In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

Then she realized how much she meant to him, and her rebellious thoughts became more and more intense. Her morbid feelings were compounded by her endless longing, and only the illness and his attitude became the final obstacles.

Although she still firmly believed that her intuition was correct, the side of her brother that he only showed to her was also real and without any falsehood. That was enough. There was no conflict between the two.

It was obvious that her and his parents' attitude towards this matter was quite ambiguous and could be described as being frivolous.

The brother didn't realize that he was actually fighting alone at home, but his overly intense reaction made it difficult for the Asano couple to persuade him.

Asano Yushin got the expected answer. He guessed the answer, but he couldn't help but feel excited after hearing her true thoughts.

It seems that Jiashu has really changed and is on the right track instead of getting on the rails. His efforts have not been in vain. Everyone is changing. Good changes are gratifying and comforting. There is no need to deliberately keep a distance in daily life.

As he continued to enjoy the tender moments between brother and sister, his mind relaxed.

My current state is like my brain has been eaten by zombies. I only remember things like "The spring breeze has pity on the flowers, butterflies cannot fly across the ocean, each one I see is one less, people go up the mountain and gods go down the mountain, luckily I knew you earlier than the rumors and other nonsense."

He wanted to sleep, not because his body couldn't hold on. The afternoon sun was neither glaring nor hot, and coupled with the pleasant breeze, he lay on the grass and wanted to close his eyes for a while.

All subsequent plans and details that needed attention were thrown out of his mind. He lay back in a daze, leaning against the soft and uncomfortable pillow.

"Brother!"

The small sticky note in the system memo, "Strategic conception of becoming a musician with artistic expertise in the new track of Internet fan circles who is pure and chaste," emits a faint fluorescence, indicating that it needs to be done.

......

Mizuho Toyokawa took off her apron and felt that her cooking skills had not declined much.

In the past, she was a young lady who had never done housework. It was not until someone told her that cooking for children was the responsibility and happiness that belonged exclusively to parents that she began to try to take on the responsibilities of a mother.

Xiangzi is still the same as before, who only goes into the kitchen to watch and eat secretly, and is lucky enough not to make things worse.

As the two girls started working, the finished product she made was put into their mouths, and the praises she received made her hum softly.

An untimely ringtone rang, and the eyes of Fengchuan mother and daughter were all focused on Mu. She put down her chopsticks, took out her cell phone and answered the call.

"Mu, how are you doing lately? I'm almost back home. If it's inconvenient for you to live alone, you can hire a servant. Forget it, I'll take you home so that that guy won't say I don't care about you and ignore me."

"I......"

Before Mu could say anything, her phone was snatched away and she looked at Mizuho Toyokawa in surprise.

"Minami, how's it going to be being a big star?"

"Mizuho? Why are you at her house?"

The opening remarks between best friends are so plain and simple, without a few insults it would be impossible to show the depth of their friendship.

"Come and see your child when you recover. If you don't want to take care of Mu, just send him to me. I see you're too busy with your career to understand the true value of treasures."

"Stop kidding, are you cured? It sounds like you've returned to your old super-powered girl form."

Xiangzi, who was busy eating, looked up at his embarrassed mother. It turned out that his strong physique was hereditary.

"I only spent a few days in the hospital and I'm fine now. You don't even know. What's more interesting is that something incredible happened to Youxin and me."

"What's the matter? Didn't your husband go abroad?"

"I haven't left the country yet. I'm staying in Japan. As for what happened, tell me when you come back. You won't believe me if I tell you now."

"Oh, I'll be back soon and book a flight as soon as I'm done."

This is too hasty. She has recovered. She knows how much he values ​​his career. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is persistent and pursuing his career.

"Actually, there's no need to be so anxious. Just finish what you have on hand first."

"No, I'm more worried about your health. Even if you recover, there's still a risk of relapse. You can earn money and fame again, but if your best friend passes away, no matter how many movies you shoot, it's useless!"

Mizuho Toyokawa felt a little sad. The feelings between Minami and her were becoming increasingly rare in this materialistic society. She hoped that the feelings between Mu and Shoko could be passed on like theirs.

46. ​​I should pay you for my ticket as a spectator

Asano Yushin dreamed that he returned to that happy time. Everyone in the group called his number when they saw him pop up, and countless group members quarreled over his friend position.

There were always people rushing to play games with him, he was the darling of the group, and anyone who ignored him would be called out by Asano Guards.

It was not until Takagi Yu and him were playing happily together that a girl's voice was heard. She specifically used the microphone to blame Asano Yushin for being so bad at playing and not as good as one of her princess guards.

Gao Muyu opened the microphone and scolded the girl on the spot. He was not willing to tolerate this internet princess and spoke up for him. Then he used his special skill, the Eternal Hunting Twins, and immediately confiscated her driftwood. He was also very concerned about whether his mood was affected.

This huge sense of incongruity suddenly woke Asano Yushin up. It was absolutely impossible. The other party had been suppressing his emotions for so long, how could he possibly speak for him?

"Brother?"

When he opened his eyes, he saw his sister's concerned eyes. From this perspective, he realized that he was not lying on the bed, but enjoying the knee pillow of a jc girl. He got up after a little struggle.

