The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

West End, Stone Manor.

We have n’t seen what Stone Manor looks like ~ who can think of it, the first person who took us straight into the center of this political family, hehe, is a group of high school students.

Alice and Maya got lost. They were just looking for a bathroom that provided privacy, but they lost their way completely and were trapped behind a glass wall--

Stone Manor seems to be all transparent glass except for the outer wall that represents the boundary of the building and the load-bearing wall inside the building.

Amazing can only be left in the first impression, this non-private construction method is uncomfortable.

"Are you lost?"

Alice and Maya fiercely turned back, and as the banquet contractor ugly lady Mrs. Sheila, the wingman, raised her hand expressionlessly to the part where the ceiling and the wall above the head joined. Things, furniture across three walls (glass) can appear in your eyes, and will only make you lose control of the space. To follow the pipeline, the uglier, denser, and more entangled the pipeline line, the closer it is The normal buildings used by the servants. The privacy you need can be found there. "

Alice and Maya looked suddenly, knowing the direction, the physical needs of the two girls let them trot forward.

Louise looked back at Mrs. Sheila, who was left in place. Sheila is not alone. After looking at the two girls, they turned their heads and looked at the air. Ordinary humans looked naturally at air. Alice looked at it. It was a blue transparent baby floating in the air.

"I don't want to listen, let Morman die, thank you."

... Alice has not seen Mrs. Sheila, and does not want to participate in these sons and ‘fathers’.

As you can see, the new god, Shang En, spoke among his fathers.

Kepler and Jimmy flashed through the gaps in the furniture that interlaced the space.

"Cape ..." Maya banged his head against the wall, ‘bang’, and crouched down to cover his forehead.

Alice slapped Maya silently, but followed Kepler and Jimmy's figure to find the two friends who had just flashed through the furniture that they didn't know the walls across.

"I'm going to demolish this manor!" Maya stood up, her forehead swollen and gloomy around.

Alice didn't speak, and Kepler and Jimmy clearly had an identity advantage. They were more familiar than the two first-time guests, and they couldn't find it. Alice pushes Maya, and the solution of physiological problems is more important.

Let's not follow two girls who need privacy for now. We go to Blake.

Strictly speaking, Blake is the protagonist of this dinner. But he is now standing alone in a room that looks like it was maintained in the teenager's bedroom.

This is Blake's bedroom. We know that Blake ’s life, he went to college in Newton, so the decoration of this room maintained his high school age.

"Have you thought about the decoration plan ~"

Blake looked back, Mr. Bi Sharp, hey, forget the quotes. 'Mr. Bi Sharp', shaking his wine glass with a strange smile, walked towards Blake's bed, "Oh ~ the first thing ~ please throw away this poor single bed ~ I can introduce you to a furniture maker ~ he The made bed ~ "" Mr. Bi Sharp "'s eyes, unabashedly radiating some kind of unscrupulous emotions," large, sturdy, and able to withstand ~~ hehe, use ~ "

Blake's face was flushed. ‘Thanks’ for Jackson ’s existence, Blake always knew what was happening at Bishop ’s Manor. Evan. Therefore, it's right for everyone to think about all the words of "Mr. Bi Sharp" in a nasty and disgusting direction. I will not elaborate.

Blake adjusted his emotions. Taking advantage of this gap, let's follow the progress.

In fact, "Mr. Bi Sharp" has revealed a little information-Blake will move to Stone Manor.

This is not the private orientation of their only son, Blake Stone, suddenly accepted by the Stone family ... Speaking of it, the Stone family never said that they expelled Blake because they did not accept the private lifestyle of their son. .

A family that deliberately breaks through the privacy between family members from the architectural concept, huh, huh, you have to say that they are Blake adults and found that Blake likes men? Do you believe it?

Look at this bedroom, which is still maintained in the style of teenagers. The posters posted on the glass wall are the male actors of the musicals; the video collection in the TV cabinet is a video of male idols; the pictures of the boyhood period on the desk, all It's a record of happiness for Blake and a specific boy ...

To be honest, I am afraid that when Blake started to grow hair, the adults in the Stone family would know what their children were like. They didn't do anything to make Blake grow into an adult, and then ensured that their son could feed themselves, then sealed the bedroom belonging to Blake.

This is not an expulsion, but a place for Blake to temporarily save a party that needs adult Blake to personally plan for privacy. No hurry, we reveal a little bit--

Back to now.

Blake had adjusted his emotions and looked at ‘Mr. Bi Sharp’, “I should call you Ms. Shear or Mr. Bi Sharp.”

"The latter ~" "Mr. Bisharp" smiled, "I really enjoy this state of mind and body ~ this makes me ..." "Mr. Bishapo" licked his lower lip, "Make me satisfied ~"

Surely satisfied, the fierce Schell, dressed in Mr. Bisharp's skin, enjoys the tarnished Bisharp's body, doesn't he?

Blake glanced at his bed as a boy, then at the corridor outside the glass wall. Everyone is on the first floor of the banquet, but no one is bothering the conversation between the two. Blake, "I'm changing bed or single bed."

"Oh." Mr. Bi Sharp smiled and shook his glass. "You don't seem to understand why your parents called you back ~ Oh, they don't care who you sleep with every day ~ man or woman ~~"

Blake frowned, "Aren't they?" Blake, like us, hadn't found his parents' thoughts.

"Oh ~ my dear Blake ~" 'Mr. Bi Sharp' patted Blake's shoulder, "Tell me, when you called the police outside the nightclub last night, there was a touch of shaking, the Stone family's young master, Will being in that situation cause harm to your family? "

Blake frowned, "No! I just wanted to save Jason!"

