How can my simulation be a real love?

You asked for my opinion?! Okay, I’m so happy!

Super happy!

Wow, she actually asked me about such a pretentious thing, and was so kind as to let her participate in this pretentious activity. This is worth it even if she dies!

Mingsang, LOVE~

"Hmph, I don't have any objection."

Even though his heart was already filled with joy and thoughts were spiraling in his mind, Pochi still had to pretend to be calm on the surface.

This way, you can join the current life naturally without appearing out of place!

But the corners of her mouth, which she could not conceal, were almost reaching the sun, shoulder to shoulder with Lord Shafulin.

"It just so happens that I made today's lunch myself, so you two can help me try it."

Feng Jianming also had some experimental ideas in mind. It was the first time for him to use the skill given by Aine to cook. He didn't know how to cook and was not very confident in his own level.

"self-made?"

Gao Songdeng was stunned at first. In his fragmented memories, he had no impression that Ming could cook.

Could it be that the memory fragment in her dream was just a short part and not complete enough?

As for Pochi, it was a shock. She spent almost all her youth practicing guitar and posting videos on YouTube. She really knew nothing about other things.

The cooking skills are hellish!

As a girl, I grew up relying on my mother's patience to raise me. Her great mother took care of all the lunch boxes and three meals a day. I even had to worry about being attacked by the dead oil when frying an egg.

Why does it feel like Mingsang is more like a girl?

I was, I was surpassed!

Chapter 33: Actually, I am a little confident about the guitar

Deng was the first to pick up the chopsticks, gently picked up a small piece of hamburger steak from Feng Jianming's lunch box, and slowly put it into his mouth under Pochi's envious gaze.

The next moment, a light salty and delicious taste suddenly exploded in the mouth.

The girl's amber eyes began to sparkle slightly. She chewed the food bit by bit in her mouth, and for a while she couldn't utter a word.

good to eat.

Even though it has lost its calories since it is placed in a bento, it is still surprisingly delicious.

Hamburger steak is a home-cooked delicacy that even my mother often makes. Although both the ingredients and the dish look very common, Deng Takamatsu has never experienced eating such a unique and gentle delicacy.

The moment you take a bite, you feel as if your whole body is wrapped in a ball of comfortable, warm, soft cotton cloth.

Just like the feeling of security that came over me in my dream when I got Ming's affirmative answer.

She seemed to be able to vaguely see the expectant smile on the face of the person who was cooking. He must be chopping the ingredients very carefully and then cooking them very meticulously.

This is warm and familiar deliciousness.

But there was also a familiar yet strange feeling. It was obviously the first time she tasted this special delicacy, but she felt as if she had felt this warmth somewhere before.

"How about it?"

Feng Jianming looked up and down at Deng, whose expression did not change much.

"Very tasty."

"It's delicious. I want to eat Ming's cooking every day."

The girl nonchalantly made a statement that sounded like a marriage proposal.

Then the simple-minded Xiao Deng seemed to have thought of something, and quickly and carefully picked out the largest piece of fried tempura from his lunch box, picked it up gently with chopsticks, and handed it to his mouth.

"Ming, try it too."

"what?"

Feed Play! ?

Not to mention the most shocked person involved, Feng Jianming, even Pochi next to him was really dumbfounded this time.

She had never seen the relationship between two people develop so quickly. They just became friends one moment, and then the two people of opposite sex started feeding each other like a couple!

It's so horrible, young people today are really too unscrupulous!

"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

It's just the chopsticks that the beautiful girl just used. So what if it leads to an indirect kiss?

Could it be that I am really hesitating because of shyness and concerns?

Are you kidding? Doesn't he look like an innocent boy?

If you don't take advantage of a good opportunity, you're a bastard!

"Thank you, then, Lantern."

"Ok!"

While Brother Lixi was away, he bit off the tempura on the chopsticks.

Feeling the crispy texture and the fresh fragrance of the tender shrimp meat in his mouth, Feng Jianming raised his eyebrows slightly, and began to look around, as if looking for a tall black figure.

Fortunately, Li Xi was unable to go to Yuqiu, otherwise he would not have dared to do so.

"Ming, thank you should extend your hand——"

“It depends on the situation.”

Realizing that Deng seemed to be about to say something important again, Feng Jianming stopped her in time.