The mind is stirred into a turbid water. Extremely short sleep and excessive sleep are like cancer, stuck there, unable to go up or down. A good rest is necessary to maintain clear thinking.

"How long have I slept?" This was the first question he was concerned about.

"Brother, you only slept for ten minutes. If you don't sleep enough, you can continue to enjoy Yoshiki's exclusive lap pillow."

The other person smiled and opened her arms, the glow of motherhood was a little dazzling.

"Ten minutes must be tiring. You've worked hard. Jiashu should rest early."

He glanced at Jiashu's thighs covered by pajamas. The trembling was too obvious in his eyes. He must have felt sore and numb.

"Yes, my dear brother."

She stood up slightly, her body swayed, and she stumbled and accidentally bumped into Asano Yushin's arms.

"It seems too much of a stretch. You stay here and rest. I'll sleep on the tatami. Don't say anything weird about sleeping together."

He could predict what Yoshiki would say. He didn't want to experience the scene where he killed the game first and had to give in to each other because they cared too much about each other.

"Eh~"

Jiashu's face immediately turned bitter, and she could only watch in despair as her brother added another layer of quilt to her. The figure of a similarly sickly white-haired girl appeared in her mind, instructing her: "You can only go here, not beyond."

Well, the progress can't be too fast. At least they are in the same room, and she should be content while still fantasizing.

The most conflicting day for Yushin Asano and Yoshiki Asano has come to an end.

......

Yushin Asano got up very early, and the priority of his personal plan to debut in a marginal music program in the notes was downgraded one place, while the priority of playing in a band was raised one place.

Many operations and ideas cannot be successful by just setting up a small theater in your head. That is called dreaming. In reality, many things are very different from what you imagine.

As soon as he gets home from school, he can lie on his bed and start the simulation, just like those people who play VR, and get crazy orgasms through virtual simulation. The difference between him and those who like to stay at home is that he can get rewards and be truly immersed in the experience.

But this ignores the relationship between reality and simulation. At first, I understood that simulation can be used to obtain information that I don’t normally have the opportunity to access. Now, thinking about it the other way around, reality can actually provide a certain reference for the next simulation.

For example, the band is an indispensable part of his plan, but he feels that his understanding of the band is still rather vague. After all, he has only been in a C group, so he cannot use the C group as a standard answer.

It would be better to join several bands to get a better understanding. Besides, it is no problem to make some money with your own skills. This arrangement can achieve both strategic goals and personal pursuits. Perfect!

First, go to the school's music club to find out more, and then find a way to make friends with music girls.

In the shaking tram, he took out his mobile phone and asked for information about the community in the small group, and soon a few enthusiastic friends helped him answer.

Collectivism is prevalent in Japan, from schools to society. Being sociable won't make you more popular, but at least you won't be excluded. If you're not sociable, you'll be marginalized and excluded.

Asano Yushin only formed a small group that suits his taste and did not join the mainstream. He has deeply felt the pros and cons of being a loner. Only his natural good looks and pre-made good temper have reduced some minor troubles for him.

The reason why he was not sociable before was definitely not to enjoy the lonely and unique character of the two-spined newt male protagonist, or to join some abstract club of the Human Observation Department and have a music party.

If there is Sun Xiaochuan's human coffin department, he would be a little interested to see if there are immortals everywhere and pseudo-people shining like stars.

It's simply because I don't have much time to work and I can't leave the coffee shop. If I try to cater to the public, I will end up with one of two outcomes: starving to death or going into virtual currency trading.

Those friends in the group joked that playing in a band would gradually make them become celebrities, but in the end, they lost both their education and their innocence, and their relationships became a complete mess.

Asano Yushin smiled faintly at this, no longer concealing his aura, the third level of divine power!

It's okay, animals can recognize whether they are of the same kind by smell.

The divine aura from his last simulation should still be lingering. The radio penguin stone man, the divorced and devoted young widow Sister Su, the not-so-friendly Li Xi, and his two acquaintances all passed on some of that divine aura to him.

As for academic qualifications, deciding to make money through music does not mean that he has given up his studies. The stereotype is too serious. Do people who play in bands necessarily have low academic qualifications?

The issue of innocence is a bit serious. Although he was simulating the stir-frying, in reality he was still a good boy who kept his chastity. His pure body protected him, and even Sadako didn't dare to crawl out because her yang energy was too strong.

He stroked his guitar bag and held a backpack containing new clothes between his legs. Don't get me wrong, it's not a Spider-Man suit, but clothes that are more in line with the atmosphere of a band performance. He can't play in school uniform.

"Youxin! Excuse me, I can only go to dinner with you this time. I have an appointment."

Gao Muyu, who was sitting in her seat, waved at him vigorously, winked at him, and glanced at the girl next to her several times.

Asano Yushin took out the family lunch box prepared by Yoshiki and responded to his sneer with silence.

Seeing the other person's drooping hand, he suddenly felt refreshed. He used to ignore him, but now he treats you like a bootlicker. Only when he finally realizes the truth and stops stabbing his brothers in the back for women, will he consider rebuilding the friendship with him.

