Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

With special care from the physical education teacher, other students did group exercises while An Zeliang moved freely.

This naturally aroused the envy of some students, but they had nothing to say.

After all, he won the 100-meter sprint championship at the sports festival.

Damn it! Work hard and train hard. I must surpass this guy in the future! Then I will humiliate him severely!!

Sitting in the cool shade of a tree, watching his classmates running under the scorching sun, An Zeliang couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the life of other people's children? It's really comfortable."

He sat there for a while and felt a little bored, so he took out his phone and started checking Twitter.

Using Twitter is harder than taking a health class!

Before I knew it, the physical education class was over.

Lunch break, time for lunch.

An Zeliang did not join the group, but went to the cafeteria to eat an expensive deluxe bento.

As for money, he has no concept of saving.

Because of the recent simulations, An Zeliang knew that it was not difficult for him to make money, so there was no need to wrong himself.

He didn't even care about the hundreds of thousands of dollars he made from the opening of the sports festival.

Just wait for your short videos to become popular, and then open an animation company. Relying on animation production software, you can start your journey of printing money without worrying about money at all.

"Well, let's check out the video after I get home." An Zeliang thought while eating.

After lunch, An Zeliang took a walk around the campus to digest his food, and returned to the classroom before the first class in the afternoon.

He remembered that the first class in the afternoon was English class, taught by Mr. Hayano.

Just when An Zeliang took out the English book from his schoolbag, he accidentally found a letter wrapped in pink.

"Hmm? What is this? A love letter?"

An Zeliang took the envelope and looked at it. There was a bow on it, and it looked like a letter a girl would write.

He thought, it was probably a love confession letter or something like that?

I've gotten used to it, because there are occasionally a few love letters in his shoe cabinet and drawers.

Especially after the sports festival.

"Well, it seems like these things happened in the simulation."

However, simulation is an extension of reality.

So in real life, many girls write to An Zeliang to confess their love for him because of his excellent sports performance and handsome appearance.

"However, just as people are afraid of becoming famous, pigs are afraid of becoming fat. Receiving too many love letters is not a good thing."

An Zeliang pondered.

After all, there’s a scumbag killer waiting behind.

"I don't know when Reina-chan is going to move, since she said she was going to move earlier."

Hey.

Damn you Reina-chan! You make me think of you every time I receive a love confession letter at school.

Just then, the class bell rang.

An Zeliang casually stuffed the letter into his schoolbag, took out his English book, and began to prepare for the afternoon class.

The first class is English class.

Followed by.

After a meaningless Chinese class.

Then I left school on time.

An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi talked about how to comfort Tamamo-san and came to the club activity room together.

Because of the death of Jun'ichi Watanabe, Tamamo Yuki has been in a bad mood for the past two days.

Tamamo Yuki and Hoshimiya Rin were both in the activity room.

Tamamo Yuki was in low spirits and looked even more gloomy than usual.

then.

When everyone was present, Tamamo Yuki expressed her request.

She wanted to hold a burial ceremony for Grandpa Watanabe.

She wanted to bury Grandpa Watanabe.

Familiar scene, familiar picture... It happened once in the simulation, so An Zeliang still didn't interrupt.

He sighed slightly, not knowing how to tell Tamamo Yuki the cruel truth.

The person he wanted to bury was his enemy.

finally.

Everyone decided to hold a funeral for Jun'ichi Watanabe.

Hoshimiya Rin and Nakano Aoi offered to help. Although An Zeliang knew the truth, he had no reason to expose it for the time being, so he agreed.

There were no club activities today, so after discussing the burial of Grandpa Watanabe, everyone started cleaning.

"Because the activity room hasn't been cleaned for several days, there is dust on the windows."

"So, today's club activity is spring cleaning!"

As the president's assistant, Aoi Nakano made this solemn declaration.

An Zeliang shrugged and said that it was no problem.

Tamamo Yuki's mood has also recovered a lot. In addition, she is planning to start a stall soon, so she doesn't have to work part-time and has time to participate in the general cleaning.

After finalizing the club activities.

Assign tasks and the cleaning begins!

Yuki Tamamo was in charge of cleaning the floor, Ryo Anze was the tallest, so he was in charge of cleaning the high glass, and Aoi Nakano was in charge of cleaning the walls.

As for the president, Hoshimiya Rin, she is responsible for wiping the tables and some secret corners.

"Then let's do it."

An Zeliang is also full of energy.

Maybe because I slept all morning, I felt very energetic in the afternoon.

Everyone started working enthusiastically.

