to mock Paganini and despise Liszt, who admired him, saying that they could only be regarded as jugglers without the soul of an artist. It can't be compared with real musicians at all.

It was also at this time that Bai Lanzhi noticed his hypocrisy again.These days he has been citing classics and trying his best to show his talent, but he is not as powerful as Eric's fingers when playing the piano; he thinks he has seen through the mysteries of Bach, mocking Paganini and Liszt, and looking down on Odell, But he never mentioned his work from beginning to end.

Blanche didn't want to waste any more time with this kind of person, and was looking for an opportunity to completely reject him. On this day, Gaston handed her a ticket to the Paris Opera House.

"Today there was a chamber music performance. There was a violinist in the band who was my friend. He gave me two tickets. I thought of you immediately." Gaston said with a smile, "You have been to Paris. The Opera House? If you haven’t been there, don’t miss this opportunity. It’s really magnificent, gorgeous, and the most beautiful building I’ve ever seen in my life. You know, the entrance ticket to the Paris Opera House is Money is hard to come by, if you miss this opportunity, you will never know when the next time will be."

Gaston was exaggerating. Some tickets to the Paris Opera House are really hard to find, while others are worthless. For example, in this chamber music, Gaston’s friend’s band was on the verge of disbanding, and the music played was like a lullaby. Not popular.

But he accidentally hit on Blanche's mind and said that she had never been to the Paris Opera House.These days, she has been thinking about what she should tell Eric if she meets Eric again. If she has seen the Paris Opera House, she can ask him whether the Baroque architecture is really related to Bach. Sometimes he might talk to her a lot...

She subconsciously took the ticket, walked out with Gaston in a mysterious way, and realized that she didn't have to go to the opera house with this person at all, and could invite Eric directly.Just as she was about to reject Gaston and return to the small theater the same way, she suddenly heard a series of chaotic and urgent footsteps behind her, as if many people were approaching rapidly!

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