[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

"Young fool, long time no see." It wasn't the rage or emotion that Irene imagined. Mr. Phantom had an elegant demeanor and a calm tone, as if no intense emotion had ever surged under the white mask.

"Teacher, you are here." Irene thinks that she should be uneasy about this, but the fact is that she is now in a state of meditation similar to her previous life - the mysterious ancient oriental country that has been passed down for a long time.So, the girl stared at the majestic Mr. Ghost, the corners of her light-colored lips even slightly raised, and there was nothing but tranquility in her eyes except for the overflowing admiration.

In contrast, Raymond looked much more embarrassed.Ghost's words seemed to have touched some deep nightmare, causing his not-so-strong body to shrink into a very inconspicuous ball in an instant, with empty eyes and pale complexion.Perhaps accompanied by symptoms such as trembling and cold hands and feet?In short, at this moment, Irene felt that he was a ghost, a cowardly, pathetic, and sinister ghost.

"Reaper, you are that hateful Reaper!" Raymond yelled sharply.You could tell he was trying to show his rage, but Irene could see nothing but bravado and deep-seated fear on his face.

Out of a wonderful tacit understanding with Philip, when Raymond no longer belongs to Irene, she has tried to avoid paying too much attention to this former crush who has completed the difficult transformation from love to hate.Therefore, she couldn't get the deep meaning of the conversation between the two at the first time.

However, in fact, there is no need to be confused for too long, especially after she listened to her intuition and recalled all the named characters in "The Spinner" who had been in contact with Raymond.

"Mr. Psalmist?" God knows these words lingered on the tip of Irene's tongue for a few times before reluctantly popping out.

"Smart girl." Phantom was still calm, and there was even a bit of emotion in her deep eyes.

As for Irene, she was just dumbfounded.After all, not everyone is lucky enough to be discovered one day after becoming a master and apprentice with Phantom and still maintain a boss-subordinate relationship with this mysterious genius.Oh, and the scariest thing is that Irene is that stupid boss...

God, is it too late for me to find a crack in the ground and get in?Irene numbly maintained a calm appearance, but was moaning weakly in her heart.

Chant, the highest-ranked non-staff member of the "Spinner" Paris area, known for his mysterious whereabouts and moody temper.Oh, and of course his intelligence abilities in proportion to his eccentricity.Everyone wants to know how he obtained the most unspeakable secrets of those dignitaries and dignitaries, and those secrets that are often fatal have made him another more popular and more appropriate code name-the god of death.Out of respect, Irene didn't delve into it too much.In other words, she cautiously believed in the rules from the ancient East: "Snakes have their own way, and rats have their way", and never delved into the secrets of all harmless people.Of course, correspondingly, Chief Penny always remains mysterious in front of others.Most of the time, this irreproachable code of conduct created the miracle of "Spinner"'s rapid development and the reputation of leader Penny, but it also gave birth to the embarrassment that made her almost feel ashamed at this moment.And this kind of embarrassment is obviously far more obvious between Irene and the mentor than when they were "Penny Chief" and "Phantom Death".

"Perfect, perfect, this is so perfect! Little Carol, my little Carol..." Just when Irene was rarely speechless, Phantom's singing voice floated lightly into her ears.

It is exactly the same as the beginning of the melody of the musical version "Music Angel" in 04!Erin sighed subconsciously.

"I'm so happy. Although my girl ran away, she told me her heart countless times." It's hard to imagine that such a happy singing voice could belong to a lonely ghost.

"Why did she carefully restrain her precious tenderness and innocence, but generously dedicate them to me?" Facing Raymond's gloom, Phantom once again rested her eyes on Irene's silently smiling face, with a slight expression Jokingly, "My beautiful little girl, I hope you haven't forgotten what sweet love words you have said to me with your charming little mouth..."

"Who said it was a love story!" Irene rarely blushed and muttered in a low voice without confidence.

"My Royal Highness, do you also like this theater's new version of "The Triumph of Don Juan"?"

"Of course, it was so intense that it stirred my mind, and I couldn't help thinking about it!"

"And "Daisy"?"

"I like that too, the glamorousness hidden under the naive appearance of the heroine is really fascinating! In fact, I like all the new repertoires with strong styles at the Paris Opera House - I already guessed that they must be written by one person, one The unnamed musical genius who made me adore!"

"But you don't look like a little girl who likes to sing."

"Ah, that's because my singing is not perfect, and I'm afraid it's not worthy of your expectations. And... I promised someone to sing for him alone."

"Then he is really enviable! More than one person has made promises to me—it's a pity that no one has ever been willing to keep the promise."

"I'm probably saying that because you haven't heard his singing—you don't know, it's the most moving voice in the world. The first time I heard him sing, I was completely captured, and there was no room for struggle After hearing such a charming voice, do you still expect my singing to fly alone when he is silent?"

"Where is he? I hope you don't mind my paying a courtesy call to this genius whom you admire so much."

"Of course I don't mind. In fact, I really hope he can get the flowers and applause he deserves...Unfortunately, for some privacy reasons, I can only say sorry to you-you just treat him as a Be obsessed with the throne of music, and disdain the worldly etiquette. Speaking of which, I often feel that you are somewhat similar to him."

