Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 275 272. Penalty copying, food tasting and a walk on Kawana Beach

I chased him out and explained the cause and effect to my mother, but my mother replied, "I know, I know, after all, Xiao Jingshui has reached this age~ I won't bother, I'm leaving."

"Oh, by the way, what does little Pochi like to eat?"

"Don't worry about her, she'll eat everything."

"Really?"

Mom showed a strange smile and said,
"It seems that little Jingshui understands it quite clearly? No wonder she calls you Ah Shui. Can little Boqi eat Chinese food?"

"OK."

"Okay, go [study] with peace of mind. Don't worry, no one will disturb you. If you want some water, Xiao Jingshui, please come down and get it yourself."

"Mom you."

"Relax."

The conversation was interrupted to cast a spell and ended hastily.

Asama, who couldn't understand, lamented that there is a monster called "Growing Up" that destroys the parent-child relationship.

Pochi did it honestly for less than half an hour under Asama's supervision, then he lay back and said that he couldn't stand it anymore, pounding his legs that were lifted up to the sky.

What [doing homework on the small table is very unfriendly to her long legs, and her legs will be very sore. After sitting on her knees for 30 minutes, she has to lie on the floor and do Kegel exercises for 10 minutes to relieve the pain].

Naturally, Asama wouldn't believe this reason at all. I don't know anyone who said that he was an authentic Japanese when they first met.

Isn’t it common sense among Japanese people to hold study meetings on a small table or low table?
In order to prevent Porchi from releasing hormones, the study location was changed from Porchi's room to Asama's room.

Another hour and a half passed like this.

The time points to 5:20, there are still 40 minutes before dad comes home, and there are still 2 hours before mom said it would be dinner time, so there is plenty of time for study.

He planned to let Boqi finish at least one more paper, consolidate at least 30 knowledge points, memorize 60 words, and then end this afternoon's study plan.

Pochi's first math paper was corrected by Asama - a score of 88.

Asama expressed helplessness at Pochi's problem-solving speed, and even poor students like Horikita and Zaiying could defeat her.

The number of questions on the test paper is not large, and a large part of the mathematics content in the EJU International Student Examination is something that junior high school students should master. It stands to reason that it is normal to have at least 3 test papers.

Probably because my previous foundation was too poor.

Fortunately, the accuracy rate is quite good. It can be seen that Boqi still read well during this period, but he is still far from passing the entrance examination of Dongda.

The air conditioner in the room suddenly rumbled, and the noise from the outdoor unit of the air conditioner also became louder.

The air conditioner, which is the same age as Asama, has had this problem since he was in the fourth grade of elementary school. It tends to sound when used for more than an hour. The fan blades of this air conditioner have been replaced once, and they are regularly cleaned and maintained every year. The cooling effect is still strong, so the Asama family does not plan to retire it.

At the same time, he felt that the temperature of the room was getting colder.

Asama did not turn up the temperature setting, but took the opportunity to put on a layer of sun protection clothing for Pochi, and added a long-sleeved shirt for herself.

The sound of the air conditioner obviously disturbed Pochi. She bit her pen, straightened her waist, and scratched her head in distress.

"Ah Shui, isn't it time for recess yet?"

"Let's finish the second paper. How can we do the second question? Aren't these questions the same types that have appeared in previous exercises?"

"Gu——Kill me."

Pochi had a pained expression on his face.

"Why does the first question only have a conclusion and analysis? Not a single word? Do you think it's a fill-in-the-blank question?"

"Uh, I'll make it up right away and write it right away."

Pochi muttered and opened the review materials, but Asama snatched them away.

"You thought it was an open-book exam?"

"Wow - why did Ah Shui become more ruthless when he returned to his hometown? Shouldn't his heart become softer when he returns to his hometown?"

"Where did you read some strange statements? If you have this time, why don't you read more study materials? You don't have much time, you know? Your opponent may have been preparing for several years, and even has 17 interview experiences. Just rely on now With this kind of motivation, getting admitted to Dongda University is just a lie, you know?”

