Lunch was a simple meal of three dishes and one soup, the same quantity as yesterday's lunch, but much smaller in portion, just enough for 1.5 people at most.
After dinner, Charlotte returned to the alley where he parked his car. He saw a girl taking a selfie next to his car.
I can only say that it is such a familiar scene, and I feel a little nostalgic for some reason.
Xia Yu was not in a hurry after just finishing his meal. He asked his sister to take the pictures slowly while he took out his cell phone and watched while waiting.
There was nothing wrong with waiting for Xia Yu, but the girl was anxious. Why didn’t this guy come over?
Of course, the reason he didn't come was because he thought your rank was too low. Xia Yu had no desire to fight at all.
Honestly, if you want to catch a Bugatti owner, you might as well learn from Amy next door and try to catch a LaFerrari owner.
Ferrari and the king's reputation were damaged, but reality is so magical.
Maybe her phone ran out of battery, so the girl left the Bugatti disappointed, but she really wanted to sit in the passenger seat of this car.
There's no point in thinking about it. Today, Xia Yu's co-pilot seat is reserved for Yidaili Pao, and no one else can do it.
"Ah~~"
They started the car, and drove towards the Riverside Arc de Triomphe with one man, one piano and one car.
It would be great to have a dog at this time, but unfortunately Xia Yu is not good at cleaning up poop.
It's better to wait until we move to a new house. At that time, there will be a maid to help take care of the baby, and he can just be responsible for petting the baby. Besides, there is enough space for the pet to run around.
But speaking of the new home, Xia Yu planned to go to Jingrui Shang Binjiang after practicing the piano in the afternoon to check out the new decoration and also bring the oil painting over to hang it up.
When I got home, I drank a cup of coffee to calm myself down before starting to practice the piano.
I got into the state of training after this one, and practiced from 1:30 to 3:30 in the afternoon.
Xia Yu could clearly feel his progress by practicing every day, and he hadn't used the Buff in the past few days.
This once again proves Xia Yu's musical talent. There has never been a shortage of geniuses in the world, but he is obviously the one who has been buried.
The good news is that it’s not too late to find out.
According to the current progress, Xia Yu will be promoted to the principal cellist of a well-known orchestra by the end of the year.
It will be a sure thing for him to hold a solo concert a year later, not to mention that he can also stack buffs.
After putting the Italian Cannon back into the piano case, Xia Yu walked out of the study.
He now plans to go to Jingrui Shangbinjiang.
After finding the three oil paintings he had bought in the storage room, Xia Yu went downstairs again and drove to the new house two kilometers away.
It arrived in one go, and it should be about the same speed if you ride a bicycle.
After parking the car, Xia Yu walked into the lobby on the first floor.
"Mr. Xia, welcome home."
Passing by the service desk, the building manager greeted Xia Yu warmly.
This feels very much like a hotel. Xia Yu nodded and then walked towards the elevator.
I didn’t meet Xu Huanshan and his wife today, so I wonder how they are doing here.
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