Welcome to Forge Town

From the preliminary finalization of the party to the holding time, there is only a very short week.

Even so, with the intentional promotion of Miranda and the mayor, the preparations for the Christmas party went smoothly.And perhaps because of wanting to get rid of the stagnant atmosphere, the registration rate of town residents was unexpectedly high this time.It is estimated that about a hundred people are about to visit, and it is no surprise that tonight is bound to become an unprecedented grand event in Fogg Town.

As an important behind-the-scenes promoter—and also one of the few available staff in the school—Alan has been very busy recently.Furthermore, he has been sleeping less than six hours for a week.This can be seen from the bloodshot eyes and the darkness of the bags under his eyes.

For example, in the middle of the night yesterday, he was still burning his liver to tie the softest red ribbon on each mistletoe, preparing to hang them all over the campus when the school gate opened the next day.But unfortunately, he has the most clumsy skills in housework, and he can't finish it until four o'clock in the morning.In the end, Brandon, who was passing through in the middle of the night, was escorted to sleep.

Of course, there is no touching reason in the meantime.According to Brandon, he simply considered that Allen was old anyway, and he didn't want to find himself in the same room as a dead body the next day.

As for the floating standard of "age", it is naturally not clearly defined.It's one thing to just have doubts, another to be incapable of resisting.Allen, who had not slept for a long time, could not resist the attack of the Sandman.

A moment ago, he was still muttering: "Without mistletoe, there is no happiness (#Note)", but the moment his face touched the pillow, his strong will collapsed.It wasn't until he woke up the next day that he regretted it and hurried to work.

So it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Allen returned home from the venue and found that he had no clothes for the party at all.By the way, the party will be held at six o'clock.This time, it is still a "makeup party" that requires creativity, sincerity and preparation.

Everything is imminent.

"Oh, it's really interesting. Someone seems to have nowhere to go." On the bed, someone who was still covered with a quilt said leisurely: "Of course, in order to perfunctory the matter, he can strip himself naked and tell the world to deal with it" The King's New Clothes' fanaticism. But as his wonderful roommate, I will naturally pray for him, and then no fanatics will crucify him in the name of "blasphemy." Brandon as the narrator Without considering the mood of the "protagonist" at all, Lang Lang read his own words.And grinned under Alan's stare, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Thank you for the offer, 'beautiful' Brandon," Allen said. "If you could get rid of that entertaining smile a little, maybe I'll try to believe that you tried to offer honest opinions—even if they were a little Not constructive either!"

After rummaging through the closet, Allen asked again: "By the way, Mr. Kirkclough. From my impression, you seemed to say that you plan to attend last week, right?" He looked up and down his upper body with extremely explicit eyes □□, Someone hiding in the white quilt, "Is it possible that you plan to appear as this snow baby? It's round and fat, so cute!"

He tried to imitate the villains in the movie and said in a sarcastic tone.He was terribly unimpressed by Brandon's indifference.In his eyes, Brandon, who was also unprepared, was not qualified to laugh at himself.

But even though he knew a little about Brandon's character, Allen didn't expect Brandon to be so shameless.After finishing speaking, Allen felt someone behind him make a big movement.Turning around, I happened to witness the key scene of Brandon getting ready to get up - the quilt slipped from him, as if in slow motion, inch by inch, frame by frame, revealing the well-defined wheat-colored figure inside.

And, something that shouldn't be there.

After a long pause, Allen suddenly turned his head.Maybe it was because he hated that his gaze was too clumsy, so he pressed his head against the closet door in embarrassment and shouted in his heart: My God, this dirty brat!Lie on my bed completely naked, not even wearing a pair of goddamn underwear!

As an object of "appreciation", Brandon didn't care at all.He stepped forward confidently and walked behind Allen. "Little Allen, you are wrong, this is the 'King's New Clothes'." He raised the corners of his lips with a smirk.As if on purpose, he sprayed his hot breath into the opponent's ear. "Excuse me, is Ai Qing satisfied with this outfit?" He whispered in Alan's ear.

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Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Nicole Vance has an extremely solemn date tonight.

In front of the dressing table, she held a red lipstick and gestured respectfully on her lips—this was a popular style she bought when she went to town last year.An incomparably expensive brand was finally unpacked today.

In the mirror, she pursed her lips, and the bright red rouge immediately bloomed like a rose.She smiled contentedly at the mirror.After confirming that everything was perfect, he took the scarf and coat on the back of the chair and went out humming.

Her dress today is extraordinarily elegant.First, she ditched her usual plain top and jeans for a green check dress.It's the color that best complements her complexion.The slender feet no longer wear rash sneakers, but step on a pair of nude Roman high heels as if they are not afraid of the cold. They step on the marble corridor and make a high-pitched clicking sound.

As for the short red hair that is always parted casually, it is neatly brushed next to the ear.As if inadvertently, the pearl earrings on the earlobe were exposed.It is a delicate and simple style, exuding the self-confidence and charm of urban women.

Everything, dressed up for tonight's Christmas party.

This is not a small change, and the town residents who can't see up and down can naturally see it in their eyes.Especially Ms. Wrath.She is a lover of all kinds of gossip, and she is used to hanging around any occasion where information can be exchanged. Naturally, she will not miss the grand Christmas party.

