Nineteenth Century Medical Guide

Just like novel writing, opera is also a kind of writing. As long as the quality of the work is still judged by the feedback of the audience and readers, it must cater to their tastes.

In the mid-nineteenth century, Italian and German operas made great efforts one after another, while French epic operas with serious themes declined.Fortunately, comic opera, which has always been loved by the French, still maintains a good momentum of development. Two branches have gradually emerged, namely, satirical operetta with popular tunes and lyric opera with the theme of ordinary people in daily life.

Bizet belongs to the latter category, and is especially good at incorporating tragedy into it.

However, at this time, he was still a down-and-out composer who was criticized by the audience and wrote a large number of music manuscripts that could only be piled in the drawer to collect dust. Tomah, who won her second spring at the National Opera House, is on a par.

Today, Bizet's status is also fully demonstrated in the arrangement of the opera repertoire. His debut play "Beauty of Bay City" was placed first.

The first one is not a good seat, it is very embarrassing at 7 o'clock in the evening.

At this time, a considerable number of nobles hadn't finished their dinner, and some of them hadn't even served the table. It wasn't French cuisine if they didn't eat for an hour or two.Even for civilians with simple meals, if they want to get to the theater before seven o'clock, the time is quite tight.

Afterwards, the nine o'clock prime time is different. The food has already begun to be digested, and it is still early to go to bed. It is the time when the body is at its best, so it is natural to give it to the most popular opera.Throughout this month, Toma's "Mignon" was the most popular, which can be regarded as an affirmation for the great success of the premiere on November 11.

The late-night file at [-] o'clock belongs to Offenbach's "Life in Paris", and only his entertaining operas can keep people until one o'clock in the middle of the night.

The seven o'clock file must accept the fact that the seats are not full. In addition, Bicai's music in his youth has not yet formed a strong personal style. "Baby City Belle" is as usual, and the effect is not good at the beginning.

In fact, its quality is not bad, at least much better than the previous five o'clock file.But the people of Paris have notoriously tricky tastes, and ordinary operas with a level between good and bad can't impress them.

The first act was fairly harmonious, and some complaints could be heard from the second act, and then some people began to talk about various shortcomings, and some even chose to leave the scene and wait directly for "Mignon".Fortunately, Bizet is not here, otherwise it will be uncomfortable for a while.

But no matter what is wrong with the auditorium, it will not affect the grand occasion in the VIP box.

Edward, who had just left Laura, already had two more beauties beside him.

On the left is the newly-promoted actress Sharana, nestled in Edward's arms, stretching out her hand from time to time, deftly stuffing small pieces of dried fruit into the man's mouth with a fruit fork.The invited actress Varda of "Mignon" sat on his right. Compared with Sarana, this young gypsy girl was much more restrained.

"Is it the first time for little Varda to appear on stage?"

"No, I have been singing here for three years." After chatting for a while, Varda finally met his eyes, but the standard French in her mouth was still a little trembling, "I have practiced "Mignon" for four full years. months, you will be satisfied."

"nice."

Edward naturally liked opera, which was a product of his childhood education, and sitting on the sofa in the VIP room was a symbol of status.He also likes beauties, Sarana is delicate and charming, Laura is charming, and Varda gives him a completely different feeling.

"I heard you live alone?"

"I hate it! Why did you ask this when you came up?" Sharana finally couldn't sit still, pushed him lightly, and said with a smile, "It seems that she was so scared that she didn't dare to speak."

"Uh, is this rude?"

Seeing that Edward really wanted to apologize, Varda waved her hands again and again and said: "Nothing, nothing, I do live alone. My parents passed away when I was young, and it was all thanks to Mr. Holliman who adopted me and brought me back. gave me such a great opportunity.”

"Hollyman?" Edward smiled, picked up the teacup himself, and moistened his throat, "I think when Holliman was not in charge of this theater, I was still working as a diplomatic clerk in Paris. I remember helping He, it's been so long now."

"Mr. Edward is amazing. If I have a chance to perform in a new opera in the future, I will let you know as soon as possible."

