Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Maybe because I left home a little early today, I didn’t see Nakano-san.

An Zeliang didn't wait and arrived at school alone.

As students arrived one after another, morning reading began.

Due to the simulation in the morning, An Zeliang felt a little tired. He yawned and lay on the table with his eyes closed to rest.

As for studying, it doesn’t affect anything.

With his previous learning experience, coupled with his diligent personality during the morning simulation, An Zeliang also gained a lot of learning memories.

With these memories, he no longer has to worry about falling behind in class by not attending classes.

After sleeping for three classes in a row, An Zeliang regained his energy.

The last class is English class.

Teacher Hayano is giving a lecture at the podium.

Today, Hayano-sensei is still dressed sexy, with a short skirt paired with flesh-colored stockings and a white shirt on top, which is bulging, almost bursting!

An Zeliang rested his chin on his hand and looked at Teacher Hayano quietly, with a conflicting feeling in his mind.

Thinking of the simulated memory in the morning, he couldn't help but look amazed.

I didn't expect that Mr. Hayano was so amazing...

I don’t know if she can really do that in real life?

Hayano Hoshiko, who was giving a lecture, also noticed the gazes on her. She felt a little uncomfortable and always felt that Anze's gaze was strange.

"Maybe it's an illusion."

Hayano Hoshiko suppressed her discomfort and continued the lecture pretending not to care.

Until the class ended and Mr. Hayano left.

An Zeliang withdrew his gaze with a lingering look.

Reality is more real than simulation.

No...this isn't how it should be!

noon.

An Zeliang went to the cafeteria to eat lunch, and when he returned to the classroom, he happened to meet Nakano Aoi who had also just returned from lunch.

"An Ze, can I trouble you for a moment?"

"what's up?"

Because of their closer relationship, the two of them are not so unfamiliar with each other anymore.

Mr. Nakano's problem is that he wants to ask for advice on mathematics.

An Zeliang did not refuse, after all, they were close friends. And they could earn points by interacting with each other, killing two birds with one stone.

that's it.

During the lunch break, the two of them talked face to face for nearly half an hour.

They didn't even notice the pair of eager eyes outside the window.

……

The afternoon classes were boring.

An Zeliang was originally preparing to start the simulation.

But the ignorant Chinese teacher asked questions from time to time, which made it difficult for him to get into the mood.

Helplessly, I can only give up the simulation temporarily to avoid being interrupted halfway through.

After school.

An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi went to the club to participate in the club exchange meeting.

There were no big club activities today, just simple communication, getting to know each other, and building closer relationships.

During the conversation, An Zeliang noticed that the president talked to him obviously more.

I even asked him a few questions.

Such as: "It seems that Anze-san knows a lot about love?"

"What is Anze's dream for the future?"

Questions like "Does Anze-san have a crush on a girl?"

An Zeliang also responded skillfully one by one.

After about an hour and a half, the club exchange ended.

Nakano-san went back to the classroom to do his duty.

Tamamo-san took the initiative to help Nakano-san.

In the corridor, An Zeliang was thinking about helping Nakano Aoi and earning some points at the same time, but suddenly a voice came from behind, calling him.

"Student number three."

"Hmm? Hoshimiya-san?"

"This is for you."

Xinggong Lin handed over a beautifully packaged gift box.

"I deeply apologize for using classmate No. 3 as a shield without his consent yesterday." She said this with an expressionless face.

An Zeliang accepted the gift and said, "There's no need to apologize so solemnly. I'm not particularly opposed to it."

Thinking of the envious looks around him in the cafeteria, An Zeliang really didn't feel too disgusted.

What's more, the other party apologized sincerely.

The gift in his hand was not heavy, which made An Zeliang a little curious about what was inside.

However, he also knew that it was impolite to open the gift in front of others, so he planned to wait until he got back to look at it.

Xinggong Lin nodded and said, "Yes, it is also so that I can borrow Classmate No. 3 when I need him in the future. Social research shows that if I give you a thank-you gift, you probably won't be embarrassed to refuse it the next time I need your help."

Hearing this, An Zeliang was a little stunned, and suddenly felt that the gift in his hand was no longer attractive.

The two were talking, but they didn't notice that there were three boys eavesdropping in the classroom with the door closed behind them.

The leading boy among them is Nakano's admirer, Murakami Takashi.

As Murakami Takashi listened to the conversation between the two, his face became increasingly gloomy, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, and the fire of jealousy in his eyes almost burned out.

