Chapter018
Song Yan's eyes were devoid of any emotion as he said, "That would be best."
Get up and leave.
When the office quieted down, the old man heard Song Yan's last words before he left, "If Xiaoba is unhappy, I don't mind intervening and letting him continue to be an alpha, as long as he is happy."
The old man was so angry that he wanted to slap the man to death. His heart was pounding. You asked Lu Xingyan not to be an omega, then I ask you, who do you want to be one, or do you not even care whether you have one or not?
Song Yan didn't think much about it. He walked out of the office, washed his face with cold water, and said with a smile that he now understood.
This old man is the author. Due to pressure or some other reasons, he came to the book not only unexpectedly, but also to modify the chapters to make the character Lu Xingyan liked by more people. But who knew that Lu Xingyan's protagonist halo was too strong, and the public opinion was overwhelmingly scolding the author, Song Linye, and him.
The author came to the world of the book by chance again, and he, Song Yan, was also one of the variables.
After washing his face, his groggy mind gradually cleared up. Without telling anyone, he skillfully walked to the corner of the playground. Then, holding the crooked tree with one hand, he climbed up the high wall with the other hand, and with a stride, he stood outside the wall.
Walk to the small shabby house, no, the small tree house.
When he pushed the door open, he saw Tang Feng clearing the wine glasses. He cursed as he cleared them, "What kind of person is this? Are you still in high school? You've lost your mind after drinking some horse piss. You've almost turned the whole place into a doghouse."
At the door, Song Yan was like he was back home, he swaggered and sat in the innermost booth, looking at Tang Feng who was cursing,
"Brother Tang, do you have anything fun here?"
Tang Feng stared at Song Yan and threw the broom in his hand to the ground, "Look, I look like I'm just playing around, aren't you in class? Why are you running out again?"
Song Yan thought that it was true that a dog could not spit out ivory, so he ignored him, stood up skillfully and walked to the innermost private room, pushed open the door and turned on the power.
Tang Feng followed behind with a dazed look in his eyes, his eyes wide open. No, this is the boss's favorite place, how could an omega know so much details.
My mind was full of loneliness and being alone in a room, it was easy to have an accident, so I quickly shook my head and said, no, this won't do. If the boss goes to jail, who will pay his salary? He only earns seven q a month, and there are not many places that can pay such a high salary.
Song Yan turned on the computer and watched the live broadcast of Lu Xingyan's debate competition.
"Alphas, omegas, betas, male and female, they just look different, but in essence, everyone is equal. In this seemingly fair world, is it really that fair? If I had to ask you, why are there only alphas in the Zhengdu Agency, and no betas or omegas, and only omegas and betas in the artists? You say these things are a waste of time, and that God gave alphas their due leadership abilities? On this point, I have to say you are wrong."
"Alphas are born to protect those weaker than themselves. It's not about being a saint, but the most basic thing is not to bully the weak just because you have some strength."
"This is why housewives are always betas and omegas. You rely on your own abilities to unscrupulously exploit other people's time and space, making them dependent on you. But have you also forgotten that before they got married, they were all blessed children. Who said that omegas can only be housewives? If we just talk about how much you fight for, I can tell you responsibly that you may not earn as much as your wife does in the future. In the end, will you let your beloved wife stay at home and revolve around you, the children, and the pots and pans for the sake of your self-esteem?"
After just three minutes of our argument, Song Yan stared blankly at Lu Xingyan, seeing the unwillingness in his eyes, and the intense anger reflected in those calm eyes.
The argument is that all three parties are equal.
His heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, he secretly made up his mind that from now on, he would always keep a close eye on Lu Xingyan and not let him get hurt in the slightest.
In the evening, Song Yan used his cell phone to send a message to Song Lan.
[Lanlan, I'm staying at a friend's place. Don't worry if I don't come back at night.]
[Okay, take care of yourself.]
I stared blankly at the light in my hand, which was the only light in the whole house except the moonlight outside the window.
He didn't want to reply to any of the 99+ messages that Song Linye sent him. About ten minutes later, Song Linye stopped sending messages. He probably knew from Lanlan that he was fine.
I stood up, picked up the coat on the sofa, pushed open the door, and the bright white light shone into my eyes, dazzling and uncomfortable.
He closed his eyes for a while, and left only after his eyes felt better. Tang Feng suddenly said, "Song Yan, come here and eat something."
Tang Feng found the meal tasted like chewing wax, and he kept cursing himself in his heart, thinking, "Are you mentally ill or have you lost your mind to make yourself unhappy? It's better not to eat this meal."
After finishing his meal, Song Yan scanned the QR code on the left and said, "The meal is delicious."
“Ding, 20 yuan has been credited to my Alipay account.”
Tang Feng almost laughed out of anger when he heard the voice. What's more, the money was transferred to Alipay. This is a bar, not a restaurant. If he wasn't afraid that the boss would be unhappy, who do you think you are to deserve to eat the food cooked by me, Tang Feng?
He turned around and threw the dishes into the sink. The sound was so loud that you could tell how angry he was.
He had been playing outside for several days. If Song Linye hadn't cared about Song Yan's face, he would have told Song Lan about this disobedient boy and let him see what his precious grandson was like day by day. At least he didn't dare not go back to school for five or six days in a row.
On Thursday night, in the office, Wang Sen looked at the top student in the grade with a dark face and spoke earnestly.
"Song Yan, has anything happened to you recently?"
Song Yan nodded, "Auntie Wang, I want to participate in this year's junior class selection competition."
Junior Class Selection Competition
Listening to Song Yan's words, Wang Sen frowned in disbelief and advised.
"Song Yan, I know you're amazing. You scored 747 out of a possible 750, but you can't just get into the junior class. They look at your actual performance, like the performance competitions you've won since kindergarten, the awards you've received, and the numerous medals you've won. No matter how niche the competition is, even if you'll never be able to use it in your lifetime, you have to participate. And the minimum you have to win is second prize."
Song Yan nodded. He knew this because the junior class had sent him an invitation letter when he was in the third year of junior high school.
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