Tokyo: The simulation begins with the big sister next door

Chapter 228 Chapter 225: Safety Education Film
An Zeliang had just finished replying to the message and was about to proceed to the next step, when Yoko Yamashita from behind spoke again.

"Hey, Anze, what are you doing?"

An Zeliang didn't bother to answer this question. Seeing that class was about to start after the morning reading, he casually opened a textbook and put it on the table, lowering his head and continuing to edit text messages.

Seeing this scene, Yamashita Yoko was stunned and looked a little annoyed.

Although An Zeliang has many titles, such as the Dark Horse Gold Medal in the Number Competition, and the top honors student at the end of the semester...Yoko Yamashita is not someone who cares about these things, and has never paid much attention to An Zeliang.

But today, Aoi Nakano suddenly defended Azalea and said not to disturb Azalea. Yoko Yamashita couldn't help but want to talk to Azalea.

Very rebellious.

At this time, seeing that An Zeliang really ignored her and just kept his head down playing with his mobile phone, Yamashita Yoko snorted coldly. She was sitting at the back table, and when she raised her body slightly, she could vaguely see An Zeliang's face. A corner of a mobile phone screen.

"So what if you don't tell me, it's not like I can't see you chatting and sending messages!"

"What are you talking about as a top student? In class, you don't just chat and play games like me, but don't do anything serious..."

Yamashita Yoko muttered a few words, and became even more annoyed when An Zeliang still ignored her.

She thought to herself that her appearance was on par with Nakano Aoi. Why should this top student ignore Nakano Aoi even if he ignored her?
But she didn't say this out loud, she just cursed in her heart.

A few seconds later, Yamashita Yoko listened to a few residual discussions about Ibukiyuki in her ears, and suddenly thought of something, poked Azalea's back, and spoke in a slightly mocking tone.

"Hey, top student, you are chatting so enthusiastically, are you talking to Ibuki Yuki?"

"Hahaha, is it possible that the author Ibuki supported a few days ago is you?"

Before Yamashita Yoko finished laughing, An Zeliang looked back at her strangely: "How do you know?"

"...?"

Yamashita Yoko was stunned for a moment, then laughed even harder: "Damn it, you said you couldn't do it and you actually got out of breath!"

"Top student, if you want to brag, can you find a suitable candidate?"

"Ah? You usually only focus on studying and don't watch TV or surf the Internet, so I wonder how popular Ibuki is among the people and how popular she is?"

With that said, Yamashita Yoko took out a lipstick from her bag and showed it to An Zeliang.

"See, this is just a lipstick that Ibuki has endorsed before. I stayed up until two in the morning to grab one. Now you know how popular she is, right?"

An Zeliang glanced at it and turned his head back calmly.

"She doesn't usually use this lipstick. It's too oily and has a strange smell."

This information was told to him personally by Ibuki Yuki during Gao Zhanyuan's simulation.

At that time, Ibuki also complained that the lipstick had a very strange taste when swallowed after applying it, so the battle between the two changed from a verbal confrontation to a physical fight.

But how could Yamashita Yoko know this? She looked at An Zeliang's back and felt very strange.

Why does this top student speak with a determined tone, as if he really knows Ibuki Yuki?

Could it be that because of too many dreams, one is suffering from paranoia?

Yamashita Yoko thought about it and planned to continue harassing An Zeliang, but at this time, Nakano Aoi suddenly moved the desk and moved it to An Zeliang's side, two desks together.

"Anze-kun...I suddenly realized that I forgot to bring my textbook for this class. Can I read the same one as you?" Nakano Aoi asked softly, with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"It's not impossible, it's just..." An Zeliang looked at the Chinese teacher on the stand, then looked down at the English textbook on his desk, and reached out to search in his desk pocket.

"It seems I didn't bring the textbook for this lesson."

Hearing this, Yoko Yamashita at the back table was stunned.

"Hey, aren't you the top honors student in the school? Why don't you even bring your textbooks?"

"Did you bring it?" An Zeliang asked.

"Of course I brought it." Yamashita Yoko pointed to the smooth and new Chinese textbook on the table.

"Oh, you must have done well in the last exam if you studied so hard." An Zeliang nodded.

"I..." Yamashita Yoko was a little speechless. She remembered that she seemed to be last in the class in the last exam, but she forgot whether she was first or second last.

"Yasawa-kun, Yamashita-san has worked very hard. Although she did not do well in the exam, she will take out the textbooks for each class." Nakano Aoi gentlely made up for Yamashita Yoko.

