The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Because the mill was rebuilt from a real abandoned mill, it retains the original appearance of the building. ? ● Eight ▲ One Chinese? ww.81zw.com ▼ The blue-grey stone wall is not painted, but the original moss is removed. Some walls still have the potholes, and Madison's decoration style is rough enough to make the interior of the mill like a cold-tone grotto.

The sun shines through the small windows, although it does not make people feel dark, even if it is summer, it is not warm at all.

Ceres walked directly to Brielle, who was standing still at the gate of the mill. He hugged each other's shoulders and stepped into the sunlight. The crowd behind them put down the coffee prepared by the mill employees and silently followed behind them. Trouble, just go away.

"Too ..." Lyon rushed in front of Zac when he walked out of the office, his open arms flinched under Zac's squint, and he held it against his chest. "It's wonderful!" The distance, full of worship, looked at the vampire with a pale face all year round.

"Mike!" Lyon realized that he would be unlucky before disturbing Zac himself. "I was so jealous! You can be with Zac!"

The mill was n’t just aliens, Madison frowned, watching the staff around him pause like a solidified statue, Lyon ’s eyes were dark, pulling Mike shaking excitedly, “Can you feel it? To undertake, to lay out ... Everything is so perfect! No wonder we will be jealous of vampires! They are the masters of manipulation! "

"Release them." Zac didn't bother to look at this guy and walked to Benjamin. The vampire didn't like holding human ashes.

The humans in the mill resumed their actions, pressing their chests in surprise, shaking their heads with gasps, throwing off the sudden suffocation.

"Don't come, I won't touch that thing." Benjamin glanced at Zac and took his shoulders, "So is Matthew."

Zac pouted helplessly and turned to Madison. Before the employee with the disappointed expression on his face turned his head, he turned to the office and gestured.

Back in the office, Madison actually sat in the guest's position. Eight ◆ One ★ ▲ Chinese? Www.81zw.com? Zack is not in a good mood, put the ashes jar on the table, "Go back to your place."

"Why. This is your property. You are the boss. You are the person who makes the decision. That's not my seat."

Sure enough, the goods were tempered again.

Zac picked up Madison's collar and pushed him behind his desk. Press, "This is not what you think. We will not give them a new funeral ..."

"Not at all!" It was Lyon, the guy who pushed away from the office, and dragged Mike wisely to make sure Zack wouldn't hurt him. He closed the door carefully, and Zac lowered his head in frowning eyes, "I'm here to help, yeah, really."

Zac was too lazy to care about this guy and shook his head. "We just keep it for Brielle, you can think so, I will put it in the graveyard. They will not come to trouble again."

"No, no!" Lyon had already jumped to Madison, ridiculously hugging the unwilling person sitting behind the desk, "Can't skip it so simple, Madison needs to know everything! I will!"

Zac folded his hands against his chest, leaning against the back of the chair. Let Lyon begin to talk about things in the office just now. Because Mike explained in a whisper, "Lyon is like this, used to you will show that he is a very interesting person."

Strangely, when Lyon began to analyze Zac ’s use of goodwill, out of kindness, politeness, empathy, fear, and worry. The qualities that these ordinary people have have made the incident smooth. Madison's face was better, he squinted at Zac and pursed his lips.

"Is it now?" Lyon patted Maddison's back vigorously, "He is the most perfect! That perfect protagonist!"

The conversation seemed to go to a place where Zac was completely clueless.

"What are you talking about?" Zac looked at the two behind the desk. The two guys exchanged their eyes intensively. When did the relationship between these two people be so harmonious?

Zac frowned, waiting for an answer.

Madison thought for a while, "Well, thank you for solving this matter. ?? ▲? Bayi Chinese Network www.81zw.com ★" he said reluctantly, "but I still do not understand why Do this for Brielle. This is not our fault. "

Zac doesn't want to discuss this issue for the time being. Anthony had doubts about Madison's management of the mill. Zac didn't want to create conflicts. He waved his hand, "It's not our fault, but it's not a loss to us, it's just a deposit. I want to know what you just said."

Madison sighed, then pulled a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Zac.

Zac took a look at the same thing as the leaflet and asked doubtfully, "'Morris' writing guide', what is this for?"

"Don't you say you want to find a hobby?" Madison snorted. "This is my hobby."

Zac grinned and looked at Madison with a smile, using the stated tone, "You want to be a writer."

"Yes." Madison pulled the leaflet back from Zac's hand, but hadn't retrieved it, he was taken by Mike, who extended it halfway, and studied it carefully.