"Is that why you always nag at me?"

"Well, after all, in a certain period of time, I always told him all my thoughts. Of course, what I told you will never be too deep or clear-you don't have to have any troubles about it."

"I thought Her Majesty the Queen was about to visit her people."

"Ha, unless you can impress me with singing or other amazing talents like him. But I think, there is no one who is as talented as him. Even if there is another one by chance, he is still the one who has the most tacit understanding with me One, in short, irreplaceable."

The Phantom played two roles with ease, the mellow male voice and the delicate female voice flowed out from under his mask alternately, the most brilliant actor was not as vivid as he was at the moment.Of course, he was still so thin, with a lifeless black and a strange white mask.But Irene just had a feeling: the unattainable ghost finally let go of the fog and came to the city of the world.At the same time, she also found that she seemed to be the only one who felt embarrassed, and this kind of unilateral attitude inevitably made people laugh.The girl finally realized that the label she gave to Phantom should not only be superficial "desire for control" or "unsophisticated", but should be a deeper level of "desire for warmth" and "rejection of malice".Although it seems to be unrealistic to say, but for Mr. Ghost who has never been pitied by anyone, if you confirm that you are still willing to dedicate your precious emotions to him, then what else is there to care about?

This is the most exciting role-playing game ever!Erin thought.However, fortunately, the ending is worthy of joy.

"Well, my friend, my mentor, my angel, your wings are indeed everywhere." The girl finally found her voice with difficulty.Her fair cheeks were still blushing, but her pair of radiant green eyes had once again ignited a burning love. "Then, how do you plan to deal with your poor believer?"

"I never knew that my bad student respected her mentor so much..." Phantom's eyes were half a smile, and before Irene's helpless expression fully surfaced, she continued to add, "However, there is only one point. I must correct this—although your mentor had to stay away from the crowd, he was always looking forward to worldly glory."

Calm, deliberate, even visibly brisk.This is nothing like the Phantom in Irene's memory.Is this also the magic of love?

"Anyway, I'm sorry about the 'spinner'..." Irene had already expected what the Phantom was thinking, but she still cautiously made the final test.

"Ah, that did make me a little unhappy." Phantom's attitude was almost casual, "I should apologize to you, but after becoming my student, life still makes you feel uneasy."

Erin felt that she didn't have to say anything more.She suddenly remembered the scene in the 04 musical, when The Phantom first invited Christine to his underground kingdom—he was so gentlemanly and personable at that time, until his mask was taken off by the curious Christine .

In other words, although the ghost's mask is majestic, it has always been elegant and solemn; it's just that Irene has endured the wrath of the ghost from the very beginning, just like a child holding a rose, who is used to enduring the pain of the thorns piercing into the palm of his hand, but forgot The alluring fragrance of roses in full bloom.

Still, that's fine.A faint smile fainted in Irene's eyes, silently remembering the tenderness of this moment in her heart.

"Perhaps I will become a moral man in the world, if I am indeed loved deeply." Phantom's tone was so light that the person involved was momentarily confused.

Is this a confession?Erin's young heart was beating wildly.She couldn't help asking, "Is anyone able to give her love to you, or... only me?"

"This time, I have prepared a whole spring for my girl." Phantom didn't answer directly, but to Irene, this answer was better than all the sweet love words in the world.

"Actually, you don't have to make any changes to my unauthorized expectations..." The girl didn't realize that there was a faint choke in her voice.

"Really? Are you trying to convince me that the expectations my little Carol once euphemistically described for me were nothing more than a prolonged prank by a bad student?"

"of course not!"

Phantom stopped talking, but the eyes behind the mask became more gentle and steady, staring at Irene as if staring at a duplicity child.Maturity, thoughtfulness, and just the right amount of wit... It has to be admitted that this man who is nourished by love has fully displayed all the characteristics of a popular partner at the moment.Of course, there is the most important point - he is the Phantom, Mr. Ghost whom Irene has long admired.The girl couldn't stand it anymore and took the lead to look away.She felt that all the shy emotions in her life were used up today except for acting on occasion.

"Perfect, perfect! This is really perfect! The affectionate beauty has reunited with her sweetheart, and you just happened to bring the brilliance of love to hell!" The young man who had been ignored for a long time suddenly spoke, and it turned out to be "Music Angel" Variations.Raymond's face was still bloodless, but there was a sense of joy in his expression, which made him look even more like a ferocious demon.Irene seemed to be able to smell the sulfur smell that belonged to hell on his body.

"Little Carol?" Phantom didn't immediately deal with this guy who had offended him boldly. Instead, he nodded his thin chin to signal his bad student.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Although I don't think it's really my fault..." Irene pouted in an unladylike way.The next moment, the girl's clear eyes fell on Lei Meng's ugly face, and a trace of haze flashed quietly.

The author has something to say: In this chapter, Irene's sister was refreshed by the phantom without any precautions, and I feel distressed...

However, the originally scheduled fierce conflict, Xiao Gao~tide, was pulled out of my mind, and suddenly rushed towards the sugar-spreading road...

Well, I am indeed a gentle and kind author.

And, the phantom counterattacked Irene for the first time...