Yamashita Yoko's face suddenly became a little confused. She is a bad hot girl. You can say she is a fool, but you can't say she works hard!

After all her hard work, she is still in last place. Doesn’t it look like she is mentally retarded?

"Who's working so hard? I just want to get a high school diploma. It doesn't matter if I have books or not."

Yamashita Yoko closed the textbook aggressively, took out her mobile phone and started playing.

"Oh, then let me throw the book for you." An Zeliang stretched out his hand, and the rebellious Yoko Yamashita was not to be outdone, and directly pushed the book to him, looking nonchalant.

Afterwards, Anze Liang opened the brand new textbook and placed it in front of himself and Nakano Aoi: "Nakano-chan, the textbook is here, let's go to class."

"Okay, Anze-kun." Nakano Aoi nodded obediently, took out his notebook and began to listen to the class and take notes. Anze Liang was playing with his mobile phone on the side, occasionally looking at the textbook, and chatting with Nakano Aoi.

"..."

Yamashita Yoko held her mobile phone and stared at this scene blankly. She suddenly felt that there seemed to be some reason why she was in last place.

However, she only thought about it for a few seconds and then gave up the idea. She only thought that An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi were making a fool of herself.

"Hey--!"

Just as she yelled, Yamashita Yoko was about to have a seizure. The teacher on the stage shook her hand suddenly, and a piece of chalk hit her forehead accurately.

"Yamashita, don't harass other students if they don't listen in class!" The rich voice of the Chinese teacher echoed in the classroom, very angry.

"Look at how well Mr. Anze's textbooks are protected. Look at you again. The desk is empty, not even a book!"

"Damn it...that's my book!" Yamashita Yoko covered her head, almost furious.

"Don't quibble!" The Chinese teacher defended An Zeliang very much, "If you let me see you messing around in class again, I will ask your parents to come over!"

Baga road!
Yamashita Yoko didn't want her mother to be embarrassed by begging and apologizing to the teacher at school, so she could only curse in her heart, shut her mouth and remained silent, and just glared at An Zeliang angrily.

The relationship between the two people has finally come to an end.

However, Yamashita Yoko didn't notice that Inoue Kazumasa, who was sitting aside, looked at her with a very pitiful look.

Still too young and too stupid!

He was like that before. He didn't understand why An Zeliang received so much preferential treatment, was surrounded by beautiful girls, and was valued by teachers and principals...

Later, he understood.

All this is because An Zeliang's academic performance is good enough!

As long as he becomes number one in the school and helps the school win the gold medal in the math competition, then the respect of the teacher and the principal, and the favor of the beautiful classmates... aren't they within easy reach?

Inoue Kazu withdrew his gaze and continued writing in the dense notebook.

He wants to work hard quietly, and then amaze everyone!

The class passed without incident. Aoi Nakano returned the textbook to Yoko Yamashita and thanked her with a smile.

Yamashita Yoko didn't know why. The girl in front of her was obviously gentle and cute, as innocent as a small animal, but she was inexplicably afraid of Nakano Aoi.

After honestly saying "you're welcome", Yamashita Yoko still placed most of his hatred on An Zeliang, waiting for some time to take revenge.School time always flies by in a hurry.

During this period, An Zeliang played with his mobile phone, listened to lectures, and sent text messages to direct the company's development... The short video of dressing up and edging shot by Saya Mina has been online, and it has become a bit popular, but it has not yet left the circle.

The dressing-up videos shot by Saki Takada have also been edited, and they were released one by one while taking advantage of the popularity. Because the expressions were well controlled during the shooting and the camera was full of sense, Saki Takada’s video became a hit and was even posted on Twitter. A hot search ranking in the 40s.

"Publish the video as soon as possible, buy her streams, and use it to gain popularity... well-known animations, TV series, Japanese safety education films... you can use it," Azawa Ryo sent a message to Hasegawa Reiko.

Japan's copyright management is still relatively strict, but as long as it doesn't really contain a lot of similar content and is just a bit of a slap in the face, the major hits will find you annoying at most and won't care about anything with you.

Otherwise, many book authors and educational film directors in Japan would have gone bankrupt in lawsuits with the authorities.

"Boss, what kind of safety education film is this?" Hasegawa Reiko asked in confusion.

"Oh, there are firefighters, the Metropolitan Police Department, plumbers, married women..." An Zeliang listed them one by one, "There is also a space suitable for getting stuck."