Pochi continued to write the paper dejectedly, as if he were writing a confession before being shot, word for word.

So be it.

You won't become fat after eating all at once, so Pochi being so obedient is the best that he expected before coming back.

He dropped the eraser and pencil and asked him to pick it up, and he lifted up his skirt to reveal the inner thighs that were filled with positive words written in marker; He fell asleep in the middle of the exam, and his clothes became baggy at some point, and he was full of H words in his mouth; Why kneel on the bed sheet, hold the chewing gum package in his mouth, unbutton his clothes and say, "Teacher, teach me how to solve the question [love]".
None of these plots that could allow him to bear the responsibility of killing the golden retriever and throw the golden-haired girl out of the window happened.

congratulations.

What are you looking forward to? Don’t you know Murphy’s Law?
Asana took the book "Hacking Attack and Defense: From Beginner to Expert" and knocked himself on the head six times, and finally regained his composure.

"Ah Shui, do you mean that teaching me to study is something that bothers you so much?"

Pochi's pen tip is still stuck in the blank space under question 2, as if this blank space is an insurmountable snow-covered mountain range.

The blonde girl's expression was unexpectedly disappointed.

Asama sighed, thinking that he would have two days of peaceful reading time was still too naive.

He tapped Pochi's head lightly with the book and said,

"It's not that I'm disappointed with you, but I'm disappointed with myself. Maybe I'm too lazy. This teaching method of [reciting + answering questions] is really easy to create frustration. I'd better sort out the knowledge point framework and answer questions with you in the past two days. Technique."

Putting down the book in his hand and picking up the review materials, Asama talked about the knowledge points and ideas for the second question.

He spent another 25 minutes explaining the knowledge points of the same type for this question, circled the locations of these knowledge points on the knowledge framework table, explained the works and core opinions of core experts in related fields, and further let Boqi take part in the questions. From a human perspective, several cunning angles for presenting questions are analyzed.

Rest for five minutes and continue with a new round of 25-minute knowledge point sprint.

This teaching method is obviously much more time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the previous study plan is expected to be folded in half.

"Did I make myself clear?"

"Do you remember this rule? Come on, repeat the similarities and differences."

"Why are you looking at me? Looking at my notes!"

Asama didn't know that whenever he lowered his head to write or draw, the blond girl would show a gentle expression on her face and look at him deeply.

From his eyebrows to the tip of his nose, from his thin lips to his chin, from his earlobes to his Adam's apple, his serious look had an incredible magic power that completely eliminated her rejection of learning. Every word he said was obviously either a point of knowledge or a reprimand, but it was like those unreasonable words of love, which made her dizzy, her chest felt tight, her mouth was dry, and her heartbeat accelerated.

The arrogant Ah Shui is cold on the outside and warm on the inside. Only those who are really close to him can discover this irresistible charm, right?

It is said that the higher the IQ, the less likely it is for people to fall in love. Only those who are as intelligent as him and can be both friends and opponents can easily capture their hearts.

Ah Shui's continuous dating with the top 100 girls can illustrate the problem.

Komajima and Koijou have no chance at all!
If he really gets admitted to Dongda University, will he be impressed by himself?
If your intelligence improves, you may be able to master more reliable love theories!

Didn't the sad look just now make Ah Shui soften his heart? Although this set cannot be commonly used, the power of [Contrast Cuteness] is at least more real and effective than the online weight loss pills.

[Pochi's Battle Method] It's time to upgrade to V3.0, Uncle Pochi's.
"Ouch!!! It hurts!"

Asama put down his iron fist, looked at Pochi coldly like a paramecium, and said,
"You dare to desert at this time. It seems that this dog's brain can't remember things. It doesn't matter. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Don't you have a lot of muscle memory in judo? Copy each of these 10 knowledge points 50 times and write them in In the flexors and thenar muscles of the hand.”

"Fifty times is too many! Shouldn't I write it until tomorrow morning?"

"If you're worried that you won't have time to sleep, get moving now."

