Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Summary of the situation: Grande is being renovated; Lauras [Parker Elementary School] charity project is opened; Emilias shelter support project successfully finds Quinn; Zack is a little bit Lonely; Dylan is gone.

In addition, Grands daily entertainment: Cooks Kitchen added a new sister to host, Arthur Music Box announced the second concert tour of the Magic Banquet Toledo. Monday is the publication day of the magazine “Urban Legendary-Barton Weekly”.

The summary ends.

It is two o’clock in the morning, and the location is on the west side of Back Bay. Do you remember where Mrs. White lived? Oh, it’s not there, just close there. After crossing the quiet Back Bay villa area and passing through thick woods, there are factories standing in great numbers with many local companies in Barton.

This is the wood between the Barton Western Region and the North District, where the Paisin River flows. It is a convenient place. Many companies that use wood as raw materials or need a natural discharge river are set up here, such as the cabinet business of the White family, and the printing industry.

Barton was once nothing more than the wilderness to the east of Newton. For the cultivation of the cities of the Western Region people, the woods have become the current cities, but of course, these trees will not disappear meaninglessly. After the construction of the city, they continue to play a role.

Under the processing and manufacturing of these local enterprises and factories, they become containers, tables and chairs, and gossip magazines that distract attention from toilet time.

At this time, a factory seems to be still working. The roar of machinery is emitted from the factory building, and the faint light is quickly covered up after it penetrates into the night.

Three o’clock in the morning, so obviously it is not a factory like Mrs. White that needs to work at this time, but a printing factory that needs to rush to get products before dawn.

At the end of the empty, dark aisle, there is no office, only a square table, under the dim yellow lamp, it is revealed that the two people are having a heated conversation.

An accurate statement should be a plea for the absolute disadvantage of one party.

“Please!” The young and beautiful woman seemed to be only in her twenties, “Can you give us another half an hour?! Our new sample book is on the way! Just new Its just another article! No need to redo!”

pa! The large man’s palm patted heavily on the desktop.

The echo is restricted by the aisle, swaying back and forth, increasing the imposing manner of the man. The young woman shivered with pleading and bitterness on her face.

“Give you time?!” The man waved his hand sharply, expressing his anger, “Whose time shall I give you!” He snered, “Which company do you want time?” !”

Said, he could not fully express what the man meant, so he explained it with actions.

crash-bang!

“Do you want the time of “Barton Daily”?!”

The man picked up an item at the table, which was a sample of Barton Daily with today’s date. The man threw the sample paper directly onto the young woman’s face. The woman’s grievances will still have the smell of fresh ink. She opened her face, and her aggrieved and pleading expression not at all changed.

The man continued, “Do you want the time for “Liszt Weekly Shopping Guide”?!” He didn’t seem to care that he was a weak and beautiful young woman in front of him, as if he had no mercy A sample book from a certain magazine hit this vulnerable woman.

Different from the newspaper sample, the heavy coated paper back hit the woman’s chest. She held her chest and bowed slightly and started to sob.

Please don’t sympathize with her, let the man tell everyone why.

“What do you think you are?!” The man stopped giving an example, grabbed a sample magazine on the table, and flipped through it, “‘Barton under the cover of flame…'” This man Quoting the title of an article in this sample book, “‘The Ghost’!” Waiting, and the subtitle, “‘Swallowing Barton’s Light-Herman’s Scarlet Devil!'”

Yes, the magical style of this title. This sample book is the source of Grande’s happy hour on Monday-“Urban Legends-Barton Weekly”.

But what is happening right now seems to be something wrong with the new issue of the magazine, which violates the taboo of the publishing industry, and the sample book needs to be revised before publication. The woman with the’Editor Riley’ badge on her chest is communicating with, uh, supervisor, here in the printing house.

Communication? Not like.

The man smashed the unfathomable mystery thing in his hand, and looked even more annoyed at the way Riley was wronged.

A beautiful woman will get what she wants if she is wronged? The reality is not so good.

“What kind of bad magazines are you doing! They are all this kind of bad articles. Can someone read it in exchange for it! Do you know yourself! You want me to delay this pile for you!” He Waving his hand indiscriminately in front of him, the facts of various serious newspapers and magazine samples have explained his point of view.

“get lost!” The man seemed to lose his temper and became tired. After the explosion, the volume began to decrease, “I only print the original edition! A hundred books of bad stuff are still in my place! No!”

Lilly was still bowing, and the sobbing sound began to echo in the aisle after the man’s roar stopped.

“There is no end to you!” The volume is back again, but it is different from the previous anger. At this time, it is more impatient, “Hurry up! I will not print your new issue after it comes. Don’t waste my time here!”

Riley didn’t move.

Looking at the man’s expression, his anger is accumulating again.

Lily, who was holding her shoulders and trembling slightly, was still sobbing. This soft sound reverberates, lingers, overlaps and blends in the empty walk…

“If you don’t disappear from my eyes again!”

Man again He slapped the table heavily, which is a preview of a new round of outbreak.

However, this racket table, which should have been added in the empty aisle as before, did not make any deterrent sound that it should have.

It was submerged, submerged in the light sobbing sound that echoed throughout the corridor.

“Hey…”

The blurred pink halo began to radiate from Riley.

Riley bowed slightly and raised her head slightly, with pink pupils, looking towards the man whose anger had reached its peak again.

“I said I beg you?” Gentle, with a wonderful resonance that I don’t know if it is the echo of the aisle or just like this.

“Is it still not possible?”

The slightly red cheeks, the slightly scattered hair on the forehead, the eyelashes that gently trembled in the mist, and the slightly curled double Sentences lightly vomited in the lips, bone erosion and marrow invasion.

The man’s body stiffened in an instant, and a fascinating pink halo enveloped him.

“Okay, okay. But, okay, I’ll wait, half an hour…”

This World is still beautiful after all. The beautiful woman put on a wronged look, sobbing a few Next, she can get what she wants.