The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Wess shook the metal wine bottle in his hand and looked at the note left by someone, not knowing what he was thinking, and twitched the corner of his mouth. Eight? ▼ One ▼ Chinese website www.81zw.com?

"Hey." Weiss looked at the man who was measuring in his house. "Telecom guy, do you need me to stay here?"

"Oh." Fitz put away the tape measure in his hand. "Sir, do you have anything?"

"Yes." Weiss answered directly.

"Uh." Fitz hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Weiss wasn't in a mood to be polite with the guy with the phone, and lost the key, "After finishing the lock, the key was placed under the porch."

Fitz hadn't responded yet, and Wes had pushed the door away.

To the fact that Weiss does not trust the telecommunications staff very much, he now has nothing to do with his family. And he is a policeman, and he doesn't think this thin, freckled worker will do anything that should not be done.

Fitz froze for a moment, hurriedly collected the keys and chased him out. Unfortunately, when the little otaku stood on the porch, his client had manipulated a motorcycle into a small spot and disappeared in the north direction.

Fitz was distressed and walked back to the room silently, continuing to work.

The work in the Southern District is a painstaking job at Barton Telecom. Fitz belongs to the one who is being bullied and will often be assigned here. Everyone remembers Fitz ’s newly installed phone in Grande. The buildings in the southern area are too scattered. The houses are usually separated by large fields or farms. There is no centralized line like the northern area.

Grand is okay, already has a phone, at least the line does not need to be re-planned. Fitz ’s customers at this time have nothing here. Fitz fixed the unconnected phone on the wall and packed up something. He was going out to urge the puller to try to finish the work here today. This time the client made him a little scared and felt that he would be beaten at any time ... This strange feeling didn't know where it came from. ? ◆? Bayi Chinese? Net. ww. 八 1zw.com ★

The old pickup truck made a circle on the southeast side of the Southern District. No surprise, Fitz had to wait. Before the phone line appeared near the customer's home, Fitz had nothing to do.

‘Go see a friend? An idea popped up in Fitz ’s head and smirked toward Grand.

The small truck with "Barton Telecom" printed on it fell on the dirt road, and Fitz held the steering wheel. Some puzzled looking at the closing card placed in the middle of the road.

Fitz honestly stopped the car at a distance from Grande. Grabbing the messy head under the hat, he walked towards Grande.

Compared to other Grande friends, Fitz is the most polite one. He does not have a consciously direct bypass to the backyard like James and Walter, and he does not have a hammer door that does not care like Laura. Fitz looked at the green-grey door of Grande. Carefully pressed the doorbell, the tentative call, "Someone is ..."

Benjamin opened the door, his tall body exposed behind the door, looking down at the guy in front of him.

Fitz smiled on his face, "Benjamin!" He turned and pointed to the sign in the center of the road in the distance, "I thought you went out ..."

Benjamin dragged Fitz into the room expressionlessly and closed the door, no matter what Fitz said, "I'm sick."

Walk inside. Fitz looked around at Benjamin, "Are you all right?"

"Not good." Benjamin didn't seem to want to talk much. "I'm sick." He repeated.

Fitz swallowed back all the concerns that had just flowed out and asked softly, "Oh, I'm working, come and see. If it's not convenient, I can ..."

"Lunch." Benjamin said quietly. "Stay for lunch. Alice is ready."

"Uh--" Fiz pulled his voice, and he just realized it was lunch time!

The Lord can testify. Eight? ▼ ★ one ▼ Chinese website www.81zw.com? He definitely did not come to rub lunch, just to visit friends. Unfortunately, Fitz, who has social barriers, always ignores these basic rules of interpersonal communication. He often makes the mistake of appearing at the wrong time in the home of someone who wants to make good friends, causing trouble for others. Leave a bad impression ...

"Then I will go first, without disturbing you ..."

"Have you eaten?" Benjamin glanced at this nervous little kid.

"No." Fitz replied honestly.

Benjamin stopped talking nonsense and pushed Fitz into Grand's restaurant.

The people in Grande were already sitting around the dining table. No, this is inaccurate. The cook is comparable to the chef Alice. There is a guy beside Fitz who has not seen it, and Zac is missing from the table.

Fitz sat down awkwardly. Alice didn't seem to mind that there was a sudden extra person. The clean tableware had already been placed in front of him, and the large bowl of beans and salad had been passed to Fitz. Everyone seems to have little repulsion against this guy who came suddenly.

The only special thing is that Fitz now, Alice today likes to look at herself.

