After the morning episode, filming began quickly.

The period from Christine's awakening to the time she secretly took off the Phantom mask was Christine's one-man show. This passage is not long, no more than ten lines, but it must reflect the confusion and curiosity of Christine after she wakes up, she is like Alice falling down the rabbit hole, full of adventurous spirit and timidity for the unknown, but the thought that this is the abode of her musical angel gradually replaces that timidity is gradually replaced by excitement.

In the end, she is just a teenage girl who is at the age of innocence and romance.

But Schumacher didn't know how many times he stopped in this short one-man show, which lasted no more than three minutes, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with Anne's performance, either because he thought her body language was too exaggerated, or because he sarcastically mocked her for not having any expression and acting like a wooden man.

So much so that Anne was a little frightened when she acted, she unconsciously paid attention to Schumacher's expression, once he frowned or pursed his lips slightly, he became more nervous, and the mistakes caused by nervousness made Schumacher even more dissatisfied, and so on, and finally waited for the director's "cut".

"Anne, didn't you sleep well last night? Can't you find where the underground lake is? Here, not in my face, and I'm not your musical angel, what's the use of you singing to me? Say it several times you have to go to this place and look at this point, this point with a big cross on it!" Schumacher jumped out of the director's chair and slapped the green screen hard.

He glared at Annie, the "frightened bird" who didn't dare to look at him, as if he was not angry and couldn't take the newcomer to vent his anger, and looked at the lighter again: "How did you get the light? Did you drink before going to work? Don't always wait for the actor to cooperate with your lighting, when the actor is in the wrong position, can you be flexible to cooperate with her? Hell! Don't think that it will be smooth sailing if the startup went smoothly yesterday, cheer me up, this is only the second day! Rest for ten minutes, come back later, I can't figure out the plan part today, don't even think about getting off work and resting!"

Theolod sat in front of the composer's desk, and he knew what the problem was when Schumacher called the fifth stop, but at that time he didn't want to interfere too much, on the one hand, it was Christine's one-man show, and on the other hand, and more importantly, he hoped that Anne would wake up on her own. Everyone from novice to veteran has a process of learning from wrong experiences and gradually growing, and Anne must rely on herself if she wants to grow, and she cannot always rely on his guidance.

In fact, it's not that Schumacher is too demanding, his requirements are not harsh at all, it's just that yesterday's start was too smooth, and Anne's intoxication and devotion under the full leadership of Theorode have been extraordinary, so that when she left Theorod's influence to play a one-man show today, her real level was too different from yesterday's, making Schumacher, who was accustomed to yesterday's high-level acting skills, difficult to accept for a while.

So for nearly an hour, Theolod sat silently in place, flipping through the scores on the music shelf. He could read the notes a little, and the props crew was very well prepared, and the scores were not just random drawings, but real scores, and they were the "Don Giovanni's Victory" that the Phantom was writing for Christine. As for the organ in front of him, of course, it is also a real thing, not a prop, and there are writing instruments such as manuscript paper and quill pens on the other side of the organ.

Theolod sits in front of the organ, and without him having to put much effort into the play, this professional atmosphere can turn him into a phantom.

Bennett handed Theorod a cup of coffee as soon as he rested, he probably thought that he would be sleepy if he had nothing to do, but he didn't know that Theorod had always been in the role of the Phantom, and he really used that time to try to compose music in the future, as evidenced by the pages full of manuscript paper.

He glanced at his coffee, then looked at his manuscript paper in a tangled manner, and finally decided to get up and get out of his role, and by the way, let Bennett come back with two more cups of coffee.

Then, with three cups of coffee, he approached Anne and Eddie, took one of his own, and handed the rest to them. Although Anne is the heroine, as a newcomer, she is not yet able to pay for the assistant, so naturally no one brings her tea and water. Eddie is even more unlikely, he is still Theorod's second assistant in name at the moment.

Anne looked a little lost, she thanked her, took her coffee silently, and stopped talking. Eddie, who was still comforting her, looked at Theorod when he saw him approaching, but Theorod shook his head at him.

"I'm sorry, Theo, I've tried hard, but I don't know how to make Joe happy. After a long silence, Anne looked down at the lid of the coffee and said sullenly.

"Hey, Annie, you're wrong, if you really tried hard, you wouldn't say that. Theolod sat beside her, lowered his head to look for her eyes, "The key is not whether Joe, not me, and the others in this scene are satisfied, but whether you are satisfied with your own performance? If so, no matter how harsh others are, it is useless, if not, you will not think that Joe is too demanding of you." ”

“…… But yesterday it was your ......," Anne muttered.

"I'm here today, too. ”

"It's not the same ......"

"What's the difference? Aren't you yesterday and you today both Anne Hathaway?" Theolod smiled and tilted his head, deliberately pretending not to understand, he reached out and touched Anne's hair, and then suddenly pressed her head to his shoulder, "Okay, my good girl, you have to trust yourself." Joe was right, you're Christine, what are you watching him do, shouldn't you go looking for your musical angel? I'm sitting in front of the organ, and I'm not going to run anywhere. ”

“…… Oh, it's a shame......" Anne listened to Theolod's warm voice, and suddenly turned her head to grab his clothes, leaning over his shoulder, refusing to look up.