"Can you just copy it 20 times? I swear I will remember these knowledge points as well as I remember Ah Shui's height, weight, blood type, zodiac sign, books on the bookshelf, and favorite music."

".You have no bargaining power now."

Seeing Asama's unshakable coldness, Pochi whined like a puppy.

"Uh-ok, do you still have a pen?"

Asama opened the drawer containing pens, and Pochi took two more pens from it, holding them side by side in her hands. On the blank paper, three identical rows of text immediately appeared on the blank paper.

"Ouch! Isn't this okay too?"

No wonder those teachers like to make unsatisfactory students copy homework as punishment. This is indeed an excellent way to be lazy.

Teaching methods such as Feynman learning method, small task learning method, Pomodoro learning method, giant learning method, contrastive learning, representation learning, concept learning, proposition learning, and superordinate learning are all used.

But students are too ambitious, so it is better to do two days of mechanical learning to lay a solid foundation.

It was already 6:, and my father came back and dragged a cart of vegetables out of the yard. It seemed that only three people had dinner today.

Asama didn't bother to keep an eye on him, so he gave Pochi a few words and prepared to go downstairs to tell his mother to prepare a few dishes and help prepare dinner.

Katsuko Asama watched Asama walk into the kitchen in surprise,

"Eh? Why are you down?"

"Come down and help."

"Okay, there are still three dishes to prepare. The Cantonese snapper sashimi has not been filleted and the radish has not been cut into shreds. Please help me prepare the dishes."

"How many more dishes are there? Pineapple and sweet and sour pork, and then fried dumplings?"

Asama looked at the ingredients on the kitchen counter and the sink and asked.

"Yeah. It's quite clear."

The burdock mushroom chicken soup that has been simmered for nearly 4 hours exudes a strong aroma. The fried meatballs, which are a few sizes smaller than the lion's head, are also simmered with green onions, egg skins, fungus, and carrots. What is being stir-fried carefully in the pot is the added Boiled potatoes, fried eggplant and minced meat [Asama Family Demon's modified version of Mapo Tofu].

"It's too much food for three people."

"Your father said he won't eat out, so he was given a bite to eat."

Asama nodded, rolled up the sleeves of his long-sleeved shirt, and started working quickly.

Dong dong dong dong dong, the radish shreds were cut out at the speed of light,

"Xiao Jingshui, your cooking skills seem to have improved a lot in Tokyo!"

Expert-level love cooking comprehensively enhances Asama's cooking skills from the aspects of ingredient characteristics, knife skills, heat, seasoning, presentation, and creative changes.

Just relying on this ability, you can show your talents in worlds such as "Spirit of the Shokugeki", "Delicious Challenge", and "Japanese Bread King", and "The Prisoner of Food", "Maze Rice", "Another World" "Canteen", "The Little Master of China", "Today's Meal at the Emiya Family", "Hunter" and other fantasy works also have the foundation of establishing oneself.

Uh, do ACG works take up too much storage space in the brain?
Asama officially took charge after his mother made [Asama’s Family Devil’s Modified Mapo Tofu].

Fried dumplings are the simplest, quick-frozen food, just control the heat, followed by the modified version of Shunde Yusheng, just put some ice on it and make a sauce.

Pineapple Sweet and Sour Pork, like Shunde Yusheng, is also a classic Cantonese dish, a little more difficult.

Cut the pork belly into cubes, add salt, sugar, and egg yolk and mix well. After massaging for 5 minutes, wrap it in a layer of starch and meat rice flour and knead firmly. Leave to marinate. Then make the sauce, white vinegar, mirin, and tomato sauce. , tomato paste, lemon juice, sugar, salt and chili flakes are put into the pot one by one, stir well and bring to a boil; heat the oil pan at 180 degrees and start to dip and fry the diced meat, remove it after 6 minutes and let it cool, then add 6% oil to the pan Warm it up and fry for 30 seconds; stir-fry the green onions, green and red pepper slices, onion slices, and garlic dices in a hot pan. After they are fragrant, add the prepared sweet and sour sauce and the diced pineapple and cucumber soaked in salt water. Pour the pan around. After adding fruit vinegar, put the fried meat into the pot and stir-fry quickly over high heat. When the meat is colored, quickly take it out of the pot and add the two halves of the hollowed-out pineapple.

