dessert and music

A ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Hilda's face through the window. She struggled to open her eyes and touched her neck with her hands.

what happened yesterday?

"Dong dong dong——" "Come in." Hilda responded. She found her voice was a little hoarse, and she felt tearing as soon as she opened her mouth.

Mrs. Irene came in, holding a plate with a glass of milk and a few pieces of soft bread in her hand. "What's wrong with your voice?" Mrs. Irene asked with concern.Hilda saw that she cared so much about herself, but she took away the francs Daloga gave her every day, and she didn't dare to look her in the eyes, and said, "It's okay...but I didn't close the window at night... I caught a cold." Hilda Da quickly pretended to sneeze a few times.

Mrs. Irene obviously believed her lie.

Fake it, Hilda thought, that's the only reason now.She smiled gratefully to Mrs. Irene, and coughed quickly again.

Mrs. Irene put down the dinner plate, gave Hilda a few words of advice, and hurried to buy medicine for her.

Holding the steaming cup of milk in her hand, Hilda wondered if she was going to give Daroga some thank you gift?After all, he was the one who brought her back.

At this time, Hilda was convinced that Daloga was the gentleman who bought bread from her all year and gave her tickets. She had respect and gratitude for him.

So the next week's bag of bread included a biscuit made by Hilda herself and some food that she made with a longer shelf life.

And this time the gift of thanks is another ticket, on the top of the bag of coins.Hilda looked at the OG written in red ink and became puzzled. She thought it should be the initials of someone's name.

"Why did Daloga write OG? Shouldn't it start with D?" But she put this doubt aside for a while, because she found that the ticket this time was different from the last time, except for the two letters and the date.

Hilda held in her hand the star-shaped sprinkler that Mrs. Irene had just brought over, which was exactly what she needed now—the long strips of puffs from it would look nice when baked.

She was going to squeeze chocolate raspberry custard filling into the puffs. After all, raspberries are very popular in Paris now, and Mrs. Irene also bought a lot and asked them to make it into jam for sale.Tempering white chocolate can be tricky, and Hilda has learned a trick—smearing white chocolate sauce on her wrists.Mrs. Irene only said this once as a joke, but she didn't expect this method to be surprisingly easy to use.

After she filled the eclairs, she poured warm white chocolate over them to make the icing.She also toasted some almonds in the oven to sprinkle on top.

Take this as her special thank you to Daroga.

A few weeks later, there was still the same bag of bread and other small gifts Hilda gave Daloga: candies, chocolates, cakes, biscuits, and sometimes meals.She didn't know if Daloga had eaten it, anyway, she gave it away, and her heart was fulfilled.

In this way, when the date on the ticket came, Hilda changed into a more formal dress, and she arrived at the theater as scheduled.

The ticket inspector at the door, named Gus, was no longer holding her back, and before Hilda even had time to pull out her ticket, Gus let her in.The serious Mrs. Ji Li received her today and sent her to the door of Box No. 5 as before.

"Thank you, ma'am," she said to Mrs. Geary.The lady who had always been stern-faced also smiled at her and said, "May you have a good day."

The theater is not very quiet today, because almost all the audience are discussing one thing - the girl who surprised the whole Paris in "Faust" last time - our dear rising star, the beautiful blonde girl Christine Why is it only a supporting role this time, and it's still a supporting role without lines.

Of course Hilda was also puzzled by this. She knew how beautiful Christine's voice was, and she knew that the girl was born to belong to the theater.

"Are you confused, Miss?" A voice came from the wall, Hilda quickly glanced around, and found that there was no one, and was about to calm down—"The fun has begun!"

The excitement and anger mixed in that voice also contained a hint of expectation.

That's when the curtain opened.

The gorgeous stage, exaggerated characters, and exaggerated tone all express to the audience that they are acting in comedy.To be honest, Hilda has no enthusiasm for comedy, or she can't feel the passion of those opera singers on stage.

"It's boring..." she said softly. "Ha!" There was another voice coming from the wall. Hilda was startled, and hurriedly said, "Who! Who's there!"

The actors on the stage were singing with great enthusiasm, and the audience below were also quite happy watching.Suddenly a voice shouted in the theater: "Didn't I warn you not to use Carlotta again!"

The sound suddenly interrupted the performance on the stage, and everyone on and off the stage looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

"He's there the Phantom of the Opera!"

A black-haired girl on the stage stood up and shouted.At this time, Christine, who was wearing the costume of "The Dumb Servant", also said: "I know he is here!"

"Shut up! You're playing a mute, you little tortoise!" the soprano Carlotta yelled at her, as soon as she heard Christine speak.

"Sick? Madame?" It was the voice again, and Hilda suddenly trembled.

Carlotta didn't take it seriously, and said to the conductor in the audience: "Start again." Although someone nearby pulled Carlotta's sleeve, it was useless.

The music started again, and Carlota sang high notes when she stopped suddenly, her expression extremely painful, and she tried to continue singing with her mouth open.

At this moment the tragedy happened:

"Ah-"

What an ugly sound!Carlotta was startled by the fact that such a sound could come out of her throat, and wanted to continue singing, but when she opened her mouth, there was another sound:

"Ah-"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" The rampant male voice laughed.

Carlotta couldn't believe it, she said again: "Quack-quack-"

"Stop, stop!" the two managers of the theater came out from the side of the stage in a panic and said to the people on the stage. "Miss Christine will now play the part of the Duchess. Now enjoy the... ballet!"

Carlotta on the stage stared at the two managers of the theater with wide eyes, how dare they let her step down!

Carlotta seemed to still want to save, she took a few steps forward, stretched her neck and sang:

"Listen, that lonely voice!

croak! ...in my...quack! "

There was an immediate commotion in the theater. The two managers covered their faces with their hands. They didn't expect Carlotta to speak!

"Crack!" The large chandelier on the top of the theater fell to the center of the orchestra, and the chandelier was smashed to pieces, and several pieces of broken glass bounced around.Shouts erupted in the theater, and the audience fled in all directions. They covered their heads and swarmed towards the gate.

"It was just an accident! Please don't go!" one of the managers shouted to the panicked crowd, raising his hand. "No! Don't refund the ticket!" Another manager followed suit.

There was chaos in the theater, and Hilda was terrified when she saw the tragedy downstairs, and ran out staggeringly.

The author has something to say:

Following the plot, the light finally fell off.

Changed the content of E's call, hee hee.