The little girl was still wearing the hair accessories she was going to use on stage, and the light makeup on her face had only just started a little, so she must go back to work.Now that the second act of Bizet's opera was coming to an end, Varda finally mustered up her courage: "Mr. Edward, it's getting late. I have to go backstage to touch up my makeup, or I won't be able to catch up with the opening of the first act."

"Is it that late already?"

Different girls have to use different strategies. He dare not mess around in Vienna, but Paris is his territory, so he can do whatever he wants: "Miss Varda, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

Varda shook her head.

"Why don't you have dinner with us before the show is over." Edward casually said the invitation, which was so heavy that people couldn't refuse, "The dishes in all the well-made restaurants in Paris can be comparable to the royal chef's level. Uh, Yes, are you all right tonight?"

"No"

"Then it's settled." Edward glanced at Sharana, in a good mood, "I'll talk to Holliman later, and I'll get in the carriage with me after the performance and I'll let you taste it. Delicious food like never before.”

Varda only learned to sing and perform, and this was the first time she encountered such a thing, and she really didn't know how to deal with it.Edward can easily handle her by showing a little bit of power.

"Then, that's fine"

The diplomat's own aura and the huge gap in status made Varda feel overwhelmed and lost all ability to resist.She muddle-headedly agreed to something she shouldn't have promised, just to escape from this VIP box quickly.

"This girl is too simple." Sharana received a completely different "training education" from hers. "If it were me, I would definitely stay here. When the play is on, the lead actor will not be here. It's up to you to take it." what should I do!"

"Hehe, a good way." Edward looked at the closed door, turned his face and "gnawed" hard, "Then you underestimated Holliman too much, to be able to sit in today's seat, this adaptability will always Yes. A small lead actress, although precious, is just a tool after all."

"Yes, yes, we are tools." Sharana sighed, "That's why I have to climb up to you. How long can I last singing opera and ballet?"

This is the voice of all dancers, no matter how good they perform, they are still at the bottom of society.As long as the social structure remains unchanged, there is no possibility of change.

Varda didn't seem to see it very clearly, thinking that she could at least ask Holliman for help, first of all, she had to perform the opera well.So when she left, she didn't dare to delay for a moment, she just wanted to go backstage to finish her makeup as soon as possible.

He walked in a hurry and even bumped into the slow woman in front of him?

"What are you doing? Do you have eyes?"

"Sorry sorry, I'm in a hurry"

"Where did the gypsies come from in this VIP room?"

"She's the leading actress in the next opera, Miss Ashley, so she must be in a rush to make up in such a hurry."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Ashley glanced at the box number, and then at her flustered eyes, and instantly understood, "It's this guy again, he's addicted to playing or something, whoever wants it, forget it , go back quickly, and sing better for me later."

"Okay okay."

The vip box is like a bottomless abyss, constantly devouring Varda's rationality, making her confused, panicked, and helpless. In the end, even her body will be trapped in it, unable to escape.She was so frightened now that she couldn't speak clearly, her body passed Ashley and several men in tall hats and thick coats, but her mind was still blank.

Varda knew Edward's position of power, and she couldn't escape at all. The only thing she could do was to go backstage and regain the feeling of being on stage.
Ashley has long been used to the strangeness, "Those two guys are here?"

"Here we are, right in front."

"It's really here." Ashley smiled slightly, turned her head and said to the people behind her, "Wait at the door first, I'll call you before you come in."

"it is good."

Ashley adjusted the hem of her skirt that was crooked by Varda, and slowly loosened her facial muscles, revealing the smiling face she had put in front of people before: "Everyone, please wait a moment, let me go and have a good meeting with those two people for a while. What a fool."

Safit and Li Ben didn't buy a ticket, and Ashley didn't show up, so they thought they would wait at the gate and enter together.Unexpectedly, the conductor and the person at the door heard that they were looking for Ashley, so they led them into the VIP box on the side.