"Very good ~" "Mr. Bi Sharp" nodded, "After that ~ have you thought about it ~"

Blake looked at ‘Mr. Bi Sharp’, “I have n’t, I ’m already dead, you know Jackson has brought my soul out, if it ’s not Zach who saved it ...”

'Mr. Bi Sharp' waved his hand, and he didn't seem to want to listen to the content related to the Grand Vampire. "I didn't want to be right ~ because I didn't need to think at all ~" He looked at Blake and kept smiling. , You should be justified. There is no harm in this world, only tools that can be used to achieve the purpose ~ "

'Mr. Bi Sharp' suddenly took Blake's hand, "You have a person in your family who doesn't have a 'tool', and you never know how to use it! You also use it as your own obstacle!" Smile Became serious.

No expression on Mr. Bishape's face without quotes. We know how useless Mr. Bi Sharp was. It is the fierce Sher who can make this expression.

Blake was in a trance for a moment, "Sher ..."

"Mr. Bi Sharp ~" "Mr. Bi Sharp" instantly recovered his unusual smile, "Oh, I grew up watching you. You should ask Jackson how many times have I told him to treat you as all the West End The role model in the third generation ~ "Let go of Blake," If I continue to be so slow, I will be disappointed. "

This is reminding Blake to think about what he just said.

Blake did as he said, "Tools, tools, tools ..." Blake's face changed. It ’s not an optimistic and cheerful face, but a feeling of being scared, "Can my personal orientation be used as a political tool ?!"

"Everything is a political tool." "Mr. Bi Sharp" glanced at Blake and continued to shake the glass. With a helpless lazy expression, "Hey, really, your parents let me tell you this, it's really cunning ~"

cunning? Blake's brain was already spinning very hard, but it still seemed a bit insufficient.

‘Mr. Bi Sharp’ put down his glass and began to free his hands and fiddle with Blake ’s youth supplies at random — the same, the same. This is a symbolic action that is greater than it actually appears. ‘Mr. Bi Sharp’ continued, “Why do you think your parents let you live in the North District.”

"They ... don't want to see me doing those ... things at home?"

Do you remember Blake's project? Jason also mentioned it before the nightclub. Blake has been trying to talk about a hotline advertisement that addresses the worries of a specific group of people.

"It's wrong." 'Mr. Bi Sharp' waved his hand and threw the photos of Blake's boyhood and a teenager into the trash can. "That is to give you enough space for you to play freely. Well, you are too young to see your parents What kind of dirty things did your parents never see in this Patton, huh, would you not tolerate a little amateur project of your son? "

There was confusion on Blake's face.

"But your progress is too slow." 'Mr. Bi Sharp' shook his head. "You were a spokesperson for the mayor's campaign office. Why didn't you use people like you to help your mayor? selected?"

Blake ... startled? "Why, what?"

"Amazed?" 'Mr. Bi Sharp' continued to shake his head, "Don't let me down, boy. Turn your mind, you need a platform to promote your project, what better than a spokesperson who can deal with public media every day ? Your parents are helping you while you are. "Shaking his head," I don't take your project as a secret on the table, there is no progress. "

Blake subconsciously wanted to refute, he said an example that we have witnessed, "I tried! When the mayor went to the TV station to talk about the advertisement, I tried to contact the director of the Patton TV station! people……"

"A woman running for mayor is the reason why the gang of media got together in front of Ysera." The eyes of 'Mr. Bi Sharp' froze, "Think about it, Blake, Ysera's campaign slogan. She has been Use your own womanhood as a gimmick as a tool to attract attention. Dear Blake, the project you have, your personal orientation, is n’t it a bigger gimmick than Ethela is a woman. Tell me, kid , Which one would the media prefer? "

Blake opened his mouth, "But, but my personal orientation was ugly ..."

"Is it a scandal?" 'Mr. Bisharp' said for Blake, "Sorry Blake, the woman stood on the man's side, and it was also a scandal." 'Mr. Bisharp' has begun to tear up Blake's previous poster, Any tool is a decaying corpse, cracked stone before civilization has reached a certain level. "'Mr. Bi Sharp' turned and looked at Blake," If you start to do it, polish and pack your personal orientation , Turn it into a tool you can use. It will always be the unspeakable, dirty scandal. "

Blake covered his face subconsciously. He needed to shield the Bisharp and Sher community that made people really distracted, and digest these words well.

When Blake dropped his hand, he seemed to understand something, but he still seemed to be confused, "Me, how do I polish and package this personal orientation?"

"Mr. Bi Sharp" smiled, and did not continue to destroy Blake's teenage memories, "Last night's nightclub incident."

Blake frowned unconsciously, "A nightclub incident?"

"A group did not hinder any group of people. While enjoying their weekend, they were attacked by a group of thugs. You told me a child of a political family, how to use this thing? I still remember you returned to Barton The first thing, huh, but I went to Liszt ’s street to show performance art ~ You were a graduate student at that time, you did n’t have anything, and now, the mayor ’s secretary, you have resources, right? "

Blake's frown was opening.

Blake covered his face subconsciously. He needed to shield the Bisharp and Sher community that made people really distracted, and digest these words well.

When Blake let go, he seemed to understand something, but still seemed to be confused, "Me, how do I polish and package this personal orientation?"

"Mr. Bi Sharp" smiled, and did not continue to destroy Blake's teenage memories, "Last night's nightclub incident."

Blake frowned unconsciously, "A nightclub incident?"

"A group did not hinder any group of people. While enjoying their weekend, they were attacked by a group of thugs. You told me a child of a political family, how to use this thing? I still remember you returned to Barton The first thing, huh, but I went to Liszt ’s street to show performance art ~ You were a graduate student at that time, you did n’t have anything, and now, the mayor ’s secretary, you have resources, right? "

Blake's frown was opening.