Fitz had only been to Grande twice, and he had little impression of this Grande sister before. The first time he was working, it was just that Alice had a very good friend (Lola). The second time I came to send the game rules manual, was left to eat a meal, and realized the powerful cooking skills of Alice. This time, Fitz was embarrassed to be seen.

Everyone knows what Alice is doing. Alice is confirming that this guy will not die inexplicably.

Grande has lost a guy like a friend, and doesn't need to lose a second one. So even though Benjamin was ‘sick’, he still brought Fitz into it.

"Aili." Aili made an introduction for himself. "I am an old friend of Grande." Aili said, "I just heard Benjamin explain the game of the day." Aili's eyes were quick. Sweeped on Benjamin, "I've never played before, it sounds interesting."

Benjamin lowered his head and concentrated on his own food. Alpha is now fighting for control with his own wolf body, how can there be a mind to chat with this guy! All these things used to open the topic are read by Aili in this mindless otaku! Convenience.

"Fei, Fitz." Fitz smiled a little embarrassedly, just now, in his little head, thinking, ‘Benjamin is sick, Zack does n’t know where. Tomorrow ’s game night, the dungeon master is Zac! Will Grand still attend? ’

Don't blame Fitz for thinking this way. As soon as the otaku is nervous, his thinking will be distracted. In fact, there are many things he thinks about, for example, it ’s over, so it ’s inexplicable to appear in the lunch of others, and it must be hated by the people of Grande. In the future, he will not be a friend, and Benjamin will not play with them again. No one wears the costume props they made for a week, and their protagonist is no longer played after half a month ...

This guy deserves to have fewer normal friends and can't focus on it at all, hey. Why do you say that? At this time, it should be to explain their game to Aili. Isn't the atmosphere alive? But this guy was just buried in the tension of his thoughts, and kept his head down and stuffed his mouth with food.

Ai Li helplessly squinted, looking at Benjamin, obviously beckoning something, but Benjamin had no time to manage.

"Sorry." Ali continued to say to Fitz, "I have something to ask Zac, Benjamin is uncomfortable these days, and tomorrow night, I can't participate in the game night."

"Oh." Fitz raised his face bitterly, his mouth full of food, making his words ambiguous. He looked at Benjamin, and finally had the consciousness of some friends, "I hope you get better soon."

Benjamin yelled, glanced over Aili and nodded. When was Grand's turn to the guy who was staying here temporarily?

Eli's body shook for no reason, shut up, and stopped talking. His attempt to please Grand Master's mind seemed to have failed.

The lunch continued silently, no one talked again while Fitz kept stuffing food. Old Hank was the first to eat. He didn't say hello and went straight to the table without knowing what to do. Then there was Benjamin's apprentice, Matthew. The young man shivered beside Benjamin and hid in the kitchen.

Then there was Danny, who was said to be Alice's brother. He was a little ceremonial. He nodded at the person who was still at the table, and went to the kitchen to clean himself with his plate.

After that was the only one who had spoken. He sat next to Alice, waiting for the slow Alice to eat, and went to the kitchen to rest together. It seemed to start chatting.

In the end, Fitz couldn't fit anything anymore. This guy with extremely poor social skills doesn't know when it is appropriate to be a guest and when to leave the dining table, so he insists on being the last! It's just that Benjamin's food intake fits well with his size! This big man who seems to have come out of the comics, the contents of the plate are full and empty, empty and full, as if there is no end ...

"Ben, Benjamin." Fitz grimaced. "I'm full."

"Yeah." Benjamin stopped the cutlet in the cutting plate and looked at Fitz. "I didn't like talking when I was sick. Don't mind."

"It's okay!" Fitz showed lightly on his face. "You have a good rest! It will be better soon!"

Benjamin nodded and pointed in the direction of the office. "Zac has designed the dungeon. You can take it in the drawer." It seems to be added. "He wants to take the time to go, but I'm afraid I can't do it. Hope you Have fun tomorrow. "

Fitz was actually a very easy-going guy. He nodded vigorously, worrying things had been completely eliminated, "We will!" Can't wait to run to the office. After a while, they appeared at the door of the restaurant in a twitchy manner, talking haltingly.

Benjamin waved his hand, indicating that this guy could leave. Grande lacked the vampire who had a lotus tongue, and no one could entertain guests.

Fitz also breathed a sigh of relief. After thanking him for lunch, he escaped from the strange atmosphere of Grand. But rest assured, this guy can't perceive Grande's real weirdness. For Fitz, any occasion where he appears will become this ghost because of his bad social relations. (To be continued.)