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Madison opened his eyes. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info*

Here we go! Damn narrator!Madison tried to resist, but was in a hurry, and lifted the covers and rushed into the bathroom.

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It was early Sunday morning, and Madison rarely woke up so early on a Sunday, because today was a rare rest and there was no need to submit a work report to Grande. But today is different, right, today is the day to verify whether God exists or not. If God really has, answer my prayers. That's what Madison thought. *

Madison's eyes twitched as he looked at the yellow-orange-orange that was fainting beneath him, 'So, it's good that West used that joke about prayer that he saw yesterday. This is the real idea, and the mockery of the inexplicable narrator.

It doesn't take much cleverness to be able to tell what the reason for this narration is, West's writing.

The only thing that made Madison a little confused was the voice, whose voice the fuck was it?! definitely not West's! Men's? no, and a little taller. In the middle of the frequency, slow, calm, with a little inexplicable magnetism, it makes people irritate to narrate what happened.

Perhaps liking the sound, Madison pouted and pressed the toilet flush button. Forget about that, you need to hurry up when you buy it......

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There's no time to waste, and Madison needs to hurry. *

He stood still in front of the mirror for three seconds with his toothbrush in defiance, but that was all he could be, and Madison really needed to hurry.

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When the coolness of the toothpaste began to stimulate Madison's brain from his mouth, making him fully conscious, he began to look forward again, maybe not, but Madison didn't know what else to do besides anticipation. *

Madison looked at himself in the mirror with a mouth full of foam, snorted, lowered his head, snapped, spit a big mouthful, and looked up at a 45-degree angle, 'See, voice!

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The phone rang, and Madison terminated his personal care and moved to the phone irritably. *

The phone really thought about it, and Madison really retracted his 45-degree look and moved to the phone.

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This is a warm greeting from a friend.

"Good morning, Madison, are you awake?"

It coincided, the narration of the narration coincided with the voice on the phone, and Madison felt a sense of nervousness being caught, "Uh, Wei, West, I'm awake, morning, good morning...... The tension naturally came from the taunt at the 45-degree angle. It's really hard to explain, Madison hates the narrator, but can't hate his friends, right? Mixed emotions.

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"I guess you'll get up early today~" Friend's voice was warm and peaceful, and Madison's irritability in the morning was much calmer because of his friend. *

It was really calm, and Madison, who was holding the earpiece, looked back at the 45-degree angle, and said to himself, 'You really wrote it, uh...... but West didn't give Madison time to refine the idea.

"I've been thinking about what you told me yesterday, and I know you're going to go to Grande to find Zach early, right? ”

Madison didn't answer, and continued to hold a 45-degree angle, waiting for the narration. Madison didn't wait, wondering, "Uh, West, what are you doing now? Writing?" so asked.

"Heh~ How do you know~ Please don't laugh at me, the biscuit woke up, and I can't sleep either~ The daily life of cats and women, so it's better to write something~"

Madison shook his head, "Uh, I don't laugh at you. Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Oh, I shouldn't have taken up your time, but, well, I have a little question about what you told me yesterday before the support group share, well, about Alan. Well, you said yesterday that you were going to go to Grande early this morning to find Zack, right? This kind of thing should be decided by his boss, right? You don't want to continue to entangle with Allen, do you?"

"Yes. Madison didn't want to go a little more out to explain.

"Do you think, well, Zach will agree? Let Allen, sorry, bully, you guys?"

Madison opened his mouth, took a deep breath and began to answer, "He would agree." There is no need to report any expectations, he has always been like this, hum, being bullied, you don't apologize, that's a fact. "I guess I told West a 'little thing'. Don't write yourself as the kind of character who will 'look forward to', and the next time the narrator appears, perhaps Madison himself will not be so bored and resistant. It's all said that this emotion is very complicated.

"Oh, that's right. There was silence on the other side of the earpiece, "Why?"

"Because of Allen's son Chris, Chris is the boyfriend of Saint Sissi!" No kidding, West's story is scary enough, please, please don't give this woman who doesn't know what she can do, and stuff more 'elements' that can be played, okay.

"No, no, why......" Madison frowned, "If Zach is willing to resist Allen, he will do it! When the price of the mill is raised, when it is sued, when it cooperates, when it is asked for medical compensation! He didn't have it before, and he won't now, with such a boss, I will always be bullied! I admit it!"

"Okay. Madison, I'm sorry. I can't seem to be able to do what a friend should do, and I really comfort you, I'm sorry. ”

"Uh, don't ...... It's not your fault. That's how it is. ”

Another moment of silence, Madison began to feel a little uncomfortable with this quietness, ready to find a reason to say goodbye, "Wei ......"

"Madison. "It's getting ahead of the curve, and it's going in a weird direction," I have to say I'm sorry. ”

"Uh, sorry what?"

"I said, I want to write about you, it's not true. ”

"Wait a minute, what?" Relax?