At the moment at the entrance of the meeting place, as soon as he smelled the scent of eau de toilette with Nicole, he took the lead in raising his voice and asked loudly: "Hey, Nicole, you have to take a look for me—is this spring here? "

Holding the mink coat in her hands, she raised her chin and said, looking at each other and smiling with several sisters.The high-tipped brown hair made her always look like she was hanging her eyes.Complemented those two sharp blue-toned eyeshadows.

Hearing this familiar and disgusting voice, Nicole, who wanted to pretend to ignore it, had to slow down her pace. "Indeed, my dear lady!" She turned her head slowly, with a smile: "My spring has arrived. But unfortunately, some poor people will be imprisoned in the winter pavilion forever!"

She deliberately amplified her voice, intending to attract the attention of the other people around her, and then she was satisfied with the sudden change in the other person's face—it can't be helped, she has always hated Na Kefu and the shady eighth wife, and felt disgusted every time she saw it.Not to mention this banquet...Damn it, she doesn't want to participate from the bottom of her heart!

Especially before entering the arena, she saw Simon Pearson, a "former" alliance comrade at the door, dragging the tail of his tuxedo skillfully talking to the beauties present.Judging by the degree of pheromone, it would make her sicker than swallowing a hundred flies.

Luckily, her co-workers weren't quite as obnoxious.

Nicole quickly found Alan, her always understanding friend, at the venue.Especially against the traitor Simon, Allen exudes the light of a pure angel.It is undoubtedly a gratifying spiritual compensation to see him.

"Happy holidays, dear Ellen!" she said gracefully, wrapping her arms around Ellen.

"Merry Christmas, Nicole." Allen also smiled: "You are so beautiful today." He said sincerely, and put a polite kiss on Nicole's cheeks.

Today's Allen also dressed up—fortunately, he didn't lose his will to survive at the last moment. He put together the green sweater and green woolen pants he found out of the closet, and put on a peaked hat. Some have red hair and green eyes, and they dress up as pixies (#Note).Although this outfit is not as cool as Brandon, it is still passable.

Looking over Allen's shoulder, Ni may see a tall man with a slightly unfamiliar appearance behind Allen, who is staring in his direction.

Although the other person's appearance was completely hidden behind by the mask, those two reptile-like icy gazes were so sharp that Nicole couldn't easily ignore them.

Allen quickly noticed Nicole's strangeness. "Ah, this is Brandon, my—friend." He looked at Brandon and introduced with some hesitation.

It was only then that he realized that Nicole seemed to have an unusual desire to spy on the situation of her comrades.This made him not quite know how to introduce Brandon, so he had to vaguely mention it as a friend.

But this time, Brandon, who has always been lazy, took the initiative. "Brandon Kerclough." He nodded to Nicole, and seemed to want to emphasize something, and then added: "Alan's 'current bed partner'." Allen laughed a little stiffly.

Fortunately, Nicole still saved face and kept her reserved and elegant appearance.He just smiled and reached out, letting Brandon kiss the back of her hand.Afterwards, I exchanged a few words with the two of them, and went to do some chores elsewhere.This really made Allen breathe a sigh of relief—at least, the two of them met face to face. Although there were some episodes in the middle, it was a blessing in misfortune that there were no more in-depth conversations.

However, what Allen didn't know was that Nicole was far away at the other end of the venue at this time, and she also frowned and thought to herself: Brandon, such a strange name, but why is his appearance so familiar... ...

Comparing Simon to Nicole.For Allen, Miranda is definitely the one who attracts more attention.

Allen's admiration for Miranda did not happen in the first two days.But he originally thought that Miranda, who has a gentle temperament, should play a role like a goddess.Such as the moon god Artemis or Aphrodite, etc., all names that symbolize beauty.After all, in his heart, no one is more suitable for this kind of image than Miranda.

Unexpectedly, Miranda was born to be a clueless master. This time, for the event, she dyed her hair white, put on a tight black jersey, and played the sexiest Ursula of this century.At the same time, he was selling medicine jars all over the place.Looking at Allen from the side, it seemed that almost none of the people she had talked to were spared.

Looking at the "potion jar" filled with an unknown liquid in his hand, Allen thought seriously: So to be a brain powder, the pockets have to be deep enough!

"If you have so much money that you don't know how to spend it, maybe you can pay for my medical expenses first." Behind Allen, Brandon, who had witnessed everything, said in a resentful tone.

But this time he was careful to keep a distance of half a meter.After all, there were still some bruises on the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask—this was a sign that he had been physically attacked in the afternoon.

In fact, Brandon still can't believe it, it seems that Alan, who is white-faced and black-hearted, can really do it.Isn't that naked?At most, add a silly joke between men, why should someone make such a fuss as if a cat's tail has been stepped on, it is simply too much law enforcement!

"Thank you for your sarcastic remarks, remind me that I can deduct your food expenses first." Probably recalled some dirty scenes.Allen suddenly lowered his face and said darkly.

Brandon had no choice but to shut up obediently.

#Note 1: The British generally believe that mistletoe can bring good luck and use it as an important Christmas decoration.

#Note 2: Pixie, a mischievous elf in southwestern England, also known as Pixy.He has red hair and green eyes, an upturned nose, and a mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth. Both men and women are dressed in tight green clothes.There is a saying that mature men with red hair and green eyes are usually transformed by Pixie.