Chapter 305. 301. What Is Love?(2/2)
"Yes, it is indeed more precious than gold."
"Check? I've already checked it." Bizet touched his throat, "My throat has been uncomfortable since I came back from Naples."
"Go back? Why go back?"
Being able to compose music in such a noisy place is indeed worthy of the name of genius. He even regarded coughing as a necessary rhythmic point when composing music.
"Oh? Really?" Bizet put down the glass with a smile, and couldn't help but give himself two more sips, "Then I can't stop, at least not today, the coughing is constantly inspiring me. Ahem.
cough."
But the war taught him what it means to be cautious. Kavi was very worried about something going wrong, so he had to hand the note to Mick. But at the same time, he was afraid of a misunderstanding and that Mick would strike too hard indiscriminately. He hoped that the intervention of the French police could
Let that madman be afraid.
Whenever he writes a section on the music score, he will raise the little fork in his hand and dance back and forth with a melody that only he knows: "The weather in Paris has been unpredictable recently. It rained a little last night. Maybe I caught a cold."
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But Kawei is a doctor with the top medical level after more than a hundred years, and he can see some clues from the details of life.
"Yes, to rectify it, we need to drive away those shameless female rats on the street." Sebasto was really drunk, and he was quite drunk. "As long as these rats are gone, Pigalle will be quite normal.
Yes. You say so, Miss Sarana."
Bizet held his pipe in his mouth, looked at the score horizontally and vertically for a long time, and asked: "Is the cesarean section tomorrow afternoon going to a pregnant woman?"
In fact, it is extremely irresponsible to baselessly speculate on the cause of death of a predecessor. What’s more, the predecessor is now sitting in front of him, showing off tons of wine in his hand, and pouring wine from Rome to him.
The bitterness of failure after returning to China.
According to Wilde, life is one stupid thing chasing another stupid thing, and love is two stupid things chasing each other.
Kawei sighed and expressed his point of view: "So not only are they stupid, but the stupid things they face will be twice as much as ordinary people."
Sebasto became more and more courageous. He shook the wine glass in his hand and shouted: "Miss Sarana is so, so beautiful. She was far away yesterday. I was lucky enough to see her up close today. Why don't I stay a little longer?"
That’s right.”
The same sentence will have two completely opposite meanings after it passes through the ears of different people.
Kawei, who had talked to the director the most, had to intervene at this time: "He just drank too much. He was drunk when he first came here. We all hold important positions, so it was just a joke, forget it."
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"Yes, Mr. Edward, don't worry about these details."
"I also felt something was wrong when I saw him at the door. Has he been drinking since noon?"
"Ramadan is coming next, and we have to do all kinds of security work for the queen's trip. It's time to have a good time."
Chapter completed!