"You, well, remember that day, after class, I said that Mr. Morris suggested that I go to that support group and explore the subject, the first time we went there, the time you ran away?" (Volume 1)

"I remember, what's wrong?" Madison subconsciously wiped his own prickly scalp. Why did you suddenly shave your head, isn't it because of that inexplicable 'foreknowledge'? It's fear.

"And then Mr. Morris accompanied me, and I told you the next day, right? ”

Madison, of course, remembers the chicken soup, the bumpy hair, the holding of West's head to look at himself in the mirror, and being told 'I'll write about you.'" "Uh, I remember. West, what the hell are you trying to say......"

"In the sharing group that day, I found the subject I wanted to write about, and Well, or Mr. Morris, he found it, and he strongly recommended that I write this story. ”

"What?" Madison seemed to say all he could say.

"In the sharing group that day, there was a woman, when you came to accompany me these days, she was not there, a young woman......"

Madison's brain was pumping, and he could clearly remember the people in his sudden 'awakening' foresight, the clown, the rabbit, the man in the uniform, and the woman he had interrupted, the young woman......

A cold sweat began to appear on Madison's back.

If you don't remember it, now, it's time to refresh it.

What happened after class that day.

Yes, there was a conversation and West said to Madison, 'I just love the story you wrote for Urban Tales, and the female reporter discovered the alien ...... that existed around her.'

And then what else happened, happened in the hallway to see Kate, a reporter who dumped James......

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What is a thunderbolt on a sunny day? The world went dark after the light, and Madison froze in front of the phone.

"Madison, Madison, are you listening?" West in the earpiece confirmed.

"I'm ......"

"You should have been with me that day, because you have no idea, that day, as I sat in the middle of the crowd, beside Mr. Morris, with a little sympathy for those people, what clowns, overalls, and then, when the young woman began to share, my expression under the mask. I, I'm ......," I felt a little speechless, "I, I was totally, shocked." ”

After three seconds of silence, "Madison, the story you wrote, is true." ”

And then on, "The young woman told a lot, a lot of stories, Madison. You've written stories about vampires, werewolves, demons, ...... Everything, 'we, humans, are the most vulnerable of all things,' her exact words, Madison, are the same as the final summary you added in your submission in order to conform to the style of Urban Legends. Madison, Madison? Are you still listening?"

"I, I'm ......" God really doesn't exist, Madison is really sure that even if it exists, it must be blind, or mentally retarded!!

"Okay. "I know it must be weird to say that, but Madison, I, I don't know." So I didn't sleep all night that day, I just wanted to go to you, and finally mustered up the courage to go to you, but I didn't dare to say a word when I saw you. The ...... "deep breathing sound," became a sentence of 'let me write you, Madison.'" ”

What can Madison say? God, are you mentally retarded happy?

Probably to relax the eerie atmosphere at this time, a voice appeared on the other side of the earpiece again, "Madison, I know, you must now think that I have a broken brain, thinking about this kind of inexplicable thing that can obviously only be explained by coincidence. Well, it's a coincidence, isn't that Madison, hehe, hehe, hehe......" The laughter didn't ease the embarrassment, "Do you want to hear what Mr. Morris said that day after hearing someone say the same delusions as you?"

Madison didn't want to answer.

"Okay. "Still for the sake of the atmosphere, West said," he said, "West, you write this woman's story, but don't write it like Madison likes......" Halfway through that, there was a moment of silence on the earpiece, "I'm sorry, I know, half of Mr. Morris's malice towards you is because of me, I'm sorry, Madison." ”

Taking a deep breath, Madison unexpectedly calmed down, "So what's going on now, are you going to grab the subject matter with me?" You're going to write about that woman too. "It's the same as the last time I was insulted by Mr. Morris, admitting it, denying it, no, just bearing everything and going with the flow.

"Uh......" it was West's turn to lose his voice, "Mai, Madison, do you mind?"

"Why mind? Mr. Morris asked you to write it, didn't he, and he was expecting you to write a perfect contrast, didn't he? Madison was really calm, "The teacher hated me, he despised everything I wrote, even if what I wrote was true, he despised it. But if someone can make these things make him speechless story, it's a reward, right? ”

"Oh......" the earpiece seemed to ponder, "Well, I'll really write it, oh, don't you really mind?" just confirmed.

"No, as long as it's not me, I don't mind. "The words in my heart were, 'I'm sorry James, it's called survival instinct.'"

"Okay......" West seemed to understand that he couldn't explain himself more, or he would be like a madman, "but Madison, I still need to use what I know about you, about Grande, about the funeral industry these days, okay?"

"If you're going to write about that woman, don't use these irrelevant ......" Since it's survival, let's seek perfection.

"The woman was sharing. "Interrupted, why-" mentioned one thing, she used a pseudonym and pronouns, but those of you who have seen your submission know that she said Grande and Allen. In her story, the person who offended the 'vampire' was not only her, the self-righteous journalist who said that she would destroy the 'vampire', but also Allen, who started from the kidnapping of Allen's son (James was involved in this), to the disappearance of Allen's accountant (James was also involved), to Allen's prosecution for threatening him (Kate also quoted Allen in the interview as saying that Zack was arrogant), to the later funeral unfair competition review, and later ......"

