The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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Jackson's cyan translucent body was directly crossed by a formal man, and he looked at Zac with some doubt on his face. "Mr. Grande, do you have any need?" Zac's direction looked after all. Misunderstood.

Zac looked at the man in front of him, no, it was looking at the overlapping Jackson, his wrinkled brows did not loosen at all, "No, no."

"Oh." The man raised his eyebrows. He actually didn't confirm whether Zac was watching him. He raised his eyebrows. "So should Mr. Grande pay more attention to getting off the stage." The man pointed to the counter reminderly.

Zac turned away and looked at Lola who was giving a speech on the stage. She was standing in the center of the third generation in the West End, Kepler was beside, and then surrounded by other children, Blake stood at the end, pressing the little guy who was not sensible enough and wanted to run around.

"Today." Lola was obviously nervous. "I, I am standing here, I am grateful for the support of my friends." She took Kepler's hand, looked at her compatriots somewhat mechanically, and was still sitting. Alice at the side glanced, "I, I am honored to represent these ..."

Zac nodded and turned around. "Thank you for reminding." This is Zac's execution commission. I really want to thank the man for his reminder. Otherwise, after being told by Jackson, Zac's thinking will be biased. far away!

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Zac, who had turned his eyes away, didn't even bother to pay attention. He turned his head to say that he heard it, and looked at the third generation of the Western District on the stage. As much as possible, yes, as much as possible, try to limit thinking to the commission. But it ’s difficult, because Zac ca n’t think of it. In this third-generation West Side collection, Jackson should appear in it, instead of floating behind him and saying something to distract him!

"Do you know. Actually I should be there too." Irrespective of Zac's wishes, Jackson didn't mean to shut up.

Zac pressed his brow tightly and took a deep breath. Our vampires are not going to take any more words from Jackson and try to observe the position of the people on the desk as seriously as possible.

The positions of these people can be divided generally by age. Excluding Blake who has entered the adult world, Lola is at the front and behind the podium, and Kepler of the same age is naturally on the side. The last child who is not honest is the preschool boy who is bound by Blake.

Falcon's younger brother is in the opposite direction from Kepler to Lola. ? ◆? Bayi Chinese? Net. ww.8.11zw.com ★ Sister Charlotte and younger brother Sherlock are in the primary school age group.

But even for such a simple station, obvious boundaries can be seen.

"We stand here today, not representing our parents, family, but ourselves." Lola's speech was trembling and blunt, apparently well-backed, "Not everyone is as lucky as us, all we want Do something for everyone, rely on your own strength ... "

The third generation on the desk looked at each other, and they were hesitating whether to nod and applaud in favor of approval. Boundaries appeared at this time.

Obviously, Kepler was next to Lola, and basically nodded vigorously in every sentence. I do n’t know if it was taught too much, and he would never look sideways at the reactions of people around him. People of junior high school age will look at each other, occasionally showing a confused look, barely squeezing a smile at the flashing flashlight.

The elementary school people didn't care what Lola was talking about, they huddled together in a small whisper, ignoring the occasion, often after a flash of light. Only hesitated to confirm each other, slack clapping hands.

And Blake at the end, it is already very difficult to contain the children who are trying to run around, and they can't cooperate or suggest anything at all.

"They are missing a person." Jackson behind Zac drove again, "They are missing me."

Zac pulled the corner of his mouth. Continue to ignore, try to calm your mind, and think about what to do next. Obviously, according to what we see now, even in the future, even if they are forcibly pushed into nursery schools by adults in the Western District, they will be divided into groups according to their own life circles and age groups. The reduced distance in the commission cannot be achieved at all.

"It's actually very simple." All said, Jackson is not going to shut up. "In fact, just like a graduation speech, if you are called as a good student to give a speech, you can't just talk about good students, good students are only a minority. , Most people do n’t understand the world of good students ... "

Do n’t forget, Jackson is the good student who gave a speech at his own graduation ceremony. It turns out that he was excluded from the real graduation evening of his classmates. He learned this experience.

Zac won't turn around to look at him boldly like he did just now, and he doesn't want to make any response, frowning and thinking about his own affairs. But I have to admit that Jackson was right.

Looking at the stage, I am afraid that only Kepler understands Lola ’s speech, because when Zack threw the seeds of this project into Lola ’s mind, Kepler was beside him. So no matter how reluctant Kepler is, she can at least understand that what they are doing is a good thing.

But other people, seeing them hesitantly, reluctantly, even don't even know the attitude of the occasion, they may not understand what Laura is saying. To put it simply, it is the children of Parker Elementary School who are concerned about their farts-before they reach high school, they rarely even come out of the Western District and do not understand what the outside world looks like.

The people at the stage suddenly all stood up and applauded. Not the self, but the late mayor stood up. With the flashing of the spotlights, Mayor Anthony's face with an extremely sincere smile and continuous applause.

Everything that went out of the process seemed to make Lola nervous. She just looked at the adults at the back of the desk for help, but no one gave her guidance. Blake smiled reluctantly and didn't need to worry.

The third generation of the West End returned to the seat in a mess again with the end of Lola's speech, but this time there was no camera facing them, and they all smiled and applauded the mayor looking at the empty desk.

Mayor Anthony ’s applause continued until his palms were red, the flashing lights faded away, and no lens was facing him. Then when the second-generation representative of the Western District under the process came to power, the mayor nodded to Lola's father on the stage and left the meeting. Just walked backstage like this, recalled Blake, the car when he came.

Uh, Anthony just left a scene that he could edit into all the pictures, and then left ...

"Uh, it's interesting to talk to you." Jackson said this after Zac. When Zac turned around, he had floated to Blake who was in the car and left. (To be continued.)