Stepping onto the front porch, Blake's car slowly drove away, and Jackson looked around. The dim sunlight stretched the shadows of people, overlapping each other, and in this funeral home that had been abandoned, there was actually a prosperous scene.

"Jackson, did you bring the money?" the girl asked, smiling, standing in front of the door.

Jackson nodded, looked at the boy standing at the door, and vaguely remembered that it was a certain classmate, who seemed to be called Eddie, and seemed to have been partners in a certain social practice class, but the two didn't do anything, so they got an A.

"Then pay the entrance fee!" the girl said, gesturing to the boy.

"More than a hundred entrance fees!" Eddie looked at Jackson and tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Admission to what?" Jackson doesn't even know what this place is all about!

"Just give him ten dollars. The girl rolled her eyes and nudged Eddie.

"Elena! "What are you doing!" Eddie didn't seem very happy, "He's not without money!"

Jackson, who was too lazy to entangle, was already digging out his wallet, and the girl named Elena pursed her lips, touched two coins herself, and stuffed them to Eddie, "That's all!

"Leave him alone!" Elena pulled Jackson and walked inside, "His brother used to work here, he had the key, and he thought this place was his!"

Jackson didn't care, and began to look around the room, "What are you doing here?"

Although the building has been abandoned, the basic functions are still there, the lamps and decorations are still intact, and the first room after entering the door is very spacious, with wooden stands spread out on both sides (the coffin exhibition hall), and long wooden boxes with pizza, drinks, and other things.

Jackson thinks it's weird, because those 'wooden boxes' that are used as tables are like coffins in every sense!

Elena smiled, "You guessed it! It's a coffin!" and she walked over to a coffin. Pick up the food and drink on it and hand it to Jackson, "Are you hungry?"

Jackson looked at the food taken from the coffin, shook his head, and watched as Elena lifted the lid of the coffin, holding a small shovel. I actually shoveled a few pieces of ice out!

Elena laughed as she threw ice cubes into the two drinks, pulled out two straws, one for herself and one for Jackson, "When the owner of this place left, these things were confiscated and left here." She tilted her head, "How can I do it if I don't take advantage of it~"

Jackson didn't think the proper way to use the coffin was to keep the ice warm, but he did. He smiled and took a sip of the drink, which was weirdly good.

"Come here~" Elena beckoned, "I'll show you around." ”

Walking inside, the second room (reception room), the large circular sofa has been occupied by young boys and girls, who seem to be playing card games, and are noisy and noisy. Depending on the age, there are guys who are younger than Jackson.

"I thought it was our graduation school. Jackson looked at the boys and girls who were clearly not their age. Ask.

Elena shook her head, "This place is about to become an activity center, as long as you give money, you can come in." Elena blinked, "The entrance fee is more than ten years, you can mix here all day!"

Jackson pursed his lips. "How long has this place been like this? Isn't the youth center in the West End free?"

Elena shrugged, "I don't know, it's been a month or two." Then she winked with a smile and pulled Jackson by the way. Pushed open the door to the third room (office).

Empty display cases, empty desks, and a table clock that no one maintained and stopped, all of which once belonged to the room were pushed aside, and the walls were lined with desktop game consoles. Each one was occupied by one or two people, and all sorts of electronic sound effects filled the ears.

Jackson also found out why he was willing to let these people spend more than a dozen dollars to come here.

On the side of each console, a round transparent jar is stuffed with game currency. The game is free!

Elena looked at Jackson's face, "Don't tell me you're interested in this stuff too. ”

Jackson smiled and shook his head, "It's a waste of time. ”

Elena smiled, "Go on." ”

Leaving the arcade, the two entered the narrow stairwell, and Elena pushed open the room behind her, which was also full of game consoles. Elena raised an eyebrow, "You don't need to look here." ”

Jackson nodded, looking at the staircase that stretched up and down, and the door that led to the back porch, in the dim light, Jackson couldn't see very clearly, but there was a group of people in the backyard doing something, vaguely graduates of the same level. Further back, there are white buildings, and I don't know what they are used for.

"What are they doing?"

Elena smiled and pushed open the back door, "Now you're going to really pay for it." ”

As soon as he stepped onto the back porch, a backpack was thrown in front of Jackson, "Elena, this guy is finally here!

Elena shrugged indifferently, pulled open her backpack, and checked the contents, "flashlights, mats, pillows, blankets, ......"

