Chapter 46 under shell (1)

3. Under the shell Days passed. Like every Tuesday, Manuela came to my cabin, before she closed the door.I accidentally heard Jacente Rosen and Mrs. Maurice in "The Girl of Alai" "The Girl of Alai" is based on the French writer Alphonse Daudet (Alphonse Daudet, 1840-1897) A play adapted from the novel of the same name, with music by the French composer Bizet.The story shows a young man's fascination with a girl from Alai.See the stories in this book, World Sports Journal II. --Annotation of the elevator talk before the show. "My son says the Chinese are stubborn!"

The inarticulate Mrs. Rosen did not say: Chinese "Chinese" is les Chinois in French, but Mrs. Rosen said it was les Chunois. --Annotation, but it is about people from Chongguo. I always dreamed of visiting Chongguo.That might be more fun than going to China. "He dismissed the Baroness," Manuela announced to me, flushed and bright-eyed, "and dismissed the rest as well." My appearance can even be called childish. "By whom?" I asked. "It's Mr. Ozu!" Manuela yelled, looking at me reproachfully. It should be noted that for two weeks the residents of the building had been whispering about Mr. Ozu's impending move into the late Pierre Arden's home.In this rigid society imprisoned in the ice of power and leisure, one is the relocation of new residents, and the other is an absurdly huge project with many professionals working together under the direction of Mr. Ozu, with more people than Nepe. He even gave up sniffing one by one with his nose -- thus, the arrival of Ozu caused a wave of excitement but a little flustered.For the longing for tradition and the more-or-less ultimate accusation of new wealth—so much decorating out of sheer vanity, buying a hi-fi package, or ordering takeout so often—this A longing to rival the longing that is etched in the heart of all these souls paralyzed by boredom, this longing for something new.So, for two weeks, the whole rue de Grenelle was filled with painters, carpenters, plumbers, kitchen makers, furniture deliverers, rug deliverers, appliance deliverers, and finally Boiling with the rhythm of movers coming and going, it was clear that Mr. Ozu wanted to completely renovate the fifth floor that people wanted to see.Instead of taking elevators, the Joss and Palières have discovered a new form of energy, which is to wander the fifth-floor corridors throughout the day, which is normal because they must go out. You will pass through the fifth floor, so you will also pass through the same place when you go home.They become the objects of coveted by all.Bernadette de Brogly used a trick to get a cup of tea at the house of Solange Jos, but Madame Jos was a leftist Socialist, and Jacente Rosen volunteered to take a The parcel was brought to Sabine Pallier who happened to be in the house, and I was glad to escape the drudgery and gave it to her with a semblance.

Because, I was the only one of them who was careful not to meet Mr. Ozu.We met twice in the front lobby, but each time he was accompanied by someone else, he just greeted me politely and I greeted him equally politely and he was very polite and friendly.Like a child who can discern the true talents of human beings under the shell of etiquette, my inner radar suddenly lost control, and my intuition told me that Mr. Ozu was examining me with firm eyes. However, his secretary took care of all his work with me.I bet Paul Guyan had a lot to do with the fact that Mr. Ozu's arrival was so sought after by the whole neighborhood.Paul is a very handsome young man.His father is Vietnamese, so he has a sense of Asian elegance and calm mystery.His mother was Belarusian, so he had a tall European figure, Slavic cheekbones, and clear eyes with single lids.He combines masculinity and feminine refinement, western masculinity and eastern femininity.

It was a noisy afternoon, and I knew his origin.That day, he was still busy with work. He rang my doorbell to inform me that the delivery man would deliver a new batch of furniture very early. I proposed to have a cup of tea together, and he readily agreed.We chatted easily.Who would have thought of a young guy, handsome and capable -- I swear to God, he's really good, just look at his organizational skills, his command of the situation, his tireless presence, and his ability to The ability to arrange everything in order in peace can be judged-but there is no arty habit.After he said goodbye to me warmly, I realized that I had completely forgotten to hide myself when I was talking to him.

Let's go back to today's news. "He dismissed the Baroness, and dismissed the rest of the others as well."