"I see. It's hard to understand."

Although still a little confused, Deng just nodded his head obediently.

At this time, it would be most appropriate to let the simple-minded Xiao Deng eat her lunch box. If she doesn't eat it, she will fall into self-doubt and pessimism.

The interaction between the two made Goto Ichiri next to her increasingly conflicted. She stared at their interaction with some melancholy but didn't dare to speak.

It's me, it's me first, it's obviously me who came first.

Whether it was knowing each other or becoming friends, it was obviously me who came first.

Why can’t I call Ming-sang by our names?

"Yili, don't you want to try it?"

"Hey! Thank you!"

Seeing the lonely figure huddled in the corner, Feng Jianming, who could probably guess what she was thinking, picked up a piece of hamburger with chopsticks and put it into her bowl.

Just such a simple action and a slight change in the name immediately made Pochi-chan smile excitedly and happily.

This woman is too easy to understand.

"Ugh."

However, it was also because of this simple action that Xiao Deng, who was sitting on the other side, became gloomy.

Feng Jianming immediately realized the problem and picked up another piece of chicken fillet with his chopsticks.

The next moment, Xiao Deng, who had a lost and pitiful look on his face just now, returned to his original smile.

So, you two are too easy to understand, aren't you?

……

"Goto-san, can you play guitar?"

"Ahhh, just a little bit!"

When Pochi was discovered to be able to play the guitar, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

She initially brought the guitar to school just to attract other people's attention and satisfy her vanity of being praised.

But if someone really asked her, she would not know how to respond if she was just imagining it in her mind.

"I actually brought my guitar to school just to see if anyone is willing to form a band with me..."

In a panic, Pochi started to self-destruct with an evasive look in his eyes.

Most of her thoughts were unrealistic fantasies. If she were to say such disgusting thoughts out loud by accident, she might be regarded as a dark leech and be hated by others.

No, I just made friends and I’m already hated!

Don’t do that kind of thing!

At least, at least ten years after I die!

"band?"

Gao Songdeng was stunned, and a trace of confusion seemed to flash across his face.

She was still hesitating whether she should go directly to Ming to form a band. The existence of Mygo in her memory was indeed an indelible beautiful memory for her, but the "beauty" in her eyes also became the jack that overwhelmed Ming.

Deng was afraid that if he asked him to form a band without his permission, he would inadvertently burden him with too much.

"Yes! Actually, I've always wanted to find someone to form a band, but I couldn't find anyone..."

"Kazami-san, do you know any musical instruments?"

Goto Ichiri mustered up the courage to look at Feng Jianming in front of him, as if he was looking forward to his only friend who he could talk to.

"I can play the electronic piano a little bit, but my level is not very high."

When asked, Feng Jianming just responded casually.

In the simulation, he played keyboards in both The End and Mygo.

Judging from the results, although the team atmosphere of Mygo is very depressing and heavy, the strength of each band member is quite outstanding. Once the whole band grows up, it is obvious that it has the potential to debut as a professional band.

The abilities of the Ending Band are relatively mediocre, with the only two with outstanding abilities being Pochi and Ryo.

But because of the presence of Hongxia, a gentle and sunny archangel who can take care of the whole team, the atmosphere of the entire band is much more relaxed and comfortable than that of Mygo, who is under a lot of pressure. He basically doesn't feel any pressure staying in it.

Do I have to choose one?

Simulation is simulation, but it is hard to say whether he will form a band in reality.

"Well, then Ming Sangyuan, would you like to form a band with me?"

"Actually, I'm a little bit confident about the guitar..."

Chapter 34: One Mile? [No Mercy]

When Pochi heard Feng Jianming say that he could play the electronic piano, her face full of anticipation could not suppress her excitement and she took the initiative to invite him, expecting such a handsome guy with a good personality to agree to her request.

As long as I form a band with Ming-sang, I will definitely become a popular singer too!

Click!

With anticipation on her face, Pochi suddenly felt a pressure that made her nervous.

It was like being drowned in the deep sea, unable to breathe, and both sides of my shoulders felt as heavy as if there were a lead ball on their shoulders.

She was already a timid woman and was so scared that she immediately looked around, but after a quick look she didn't seem to find anything wrong.

What, what's going on?