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Duras opened his briefcase and took out a stack of manuscripts: "Mr. Xia Ai, this is my new work "White Lecture Notes". Please give me your advice." He placed the manuscript on the small dining table in the guest room and sat down. There were a few pages that were slightly scattered, and Duras picked them back with his fingers. He did this very carefully, from top to bottom, one by one, using only his index finger. Mr. Xia Ai moved the armchair on the side of the desk over while watching. The chair was very heavy. Duras was concentrating on his own business and did not think of coming over to help. Moreover, when he felt someone sitting across from him, he also sat down on the dining chair next to him: "In my opinion, the manuscript handed over to the publishing house is a corpse. Of course, this is an artistic expression."
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