"For me!" Lyon danced up and down, "But Madison encountered a problem! His homework was evaluated as" empty, free of groans, full of delusions and unrealistic ", etc.!"

Madison stared at Lyon, but he couldn't refute it. The teacher named Morris seemed to write the comments in red ink in order to highlight his point of view, just like the wound on Madison's fragile heart.

"What did you write?" Zac was much more happy and asked with a smile.

The answer is still Lyon, because Madison lowered his head and the whole person fell, Lyon raised his head and waved around him, "You know. Some ordinary things, vampires, werewolves, morphs, demons and the like Everyday life. "

Zac raised his eyebrows, and the people who wrote these themes either became the food of the theme, or became the aliens themselves. As a result, the few remaining stories became a sentence in religion or myth. Cherubim guarded the Garden of Eden and fallen angels fell into **** ...

"Then, come on." Zac smiled, and he didn't know what to say except for this sentence.

"But!" Lyon lay on the desk and leaned on Zac, staring at the vampire's eyes seriously, of course keeping some distance, "He has a problem!"

Zac began to understand Lyon's fun. In addition to his initial dislike of being unaccustomed to over-familiarity, he is now able to maintain a safe distance and show his nervousness. "What's the problem?" Everyone knows. Zac also has a drama show **.

"His character! There is no soul!" Lyon said, and then was amused by himself. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You know how humans are abusing the word now. Can you understand what I'm talking about!"

"Yes." Zach shook his head with a smile and looked at Madison. "Your character is not full, just like an empty puppet, blunt and intrinsic."

"Yes! That's it!" Lyon posted to Madison again. "Look! He knows! What did your teacher say ?!" He anxiously turned his palm in front of Madison's face.

"He said, you can't directly write a person brave, this pale is not a little expressive. What you want to write is that a person saved a person in front of the runaway bus, this is brave." Madison Machinery repeated The teacher's reprimands just throw away the tone and tone auxiliary. By the time it became a very reasonable teaching, "Words and phrases are always just empty surface descriptions, and only events can become facts and be remembered."

"Yes!" Lyon took the word again. "What else did he say!" Madison sighed helplessly and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lyon, "This doesn't need you! I come! You don't have a point Passion! "

Then the demon walked to the desk and pushed the glasses that didn't exist on the bridge of his nose, suddenly. His eyes widened, a nervous excitement appeared on his face, and he began to reproduce the original scene of ‘Morris’.

He straightened his hand and pushed forward hard. The volume was so high that Zac frowned.

"You junk! Are you taking notes ?! Why do you take notes ?! What? How to write a person brave ?! That's why you will appear here!" Lyon, ah no, 'Morris', He angrily turned off the notes of the first row of people in the class!

He growled, "Who wants to see a brave man! Save an old woman in front of the bus ?! Who wants to see this thing !!! You! Do you want to see?"

Mike nodded in coordination.

"Then why don't you go to the newspaper !!!" Morris stared at Mike. "Get out! Get out of my class !!! Don't let me see your face again! Forever !!!"

Zac raised an eyebrow. Sympathetic glance at Madison.

"What do you want to write?" "Morris" seemed to be walking back and forth, his eyes full of sensational inducement, his body suddenly became smaller, "conflict!" Long pause, "Tangle!" Breakpoint , "Twist!" Suddenly, "Collision!" ...

"The criminal saves the kitten!" "Morris" raised his voice again, "The hero beats the tramp! The scam group subsidizes the elderly! The police sells drugs-goods-! The beautiful princess falls in love with the beasts in the forest! Hell! Werewolves and vampires become friends! "

"I added it myself!" Lyon shouted with excitement. He was not a play anymore. Zac waved his hand with a smile and waved to continue. It is indeed an interesting guy.

"This is what you want to write! The real attributes that have been fixed by people! Those unexpected, extreme turns! This is the conflict you need!" 'Morris' is back He stared at the front, "What are you looking at me for ?! Why don't you take notes ?! Are you here to play?"

There was applause in the silent office, and Zac laughed and clapped his hands, "Madison, he is great."

Madison shook his head silently.

Zac thought for a while and smiled, "So I think, I am in line with what he said. Is it? Zacree Grande under the vampire label, a guy surrounded by conflict, a pupil who can obviously rely on the charm The guy who solves everything but uses human rules. "

Lyon's hands spread out in front of him, "Perfect protagonist." (To be continued.)