Jackson looked at the contents and blinked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"Your gear. Elena looked at Jackson, smiled, and looked at the boy who had lost his backpack, "How much?"

"Seventy-two five. The boy tugged at the corners of his mouth and reported an unusually accurate number.

Jackson didn't bother to ask what he was doing, and handed out more than a hundred.

"Don't you have any change?!" the boy frowned.

"Alright, Add. Elena took the money and stuffed it into the boy's hand, no longer caring about the other party, picked up her backpack and pulled Jackson to the backyard.

Stepping fully into the back porch, Jackson could see more clearly.

The back porch was blocked by a curtain hanging from the second floor, and several boys were pulling the curtain on the second floor. The back porch is extended into a stage, and some people are sorting out various equipment. At the back of the backyard, several people gathered around to arrange lighting instruments. Jackson understood that it was an open-air party.

Elena put Jackson's newly bought gear next to a pink backpack and said with a smile, "I've already taken a good spot~"

Jackson looked around, and a bunch of people were queuing up with soft air mattresses to inflate, "So, this is our graduation party?"

"yes. Elena smiled and pulled out the inflatable cushion in her backpack and stuffed it into Jackson's arms, "You don't think it's just the 'Jackson Bishop Graduation Speech Show' ......at school," Elena laughed and gestured in quotation marks, "How much 'graduation' can make us feel." Elena pursed her lips and lowered her voice, "Although you are a graduation representative, you don't think that you can really represent us." ”

Elena shrugged her shoulders and looked around, "So, we had our own celebration." ”

Jackson was stunned, and looked at the classmates around him who couldn't name a few names, he had never thought about this problem, for him, giving a speech at a graduation ceremony was 'work', and he didn't even write the speech, all he did was memorize it.

Jackson shook his head, pursed his lips, and looked around, because there was no one to take care of the backyard, a lot of weeds rushed out of the hard yellow ground and stood at his feet, "You can directly tell me to prepare something, I can charter Liszt's theater." Jackson frowned, "We don't need to stay in this kind of open wilderness. ”

Elena rolled her eyes, "You really don't understand it at all, do you?"

Jackson frowned as he hugged a plastic-smelling inflatable cushion, he really couldn't understand that the school auditorium was better than that.

Elena didn't seem to want to say anything more, and pushed Jackson towards the inflatable line.

"Oh. Not at all pleased with the exclamation, "Look who's coming." ”

"Uh, here comes our graduation rep. ”

"Elena, did you invite him? why?"

......

It's not bitter, it's just a helpless question.

Now, Jackson understands that he wasn't very popular. These students are just looking for someone who can get rid of the people who have been imposed on them by the school and represent them, and enjoy their graduation. If you do an activity at school and are accused by the school, it will eventually become a special show for Bisharp's parents.

Only when there is no control will there be something that truly belongs to them.

As a result, Jackson still appeared. This third generation of young masters in the Bisharp family wanted to leave.

Elena replied casually, "What's the matter! Without the arrangement of those adults, he is no different from us." Elena used a joking tone, "He didn't even bring the driver~"

"What a sacrifice!"

There is no malicious ridicule, since it is here, there is no need to dwell on messy things. Everyone seemed to accept Jackson's presence here, and soon returned to normal, and someone began to instruct Jackson to help with the arrangement.

Elena patted Jackson and handed the thing that needed to be inflated to a friend, "Let's go, I'll accompany you." ”

The two of them walked to what should be a corner of the stage and began to help with small tasks such as moving things.

"Why did you choose this place?" Jackson asked, looking at Elena, "at first you said I thought it was going to be some kind of adventure game or something." ”

"Haha. Elena laughed, "That's just provoking you to come, and we've made something like those operas and ballets on Liszt Street." ”

Jackson smiled and shook his head, "I hate those things. ”

Elena tilted her head and smiled, explaining seriously, "Because it's free here." She shrugged, "No one cares about this place anyway, and everything is complete, so everyone can use it after tidying up." ”

Jackson looked around at the various musical instruments, projectors, and various stage props, "Are these things free?

Elena nodded, "yes." ”

"Isn't this a funeral home? Jackson was puzzled.

Elena smiled, "Eddie's brother is in some kind of band, and sometimes he uses it for performances. ”

"Band?"

"Yes. Elena smiled, "Rock bands, it seems to be gothic, it seems to be very popular recently." (To be continued......)