Mother Asama couldn't help but pick up a piece of sweet and sour pork with chopsticks and blew it into her mouth a few times. Her eyes suddenly became more radiant.

"too delicious!"

She looked at Asama who had washed and cleaned the stove with a surprised look on her face and asked,

"Is Yinghe originally a cooking school?"

"No, I just received the care of a Chinese restaurant chef in Tokyo."

Asama Katsuko, who thought Asama was still working hard and studying, suddenly lost her joy. She hugged Asama tightly and said softly,
"It's hard to be alone in Tokyo, isn't it? Mom and dad will also cheer for you."

"Just work hard and take care of yourself. I can already make more money than you."

Asama Katsuko, whose emotions have not yet been brewed, said in a dumbfounded voice,
"Why is it so easy for rich people to make money? It doesn't last long. You have had ambitions and your own ideas since you were a child. We don't ask you to go back to Ito to farm. Just find a stable job after graduating from college."

"Ah."

My parents have always been very open-minded. Even though I have made my own decisions since childhood and showed a completely different personality from them, they still support me unconditionally.

I am much happier than Jiandao, Pochi, and Fuzugawa.

"Go and ask little Boqi to come down for dinner, the great chef, little Jingshui."

"Ah."

Pochi looked like a prisoner on a break from prison. His face showed the relaxed joy of regaining his freedom, but his eyebrows and corners of his mouth also showed the despair of returning to hell after this meal.

Her verbal ability seems to have shrunk, but her body language has swelled. One person was squinting and twitching at the dinner table.

Asama knocked on Pochi's head,

"Just be normal."

"Hmm - Ah Shui, can you feed me later? I can't seem to lift my hands anymore."

"I don't have sedatives like clozapine at home, wait until I go out to buy them." "Why are you giving me medicine?"

Mother Asama brought up five dishes and one soup.

Because she was afraid that Pochi would not be used to sharing meals, Asama Katsuko made separate meals again.

"Wow! (╯▽╰) It smells so good~~ So cooking skills can be inherited?"

"Oh? So, little Boqi, have you tried Xiao Jingshui's cooking? How many dishes will he prepare for you?"

Bochi, who had gone through extensive training with Asama, immediately realized that this sentence was a test and quickly replied,

"Uh, just one dish, shredded pork with green pepper. Ah Shui made it in the home economics class at the end of the third grade at school."

"Is that so? Did Little Pochi meet Little Jingshui at that time?"

"No, no, before that, Ah Shui became famous in the school when he improved his learning by nearly 1 places in the monthly test. When I found out that Ah Shui won the position of "remedial teaching assistant" in English and there is only one place every year, I asked the school An application was made.”

"Oh~ It turns out that the study companion thing is designated."

Katsuko Asama showed a meaningful smile and glanced at Asama.

Asama said calmly,
"Wise choice."

Asama's mother couldn't see any clues about her son, but it was obvious that Pochi had a good impression of her son.

She saw Pochi looking at the knife, fork and spoon on her plate in confusion, and smiled,
"Little Pochi, can you use chopsticks?"

"Yes~Thank you, Aunt Katsuko~"

"Yes, now even if they don't come to Japan, there are more and more foreigners who can use chopsticks. So, let's get started."

"Eh? Are you waiting for Uncle Meiji?"

"No wait, even though it's summer, Chinese food is better eaten while it's hot. Try the chicken soup I made. The vegetables and chickens we have here are all grown up drinking hot spring water."

"Delicious! This chicken is like a phoenix!"

Watching Bochi's exaggerated performance, Asama felt that letting her come to Ito was perhaps the biggest wrong decision in her life.

The braised meatballs are also delicious. You can taste the crispy and sweet taste of white radish in the meatballs, although he prefers meatballs with lotus root or water chestnuts.