"Here comes another one."

The pretty senior schoolmate crossed her legs and looked at the obviously pretentious boy with unfriendly eyes. She had seen too many such innocent commercial fake smiles. What era is it now? There are still idiots who think they can travel the world with an innocent smile and face.

Too many scumbags who think they are very charming but actually know nothing about music theory or musical instruments want to join their light music club to play around with relationships between men and women. The scumbags from wealthy families even specially prepared props, but they were exposed as soon as they were tested.

Although they have no intention of pursuing a career or going commercial, the musical level achieved through long-term practice is no joke, and both veterans and novices can tell at a glance.

Asano Yushin maintained basic politeness and didn't understand why this senior sister came up to him with a not very friendly attitude. Was she in the magic period?

The other party stretched out his hand to him as if asking for something, and his impatient look made him frown.

"What do you mean, Senior? I'm just here to get some information. There's no need to be so hostile."

"Stop pretending! Did you start out without any clubs? Your teacher told you to join one, and then you just happened to find the K-Music Club with the most beautiful girls in the school, and you want to join and live a life of luxury? If you have that idea, get out of here before I lose my temper."

These words made Asano Yushin suddenly realize that those BYD seniors shamelessly harassed the music club in order to hold a concert party, which caused the seniors to get PSTD.

"I really haven't joined any clubs, but the teacher hasn't noticed yet because I'm relatively invisible and marginal. He might have forgotten about me for a while."

She was almost tired of the same old answers before, but this Asano Yushin was a bit interesting. He used a new template. It must be said that his rank seemed to be quite high and he was well prepared. She had to sit up and fight him.

"Is it the lonely, little, and transparent treasure boy character this time? I understand, I understand." She raised the corners of her mouth, thinking about the next game.

"Don't get so caught up in your own world! I have no intention of joining your club. I just wanted to ask you for some information."

Asano Yushin's patience was exhausted. In the simulation, the senior sister was just an intelligence dealer who provided useful information. Why was she talking so much nonsense? He could only fulfill the Japanese's favorite fantasy of "overcoming the superior with the inferior".

Not joining the club? This sentence finally made the human-machine senior sister who was trapped in a vicious circle of thinking wake up and become a qualified human being.

"What information do you want to inquire about?"

The senior sister lowered her crossed legs, pulled down the stool, put her hands on her legs, and took on an attitude of answering every question from the guaranteed music boy who had finally appeared after refreshing for so long.

"Are there any bands nearby that need a guitarist? I'm quite good, and I'd like to be a support musician for some pay."

Asano Yushin breathed a sigh of relief and asked the purpose of his trip. He was almost unable to hold back after doing the Turing test with his senior for so long.

If it were a simulation, I would have found something to hold against her and threatened her to hand over all the information without hesitation. If she didn't, I would have found an opportunity to capture her, take her to my house, torture her in a small dark room, and use all kinds of tricks to see if she would yield.

"Backup musicians? Why not actually try to fit in with a band? Maybe you can find your calling in a band and play in a band for the rest of your life or something."

The sparkling look in the senior sister's eyes made him feel uneasy. What was the meaning of home? He could barely consider being in a band for life or a quilt band.

Looking at Asano Yushin who was silent and pretending to be thinking, the senior student understood his thoughts and did not force him.

She said softly, "I do have a friend who does this professionally, but her skills are very high. If you think you can easily make money with your mediocre skills, don't bother her. The requirements tied to the money are not low. You must know this."

"Well, there's no point in saying more. I understand the troubles you're going through, but that doesn't mean you can impose some unwarranted accusations on me. Your contempt bothers me. Only my performance can add weight to my words."

Oh, you still have a temper?

The senior student did not feel offended. Her artistic personality was somewhat bad. It was normal for Asano Yushin to fight back after being looked down upon. He was not even qualified to sit at the table of gods.

Hiss, the big one is coming!

Her face changed. She thought Asano Yushin was just a contestant with some skills, but when she saw the custom-made guitar with unique texture, she was no longer calm. In their club, except for a few young ladies, few people could afford to play it during their student stage.

The melody started playing, oh, it turned out to be the props team, she was almost scared, it was just Oshio Kotaro's "Fight".

For newbies, it looks really cool and they think that fingerstyle is so awesome and they can learn it if they stick to it for a while. They may even think that they are going to be masters.

However, in the hands of players with a solid foundation and skills, these songs don't seem that great at all. They just need to pay attention to the beat position and be familiar with the rhythm when practicing. For real masters, no matter how fancy the song is, they always have to return to the melody of the song itself, that is, the details of each note. For them, the most difficult thing about guitar is often the integration of its own state and performance.

When the performance ended, she had a sarcastic smile on her face and was about to say something when she was stopped by his gesture.

"Don't worry."

The music started up again. Was it "Miracle Mountain" by Masaaki Kishibe? The senior student recognized it immediately.

This piece of music is not difficult to play, but it does require skill to play the main and accompaniment notes with just the right level of strength and emotion.

If you ask her to evaluate, her strumming is unstable, the rhythm is fast and slow, she hits the board too hard, and she easily lets herself go. These... are all her problems.