It is human nature for investors to book seats in advance in order to seize rare opportunities to make money.Thinking about the situation a week ago, it was similar to today, except that Ashley was very indifferent at the time, and she didn't become interested in investing until the dinner party after watching the show.

From the time the two of them entered the box to the moment Ashley entered the door, the waiter served fresh fruits and various snacks, almost treating them like nobles.

This made Li Ben couldn't help recalling his glorious "history" back then, and couldn't help but tell Safit.Saffite didn't listen to a word, and all he thought about was his own business.

Ever since he embarked on this path, he felt uneasy.

Even though Liben gave enough money for the family, Safit still felt insecure.Being able to sit here now depends on tens of thousands of francs. I was afraid of Li Ben running away before, but now I am afraid of Ashley running away: "Why haven't you come yet? Will she notice something?"

"No, we won't be allowed in if there are any problems." Li Ben listened to the opera outside very comfortably, eating fruit slices one by one, already thinking about getting the money, "I said just now, If we succeed this time, we can’t just make one vote, and we have to keep it slowly to catch big fish.”

"But I've got to live on that money."

"Take out half of each, let's go to the head office." Li Ben took a step back and said in a low voice, "As long as we return this half of the proceeds, we can wait for more investment funds to come in. This is the greedy heart, understand don't know?"

"I understand, but."

"There's nothing to be afraid of, just act as I said just now."

"But."

"If you're scared, get out of here. I'll do this business by myself. But if you dare to talk nonsense after you get out, don't blame me for being rude!"

This is a road of no return. Safit has already cut off his source of income. As long as he joins the group and takes Li Ben's money, he will never be able to get rid of it.Unlike Li Ben, he has a wife and children at home. Between morality and law-abiding and money, he will definitely choose the latter: "Okay, listen to you."

When the third act of "Beauty of Bay City" came to an end, Ashley walked into the VIP room.

"You two, forgive me, I'm late." She lifted her long skirt, walked gracefully to the sofa and sat down, "How about Mr. Bizet's opera? I didn't even have time to listen to it all."

"Very good, Miss Ashley." Li Ben said, "I believe you will like it next time you come here again."

"Ok."

Ashley said a few words to the servants on the side, asked for some food and drinks she wanted, and then talked about the investment: "Can you show me the contract between the two of you? Just sign it."

Li Ben took out a thick stack of documents from a paper bag on one side: "Miss Ashley can take a look at these before signing."

"Huh?" Ashley flipped through the pages, smiled and shook her head and said, "I believe you, it's too stupid to cheat and cheat when you encounter such a small amount of money."

"Yes, yes"

Li Ben withdrew the document. Although he was upset at being offended for no reason, he was an old man after all, and greeted him with an unshakable smile: "Then there is no big problem, oh yes, you are so young like him. What do writers think?"

"Thoughts? No ideas."

Ashley answered very simply, "Mr. Bizet is very talented. If you can be more open-minded and try other routines boldly, you may go further."

"Okay, it's finished." Ashley sent the simple report in front of him, "Come on, both of you have a look and see if it meets the specifications."

The content of the contract is not complicated, you only need to fill in your full name, and then write a sentence "Voluntarily hand over the amount of xx to Mr. Li Ben for the investment project of the African mining company".

But Ashley didn't write it, not only didn't write it, but also changed the sentence: [Li Ben and Mr. Safit will each provide Miss Ashley with a donation of 20 francs as a contribution to the construction of the new estate. Preparation funds]
"What does this mean?" Li Ben already sensed something was wrong, but he still wanted to ask, "Miss Ashley is taking a big joke."

"Joke? What do you mean?" Ashley said with a smile, "Didn't you say you were going to build a new manor for me? How did you forget?"

"We never said that! The whole company is waiting for this investment, you can't be so dishonest!" Li Ben clenched his crutches and stood up angrily, "Forget it, since you are so dishonest, then The investment transaction is over!"

"Do you still want to leave now?"

Ashley snapped her fingers to the servant behind her: "Call me in from outside! Let them see which two idiots dare to deceive my old lady!!!"