"As much as I would love to be considerate enough to tell you that it's okay to cry, Joe only gives you a ten-minute break, and it will be even more embarrassing if you run out of the house crying so much later. ”

“…… Shut up!"

"Yes, my Christine. Theolod raised his hand and made a zipper gesture to his lips.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and under Theorod's guidance, Anne, who had sorted out her mood, came to the Phantom's shell-shaped bed and quietly took a deep breath. She was gently teased by Theorod, she was no longer nervous and cautious at the beginning, and now that she thinks about Theorod, she is quite right, she cares too much about the director's opinion, so much so that she forgets that this is her role, she is Christine.

Is she satisfied with what she's just played? The answer is damn no, she can do better, she believes she can do better.

She has to find the teacher who brought her to the dungeon, her musical angel.

Lying on the bed, Anne finally had a little more confidence in her deep and bright chocolate-colored eyes when she opened her eyes, and her performance finally had the spirituality and nature she should have.

Looking at Christine in front of the camera, Schumacher, who was originally nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now he saw Theorod, who had been silent for almost an hour, sitting next to Anne and saying something to her, but he didn't know how Theorod enlightened Anne, but now it seems that the effect is good, although it has not reached the standard he wanted yesterday, at least compared to the beginning, Anne's performance made him much more pleasing to the eye.

Of course, he can only be described as pleasing to the eye. He knew that he couldn't be too demanding of the young actor who had just debuted, after all, it was impossible for everyone to have Theorod's talent, and he also knew that his strictness with Anne today was based on yesterday's performance, but he had to do it.

Otherwise, when the film is released, the gap between the one-man show and the rival scene will be too large, which will lower the level of the whole movie.

It's just that when Schumacher thought that this was the best, the sound of an organ suddenly sounded on the set.

This sound startled Schumacher and many crew members on the set, Schumacher thought that Theorod accidentally pressed the key, he wanted to stop and then drag the props team to the front and scold, and then change to a prop organ, but he didn't expect that it was not Theorod who pressed the wrong key, but he did it on purpose!

Christine had just finished singing about the scene of the underground palace when the sound of an organ suddenly sounded not far away. A single piano can match the instruments of the entire band to play an unknown movement, and the solemn but inexplicably melodious music instantly attracts Christine's attention. At first, Anne thought it was Theorod who accidentally pressed the wrong button, but how could Theorod make a mistake when he entered the role?

She suddenly remembered what he had said to her earlier, that Christine's attention should be on the Phantom and not on the director.

In the next second, the music she had never heard before quietly captured her heart. As she instinctively pursued the music, she saw her musical angel, sitting in front of the organ, his skinny fingers like elves jumping on the keys, with a strange beauty.

At first she could only see the silhouette of him in a silver-white mask, but soon he turned his head slightly as if disturbed by her gaze, revealing the overly good-looking side face of his other half, and his eyes were as blue as the clear sea in the light of the candlesticks around the organ, and the gentleness almost broke people's hearts.

He may have laughed, but Christine, who had been captured by his eyes full of too many emotions, could not see clearly, and she stared into his eyes, and hoped to go on like this, but the owner of these eyes did not want to do what she wanted, and after a moment of eye contact with hers, his eyelids fluttered slightly, causing his fanned eyelashes to dance slightly, like a touched mimosa, and he lowered his eyes shyly and humbly, and turned his head, as if intending to pretend not to see her.

Melodious and gentle, it makes people feel as if they have seen the music of the divine heaven come to an abrupt end.

The Phantom's evasion evokes Christine's inquiry*. Her teacher had a kraken-like voice, and was the face hidden in the shadow of the mask as handsome as the left half of his face? He had such breathtaking eyes, he had such a seductive singing voice, such a man must be her musical angel......

With yearning and burning emotion, Christine, who quietly walked behind the phantom, suddenly lifted his mask......

The dream shattered, and an uncontrollable scream accompanied by the low roar of the organ resounded throughout the dungeon—

"Ah——h

The face that was quickly hidden by the man's hands...... What kind of face was that! The eroded pink flesh coiled under his eyes, like a cheek that had been ripped off by the sharp tip of a knife, as hideous as the devil of hell, even if it was only a glimpse, it could not delel the fear in Christine's heart.

The Phantom quickly covered the right side of Christine's face with his hand the moment he lifted his mask, and his past eager and rude movements even accidentally touched the organ next to him, a ghostly roar that was diametrically opposed to the graceful strings just now muffled Christine's screams, but it couldn't hide the ten thousand arrows that her fear brought to the Phantom.

Such an ugly devil did not deserve the love of an angel like Christine, he loved her deeply, and he was deeply afraid, he was afraid that she would leave him when she knew what he looked like, he was afraid that she would look at him with such a strange look as she did now......

However, now it's too late!

At that moment, despair and anger filled the Phantom's entire brain, and he slammed Christine into the organ almost rudely and brutally, and in the organ's undisciplined protest, the Phantom's low roar was like a devil crawling up from the abyss and grabbing Christine's arms—

"How dare you?!You wicked Pandora, you witch!Is this what you want to see!"

The hideous and terrifying face was close at hand, the eyes with the light on their backs were like a dark green fire, and like the stormy waves rolled up in a storm, and the gentleness of a few seconds ago was like a dream, and under the wrath of the phantom, Christine, or Anne, was directly frightened and cried. 166 Reading Network