On Thursday afternoon, Alan had just finished a basic mathematics class, and his little head almost burst out with numbers. It was almost dusk, and a large area of ​​golden sunlight shone from the sky, bathing the entire academy in a divine brilliance. The towering spires, circular domes and buttress carvings were mysteriously combined into a beautiful scroll under the brilliance of the sunset, allowing Alan's nerves that were almost screaming by various formulas and numbers to relax and soothe.

He stretched his waist and held the stone railing and took a deep breath. The air was filled with the smell of early autumn, and the gradually yellow leaves of the sycamore trees reminded people that the golden autumn is coming slowly.

"Alan!"

Several voices shouted his name, and Allen had no choice but to pull his mind back to reality from the unparalleled beautiful world. The bright red eyes were reflected in several teenagers of the same age, all of whom were of the same level. Although they were not from a high-ranking sect like Bethcod, because Allen's external identity was only a side branch and was almost the same as the status of these teenagers, they dared to make friends.

If they were direct children like Adeer, even if Adeer was willing to accept them, they would not want to do so. Class is one reason, and another reason is that the sensitive self-esteem of the teenagers does not allow themselves to do so. The teenagers do not want to have a superior friend, and walk under his glory and shadow from then on.

By the time I was willing to curry favor with the powerful and climb up by any means, I had already lost my innocent heart.

Allen is not the kind of person who is good at dancing, and socializing is an obvious weakness. In the previous family management course, the tutor mentioned that every participant in family management must complete social activities as a job and do his best. Whether it is an individual or a family, his own strength will always be the first, and at the same time, he also needs some allies.

The instructor said, "No matter where you position these friends, it is better to have one more friend than to have one more enemy, right?"

This sentence touched Allen quite a bit, so he began to make some changes consciously, such as a kind smile or a simple greeting. All of this quickly won him a few so-called "friends". Of course, his identity is also an important factor in this.

Among a few friends, Josh's family, Wilms, has been actively performing in recent years and is expected to jump from an ordinary nobleman to a famous family. Therefore, among these teenagers, Josh with beautiful white teeth will always become the focus. Moreover, this teenager is ranked in the family heirs. Although he ranks low, his identity alone is much nobler than others.

Including Alan, who was just a side branch, so when Josh took the initiative to accept Allen, the boy could not think of any reason for the other party to refuse. As a result, Alan naturally joined their circle, which was only slightly different from what Josh expected. Alan was not willing to make friends because of his identity, but just to change himself and make himself work towards a qualified family manager.

If Josh knew Allen's real starting point, he would probably be very annoyed.

"Alan, how about going to the bar with us tonight?" a teenager invited.

A boy with dark green hair next to him also said, "Yes, Josh treats you, and I heard that the chance of having sex with the bar is relatively high."

Josh laughed and scolded: "It turns out that our little Ogre is still a boy."

Several teenagers burst into laughter, and Allen did not refuse the invitation. He had not been to the bar, but just regarded it as a social event, and he said this to himself.

As night fell, when Allen got off the taxi, he saw the bar sign. The shop sign was made of colorful light tubes to piece together the pattern of a big tree, and the words "Old Oak Bar" were below.

"Why are you here? I thought you were going to Twilight." Behind Alan, the boy named Oger began to complain.

The other teenagers also had a slight disappointment in their eyes, and Josh was quite embarrassed. He naturally knew that Twilight was a good place, but because he received funding from his family, he could not spend money in a bar of the size of Twilight. Moreover, there was another special reason to choose the Old Oak bar tonight.

"Listen to me." Josh coughed, "What's the best place in the soft dusk? Although the specifications of the old oak tree are not as good as it, you don't know that the women here are very enthusiastic!"

After hearing what he said, the other teenagers gave up and then rushed into the bar like a swarm.

When I opened the oak door of the bar, a smell of smoke mixed with alcohol came to my face, and it was a little damp and gloomy, which made Allen frown slightly. The grade of the old oak tree looked better than the surface bars Allen had been to, but it was far from the bars like "saber" and "twilight". Old oak was mostly civilians, and two or three drunk men could be seen shouting loudly and making wine everywhere. There were also members of some hunting groups who occupied some corners of the bar, either drinking silently or talking in a low voice, and occasionally chuckled.

On the bar stage, three sexy girls were dancing pole dance, which caused the drinkers to frequently throw the tips on the stage just to make the girls' performance more enthusiastic.

