To be honest, Curie Hannah is very happy because it means Bob Dylan is feeling the pressure.

Curie Hannah had reason to believe that Bob Dylan couldn't stand up to it with all the effort!

Even in a day, Bob Dylan would compromise because he couldn't resist the pressure.

"Deschamps, you have done a good deed at last..." Curie Hannah's mouth rose, and her face was filled with a brilliant smile.

Yale

Sheffield's eyelids leaped wildly.

He was more melancholy than Curie Hannah's happy face.

I don't know why, there's always a foreboding in his mind that Bob Dylan's reaction is a little too intense.

He always feels a little wrong!

After a moment's hesitation, Sheffield Deschamps took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed Curie Hannah's phone.

"Dudu Du ~"

after three busy tones, the phone is successfully connected.

"Hello, is Sheffield in trouble..."

As soon as the phone was connected, Curie Hannah's voice came over.

Compared with the previous cold, at the moment her words stained with a bit of pride.

Proud?

To the pride of Temo!

Sheffield couldn't think of anything to be proud of in Curie Hannah.

Bob Dylan is not a good judge. If he is not careful, he may lead to disaster.

Don't talk about forcing Qin Luo to hand over his medal.

Even they may be overwhelmed.

"Curie, I think there's something wrong with it!" There was a long silence, Bob Dylan said slowly.

Right?

Curie Hannah was stunned.

He thought about it seriously, but he didn't think of anything wrong.

"No? What's wrong with that? " Curie Hannah shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently, "what's wrong with you?"

Sheffield:

In the face of Curie Hannah's blind optimism, he was speechless.

This NIMA, what kind of joy is she making!

To be honest, Sheffield wanted to hang up and leave.

But at the thought that he still had a handle on Curie's injury, he pressed the impulse in his heart to death.

Whew --

he took a long breath, forced down his anger, and said slowly, "do you know that Bob Dylan has held another foundation meeting?"

"Yes, what's the matter? What's the problem? "

Soon, Curie Hannah's words reached his ears.

To be honest, Curie Hannah didn't find anything wrong.

Isn't it just a meeting?

What's the accident?

What's the problem.

This is a big problem.

"Curie, I think Bob Dylan is ready to fight back..." After a while, Sheffield slowly uttered a word.

Yes, judging from Bob Dylan's current reaction, Sheffield can clearly detect that he is ready to fight back!

And the strength of counterattack is not too small!

Counterattack?

Hearing Sheffield Deschamps's words, Curie Hannah couldn't help but smile: "fight back, fight back? It's up to anyone to fight back. "

"But even if Bob Dylan fought back, what would that do?"

"But different from the past, the Nobel Foundation is no longer as brilliant as it used to be!"

"No, to be precise, it's time for the Nobel Foundation to cover up."