"Wow, this Mapo Tofu is so delicious! Aunt Katsuko! If we open a store in Tokyo, maybe all the restaurants selling Mapo Tofu in Tokyo will change the name of the dish to Katsuko Tofu!"

"Hmm!!! This sweet and sour pork is amazing. I don't think it's surprising to say that this dish was flown in from a top Chinese restaurant in Tokyo! And these fried dumplings, Aunt Katsuko, you are the one in my heart The Goddess of Fried Dumplings.”

Almost done.

Asama cleared her throat and glanced at Pochi, interrupting her boasting state.

He suspected that Boqi must have spent the last two days of his endorsement time looking at those super embarrassing complimentary techniques on social media.

Asama Katsuko also smiled and said,
"This meat, this sashimi and fried dumplings are all made by Ah Shui."

Asama is helpless, mom! Why do you also call me Ah Shui?

In the end, Asama was the only one who was serious about eating, and Pochi, the delicious foodie, spent all his time chatting.

She even exchanged contact information with her mother, who even created a new group [Xiao Jingshui Tokyo Study Diary] for this purpose.

There are three people in the group, Mom, Asama, and Pochi.

A world in which only dad does not exist has been achieved.

"Little Boqi, although you and little Jingshui are not in the same grade, you can post all his things to this group, please."

Trouble! I'm not in Yinghe! At that time, we can only bribe Xiao Lishi.

Pochi, who was thinking this way, quickly replied.

"Okay Chief!"

Listening to the two chatting, Qianjian suddenly understood the pain that Cao Cao felt when he had a headache.

Dad came back before the food was completely cold and received the reward of clearing the table and washing the dishes.

Asama was originally going to take Pochi upstairs to review, but his mother kicked him out of the house on the grounds that he had to learn to combine work and rest, and it would be good to go for a walk to eat and then come back to study.

After asking his father to get the keys, Asama walked to the entrance. He found that the sneakers he had put on had been washed and dried by his mother on the corridor outside. The pair on display at the entrance were bought in the third grade of junior high school and were well maintained. sandals.

My feet seem to have grown a size, but they are fine in sandals.

There were two sachets and a bottle of insect repellent spray on the shoe cabinet in the entrance. He handed Pochi a sachet and then sprayed a burst of spray on her back as if to repel cockroaches.

Pochi smiled sweetly,
“Ah Shui is so considerate~~~”

The two walked around the loose stone and walked to the garage. Pochi said in surprise,

"Didn't you say you were taking a walk?"

"Isn't it a walk? Is it a dog walk?"

"Drive for a walk?"

"This is an urban-rural fringe area. If there's anything interesting to see, I'll take you to the beach and there will be fewer mosquitoes."

Asama opened the door, inserted the key and started the engine, signaling Pochi to get in the car quickly.

Pochi climbed into the passenger seat of Hilux, fastened his seat belt, and asked,
"Ah Shui, you know how to drive? Are you trying to commit suicide with me?"

"Although you are a dog-brainer, I am not."

Asama drove out of the gate and onto the country road.

After all, it was just Ito. The city was neither too big nor too small, and there were many people driving without a license. He would neither be recognized nor get into trouble.

The car windows on both sides were wide open. Although the rice fields and flower beds could not be seen clearly at night, the fresh wind from the countryside brought their smell.

Before 8 o'clock, the only sounds on the road were the sounds of nature, except for the occasional sound of one or two cars speeding past.

The chirping of crickets and frogs filled my ears, louder than the pickup truck engine.

"What a pleasant wind. Where are we going? Omuro Mountain?"

"Why go so far?"

"Didn't you say that you can see Mount Omuro from home?"

“You have to climb the mountain here to see it.”

"Now, let's go up the mountain together?"

"go to beach."

"Hey hey hey~~~"

Pochi giggled and propped up her chin with her hands, looking at the scattered lights outside the window and the still-lit buildings in downtown Ito in the distance. The wind blew her hair, weaving a golden light.

"When did Ah Shui learn to drive?"

"Twenty-five years ago."