This is a complex place, with all kinds of people from all walks of life. Obviously, it is not a place where Josh and other noble children visit, so when these beautifully dressed teenagers squeezed into the bar, they attracted frequent attention. However, Josh and others didn't care, especially Og, who squeezed to the stage to watch pole dancing.

"Give us a beer each!" Josh led everyone to the bar and knocked on the bar in a pretentious manner.

A bartender behind the bartender said happily: "Please wait, a few young masters."

Soon, several large glasses of ale were delivered to Alan and the others. Alan tasted it, it was bitter and astringent, far from the beer in the fire bar in Sanger Town. However, Josh and others were very excited. Everyone drank half a glass. After drinking the wine, they naturally talked more. The topics discussed by the teenagers were inseparable from their family or a woman they had been to. As for whether they were Chu Ge or had become men, only they knew.

Soon, their topics began to shift from a beautiful girl or a sexy female tutor in school to a woman in the bar. To be honest, there were indeed many women in the bar, and in addition to the drinkers, there were more women. Their uniforms were all low-cut skirts. When they were lying down or bent down, they could always see something under the neckline or skirt.

Men always tip their collars, then reach out and touch them hard on their thighs or butts. Some even tips are given enough, so the waitress will smile and pull the guests to some dark corners of the bar.

While the teenagers were drinking, a female waiter walked by. Josh pretended to be generous and stuffed a few small bills into the woman's neckline as if they were like, and then reached into the lower legs of the skirt and touched it. The woman was both funny and angry, and spat, "The little devil who has not grown enough hair is also like others to come here to make trouble."

After saying that, he went there with a laugh. A few boys looked at me, I looked at you, and then they burst into laughter.

"Og, look there." Another glass of inferior ale, Josh hit his companion next to him with his elbow: "There's a top-notch."

Josh pointed to a table not far away. At that table, there were four or five young men. One of them was a young woman with short hair in millet and distinct facial features. She was wearing short leather, with an open coat, and only a black strapless inside, revealing a large snow-white fleshy light. Her slender waist without excess fat was beautifully curved, and her perky buttocks were wrapped in a pair of denim shorts. The legs extending from the trousers were long and white, and a dagger tied to the outside of her thighs added a bit of wildness to the woman.

Seeing her, Ouge couldn't help licking his lips. At this time, the girl also noticed them. Seeing Ouge looking at her, the girl raised her middle finger and said, "What are you looking at? Little Devil, get home and drink milk."

The companions next to her burst into laughter.

This made Ogge's face hot, and Josh even groaned: "A untouchable dares to be so presumptuous! Ogge, if you can't take her tonight, don't say that you are the young master of the Lawrence family."

Og jumped up and poured a glass of wine into his stomach. Then he slapped the wine glass at the bar and said, "Look at me."

Alan frowned, and in his eyes, the young people, including the short-haired girl, all had the fluorescent light of power. The fluorescent flowing darkly brought some pattern, which was a sign that the circuit had been constructed. Obviously, they were all seal masters, even if they were just low-level seal masters. But once there was a conflict, it was not something that Josh and others could handle.

After all, even if Alan is added, there are only two seal engravers among them. The other is Josh. As for the teenagers of Og, they are only source power players ranging from level 5 to level 6, and they are not enough for any other person's opponents.

"Og, don't cause trouble."

As the boy walked by him, Allen reached out and pulled him. Ogre didn't appreciate it at all. He shook Alan's hand and said, "You know, that bitch is provoking our dignity. If there is no reply, we are still nobles!"

Alan's face turned cold and his eyes were unhappy. After all, he had no close relationship with these teenagers, and his friend status was not as good as that of a way that he could advance and retreat together, live and die together. If it were Lucy or Rejace and others, Alan would have no hesitation. As for Josh or Og, to say something unpleasant, the life and death of these teenagers was not his business at all.

Og had already walked forward and put his hand on the shoulder of the millet-haired girl and said, "Do you know who I am? I am Og, Og Lawrence! Woman, I like you, you should be happy. As long as you make me happy, I will give you whatever you want."

Josh and others smiled and said nothing, Ogre turned back and blinked at them proudly. Alan shook his head and turned around to drink. He was almost certain that Ogre's few words of foothold would not have any effect at all.i1387
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