The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Paisin, in front of [Parker Elementary School], Grand ’s trucks squeezed into a group of vans, but it was not conspicuous at all. ￠ ￡ eight ￠ ￡ 一 ￠ ￡ 中 ￠ ￡ 文 ， www.81ｚw.COMM

Some irritated reporters and videographers waiting around the van, just wondering which media this is, the rear compartment opened, and the aroma of the muffins made a slight relaxation on their faces.

In the distance, Lola saw Grande's van. "Alice!" She waved to this side, and then stood on the set up desk and said something impatiently to Kepler. Come here.

"Alice, you are finally here!" Lola ran closer, bowing and apologizing to the reporters around her, "I'm sorry, I've waited a long time! Start now! Please wait a little longer!" As I approached Grande, Looking for help, look here.

"Louis." Zach understood Laura's eyes. "Entertain these reporters first."

It's no surprise that the third generation of the Western Conference made their debut as the master. This event was extremely bad.

Look around.

The adults in the West End, Mrs. Smith, Falcon, Button, Mrs. Quinn ... The first and second generation representatives, all sitting at the back of the desk yawning, no more than Sharpe. ◆ Eight ● One ?? Chinese website www.81zw.com ★

On the side of the desk, the representatives of [Parker Elementary School], including some teachers, elementary school students and parents of students, stood in a group and looked at the scene still being arranged.

Kepler was still standing on the counter, irritatingly instructing a bunch of Laipert high school lads to arrange seats under the counter. From time to time, I yelled at the microphone without the girl etiquette, and drove the compatriots running underneath-the third generation of children in the West District.

Then there was Zac where they were now. The media workers crowded irritably around their news car and looked helplessly at the mess at the scene.

They could have turned on the camera now, and recorded this chaos, making the third-generation project in the West End a joke. But obviously the public relations of the West Side people are very responsible. At least Zach did not see a bright camera. Everyone is waiting for the scene to be recorded as a picture at the scene of ‘patience’.

The delicious food eased the impatience of these media workers. Louise smiled and shuttled directly in the news car, and distributed the muffins made by everyone in the Grand kitchen. of course. This clever woman does not forget to report her name occasionally.

"You have worked hard. Oh, are we, we are friends of Lola, just to help. Yes. It is Grand, the funeral home in the Southern District. Eight? ▼ ★ 一 ▼ 中文 网 www.81zw. com? Oh, are you the Barton Daily? Oh, thank you for writing Grande as "the only funeral industry that inherits tradition" last time. Oh yes, we are decorating recently. I want to call it this kind of title, thank you You guys. "

In a lap, Louise received many business cards and harvested.

Occasionally, there are third-generation children in the Western District who are rushing between the venues. Louise will install muffins and remind these children, "Go to your parents, grandfather and grandmother."

At least on the scene, it seems that not only the slightly older and knowledgeable Lola and Kepler are busy working.

Visually, there is still time before the real start. Zac put Alice and Louise together, pulled Lola, and began to help the reluctant high school boys on the scene to arrange the seats.

"Did you find these people?" Zac asked as he put down the guest's nameplate on the folding chair.

"No, it's Kepler!" Lola rolled her eyes. "Uh, there are some friends of Kyle's former team."

Zac raised his eyebrows, and the Western District's decentralization was really thorough enough. Arrange the details of the event. They all threw them to Lola.

"Speaking, what about Kyle?" Zach looked around and saw nothing, but saw Mrs. Barton holding a small plate in one hand. Holding a muffin in one hand, raising an eyebrow, and eating a whole piece while the person was not paying attention, instructed the little son of the Falken family who ran by to get another piece.

"Kyle is in the church, please ask the church to raise money." Lola's mood seemed a little irritable, and she looked around cautiously. No one overheared, lowered his voice, rolled his eyes first, "I have no money, my father will not give me, my grandmother will not give me! I want to raise money for this nursery!"

Zac raised his eyebrows, wait, it's not the same as what he heard Smith said, don't the adults in the West agree to donate. It was Zac who wanted to miss it. Smith said that they agreed to donate to the rest project of [Park Elementary School], or that they would not start construction in the near future, but did not say that they would have to bear the cost of the nursery during the summer vacation.

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you!" Lola rolled her eyes again, seeming to complain, murmuring in a low voice, "The guy Blake is not here to help. Annoying."

"Right, what about Blake?" Zac asked. As the third generation of the Western District, apart from Pooch, the only social adult working at the public relations office of the mayor, he should be very good at such activities. If he were here, the scene would not be so chaotic.

"He said he could persuade the mayor to support it! As a result, no one showed up!" Lola was excited, looked around quickly, and twitched her mouth irritably.

Zac thought for a while, no result, forget it, changed the subject, "I see Mrs. Quinn is also." Meaning, on the premise that Zac knows that the protagonist of this event is the third generation of the Western District, is it possible Odd will appear? This is unreasonable, especially after Zach also reminded Mrs. Quinn of Portage of the potential danger yesterday.

"Mrs. Quinn is going to speak." Lola rolled her eyes. "Grandma they just came to join in the excitement!" Lola's eyebrows were lowered, and her voice was a little lower. Show your face ... "

Zac raised an eyebrow, er, he blamed him on this matter, didn't he remind these old people that they hadn't appeared in the eyes of ordinary people for too long.

"But they are not prepared to speak. Mrs. Quinn will give a speech, saying what is the symbolism ..." Lola shook her head, "I don't understand, the process is arranged anyway. Mrs. Quinn spoke, and then I, Teacher Cuisha, then my father, and then the media asked ... "

Zac nodded with a smile. This sequence is very good. Do you understand? Mrs. Quinn, the first generation representative of the Western District and a philanthropist, and then the third generation representative, and Lola, the organizer of this charity event, Then came the second-generation representative, then the representative of [Parker Elementary School], and finally, the media made the final rendering and summary under the signal of public relations.

Now the scene is chaotic, maybe it's not a bad thing, it is very simple, no one likes the protagonist to be smooth. The third generation of the Western District, as the protagonist of this time, suffers from this trivial little matter, a bit of drama, and the final report will be beautiful, isn't it? (To be continued.)