The Phantom of the Opera Music Angel

"The Dumb Servant" begins.

Carlotta was lazily lying on a bed, shaking a velvet fan.

The servants laughed and whispered.

"It is said that the young man made the Countess burn herself."

"Your Earl has become the laughing stock of everyone."

"Women who don't obey women's morals are destined to go to hell!"

But Carlotta didn't hear it, she just smiled and called the maid next to her - a young man in female disguise.

"Oh, Seraphimo, your disguise is perfect!"

The door was knocked.

"Good lady, let your husband in."

In the auditorium, Richard and Andre whispered: "No unexpected disaster happened!"

On stage, the earl announces to his lady that he is going to England for a while.Then the couple with their own ghosts said to the audience:

"The silly old man is leaving!"

"I suspected my wife was being unfaithful to me, so I pretended to leave, hid around, and spied on her."

The count left the stage, and the countess excitedly tore off Seraphimo's skirt, revealing the trousers inside.

"Oh, Seraphimo, stop pretending! You cannot speak, but you can kiss me in my husband's absence."

The two make a kiss.Carlotta rolled her eyes at Christine with her back turned to the audience.

"Poor idiot, he made me laugh, hahahaha..." Carlota sang, the syllables of the last "hahahaha" went up and down, changing in many ways, just when she raised the syllable to the highest point, a sudden fury The male voice sounded.

"Didn't I instruct you to reserve Box No. [-] for me?"

Darlene who was standing at the console was slightly taken aback.

Christine was terrified, it wasn't a dream last night!it is true!That person really exists!He's not an angel, he's a phantom.

"The Phantom of the Opera is here!" Someone exclaimed.

"It's him, I know it's him!" Christine blurted out.

"Your character has no lines, little mute!" Carlota ordered in a vicious voice, but put on a rather reserved smile, "Commander, the music starts again."

"Shut up!" The male voice sounded again, already furious.

Everyone on and off the stage trembled with fright at his inexplicable roar, only Mrs. Geary guessed something.

Darlene, at this moment, wanted to tell him, I'm fine.

She leaned against the rope with her eyes closed, and after a while, she was held in his arms vigorously.

"Dalena, look at me, I'll make her worse than..."

If she dares to offend you, even unintentionally.

Darlene smiled, a stretched smile instead of her usual quiet one, and she snuggled into Eric's arms.

"Eric, can you write me an opera with a dumb part in it?" she wrote on his hand.

He hesitated for a while and said, "Okay."

"And you're going to bully them into acting and let me play the dumb one?" she went on, writing quickly, seemingly agitated.

"No, we'll do it ourselves." Eric put his arms around her, "I can play several voices. When the opera is finished, we'll perform it underground ourselves."

No one deserves to play opposite her.

She belongs to him.

She smiled beautifully and wrote: "It's a deal."

The author has something to say: a promise is made, but when it comes true, it only makes people sigh.