Chapter 1465： mother boyfriend

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Evan Bell wandered home from No. 10 Prince Street. It was past seven in the morning. He slept in the recording studio last night. The Republic is working on their debut album, Evan Bell is finally free now, spending most of the time in the studio with Ryan Ted, Bruno Marr Si also had a lot of fun with them in the studio all day long.

Actually, 10 Princes Street has been quieter lately. Magic Red is busy in the studio in Los Angeles, Jason Mraz is on tour again, Taylor Swift is in the promotion period, Adele Adkin He won't come to New York again until Christmas, so the studio basically only has Republican Era, Bruno Mars and the others, and now Evan Bell is added, and it becomes a lot more lively.

Last night, Evan Bell, a part-time sound engineer and producer, recorded a song for the Republican era, "Go Home (me. As a result, Ted Reid was scolded by Evan Bell. It's completely wrong, and nothing has been tossed out in one night. On the contrary, Bruno Mars has learned a lot about instruments and arrangements.

Standing at the door of No. 11 Prince Street, Evan Bell stopped, looking at the green ivy on the wall. When did they move in here? At the end of 2001, it is only five years now. Compared with the thirteen years of the old house in Bensenhe District, it is already shorter than the time spent in Greenwich, London, but why? He felt as if most of his life had passed.

Maybe it's because Eleven Princes Street is different from the run-down rental houses in Bensonhe, Brooklyn, it feels like home. Their lives started here little by little, and Eleven Studios also grew up little by little on this street. In Greenwich, there are vague childhood pictures, and the old houses in Bensonhe District are childhood memories. Princes Street is a memory of their family's struggle and rise. This might be the difference.

The suit customization business on the 11th is still being done, but now the semi-custom and ready-to-wear business is no longer available, and only full-custom business is accepted. Subject to the professionalism and high-end of the full-custom business, there are not too many guests on the 11th, but those who will come are either rich or expensive. In short, the quality of the guests has improved.

Without the first scene of the busy traffic, the front door of No. 11 is more quiet and elegant, and the irritable mood can't help but settle down between the projection of light and shadow.

The low engine sound rang in his ears. Evan Bell looked back and saw a black classic car stopped at the door of No. 11. If he remembered correctly, today should be Saturday, and it's only seven o'clock now. It was an accident that a car came when Princes Street was quiet.

"Evan." The door of the car opened, and a clear man stepped out of the driver's seat, then closed the door and walked in the direction of Evan Bell. His movements were not hurried, nor deliberately accelerated, nor deliberately pretentious, but the composure that the years had precipitated in his actions exuded a touch of elegance, a quality that only a gentleman can possess.

Evan Bell showed a faint smile, "Good morning Dibos." The man in front of him was Dibos Francis. Evan Bell looked at Debs Francis's navy blue cotton shirt with black onyx buttons, iron gray satin double-breasted waistcoat, and finally a blue-gray suit jacket and bright brown leather shoes. , a neat and tidy short hair was erected in spirit. Just like Evan Bell's impression of Dibbos-Francis, he is elegant and restrained, but his meticulousness can be seen from the details.

Dibbos-Francis noticed Evan Bell's gaze on him and his right hand behind him couldn't help clenching. Although he had met Evan Bell many times, he could not help but get nervous. He is not sure whether it is because Evan Bell is the son of the woman he pursues, or because of Evan Bell's unsightly aura.

"Good morning." Although Dibbos-Francis was a little nervous, at least it wasn't as rigid as before, and at least the content of his words increased a lot. "Just came out of the studio?" Dibbos-Francis also looked at it briefly. I glanced at Evan Bell, who was dressed casually and simply, but without losing his dashing style, and saw that Evan Bell was walking in the direction of No. 11 Prince Street, so he made a judgment.

Evan Bell quickly took his eyes back, looked at Dibs Francis again, smiled and nodded, "Yes. I discussed music with my friends yesterday."

"The new song 'Long Live Life (da)' this time is very good. I like it even more than the previous songs." Although Dibbos-Francis was a little nervous, he still spoke at a leisurely pace. This kind of composure can make people feel warm, but at the same time it can also bring pressure. For a prosecutor, it is a kind of momentum accumulated over a long period of work. "You can feel the background on the whole wall of bookshelves in your house. The lyrics didn't make me look up the information less."

