Chapter 7: Former Funeral Home

Stepping onto the front porch, Blake's car drove away slowly, and Jackson looked around. Bayi? Chinese? ▼ ■ www.81zw.com ■ The shadows of the pale yellow sunlight stretched over each other, and in this abandoned funeral home, there was a scene of prosperity.
"Jackson, have you brought the money?" The girl asked, smiling at the door.
Jackson nodded and looked at the boy standing at the door. He vaguely remembered it was a classmate, it seemed to be called Eddie, and a social practice class seemed to have been a partner. As a result, the two did not do anything and got a.
"Then pay the entrance fee!" The girl pointed at the boy.
"More than a hundred admission fees!" Eddie looked at Jackson, twitching his lips.
"What's the entrance?" Jackson doesn't even know what the place is doing now!
"Just give him ten dollars." The girl rolled Eddie's eyes.
"Elena! What are you doing!" Eddie didn't seem very happy. "He's not rich!"
Jackson, who was too lazy to entangle, was already pursing his purse. The girl named Elena pursed her lips and touched two coins herself, and stuffed it with Eddie, "That's it! Do you want to follow you!" Unclear Jackson went into the main hall.
"Don't worry about him!" Elena took Jackson and walked in. "His brother used to work here. He has the key, so he thought it was his place!"
Jackson didn't care, and began to look indoors, "What is it for here?"
Although the building has been abandoned, the basic functions are still there, the lamps and decorations are still intact, the first room after entering the door is very spacious, (the coffin exhibition hall) the wooden brackets are scattered on both sides, the long strip of wood Pizzas, drinks and the like are on the box.
Jackson feels weird when he sees it, because those 'wooden boxes' used as tables are like coffins in every sense!
Elena smiled, "You guessed it! It's the coffin!" She walked to a coffin, picked up the food and drinks she had placed on it, and handed it to Jackson, "Are you hungry?"
Jackson looked at the food taken from the coffin, shook his head, and watched Elena lift the lid of the coffin, holding a small shovel, and actually shoveled out a few ice cubes!
Elena smiled and threw ice into two drinks, pulled out two straws, a cup of her own, a cup of Jackson, "When the owner here left, these things were confiscated and left here. August 1 ▼ Middle ▼ ?? Wen.81zw.com ▲ "She looked to her side," How can I do it without using it ~ "
Jackson didn't think the correct use of the coffin was to keep ice cubes, but forget it, he smiled and ended up drinking, and took a sip. It was strangely good.
"Come here ~" Elena beckoned. "I'll show you around."
Go inside, in the second room (reception room), the large circular sand has been occupied by boys and girls, it seems to be playing card games, noisy and noisy, depending on age, some guys are smaller than Jackson.
"I thought it was our graduation party." Jackson looked at boys and girls who were clearly not their age and asked.
Elena shook her head, "This is about to become an activity center, and you can come in as long as you give money." Elena blinked, "Admission fee is more than a dozen, you can mix here all day!"
Jackson pursed his lips and continued to follow behind Elena, "How long has this place been? Isn't the Youth Activity Center in the Western District free? Why come here?"
Elena shrugged. "I don't know. It's been a month or two." Then she winked with a smile, pulled Jackson, and pushed open the door (office) of the third room.
Empty display cabinets, empty desks, and clocks that were shut down without maintenance. These things that once belonged to the original room were pushed aside, and the walls were filled with desktop game consoles. Each one is occupied by one or two people, and various electronic sound effects fill the ears.
Jackson also showed why he was willing to let these people spend more than ten dols here.
On the side of each gaming machine, a round transparent jar is filled with game coins. The game is free!
Elena looked at Jackson's face, "Don't tell me that you are also interested in this thing."
Jackson smiled and shook his head. "This is a waste of time."
Elena smiled, "Continue. ∮ 八 ∮ 一 ∮ 中 ∮ text, www.8.1z.COM"
After leaving the game hall, the two entered the narrow stairwell, and Elena pushed away the room behind her. The room that was not originally used for the same thing was also filled with game consoles. Elena raised her eyebrows. "You don't need to look here."
Jackson nodded and looked at the stairs that extend up and down, and the door leading to the back porch. Under the dim light, Jackson did not see clearly, but there was a group of people in the backyard doing something together, vaguely the same level Graduates. Later, there are white buildings, and I don't know what they are used for.
"What are they doing?"
Elena smiled and pushed the back door open, "Now you really need to pay."