That arrogant classmate Xinggong who never smiles and even rarely speaks actually gave a gift to this bastard!

What about being enlightened...

For the so-called enlightenment.

He figured it must be a euphemism for the adult story between that bastard An Zeliang and Xing Gong classmate.

When he thought that the aloof classmate Xinggong was actually won over by his love rival, he was so angry that he almost rushed out and beat An Zeliang.

Especially since this bastard was so close to Nakano-san at noon, but shamelessly accepted a gift from Hoshimiya-san in the afternoon.

How shameless!

It really makes people envious, jealous and hateful ah ah ah ah ah !!!

"Tell me! What exactly am I inferior to An Zeliang in? Is it my family background or my looks?"

Murakami Takashi pulled up the younger brother beside him and questioned angrily.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 49 New book, new January!

Well…although this is a new book, I have indeed written a book of the same genre before. Those who know the title know it, but it’s okay if you don’t know it, because it has been banned, so I won’t talk about it.

As for the new book, I have reduced the simulation and tried to increase the real advancement. I will try to balance it later. But the results are not satisfactory... Currently, there are only more than 5,000 copies, which is very poor.

If this result is put on the shelves, it will be very difficult to produce quality products.

So, the author would like to ask for votes, follow-up reading, etc. If you want to follow-up reading, just read the latest every day. Or you can wait until Tuesday to read it! Because Tuesday's follow-up reading is related to whether it can be recommended, so it is very important!

And then...if you have any suggestions, you can leave a message, and the author will definitely reply if he can see it.

Because I am a new author, there are many shortcomings. If the brothers and sisters point them out, the author will make changes after careful consideration if they are indeed the case. Thank you for your good suggestions.

Finally, thank you to all the readers who gave tips, followed and voted before! Thank you!!! Thank you very much!!!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 50: There is no teacher-student relationship in the fighting arena!

After saying goodbye to Xinggong Lin, An Zeliang left the school and walked on the way home, thinking about how to start the simulation after returning home.

I was originally planning to do the simulation at school today, but I was in classes all day and didn’t find the opportunity to do it.

After all, during simulation, real time does not stop flowing.

Except for math and English, teachers in other classes always like to ask him to answer questions, but in Mr. Hayano's class...black silk uniform, how can he waste time on simulations?

Just when An Zeliang was about to quicken his pace to go home, he suddenly saw a familiar figure wandering at the door of the arcade game hall.

"Is that... Hayano-sensei?"

An Zeliang took a closer look and confirmed that the figure who was about to walk into the game room was his English teacher, Hayano Hoshiko.

Teacher Hayano actually came to the arcade? Was he here to play games? An Zeliang was a little surprised, but it was reasonable.

It was rare for a normal girl to come to the arcade to play games alone, not to mention that Hayano-sensei was a teacher. It was rare for a mature and sexy teacher to appear in a place where young people and otakus gathered.

"It doesn't necessarily mean he's playing games. Maybe Mr. Hayano is just here to look for someone or something." An Zeliang thought.

However, Hayano-sensei's conflicted look was exactly the same as when he secretly went to the Internet cafe during school days, so his reason for looking for someone was obviously invalid.

at the same time.

Hayano Hoshiko was looking at the door of the game hall, listening to the sounds of games coming from inside, and was feeling conflicted.

"It's still early, how about playing for another hour?"

"No, no! We've already played for two hours today, and we still have to go house hunting later... If we're any later, we won't have time."

"Well! As an adult, I need to have self-control!!"

"It's decided. Let's play for another hour! Just one hour!!!"

After some ideological struggle, Hayano Hoshiko decided to play the arcade for an hour.

It was a privilege she could give herself as an adult.

"Hayao-sensei?"

When Hayano Hoshiko was happily preparing to enter the game hall, she suddenly heard someone calling her, and the name was teacher!

For an instant.

Hayano Hoshiko froze in place, her feet even hanging in the air, and her whole body seemed to have stopped in time.

"Could it be... could it be my student!?"

Hayano Hoshiko had a bad feeling and slowly turned her stiff head.

She kept praying in her heart, hoping it wouldn't be her student!

The thought of a teacher playing games in a street arcade and being discovered by students, this intense feeling of shame is actually... actually quite exciting!

Hayano Hoshiko turned around stiffly and saw the person who greeted her.

It turned out that he was a student in my class.

"Anze-san? You're here to play games too?" As soon as Hayano Hoshiko finished saying this, she realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed her words: "No, Anze-san, why are you here to play games too?"

"........."

It seems to be more obvious now!!