On Thursday afternoon, Allen had just finished a basic math class, and almost all of his small head had exploded in numbers.Near dusk, a large amount of golden sunlight sprinkled from the sky, so that the whole college was bathed in the radiance of full of divinity.The towering minarets, the round dome, and the engravings of the walls, marvelously combined into a beautiful picture under the brilliance of the sunset, soothing the almost screaming nerves of Allen, oppressed by various formulas and numbers.

He stretched out a lazy waist and held the stone bar to take a deep breath.The air has the smell of early autumn, and the yellow leaves of the sycamore trees are reminding people that the golden autumn is coming.

“Alan!”

Several voices shouted his name, and Alan had to helplessly pull his mind back to reality from the incomparable beauty of the world.The bright red double pupil is a few young people of the same age, they are all students of the same class.Although the origin is not the kind of high-gate valve of Bethkod, because Alan's external identity is only sideline, and the status of these teenagers is almost the same, they dare to make friends.

If you’re a straight-line kid like Adele, even if Adele would accept them, they wouldn’t want to do it.Class is one reason, and another is that the sensitive self-esteem of the young people does not allow themselves to do so.The young men did not want to have a superior friend, and from then on they walked under his brilliance and shadow.

When he was willing to stammer the powerful and did not choose to climb up, he had lost a bare child's heart.

Alan wasn’t the kind of guy who danced long sleeves, and the social aspect was an obvious shortcoming for him.In previous family management courses, instructors have mentioned that every family-managed participant must treat social activities as a task and do their best.Whether it’s personal or family.Its own strength will always come first, and at the same time, some allies will be needed.

The teacher said, “No matter which height you position these friends, it’s better to have one friend than one more enemy, isn’t it?”

This sentence was very touching to Alan, so he began to make some changes consciously.For example, a good smile, or a simple chill.And all this soon won him a few so-called "friends".Of course, his identity is also an important factor here.

Among several friends, Josh's family Weems has been active in recent years, walking around many times, and is expected to become a famous valve from ordinary nobles.Therefore, in these teenagers, Josh, who has a beautiful white tooth, will always be the focus.Moreover, this young man is ranked in the family heir series, although the ranking is lower, but this identity alone is much nobler than others.

Including Allen, who was just on the side, so when Josh took the initiative to settle with Allen, the teenager couldn't think of any reason to refuse.As a result, Alan naturally joined them in this circle, only slightly different from what Josh had expected.Allen wasn’t willing to make friends because of his identity, but just to change himself and work toward a qualified family manager.

If Josh knew Alan’s real starting point, he would be very annoyed.

“Alan, how about going to the bar with us in the evening?”A young man invited.

A boy with dark green hair next to him also said, "Yes, Josh, and I heard that the chance of a bar encounter is higher."

Josh laughed and said, "It turns out that our little Og is still a boy."

Several teenagers laughed for a while, and Alan did not refuse the invitation.He didn’t go to the bar, it was a social event, he said to himself.

Night fell, and when Alan got out of the taxi, he saw the bar sign.The shop recruits the pattern of a large tree with colored lamps, and below it is the words "old oak bar".

"How come you?"I thought it was twilight.”After Allen, the boy named Oger complained.

There was also a slight disappointment in the eyes of the other teenagers, and Josh was embarrassed.He naturally knew that twilight was a good place, but with his family’s support, he could not squander it in a bar the size of twilight.Besides, there is a special reason to choose the bar of the Old Oaks tonight.

“Listen to me.”Josh coughed, "What's good in that soft place in the twilight, although the specifications of the old oak are not as good as it, but you don't know, the women here are very enthusiastic!"

Listening to him, the other teenagers stopped, and then swarmed into the bar.

Pushing open the bar's oak door, a smell of smoke mixed with the smell of alcohol rushed to the surface, and with a little damp gloom, Alan frowned slightly.The old oak tree also looks better than the surface bars that Alan has been to, but far from the "*" and "twilight" bars.The old oak reception is also mostly civilian, and you can see two or three drunks shouting loudly and pouring wine.There were also members of certain hunting groups, who occupied some corner of the bar, or drank in silence, or conversed in a low voice, and occasionally rang out with a chrysanthemum.