Just stepping on the back porch, a backpack was thrown in front of Jackson. "Elena, this guy is finally here! Otherwise you have to pay!"
Elena shrugged indifferently, pulled away her backpack, and checked the contents. "Flashlight, cushion, pillow, blanket ..."
Jackson looked at the contents and blinked doubtfully, "What is this?"
"Your equipment." Elena glanced at Jackson, smiled, and looked at the boy who had lost his backpack. "How much?"
"Seven-thirty-five." As soon as the boy twitched his lips, he reported an extremely accurate number.
Jackson was too lazy to ask what he was doing and handed out more than a hundred ounces.
"Don't you have any change?" The boy frowned.
"Fine, Eddie." Elena took the money and stuffed it into the boy's hand, no longer in charge of the other party, took the backpack and took Jackson to the backyard.
Stepping into the back porch completely, Jackson could see better.
The back porch was blocked by the curtain hanging from the second floor, and several boys pulled the curtain on the second floor to fix it. The back porch was extended into a stage, and some people were sorting out various equipment. In the back of the backyard, several people were arranged with lighting instruments. Jackson understood that it was an open-air party.
Elena put Jackson's newly purchased equipment next to a pink backpack and smiled and said, "I have already occupied the position ~"
Jackson looked around, and a group of people holding a soft air cushion lined up to inflate, "So, this is our graduation party?"
"Yeah." Elena smiled and pulled the inflatable cushion from her backpack into Jackson's arms. "You don't think that the school's 'Jackson Bishop graduation speech show' ..." Elena smiled and compared the movements with quotation marks. "It will make us feel more 'graduated'." Elena pursed her lips and her voice was a little lower. I think you can really represent us. "
Elena shrugged and looked around. "So, we made our own celebration."
Jackson was stunned, and looked again at the classmates who could not name a few names around him. He never thought about this problem. For him, speaking at the graduation ceremony was 'work', not even the speech. Written, all he did was just memorize it.
Jackson shook his head, pursed his mouth, and looked around. Because there was no one to take care of in the backyard, a lot of weeds rushed out of the hard, yellow ground and stood at his feet. "You can tell me to prepare something, I can pack it. Liszt ’s theatre.
Jackson frowned.
We do n’t need to stay in this open-air wilderness.

Elena rolled her eyes. "You really can't understand it, right!"
Jackson hugged a plastic-flavored inflatable cushion and frowned. He really could not understand that the school hall was better than that.
Elena didn't seem to want to say anything more, pushing Jackson to the line where the queue was filled.
"Oh." A surprised voice that was not pleased at all. "Look who is coming."
"Uh, our graduation representatives are here."
"Elena, did you invite him to come? Why?"
...
It's not harsh, just a question of helplessness.
Now Jackson understood that he was not very welcome. These classmates just want to find someone who can get rid of being imposed on them by the school and represent them, and enjoy graduation. If you are doing activities in the school and controlled by the school, it will eventually become a special show specially prepared for Bishapo parents.
Only if they are not subject to any regulation will there be anything that really belongs to them.
As a result, Jackson still appeared. The three generations of young masters in the Sharp family wanted to leave.
Elena responded casually to these voices, "It doesn't matter! Without the arrangements of the adults, he is no different from us." Elena used a joke tone, "But he didn't even bring the driver ~"
"What a great sacrifice!"
There is no malicious ridicule, and since it is here, there is no need to tangle up with messy things. Everyone seemed to accept that Jackson was here, and soon returned to normal, some people began to instruct Jackson to help arrange the layout.
Elena pats Jackson and gives her friend what needs to be inflated, "Come on, I will accompany you."
The two should go to be a corner of the stage and start helping with small things like moving things.
"Why did you choose here?" Jackson looked at Elena and asked, "At first you said, what kind of adventure game did I think it would be."
"Haha." Elena smiled. "That's just aroused you. The things we made are comparable to those operas and ballets on Liszt Street."
Jackson smiled and shook his head. "I hate those things."
Elena smiled sideways and carefully explained, "Because it's free here." She shrugged. "This time, no one is in charge, and everything is complete, everyone can sort it out and use it."
Jackson looked at the things around him. There were various musical instruments, projectors, and various stage setting props. "These things are free? Do you want to use them?"
Elena nodded, "Yeah."
"Isn't this a funeral home? How can there be these things." Jackson was puzzled.
Elena smiled. "In what band is Eddie's brother, sometimes used to perform here."
"band?"
"Yeah." Elena smiled. "Rock band, it seems to be Goth. This seems to be popular recently." (To be continued.)