An Zeliang was standing on the table wiping the glass. After wiping for a while, he looked down and found a big frog on the ground!

No...that's Tamamo-san.

I don't know when Tamamo Yuki changed into the frog costume that An Zeliang gave her.

So, when Tamamo Yuki was lying on the ground and wiping the floor with a rag with both hands, her movements were quite funny. She really looked like a cute frog, crawling around on the ground, which made Anze Liang and Nakano Aoi couldn't help laughing.

"Xiao Xing, why are you wearing this?" Nakano Aoi asked, trying not to laugh.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Tamamo Yuki, who was mopping the floor seriously, came to her senses, raised her head and looked at Nakano Aoi with a bewildered look on her face. She looked a little at a loss, as if she thought she had done something wrong.

"No, I just think you're quite cute like this, Xiaoxing." Aoi smiled gently, full of tolerance.

It was like she would wait for An Zeliang for half an hour every morning, but she had never expressed her tolerance to An Zeliang.

Yuki Tamamo blushed slightly and explained, "Because I'm going to set up a stall in two days, I want to practice my ability to work in a frog costume in advance."

"And then... I can occasionally work part-time as a frog cleaner. I think I can earn 760 yuan an hour as a cleaner!"

"..."

After hearing this, Nakano Aoi and An Zeliang could no longer laugh and were a little silent.

Yes, Tamamo-san’s financial situation is not ideal.

She wasn't trying to be funny, she just wanted to adapt to the work in advance.

I feel a little sad...

However, An Zeliang still wanted to know where Tamamo Yuki found so many low-paying jobs?

It is illegal to make less than 1,000 per hour...

Before he knew it, An Zeliang had finished wiping the glass above.

As he was washing the rag, he noticed something was wrong.

"Where's the president?"

An Zeliang looked around and found that Xinggong Lin was gone.

"do not know."

"President? I saw her go into the dressing room just now. She said she wanted to clean the table inside."

The busy Nakano Aoi and Tamamo Yuki just responded casually and then went on to clean the table.

Wait...isn't it the president's job to wipe the tables?

An Zeliang raised his eyebrows, put the rag in the basin, and walked towards the changing room.

The door of the dressing room was open. He gently pushed it open a crack and found the president lying on the table. Although there was a rag at hand, there was no sign of work. It was obvious that he was being lazy.

"Hoshimiya-san!"

An Zeliang tiptoed towards Xinggong Lin, then leaned over and suddenly called out in her ear. Xinggong Lin was startled, raised her head and bumped into An Zeliang's face, making a collision sound.

Although the two of them only collided slightly, it still hurt a little.

Xinggong Lin rubbed the place where he was touched, but he was not angry. Instead, he said calmly: "Student No. 3, it hurts a little. According to psychology, scaring people is more terrifying than scaring ghosts. So please don't scare people casually in the future, including me."

"Mr. President, weren't you the one who slacked off first?"

An Zeliang rubbed his face. He should have been hurt more. His face was rubbed red.

"From a psychological perspective, laziness is human nature. I'm just following my inner nature." What Xinggong Lin said was very well-founded.

An Zeliang smiled and said, "Those who can control their nature are human beings, and those who cannot control their nature are low-level animals. So, Xinggong-san admits that he is a low-level animal?"

"Your nature is not the same as my nature. My nature is like if you give a teenage boy a game console and a girl, he will most likely choose the game console."

"I do not believe."

An Zeliang shook his head, "How about you give me two choices and I'll give it a try?"

"..."

Just when Xingmiya Rin was about to speak, the voice of Nakano Aoi came from outside the door.

"Student Anze, I can't touch it, could you please help me wipe it?"

"it is good."

An Zeliang responded, then he looked at Xinggong Lin and said with a smile: "Xinggong classmate, as the president, you must be a good representative for us."

"There should be some knowledge in psychology about the leader effect, right?"

After saying this, he left the dressing room.

Xinggong Lin looked at the rag, then looked at the table, paused for a few seconds, and finally picked up the rag.

It took about fifty minutes and the cleaning was finally completed.

During this period, An Zeliang, as the only male in the club, naturally did the most work.

His calm and collected performance throughout the whole process made all the girls give him a thumbs up.

"Anzawa-san has such a great physique! No wonder he was able to win the championship in the sports festival." Nakano Aoi exclaimed.

Tamamo Yuki also nodded her head repeatedly, with a look of cuteness and admiration on her face.

"This is the benefit of regular exercise. If Nakano-san doesn't mind, you can exercise with me in the future."

"Is that okay? But Anze-san always seems to get up very late."