On the stage of the bar, three sexy demon-ruled girls are dancing on the pole, causing drunks to frequently throw tips on the stage, only to make the girl's performance more enthusiastic.

This is a complex place, three teaching nine flow of what kind of people have.Obviously it was not a place for the sons of Josh, the nobles, so when this well-dressed teenager crowded into the bar, it attracted frequent attention.However, Josh and others did not like it, especially Og, who squeezed to the stage to watch the pole dance.

“Give each of us a beer!”Josh led the people to the bar, so he knocked on the bar so skillfully.

A bartender at the back of the bar said, "Please wait a minute, a few young masters."

Not long after, a few large glasses of wheat served to Alan in front of them.Alan tasted his mouth, bitter and astringent, a far cry from the beer at the fire bar in the town of Sang.But Josh was so excited that everyone drank most of them.As soon as the wine is drunk, the words are naturally more, and the topics discussed by the teenagers cannot be separated from their own family or some woman they have been, and as for whether they are still first brothers or have become men, only they know.

Soon, their topic began to move from which beautiful girl or sexy female mentor in the school was transferred to the woman in the bar.To be honest, there are many women in the bar, in addition to the bartenders, more are the waitremaids.Their uniforms are all low-chested skirts, and when they lie low or stoop, they can always see something under the neckline or skirt.

Men always tip their neckline and then reach out on that thigh or ass.There were even enough tips, so the maids would smile and pull the guests to some dark corners of the bar.

When the boys were drinking, a waitress should walk by, and Josh pretended to tuck a few small pieces into the woman's neckline, and then reached out to touch between the legs of the skirt.The woman was funny and angry, and choked: "The little ghost who is not yet long, also learns to come here to make a fuss."

Say, laugh, a few boys look at me, I look at you, and then laugh.

"Og, look there."After another drink of poor-quality wheat, Josh hit his elbow next to his companion: "That's a great one."

Josh pointed to a table they were not far away.At that table sat four or five young people, one of the young women had short hairs and five straight lines.Wearing a short leather, the outer coat was open, and only a black chest was wrapped in it, revealing a large white meat light.The fine waist curve without excess fat is beautiful, and the straight hips are wrapped in a pair of denim shorts.The legs extended from the trouser tube were long snow white, and a dagger tied to the outside of the thighs added a little wildness to the woman.

Seeing her, Og couldn’t help licking his lips.At this time, the girls also noticed this side of them.Seeing Ogg looking at herself, the woman raised her finger, “Look what, boy, roll home and drink milk.”

The people next to her laughed.

This made Ogg's face a hot, Josh was even more sultry and snorted: "A parlor, but also dare to be so arrogant!"Og, you can't take her tonight, don't say you're the young master of Lawrence's."

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

Alan frowned, in his eyes.The young people, including the short-haired girl, had a fluorescent force on their bodies.The fluorescence flowing dark band has a certain law, which is a sign that the circuit has been constructed.Obviously, they are all engravers, even if they are just low-level engravers.But once there is a conflict, it is not what Josh can cope with.

After all, even if Alan is added, there are only two engravers among them.The other is Josh, and as for the young people of Og, they are only five or six grades of source, and together they are not enough opponents of anyone.

“Og, don’t get in trouble.”

As the boy walked past himself, Alan reached out and pulled him.Og, who was not at all affectionate, threw away Allen’s hand and said, “You know shit, that bitch is provoking our dignity.”If there is no return, what kind of noble is we!”

Alan's face was cold, and his eyes were not happy.At the end of the day, he and these teenagers have no deep relationship, and the name of friends between them has not yet been heavy enough to make him go together and retire, with life and death.If it was Lucy or Reggies, Alan would have done nothing.As for Josh or Og, the young man’s life was nothing to say, and the young man’s life was none of his business.

Og had stepped forward and put his hand on the shoulder of the soplow girl: "You know who I am?"This is Oger Lawrence, Og Lawrence!Woman, I look at you, you should be happy.As long as you make me happy, I will give you whatever you want."

Josh smiled, and Og turned to them and blinked.Alan shook his head and turned to drink.He was sure that Og’s words of holding his feet would not have any effect at all.