The mill was converted from a real abandoned mill, so the original building has been retained. The blue-gray stone walls were not painted, but the original moss was removed. Some of the walls still retain their potholes, and Madison's décor is rough enough to make the interior of the mill look like a cool-toned grotto.

The sunlight shines through the small windows, and although it doesn't feel dark, even though it's summer, it's not warm at all.

Cyrus walked straight to Brill, who was standing motionless at the door of the mill, and he put his arm around the other man's shoulders and stepped into the sun. The group behind him put down the coffee prepared by the mill staff and silently left behind the two. Trouble, just walked away.

"It's ......" Leon had already rushed in front of Zach as he walked out of the office, his outstretched arms flinching at Zack's slanted glance and holding them in front of his chest, "That's wonderful!" the demon kept his distance and looked adoringly at the perennially pale vampire.

"Mike!" Leon, realizing that he was going to be unlucky if he disturbed Zack, turned to his own kind, "I'm so jealous!

There are not only aliens in the mill, Madison frowned, watching the staff around him pause like frozen statues, Leon's eyes were black, and he pulled Mike to shake excitedly, "Can you feel ......it? Everything is perfect! No wonder we're jealous of vampires! they're masters at manipulating people's minds!"

"Release them. Zach didn't bother to look at the guy and walked over to Benjamin, vampires don't like to act with human ashes.

The human in the mill resumed his movements, pressed his chest in some surprise, and shook his head in gasp and shake off the sudden feeling of suffocation.

"Don't come here. I'm not going to touch that. Benjamin glanced at Zach and hugged his shoulder, "Matthew too." ”

Zach pouted helplessly, turned to Maddison, and gestured to the office before the employee, who had already begun to have a disappointed expression on his face, spoke.

Back to the office. Madison actually sat in the guest's seat. Zach was not in a good mood and placed the urn on the table, "Go back to your place." ”

"Why, it's your property, you're the boss, you're the one who makes the decisions. That's not my seat. ”

Sure enough, this thing lost his temper again.

Zach grabbed Madison by the collar, pushed him behind his desk, and pressed, "It's not what you think." We won't give them a new funeral ......"

"Not at all!" was Leon. The guy pushed the office away and cleverly dragged Mike along to make sure Zach wouldn't hurt him. He cautiously closed the door, and Zach lowered his voice with a frowning look in his eyes, "I'm here to help, well, really." ”

Zach didn't bother to bother with this guy and shook his head. "We're just keeping it for Brill, you can think of it. I'll put it in the cemetery. They won't be looking for trouble anymore. ”

"No, no, no!" Leon had already jumped up to Madison, holding the reluctant man behind the desk in his arms ridiculously, "You can't skip it so simply, Madison needs to know it all!

Zach folded his hands over his chest and leaned back in his chair. Let Leon begin to tell what had just happened in the office. Because Mike explained in a whisper, "That's how Leon is. Once you get used to it, you'll find him a very interesting person. ”

Strangely, when Leon begins to parse Zach's use of favor, kindness, politeness, empathy, fear, worry, these qualities that ordinary people have to smooth out the incident. Madison's face was actually a little better, and he squinted at Zach and pursed his lips.

"Did you find it?" Leon patted Madison on the back vigorously. "He's the most perfect!

The conversation seemed to go somewhere where Zach had no clue at all.

"What are you talking about?" Zach looked at the two men behind the desk, and the two guys exchanged glances intensively. When did the relationship between these two people become so harmonious.

Zach frowned, waiting for an answer.

Madison thought for a moment, "Okay, thank you in advance for solving this matter." "But I still don't understand why we did this for Brill, it's not our fault." ”

Zach didn't want to discuss this issue for the time being, Anthony already had questions about Maddison's management of the mill, and Zach didn't want to create conflicts. He waved his hand, "It's not our fault, but it's nothing to lose us, it's just a deposit." I want to know what you've just said. ”

Madison sighed, then pulled a piece of paper out of the drawer and handed it to Zach.

Zach took the leaflet-like thing and looked at it, and asked suspiciously, "'Morris's Writing Coach', what is this for?"

"Didn't you say you were looking for a hobby?" Madison snorted, "that's my hobby." ”

Zach grinned, looked at Madison with smiling eyes, and said in a declarative tone, "You want to be a writer." ”

"Yes. Maddison pulled back the flyer from Zack's hand, and before he could take it back, it was taken by Mike, who stretched out halfway, and studied it carefully.

