Tokyo Love Story

For him, all the things that needed to be explained have been explained now, so he doesn't need to worry about the remaining things for now. It won't be too late to deal with them when the time comes.

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After returning to his room, Beichuan Che took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack at the door. Then he went to the desk and opened the closed notebook.

During the month since the start of school, he had made corresponding progress in learning various skills of the panel, and he had also summed up another convenient aspect of this thing.

When learning or practicing a skill, the related skills will also gain experience points at the same time.

The more he used it, the more Beichuan Che could feel the exaggeration of the learning panel. This learning panel, which he had previously jokingly called the Youth Edition of Fengling Yueying Modifier, was indeed exaggerated.

In time...I can only say four words: the future is promising.

With a chuckle, Beichuan Che put the teasing aside, picked up a pen, and ticked the "music" column in the notebook.

The music teacher at Shirakawa High School was quite good, and under her patient guidance, the music skills that had been bothering him before finally improved.

However, he had no idea how experience points were calculated. For more than a month, his music skill had been stuck at level 2 and could not move forward.

It was even more frustrating than when he was stuck at collecting all the platinum medals while playing a single-player game. But he couldn't find any way to break through, so he could only bite the bullet and keep going.

But having said that, Music Level 2 has made him a great progress. At least now he knows how to make sounds in the most scientific way, and he doesn't have to use his voice to force it like before he traveled through time.

This level is not high, but it can be considered as some level.

Judging from the level of pop songs in this world, if the singing skills are a little bit poor but the lyrics and music are good, there is no problem at all. At worst, when the music level is improved, you can sing it again and make a remade version, which will be no different.

The problem is what to choose as the first song.

Beichuan Che thought about it, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and opened the music website APP that he had downloaded a long time ago.

He had only a superficial understanding of it before, but recently he learned about it in detail. This APP is quite famous in Japan. Almost six out of ten people will have such a music APP downloaded on their mobile phones.

Thanks to the popularity of this APP, local Japanese musicians are quite wealthy. The payment model of the APP is also a classic way that they are very familiar with. They can choose between music network VIP and single purchase. Some musicians are famous because even if they have VIP status, they still have to pay to buy the music if they want to listen.

The categories in it are also quite modern, or in other words, they are basically the same as the music apps he often used before he traveled through time.

The hot search list, new song list, comment section, and popular replies in the comment section are all pretty much the same.

The only thing that surprised him was that he could see Chinese songs on both the hot search list and the new song list, and even the comment section was quite lively at one point, but those familiar names did not appear, which made him feel fortunate but also a little disappointed.

After all, this world is no longer the world he had traveled through.

For no reason, Beichuan Che turned his head and his eyes fell on the pink envelope he placed on the desk.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

There is a song that fits this situation very well.

That song had appeared on the screen several times before he traveled through time. Not only in movies and animations, but even in some MVs with time filters, one could hear that familiar voice.

The love letters handed over, the sour love, the not-so-wonderful ending, the youth full of regrets, finally come together into one word: [first love].

He remembered the lyrics of the song clearly. As for the music score, it was not too difficult to reproduce it at the music level of lv. 2. However...if he had a choice, he would still like to wait until his level in this aspect is a little higher before singing it. The effect will definitely be better.

Buzz. Buzz.

The phone finally rang at an inopportune time.

After looking at the caller and then at the time, Beichuan Che's expression became subtle for a moment.

The call was from Tsugumi Seina.

The other party just told him last night that she had something to do today and would most likely not show up, but the appearance of this call now is somewhat intriguing.

Beichuan Che didn't think much about it and answered the phone directly, "Hello?"

"Ah Che, tonight I..."

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded extremely weak, just like the tiredness after staying up all night.

"You can't come?"

Listening to the phone, Beichuan Che subconsciously added this sentence.

"No, I'll go to sleep now and wake up around three or four in the afternoon." Tsugumi Makina paused, "I mean, but I'll definitely be very hungry when I wake up, so..."

"So you need me to cook more?"

After hearing this, how could Beichuan Che not understand what she meant.

"Yes, it would be even better if we could add another dish."

Tsugumi Serina's tone gradually became more lively.

"You'll have to discuss this with Miao, not me."

Kitagawa Che kicked the ball without hesitation.

It's not possible to have more dishes at every turn. In the past, he always granted requests, but now, it seems that Tsugumi Seina is about to evolve into the god of adding dishes.

If we don't stop now, it will be too late when she completely transforms into a Jiacai Immortal.

"Hmph, boring." Tsugumi Seina didn't insist on this matter. She just snorted and complained in a low voice, "Ache, it's hard for a guy who is not gentle to find a girlfriend!"

"It doesn't matter. This kind of thing just depends on fate."

Beichuan Che smiled and replied casually.

"I really envy you the confidence to say that."

On the other end of the phone, Tsugumi Seina, who was lying in bed, narrowed her eyes slightly and her eyelids began to droop. She had stayed up all night last night and was now at the end of her strength. She was a bit like a vampire in a fantasy movie, whose main feature was to rest during the day and be energetic at night.

"There are many people who like you."

Kitagawa Che heard some self-mockery in Tsuchiya Serina's tone and said something to comfort him.

It can be said to be a comfort, and it is also the real truth.

Anyway, from what he saw, Tsugumi Seina had no shortage of suitors.

"But I don't like them."

Tsugumi Seina replied.

"Then we can only wait for fate."

"Too."

Hearing this answer, Tsugumi Seirina on the other end smiled.

After that blind date, she became more open-minded about these things.

"See you this afternoon, then!"

"See you in the afternoon!"

After hanging up the phone, Beichuan Che lowered his head, picked up the pen, and continued to copy the lyrics and music of the song.

This chapter is two-in-one, so there's no point in splitting it up.