Pochi smiled and glanced at Asama who was concentrating on driving.
"-Learning to drive at the age of 9? Is there a driving school in heaven?"

"Heaven? Well, it's not perfect. It's still under construction, although the fallen angels there also belong to Wuyang Wuyang."

Hearing the outrageous answer, Pochi rolled his eyes at Asama charmingly, looked at the car's display screen again, noticed that this old car had Bluetooth function, and asked,

"Ah Shui, don't you listen to music while driving?"

“Why do you have to listen to music while driving?”

"That way it feels like a ride."

"But we're going for a walk."

"."

Boqi clicked on Bluetooth and connected to his mobile phone.

Asama didn't stop him, and the music quickly flowed out of the car's stereo.

“Think l only want one number in my phone
I just want to save a number in my phone

I might change your contact to ''Don't leave me alone''
Maybe I'll change your name to [Don't leave me behind]
You said you like my eyes and you like to make 'em roll
You said you like my eyes and you like to see me ogling you
Treat me like a queen now you got me feelin' thrown oh
You once treated me like a queen, now you make me feel abandoned
But I can't help myself when you get close to me
But I can't control myself when you're near me. "

After listening to a few words, Pochi was able to sing along.

"I'm talkin' nonsense
I'm talking nonsense
I'm talkin' i'm talkin'i'm talkin'
I keep talking

'm talkin''m talkin'na-na-na
I keep talking

I'm talkin'
I keep talking

Blah-blah blah blah-blah”

To be honest, it was unexpected that Boqi’s current best score was in English.

Maybe this is the benefit of listening to English songs.

After the first song ended, the second song started playing. It should be a random push. Pochi asked if he wanted to loop the previous single, and Asama said that he should just listen to this one.

The car has already arrived at Ito Port and is driving along the seaside road.

The sea breeze is slightly warmer than the mountain breeze. Compared to the first song "Nonsense", Asama likes the second song "Dancing with my phone" more.

There is no sudden confession of love, and the melody is more lazy and soothing. If he opened a coffee shop, he might put this song on the playlist. The BGM of the coffee shop is naturally classical music.

By the time I finished listening to the third song "Waving At Cars", the car had already arrived at Kawana Beach, a favorite place for Ito people. I had visited Asama Elementary School several times when participating in charity activities for picking up trash.

It is still too dangerous to go to Kinosaki Coast at night, and the rough characteristics of the Lava Coast cannot be seen.

Park the car and walk to the beach with Pochi.

In the distance are a few lights, probably fishing boats.

Eighty percent of the people hanging out on the beach at night were tourists. There were a few tents set up nearby. It looked like they were preparing to spend the night.

Boom, boom, boom, fireworks are popping up in the hands of tourists, shaking them with joy.

Pochi suddenly ran over, gesticulating with joy, and even brought a few fireworks with him.

"Ah Shui, let's play with fireworks~~"

"No lighter."

Pochi ran over and borrowed a lighter.

The two of them walked like this, setting off fireworks.

Suddenly, a group of tourists came over and asked Boqi if he could take a group photo for them.

The task of photography naturally fell to Asama.

After taking the photo, the two of them had a handful of fireworks in their hands.

This made Pochi, who was rejected for the photo, a little happier.

"I feel like Ah Shui is very good at everything he does~ Could it be that Ah Shui is Leonardo da Vinci all his life?"

Asama didn't complain that Leonardo da Vinci didn't know everything.

"You actually know about Leonardo da Vinci?"

"Stinky Ah Shui! Do you think I'm a wild monkey that escaped from the mountains?"

Listening to the sound of the waves, we walked for about 20 minutes. The fireworks were not finished yet, and Poch was a little reluctant to leave. She wanted to stay here until the sunrise.

But Asama took out her mobile phone and explained her study tasks for the past two days. The blond girl lowered her head and followed Asama honestly.

But he kept talking non-stop, cursing Asama with weird metaphors.

His mouth kept talking.

He looked at Asama with eyes filled with only love.

　I'm sleepy, good night bosses

　
(End of this chapter)