Li Youyi rushed back to the backstage, dancing with her hands, and almost bumped into the jade guide head-on.

Yu Dao frowned, "What's so happy?" Oops, who put on your makeup, why did you put on so much blush? ”

Li Youyi opened her mouth and stammered, as soon as she thought of Officer Bai Yin watching her performance offstage, she was as nervous as an ant on a hot pot...... Eh, Officer Bai would have been nice if he had told himself in advance.

Director Yu taught: "Don't be reckless, it's a live broadcast on stage, and a small mistake will ruin the entire performance." ”

Li Youyi was submissive on her lips, but she was thinking about how to make herself more brilliant for a while.

The performance began immediately, all the audience was finished, the multi-purpose hall of the Provincial Department of Culture that can accommodate 1,000 people was full, and some schools even made their own lantern signs and cheering sticks, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

The musical was performed according to the previous numbered plate, and the audience erupted in bursts of warm applause from time to time, and some students even stood up and shouted for their favorite actors.

Li Youyi lifted the curtain and secretly glanced at Bai Yin, only to see him leaning on the backrest, his eyes kept looking at the stage. From time to time, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he could not quite understand the content of this group of emerging humans.

He looked so seriously...... Li Youyi's heart was pounding, she must work hard!

The curtain slowly opened, and a creepy illusory male voice slowly came. The phantom in a black tuxedo and a head-worn mask hides in the shadows, like the eyes of an owl, peering into every shadow in the light. He is the "ghost" of the underground labyrinth and the ghost of the auditorium.

People disobey his will, and an unforeseen disaster will befall the opera house. He appeased his anger with his blood and life.

Zhou Yanchen's unique singing voice was brought into full play, although he had not cooperated with Yu Jiawen before, but the two fused together like a soul to form a peculiar duet.

A dim blue light enveloped the entire stage, and every rhythm echoed through the suffocating multipurpose hall like the whisper of a demon in the ear. The audience held their breath and forgot to wave the glow stick in their hands.

The audience gradually indulged in the horror brought by the Phantom of the Opera, Li Youyi stepped off the stage and quickly touched up her makeup, and the first small high point of the whole play is coming.

Compared with Zhou Yanchen and Yu Jiawen's ease of advance and retreat, Li Youyi seemed a little nervous. The raindrop-like dance steps fell on the clear black stone ground, the dance skirt flew in circles, Li Youyi was straining every muscle in her body, and the high notes sang like an out-of-body feeling.

The spotlights on all sides shook her eyes, and she could only faintly hear the commotion from the audience under the huge surround sound effect. She could feel that everyone around her was singing and dancing as hard as they could, and everyone was crazy about the stage.

The male companion next to her gently grabbed her arm, turned around in a slight step, and the two faced each other in a circle. Li Youyi looked up at her male companion with joyful and enthusiastic eyes, and the faint blue light reflected him as strange and illusory, extremely unreal.

Li Youyi felt a little strange. Her feet quickly shifted from angle to angle, but she couldn't see the face of her companion – as if the lights were changing with it. This male companion of hers always brings a deep shadow.

A suffocating panic struck me. Li Youyi couldn't care about the elegance of the dance steps under her feet anymore, took the risk of turning around twice, and fell directly into the other party's arms. This time she finally saw the face of her male companion - he wore a black mask, elegant like a prince of darkness.

He is not an actor in "Ghost of the Theater".

But I didn't hear Director Yu say that he was going to change the role temporarily.

There was no smile or sadness between the male partner's lips, and after a short pause, he led her to dance again. He jumped at the junction of darkness and light on the stage, like a black note, dancing solo, with all the beauty and rhythm imaginable in the world.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Who is that person?

In a trance, the male partner's dance steps stopped. His slender fingers gently caressed the mask on his face, and a demonic smug smile hung between his lips. Li Youyi's eyes widened, as if her soul was also attracted by the dark void, and most of the lines that should have been said were left behind.

The loud music around her stopped, and the ethereal voice of her male companion whispered in her ear.

"Youyi—"

"—I told you that there are ghosts in the auditorium."

……

Bai Yin in the audience looked at Li Youyi like a demon, and regardless of the script arrangement, he danced there by himself, and a trace of ominous premonition came to his heart.

He stood up suddenly, ignoring the complaints of the audience behind him, and rushed to the stage quickly.

However, before he arrived, Li Youyi slowly closed her eyes and fell into the darkness like a withered lily, and at the same time, "pop", all the lights went out.

The eerie music continues, and darkness reigns as far as the eye can see. The commotion of the audience was like boiling water, which exploded all at once, and the insults and cries were endless, and no one expected that the newly built multi-purpose hall would have such a sudden power outage.

But all this commotion was dissipated by a deafening scream from the center of the stage.

Someone died.

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On the day of the drama performance of 25 schools in Nanzhou, there was a murder case with a bad impact and great social destructive power.

When the Nanzhou Drama University, with sequence number 19, performed the play "Ghost of the Theater", there was a sudden power outage. Immediately, a hot corpse hung from the canopy of the stage, sticking out its tongue in the darkness, causing panic among the audience.

The hanged man was none other than the actor Zhang Kefan in the play, a third-year student of Southern Opera. Captain Xing Song and the police officers of the criminal police team were at the scene and witnessed the whole process of the murder. After the hanged ghost appeared, a tidal wave of spectators cried, shouted, and stomped on the door frames, rushing out of the cultural hall, and more than a dozen people were slightly injured in the chaos.

The multipurpose hall was littered with shoe soles, drink bottles, vomit, and flowers trampled into mud on the wooden floor.

This is already the third corpse that Xing Song and others have received recently. Really, really, it's reached the limit of what my heart can accept.

The hanged corpse's eyes widened and fluttered in the center of the stage, and the dim lights of the auditorium reflected on the corpse's face, revealing a terrifying and eerie atmosphere everywhere. Several security guards of the Cultural Affairs Department were already frightened, trembling outside the cordon, their eyes crooked and their mouths slanted and they were so frightened that they were incoherent.

After the police finished taking pictures of the scene, the forensic doctor stepped forward and carefully removed the body.

Xing Song put on gloves and climbed over the cordon, and took a closer look in the canopy corridor of the multi-purpose hall, where the huge, empty rows of seats turned lifeless, like a giant tomb.

The deceased should have been preparing for the performance here during his lifetime. For some reason, he was wrapped around his neck by a long piece of thick hemp rope, and then fell from the nearly 5-meter-high canopy corridor, and was hanged alive by the hemp rope under the huge drag force.

One end of the hemp rope is fixed with three thick iron nails, and the other end is left empty in the canopy corridor. Strangely, the rope had no support or fixation at all, and it was left empty.

Xing Song called the director of security and Wang Yu, the counselor of Nanxi, and asked: Is there any monitoring here?

The security guard said: There is monitoring, but the light here in the canopy is too dim and may not be able to see clearly.

Xing Song asked: What is this rope for? Who put it?

Wang Yu: It's the Punjab lasso.

Xing Song: What's that?

Wang Yu: It's a prop in the script, which was originally meant to be used to hang dummies. I don't know...... Why......

Xing Song: The murderer must be someone from your school.