Thanks to Kai Omachi and Xiziliang from Guanwei Mimangren for their monthly tickets; and Jiuxi Yanwu for the reward. Your support is my motivation for writing.

Chapter 58 The doctor said my stomach is not good [4K]

Things like fate are truly something that cannot be described in words.

It allows people who have missed each other to meet again on the street corners of an unfamiliar city, and it can also allow couples who were deeply in love but separated due to misunderstandings to pass each other by each other. That is why movies are always kind, allowing people who should have missed each other to meet again.

But Tsuchiya Serina never thought that the word "meet again" would appear in this moment.

In a way she could never imagine, she perfectly reproduced that sentence: I'm sorry to know you in this way.jpg

"Ache, why is Beiyuan Linyin here?"

At exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, in the living room of the Kitagawa family, Tsugumi Seina, who was sitting upright on the sofa, turned her head and looked at Kitagawa Che who was watching TV calmly, and asked in a low voice, lowering her voice.

When she pushed the door open just now, her face was still relaxed. She had even been thinking about how to lie down in a comfortable position on the sofa and take a nap. But before she could put this idea into practice, she saw Kitaen Rin sitting on the sofa watching TV.

At that moment, she even thought she had gone to the wrong place.

As luck would have it, Beiyuan Linyin also noticed her gaze and raised her eyebrows, and their eyes met briefly.

An awkward atmosphere began to build, and for a moment the only sound in the living room was the sound of the TV program.

Until five minutes ago, seeing that the time was almost up, Kitazono Rin and Ejima Myo went to the kitchen, and Tsugumi Seina's tense nerves finally relaxed.

"Because of some very complicated relationships, given the current situation, she should stay here for a while."

Beichuan Che shrugged and explained this.

As for whether Tsuchiya Seina believed it or not, that was her business. Anyway, he did not lie. He just omitted some of the processes and reasons.

"Some complicated relationship?"

An indescribable look appeared on Tsugumi Seina's face. She looked at Kitagawa Che and saw that the latter had an indifferent look. She roughly understood what he meant in her heart.

Obviously, he would not explain this topic in detail.

Thinking of this, she didn't plan to continue asking questions. She leaned forward slightly, reached out and picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and changed the channel to the one where they used to watch TV series.

If she continued watching the English documentary for a while longer, she thought she would lose control of her sleepiness and fall asleep again.

"Come to think of it, everyone was discussing what you would do with that love letter."

Tsugumi Seina turned up the volume of the TV a little, just enough to cover up the conversation between the two people.

"Rina-san, you're not going to tell me that the teachers in the office are having a lot of fun discussing this, are you?"

Beichuan Che turned his head and the expression on his face became subtle.

He had thought about this possibility before. After all, teachers are also human beings, with emotions and desires. Moreover, there are quite a lot of young teachers in Shirakawa High School, so it is normal for them to talk about these things between students. However, he still couldn't help but think in a positive direction. People shouldn't be so gossipy, probably.

At the moment, Tsugumi Seina's remarks confirmed his initial thoughts.

They are just so gossipy.

"Ahaha, you don't think the teachers are just discussing lesson plans in their office, do you?"

Tsuchiya Seina rolled her eyes at the man. The learning atmosphere at Shirakawa High School was tight, but that didn't mean the teachers were thinking about teaching all the time. When they were in the office, they mostly talked about things between students.

For example, during the period when school started, everyone was discussing issues related to Kitaen Rin.

Even the young female teacher who had published a romance novel online improvised a plot based on the prerequisite for the transfer.

A marriage between families, the fate of two young people intersected, she was shining, he was ordinary. 】

At that time, many teachers in the office cooperated and made booing noises.

However, this is just an episode.

Emotional novels focus on emotional entanglements, and some logic can give way to emotional plots, but the problem is that the logic of real life is not like this. Even though there are always some headache-inducing and unreasonable things that happen suddenly, to be fair, for Kitaen Rin's family, the probability of having an arranged marriage partner is not low, but the probability of this "arranged marriage partner" attending Shirakawa High School is tantamount to winning the lottery.

"That's not the case."

Beichuan Che laughed awkwardly and refocused his attention on the TV program in front of him.

The first episode of that stomach-churning TV series ended a week ago, but in the questionnaires returned by the TV station, many people wanted to watch it again.

Therefore, the TV station respected the audience's opinions, communicated and negotiated with the film company, and started the second round of rebroadcasting during non-prime time.

Right now, the plot has just progressed to the point where the hero first meets one of the heroines.

"That's it." Tsugumi Seirinai pursed her lips, "What you did that day caused quite a stir in the office."

Beichuan Che fell silent.

"Hey, it's about the same as the discussion you caused last time when you did something brave." Tsugumi Seina showed a teasing smile, and she patted Kitagawa Che's shoulder, "Cheer up, don't be so silent, think positively, at least in terms of popularity, you are already firmly ranked first in our senior year teacher's office."

"hehe."

Beichuan Che gave a smile that couldn't be more fake.

He would rather not be first like this.

"Okay, no more jokes. How are you going to reply to that love letter?" Tsugumi Seina put away her teasing expression and looked at him curiously. She thought for a moment and added, "The girl who confessed to you is pretty cute, and her grades are pretty good too."

Although she is single, she still hopes that the people around her can find happiness.

"Next week, find a time to clearly refuse."

Kitagawa Che took the remote control from Tsuchiya Seina's hand and turned up the TV volume a little bit until it could cover up the faint sounds of conversation coming from the kitchen. Then he put the remote control back on the coffee table.

As for the conversation between Ejima Tadashi and Kitaen Rin, he thought he should not interfere. Instead of hearing vague messages from time to time like now, it would be better to be straightforward and not listen at all.

"A definite refusal?"