The last half of this sentence is a slight joke. If it was changed to the previous one, Dibs-Francis would never have said it, but since the last time I accompanied Katherine-Bell to Alaska, Dibs-Francis has been close to the Bell brothers. a lot.

"Hehe, that's my purpose. Let people re-enter the library and at least start to understand that history. Then I'll be successful." Evan Bell's tone has always been relaxed, but because the object It's the Dibs-Francis relationship, Evan Bell will inevitably look at each other from the perspective of a mother and son, so there is no way to completely relax, "But you praise me so much, but I'm going to get carried away. "

Dibbos-Francis can also be called a library, and the books he has read are definitely not inferior to Evan Bell. When he heard Kathryn Bell say that Evan Bell started reading when he was four years old, Debs Francis had a lot of conversations with Evan Bell. Last time, the two had a quarrel about "One Hundred Years of Solitude". The two were blushing like children, but it made Dibbos-Frances relax a lot.

"You deserve such a compliment." Dibbos-Francis said with some politeness, and he could feel it from his words and the way he stood.

Evan Bell can clearly feel that Debs Francis has always attached great importance to himself and Teddy Bell, and he hopes to treat Katherine Bell's children with 100% seriousness, and this attitude has even continued to On Eden Hudson, it can be seen from here that Dibbos Francis is very attentive.

Evan Bell didn't care too much and smiled. He glanced back at 11 Prince Street, it was still silent, he pointed to the third floor, "Have you made an appointment with Catherine? Go up and have a seat, or Wait here for her to come down?"

Diboth-Francis shook his head, "I'll just wait for her here." Although the latter words were not spoken, Evan Bell knew that every time Diboth-Francis had a date, it would be twenty minutes earlier. Come and pick up Catherine Bell, even if you wait downstairs for a long time, there is no complaint.

Evan Bell suddenly remembered the feat of Dibbos Francis insisting on giving roses for nearly a year.

"Any plans for the weekend?" Evan Bell asked casually, originally just wanting to ask politely, but he didn't expect Dibbos Francis to seriously nod his head.

"Yes." Dibbath-Francis replied solemnly, "Catherine said last time that she wanted to go see the sea in winter, but I haven't had time, so I'm going to take her to the Hamptons to see the sea."

Evan Bell nodded, and then continued, "The Hamptons are indeed a good place to relax. Two days and one night?"

"No, oh, no." Hearing Evan Bell's words, Dibs Francis almost didn't choke, and he could even clearly feel his muscles stiffen, "Absolutely not. I'll be there tonight. Brought Catherine back." After speaking, Dibbos-Francis was so nervous that he put his hands in his pockets, apparently wiping the sweat from his palms with a handkerchief.

Evan Bell couldn't help laughing. He always felt like the parent of the Bell family and Dibs-Francis was facing his father-in-law's mood and was extremely nervous. He just asked a few casual questions, but it made Dibbos-Francis nervous.

Evan Bell looked at Dibs Francis, who seemed to have sweat on his forehead in front of him, a dignified prosecutor. Many people usually look at his face, but he looked like a young boy in front of him. Wen-Bell's joking psychology couldn't help but rise, he outlined the arc of the corner of his mouth, showing a sly smile, "Actually, I think two days and one night are also good."

As soon as these words came out, Evan Bell saw Deboth Francis' stunned look. Evan Bell has known him for several years, and this is the first time he has seen Dibbos Francis with such a genuine temperament, which is really unbearable.

In fact, Dibbos Frances and Catherine Bell are not innocent boys and girls anymore. Both of them have been married before, and they are not children who don't know anything. But Evan Bell knew that Dibbos Francis respected Catherine Bell and hoped to take this relationship seriously, so he always followed the rules. The same goes for the respect for the Bell brothers.

Evan Bell managed to resist the urge to laugh, and said seriously, "Dibbos, I'm serious. Oh, Catherine is here, I hope you have a good trip."

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