"I'll tell you!" Leon danced, "but Madison had a problem! his homework was described as 'hollow, moaning, delusional, unrealistic', etc., etc.!"

Madison glared at Leon, but he couldn't refute it, and the teacher, Maurice, seemed to be writing these comments in red ink in order to highlight his point, like a wound in Madison's fragile heart.

"What did you write?" Zach asked with a smile in a much happier mood.

The answer was still Leon, because Madison lowered his head and was depressed, Leon raised his head and waved his arms beside him, "You know. Some ordinary things, vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, demons and the like. ”

Zach raised an eyebrow, and the people who wrote about these themes either became the food for the subject matter or the alien race itself. As a result, the few surviving stories have become religious or mythological phrases in which the cherubim guarded the Garden of Eden and the fallen angels fell into hell......

"Well, come on. Zach smiled, he didn't know what to say other than that.

"But!" Leon leaned on his desk. Leaned over to Zach and stared seriously into the vampire's eyes, keeping some distance of course, "He's got a problem!"

Zach began to understand Leon's amusement, and apart from the initial disgust that he was too familiar because he was not used to it, he was now able to keep a safe distance. Show your neuroticism, "What's the problem?" As you know, Zach also has a theatrical performance.

"His character has no soul!" Leon said, then laughed at himself, rolling his eyes and shaking his head, "You know how much humans abuse the word these days, you can understand what I'm talking about!"

"Yes. Zach smiled and shook his head, looking at Madison. "Your character is not fleshed out enough, like an empty puppet, stiff and without interior. ”

"Yes! That's it!" Leon leaned over to Madison again, "Look! he knows! What did your teacher say?!" he anxiously rolled his palm in front of Madison's face.

He said that you can't write directly about a person who is brave, this pale without a little bit of expressive strength. You're going to write about a guy who saved a guy in front of a runaway bus, and that's bravery. Madison mechanically repeated the teacher's reprimand, but threw out the tone and tone particles. It has become a very reasonable teaching, "Words and phrases are always just empty and superficial descriptions." Only events can become facts and be remembered. ”

"Yes, yes!" Leon took over again, "what else did he say!" Madison sighed helplessly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Leon, "You don't need to come!

Then the demon walked over to the desk. Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes widened, and his face showed a nervous agitation, and he began to recreate the original scene of 'Maurice'.

He straightened his hand. Pressed forward, loud enough to make Zach frown.

"You trash!Are you taking notes?!Why are you taking notes?!What are you memorizing?!How do you write about a person who is brave?!That's why you're here!" Leon, ah no, 'Maurice', angrily ripped off the notes of the first row of people in the class!

He roared, "Who would want to see a brave man, save an old woman in front of the bus?!Who would want to see this thing!!you!you want to see?!"

Mike nodded cooperatively.

"Then why don't you go to the newspaper!!" 'Morris' glared at Mike, "Get out! get out of my class!!don't let me see your face again!!!

Zach raised an eyebrow and glanced sympathetically at Madison.

"What are you going to write about?!" 'Morris' looked back and forth, his eyes full of incendiary inducements, his body suddenly smaller, "conflict!" long pause, "tangled!" breakpoint, "twisted!" pause, "collision!"......

"The criminals save the kittens!" 'Maurice' raised his voice again, "Heroes beat up homeless people!Scams syndicates fund old people!Police sell drugs-products-!Beautiful princesses fall in love with beasts in the forest!High angels fall into hell!Werewolves and vampires become friends......"

"I added it myself!" Leon shouted excitedly, he was not a little playful, Zach smiled and waved his hand to continue. Interesting guy indeed.

"That's what you're going to write!Those real attributes under fixed labels!Those unexpected, extreme twists!" 'Maurice' returned, glaring ahead, "What are you looking at me for?!Why don't you take notes?!Are you here for fun?!"

There was applause in the silent office, and Zach smiled and clapped his hands, "Madison, he's great." ”

Madison shook his head wordlessly.

Zach thought for a moment and smiled, "So I guess I'm in line with what he's saying, isn't it? Zachary Grande under the vampire label, a guy surrounded by conflict, a guy who can solve a problem with the pupil of charm, but acts according to human rules. ”

Leon's hands were spread out in front of him, "Perfect protagonist." (To be continued......)