With a cold snort, Tang Sili sneered, "Didn't you say I'm a bad person? Miss Zhao, you really overestimate me. My heart honestly can't meet the standards required by your split personality."
Zhao Mengjin curled her lip. "Talking like a professional, trying to fool me, huh? If you've got the guts, say a few musical terms."
"I can't read staff notation, all that D major, B minor stuff, I can recite it from memory. Want me to recite it?"
"What's the point of rote memorization?"
"Exactly. So why are you arguing about professional terminology with a doctor?"
This was probably the longest conversation she'd ever had with him in her life. He had no idea how much she wished at this moment that this staircase would never end.
