Only Wing

Jun Ran's words meant something, Chu Jia was not confused.In the past, the innocent and naive self might not take all of this seriously, but now, he can understand some of the different feelings.

"Thank you for treating me as a friend." He thanked Junran: "You saved me once."

"Please, is it rare to have the son of the headmaster of a prestigious school as a friend?"

Jun Ran half-jokingly blinked at him: "Do you really think that all the second-generation ancestors on the list can become famous? The most effective talents have to be found from the school by yourself, preferably a prestigious school with a high degree... ..."

"Are you planning on my father's school?" Chu Jia was stunned: "Let those college students engage in illegal work?"

"Don't be nervous, your imagination is too rich, right?" Jun Ran smiled and shook his head: "Of course the Lin family also has a legitimate business, so legitimate that you don't even know that it has something to do with us. For those students, instead of being ignorant Instead of submitting resumes and waiting for news, it is better to be accepted by me directly, and it will save several years of hard work."

Graduating from university, entering the society... These things are still a little far away for Chu Jia; but in Junran's mouth, all these seem to be close at hand.After comparing the two, Chu Jia suddenly realized that he was so naive, so naive that he could be so distressed that he couldn't extricate himself just because of the little things at home and school.

"I want it too." He said, his voice was soft but clear: "My own wings."

"I believe you will find it." Jun Ran smiled: "Maybe, at the party tonight."

The city center was very congested at Christmas, but fortunately, after leaving the siege, it became unimpeded.About 45 minutes later, the vehicle left the road and drove into a black iron gate. Chu Jia was not new to the world, but he was still fascinated by the scenery outside the window.

This is a garden imitating the traditional Chinese style. The narrow lanes are inlaid with black and yellow pebbles, mosaiced into continuous auspicious patterns.Looking around, the high and low scattered trees cover the distant scenery, and occasionally you can see a corner of a pond or a pavilion, which makes people feel anticipation.

It turns out that the villas of the so-called underworld are not all western-style buildings or buildings with vulgar taste.

After a few minutes of driving at low speed, the vehicle stopped in a small parking lot.It wasn't until a man in a suit and leather shoes outside opened the car door with an umbrella that Chu Jia realized that the snowflakes began to fall silently again.

The venue of the party is the two-story Chinese-style building next to the parking lot.At first glance, it looks like a mortise and tenon structure building that is ventilated on all sides. When you get closer, you find that the double-glazed partition doors that are towering above the sky are installed with heat-preserving and sound-proof double-glazed glass, so even the waitress standing at the door welcomes guests. You can wear a cheongsam without changing your face.

Chu Jia followed Lin Junshi and the Junran brothers into the small building, took off his coat and left his schoolbag in the front hall with a huge floor-to-ceiling screen, and then a maid opened it for them on the right side and dropped it onto the thick velvet carpet beaded curtains.In the next second, melodious Christmas songs can't wait to play.

"This is really... a combination of things."

After all, it is Christmas, and no matter how localized it is, it cannot wash away the Western genes in its bones.At this moment, in the middle of Chinese porcelain vases, calligraphy and paintings, and antiques, stands a towering Christmas tree, with finger-thick small candles and crystal Siberian stars on the top of the tree shining brightly.Also seeming to be able to shine, there are those young faces around the Christmas tree.

Chuga thought that those girls who crowded into the locker room of their school and changed into fancy clothes for a date were already exaggerating, and these men and women in front of them obviously gave "exaggeration" a new meaning.Many unfamiliar faces were obviously still childish, but they were wrapped in overly formal and mature Chinese clothes early on.High school bar mitzvahs look more like carnival floats than they do formals.

Chuga began to regret from another angle that he agreed to come to this "party".After all, my family is just a "scholarly family" that has taught and educated people for generations, not to mention him, I am afraid that even my father would not like this kind of social occasion.

However, if you don't like it, you have to get used to it, because this will be his first step towards maturity.

In addition to the Christmas tree, another eye-catching place in the venue was the stage temporarily arranged by the north side. A white female singer was singing jazz-style Christmas songs on the stage, accompanied by a small band in the audience.

There is a hint of laziness in the melodious singing, like a melting chocolate toffee.Chuga had nothing to do for a while, so he simply stopped to listen.A few minutes later, after the two friendly greetings ended, Jun Ran resolutely left Lin Jun, who was surrounded, and walked over with two glasses of champagne, saying that he wanted to take him to meet someone.

The two of them crossed the river of fragrant clothes and shadows, and worked hard to reach the other end of the venue.Beside a window decorated with evergreen wreaths, three or four brightly dressed men and women who smelled like omega surrounded a young man in a white suit in the center.

"That's Qin Chuan, the only son of the chairman of the ABO Human Rights Committee." Jun Ran used the wine glass as a cover to introduce in a low voice: "We are the only three betas in this venue."

A beta only child?Chu Jia was slightly stunned, and added three more words: a true beta only son.

Yes, how can the chairman of the ABO Human Rights Committee, which is a model of social ethics, do such a thing as racial discrimination.Betas living in that kind of family must be truly happy and satisfied.

Just as Chu Jia was thinking of this, the man named Qin Chuan looked up and saw Jun Ran, smiled and said something to the omega beside him, and then walked over with a red wine glass.

"Champagne? When did Jun Ran cultivate his body?"

"Take it easy, Christmas Eve is still very long anyway." Jun Ran smiled, and turned to reveal the people around him: "Chu Jia, the classmate I mentioned to you last time."

"A beta with a great mind is better than alpha." Qin Chuan's eyes sparkled: "Our population needs such talents, let them know that beta is not a second-class citizen."

Whether it's a compliment or not, Chuga doesn't feel comfortable talking like that.God knows that just a few days ago, he was humiliated by three alphas, if Jun Ran hadn't appeared, the consequences would have been disastrous.This kind of beta is not "excellent" at all.

However, Qin Chuan didn't notice the little discomfort in his eyes, but quickly changed the topic to the direction he was passionate about.

"I heard that someone in your school was drugged before, an omega. It was forced into heat, but it failed."

"Yeah, there's really nothing you can hide from you about the population." Jun Ran's compliment was so cunning: "What a coincidence, the person who saved that omega is the one in front of you." As he said, He patted Chuga on the shoulder.

"Wow?!" Qin Chuan's way of expressing his exclamation was still a little youthful: "beta bravely rescued the drugged omega, isn't this just a good way to stop those black beta people? No report?"

"The omega who was victimized said that he didn't want others to know about it." Chu Jia told the truth: "I think the victim's rights are the most important thing about this kind of thing."

Qin Chuan didn't refute Chu Jia's words, but frowned visibly: "Omega is always protected, it doesn't matter what beta is. To be honest, I always thought that the so-called drug addiction incident was an attack on our species. You can smell the smell of traps!"

Chu Jia didn't smell the smell of the trap, but the bata named Qin Chuan in front of him exuded an aura of fanaticism.

Not knowing how to respond, he turned his gaze to Jun Ran, who had already laughed: "I also think there is something wrong, so I'm still waiting for the most official and authoritative news from your side."

However, Qin Chuan sighed: "My father said that I was too extreme in this matter, and no one in the committee was allowed to disclose any information to me. You know, those old stubborn are alpha or omega, if you want to Let them speak for us? Ten years too early!"

"There will be such a day." Chu Jia suddenly replied softly: "Ten years is not a long time, we can all see it. Moreover, it will be our best era."

"Hmm! The best time." The red wine in Qin Chuan's hand shook as he nodded vigorously: "For the future of our species——"

"For the future." The other two betas also raised their glasses.