"?" Hasegawa Reiko typed a question mark. She didn't think there was something wrong with her boss, but she felt there was something wrong with herself. Otherwise, why couldn't she understand it better?
"Ask Nishikawa, she will definitely know." An Zeliang replied.

"Okay boss." Hasegawa Reiko logged off.

A few minutes later, An Zeliang's cell phone dinged and received a message from Saikawa Sae.

"Boss, I don't know what a safety education film is, so don't talk nonsense."

"Nishikawa, you know, I bought the company's server and built it myself. As long as you connect to the company's network, I can see many things."

"Boss, what kind of safety education film do you want? I'll arrange it for you." Nishikawa Zuo Hui slid to his knees very quickly, showing the ability of a worker to bend and stretch.

"Just make your arrangements. I believe in your strength." Anze Liang typed leisurely, "Also, look for something good next time you go fishing."

Nishikawa Zuoe silently logged off, pretending not to see the last sentence.

Seeing that nothing happened, An Zeliang opened the daily settlement and took a look.

[Summary of quality of life yesterday]

[You had a good breakfast, points +1]

[You talk and interact with Xinggong Rin, points +5]

[Your company’s reputation has reversed, it is prospering, and your points are +3]

[You talk and interact with Mr. Hayano, points +5]

[You have properly consumed your energy and fallen asleep with satisfaction, points +1]

【you……】

【Total points you earned yesterday: 43】

[40 free points per day have been issued]

[Current simulation level: 3]

[Simulated Time Corridor: Five Years]

[Experience value: 7/30]

【Career Points: 475】

It was almost [-] points. At [-] points, an intermediate skill could be upgraded to an advanced level. An Zeliang took a look and found that among the current skills, the more practical reconnaissance and first aid skills were all intermediate, so he could consider upgrading.

I went back tonight and updated the animation. You can simulate it once and earn points.

While An Zeliang was thinking, the bald head teacher also walked into the classroom, holding a stack of application forms in his arms.

"Students, I have told you about the school festival before, so I won't say more about it here."

"Here is the application form. If you want to have a stall, perform a program, or participate as a class or club... you can fill out the application form."

As the bald head teacher spoke, he divided the application form in his hand into several parts and handed them out, and the students consciously passed them around.

At this time, some students asked excitedly.

"Teacher, who will the school invite for the performance on the night before and after the festival?"

Aoyama High School holds two school festivals at the end of June and early November every year. Before and after the school festival, there are warm-up activities for the "eve festival" and the closing activities for the "after night festival".

Not only students will perform on stage, but famous artists will also be invited to participate, which is also a way to promote the school.

Some schools with deep pockets will even invite different celebrities to perform on stage during the entire school festival to increase the popularity.

So at this time, the head teacher did not feel offended, but answered directly.

"The School Festival Committee is still communicating, and the candidates haven't been decided yet."

"Is that so..."

The classmates in the class were a little disappointed. They haven't decided yet. The school must invite some second- and third-tier stars.

A boy who had fought over Ibuki before couldn't help but speak.

"Our school won the gold medal in the competition and has been promoting it for so long. Isn't it possible that no well-known artist has volunteered to participate?"

"For example, Ibuki, Ibuki, Ibuki, etc."

These words directly made other students in the class laugh.

"Hey, why are they all Ibuki Yuki!"

"You should try to name a few other names to cover up your thoughts."

"Incredible, super Yukatsu Ibuki!"

"... "

After hearing what others said, the boy was not embarrassed and continued speaking plausibly.

"As a human being, you must have ideals. If you don't even dare to think boldly about your ideals, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?"

While everyone was having fun, the application form was also handed to An Zeliang, but he didn't plan to set up a stall or perform anything, so he left one behind and passed it on.

Yamashita Yoko took the application form, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly raised his hand.

"Teacher, I have something to report!"

"Tell me." The bald head teacher yawned, a little impatient because of the noise from the students.

"That's right!" Yamashita Yoko stood up with a bright smile and deliberately amplified her voice, "The stars of the festival the night before and after the festival can really invite Ibuki Yuki over!"

Her tone was so confident that the noisy atmosphere fell silent for a moment. Many people looked at her inexplicably, wondering what kind of illness this guy had.

"Don't be ridiculous." The head teacher was too lazy to respond and waved his hand to signal Yamashita Yoko to sit down.

"I'm not messing around." Yamashita Yoko's face was full of innocence.

"This is what An Ze told me."

"He said that he and Ibuki have known each other for a long time, have been chatting online, and are still very good friends!"

(End of this chapter)