"You don't have to list them. But the point is, Madison understands why West would be interested in Allen.

"Well, the woman said, she was the one who 'woke up,' she was toyed with, toyed with by a guy who was countless times higher than her own existence, but, there were still people who were still asleep. ”

As Madison took a deep breath, he felt a little sore in his lungs, "Alan." "Hate the Grande, stretch out your hand, you really can only count these two.

"Yes. The woman said that she didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to wake up, and she even thought the room was pathetic, and she said, 'You people, you don't know that the main character of my story is why you are sitting here like crazy people complaining that life is not real.' She said, 'I guess that's the only good thing to wake up, you're worse than I am.'" ”

In West's quiet seconds, Madison pressed his forehead. He shouldn't have run away that day. Now, all the things he feared have come true.

Then the woman was gone, and she didn't show up for a few days. West ended his narrative, "Madison, tell me the truth, you know that woman, right, maybe you know the other people in the sharing group, and the stories you have written can be found in them. Madison, tell me, did you write everything that you wrote, or did you write it as if it were someone else's delusion, I know it sounds weird, but that's the only explanation I can think of...... "God is not retarded, it's a good thing," you, you just wrote out that woman's delusion, right, Madison, Madison......"

There seems to be a glimmer of hope......#

Hope is like a wildfire that ignites the prairie and instantly lights up the dark world.

"Madison, Madison? Are you still listening?"

Almost inertia, "I'm here!!" and then out of control, "I'm sorry!!West!I'm sorry!I'm supposed to be with you that day!I shouldn't have run away!I'm just stage fright!, that woman!!I know that woman!I saw her in the hallway!!, so I'm stage frightened!!"

There was silence on the earpiece for a long time, "Well, do you know that woman?"

"She's Kate! The reporter! Remember! I told you! The reporter who wrote bad about Grande in the newspaper!!"

"Uh...... Madison, don't get excited, I'm ......"

Madison doesn't blame, "That woman is insane! I know best! I know best when I write a manuscript for her!"

"Uh...... So, the story you contributed to "Urban Legends" this week is really about her......"

"Yes! Yes!!That's her! She interviewed me! I remember! I must have told you! She's amazing! She found out that I had written those stories published in magazines! And asked me if they were true like a victim paranoia! She wrote bad things about Grande for fear of reprisals! Oh my God! Did I tell you why she hated Grande?! Because Zach accidentally broke her camera while maintaining order at the funeral! Can you believe it? That woman is crazy! Worst of all, she's still a journalist! She knows a lot of things! I'm afraid of that kind of person! You know what! This kind of person is the scariest! Use what she knows and put on what she is delusional! Oh my God, I can't imagine that I didn't share some stuff with her that day! Probably everything she heard in the sharing group could be used by her! And make up a bunch of hell stories! We've all seen the reports she wrote! We all know how good this woman is at making up stories! I shouldn't have run away that day!!"

It's not easy, this big paragraph. Madison almost fell on the table, gasping for breath......

"Oh. The earpiece finally spoke, "Oh, oh." Hehe, that's it. "Don't blame the slow response or anything, the information is really a bit much," although your apology is a bit late, but, hehe, I accept it. "Honestly, this explains a lot, hehe, Madison, you should have told it sooner~"

"I think! Trust me! I just don't know the timing!" Madison was still breathing.

"Okay, well, I won't say that much, I guess, well, what I want to say is that Mr. Morris seems to like this woman very much, hehe, 'crazy', let me write her story......"

"Yes, you can write it!" Let that Morris see that it's all delusional, and he can write a good story! There's nothing wrong with being delusional! Help me prove it! My friend!"

"Uh-okay-" The elongated tail note naturally felt a little strange, "Well, Madison, are you in a hurry right now?"

"No! No, not at all! I have nothing to rush about! I'm very relaxed!"

"Hehe, you don't sound like an easy ......"

Naturally, the words were addictive, "I'm just irritable! You know I'm going to go to Zach in a while! It's not good to think that I'm going to put up with Ellen bullying me! That's all!"

"Oh, hehe, then, if it's comforting, why don't I tell you how I'm going to write this story?"

"Yes, please!"

"The woman...... Oh, reporter Kate, she's really good at making up stories, you're right, she rearranged all the stories that she had shared before, and added, hehe, what you fantasized about, and then stood at the top and said, 'None of you woke up, you're all pathetic', hehe, this reporter should really get a psychiatrist. But she finally mentioned something, she said that while the people who shared the group were sad, at least they were safe because they didn't offend that one, hehe 'vampire'. The one who offended the 'vampire' was her, she woke up, considered lucky, but the other one hadn't woken up yet. West paused, "Madison, can you guess who I'm talking about?"

"How obvious! Alan!"

"Hehe, well, Allen, I'm going to write a 'story of someone who has woken up and goes to find another person who hasn't woken up yet', it should be a crazy story. ”

"Awesome!" (To be continued.) )