master needed a quiet space, but he didn’t understand what was worth his melancholy.
Lancelot paused, and stopped in front of the door. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he turned his head and said: “You go and let Emma come to see me.”
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butler was taken aback, and soon he realized his rudeness, bowed his head and said, “Yes, sir. ”
When I heard the Patriarch’s call, the somewhat frustrated old maid opened the door, it was already five minutes later.
In the study behind the door, it was dim, and only a candle was lit to light up the man on the sofa.
He seemed to be asleep, but when Emma came in, he opened his eyes, pointed to the opposite seat, and motioned her to sit down.
“Master, do you have any instructions?”
Emma asked softly after sitting down.
“Tell me more, Emma.”
Lancelot leaned on the sofa, looking tired: “Tell me about the kid you met on the street that day.”
Emma was stunned. .
she hesitated, and said the forbidden word: “The’young master’ thing?” In
the shabby two-story building of the Music History Research Department, in the dormitory, Charles suddenly sighed to the sky: “Junior Brother Ah, why do I suddenly think you are dead?”
“Huh?” Ye Qingxuan, who was lying on the lower bunk reading a book, looked up.
“Do you know that the music theory education of aristocrats is five years earlier than that of ordinary musicians on average?” Charles looked at him with a hatred of iron and steel:
“They have 西安夜生活论坛 a lot of medicine, a lot of research books and A private teacher with a monthly salary of tens of thousands of yuan. Generally, he has been an official apprentice for several years at least when he enrolled in school. Like the Adrian’s Banner, I heard that they have entered the rhythm level!
If it is a hand-to-hand fight, you can sap with strong medicine and let it go. Look at them, but if it’s a discussion between musicians, how do you play with others?
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