Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Hearing the greeting, Aoi Nakano looked up in confusion. When she saw An Zeliang's figure, a hint of surprise appeared in her clear eyes.

"Good morning, Anze. Why are you out so early today?"

"I was lazy today and didn't exercise." An Zeliang responded with a smile, and the lie came out naturally.

One lie always requires many lies to cover it up.

"Well, it's okay to be lazy occasionally, otherwise you might get bored of working out."

"That's right. Even if you like something and it's good for you, you'll get bored if you keep doing it. It's good to relax once in a while."

"Yeah! That's exactly what I meant! Anze-san's ability to understand is really amazing!" Nakano Aoi stroked the hair by her ears and once again admired Anze Liang's thinking.

Obviously, she had the same idea, but she couldn't express it.

Perhaps this is the difference between people. Some people vaguely understand some truths in their hearts, but they can't express them when asked to. However, some people are not only clear-headed, but also have strong language expression skills.

An Ze is obviously one of these smart people.

As they spent more time together, Nakano Aoi felt more and more that Anze was not an ordinary person.

Last night, even my sister-in-law was curious about the news about An Ze...

There is also the aloof president who seems to have some thoughts about Anze.

While Nakano Aoi was thinking about something, the two of them soon arrived at the school.

The first class was Chinese. The teacher’s teaching style was very dull and many students fell asleep while listening.

If it were any other day, An Zeliang would have just laid down and slept with them, but this morning he had been busy with code for a long time and had chatted with Nakano Aoi all the way, so instead of feeling tired mentally, he felt a little excited.

After thinking for a while about what skills to upgrade, he had no idea... so he decided to relax first.

Then, An Zeliang took out the PSP handheld game console from his schoolbag, which was a gift from the president.

It's a good thing to kill time and relax.

With his all-round gaming ability, An Zeliang can concentrate on playing games without paying attention to others.

The entire classroom was quiet. Rows of students were listening to the class attentively, occasionally lowering their heads to take notes.

Snapped!

At this moment, the Chinese teacher suddenly swung his hand, and a piece of chalk flew past and hit the head of a sleeping student.

Afterwards, the Chinese teacher frowned and scolded, expressing his disappointment.

"Inoue Kazu-san!"

"You slept during the first class this morning. Did you not sleep last night? What did you do at night?"

In an instant, several students who were about to fall asleep in the classroom were awakened. They opened their eyes wide and sat up straight.

Inoue Kazuya, who was criticized, rubbed his head and quickly sat up straight. His face was covered with red marks, which were obviously caused by the pressure of the arm while he was sleeping.

The Chinese teacher noticed this and his tone became even more passionate.

"Classmates, do you look like high school students? You don't have any youthful energy at all!"

During the scolding of the Chinese teacher, several students who had almost fallen asleep just now showed expressions of shame.

Inoue Kazu didn't dare to refute the teacher, but his eyes looked at An Zeliang who was playing games by the window.

It can't be called presumptuous, it can be said to be lawless! There are no rules!

Because An Zeliang was playing games in front of the teachers and students, and he was even unwilling to hide the game console under the table.

Too arrogant! !

however.

The Chinese teacher seemed not to notice.

He just closed his eyes for a while, but the teacher hit him on the head with chalk... An Zeliang was so arrogant, why didn't you do anything, teacher?

But Inoue Kazu only dared to think such words in his heart and didn't dare to say them out loud at all.

After all, a student had asked this question before and was severely reprimanded. It was totally asking for trouble.

"..."

Then, after the Chinese teacher scolded the students who were not paying attention, he glanced at An Zeliang who was playing games. But he only glanced at him and continued teaching.

that's it.

Not only did An Zeliang not restrain himself, but after playing games for a whole class under the teacher's nose, he felt sleepy again. It might be because he didn't get enough sleep last night... So An Zeliang started sleeping like a baby in the second class.

This scene naturally made the troublemaker in the class feel a little unhappy, a kind of unhappy feeling out of envy and jealousy.

But it is obvious that the teacher doesn't care about An Zeliang's outrageous behavior.

Even though he was smacking his lips in his sleep, the teacher didn't mind at all. Instead, he paused and continued teaching.

"Damn it! Is this the treatment for top students?" Inoue was so envious and jealous when he saw this scene.

He gritted his teeth and decided to work hard from this moment on!

I also want to be an excellent student!

I want privileges too!!

An Zeliang had no idea that he had unknowingly saved a poor student... and even helped him get into a good university.

Just like that, another class ended.

Until the last class, English class.

Teacher Hayano stood in front of An Zeliang's desk.

At this time, An Zeliang was still sleeping like a baby... I don’t know what he was dreaming about, and he was smacking his lips, as if he was drinking milk?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 139 137: Mr. Hayano is really addicted, is Hoshimiya Rin really jealous?

Hayano Hoshiko stood in front of Anze Liang, looking at him quietly, her expression looking a little serious.

Seeing this, Sayamina couldn't help but show a worried expression. Would Teacher Hayano scold Anze? She wanted to help Anze, but after thinking about it, she didn't know what to do.

After all, she was just a poor student. If she opened her mouth to explain something for An Ze, she might be misunderstood by everyone.

It is even possible that classmates may misunderstand the relationship between An Ze and themselves, which may have a bad influence on An Ze.

Thinking of this, Sayamina resisted the urge to speak, but her expression was still full of worry. Because at this moment, Hayano-sensei's expression was unprecedentedly serious, without a single fluctuation.

The other students in the class saw that the usually gentle teacher Hayano was so serious today, and they all thought that Hayano was angry and wanted to scold An Zeliang. This made some of the troublemakers inexplicably excited.

Damn top student! He is finally going to be taught a lesson!!

If you dare to sleep in Mr. Hayano's class, wait for your lesson!!!

That's right, Hayano Hoshiko's class was over, and An Zeliang was sleeping throughout the class! He even smacked his lips from time to time, which seriously affected his mood.

Even a gentle teacher like Hayano-sensei would be angry!

Thinking of this, the students looked at the serious teacher Hayano with their own thoughts, waiting for the scene of An Zeliang being taught a lesson.

However, at this moment, Hayano Hoshiko's heart was in stark contrast to her outward seriousness. She looked at An Zeliang's sleeping posture and almost cried out in excitement, but luckily she used a lot of willpower to suppress it!

"So cute! How can there be such a cute boy!" Hayano Hoshiko looked at the sleeping An Zeliang, her face slightly red, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the side of his face, but thinking that she was in the classroom now, many eyes were staring at her as a teacher, she could only forcibly restrain this perverted desire...

Just at this moment, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

An Zeliang seemed to be woken up, or rather, woke up from his sleep... His eyelids moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Mr. Hayano standing in front of him. He was a little unhappy—of course, he wasn't unhappy with Mr. Hayano, but with the bell for the end of get out of class.

He just opened his mouth, and at the critical moment, he was interrupted!

Damn it!

An Zeliang rubbed his confused eyes and yawned, "Good morning, Mr. Hayano..."

Classmates: “?”

It's already noon, okay!

Mr. Hayano, why don't you educate this over-the-top guy? ?

The students' eyes were focused on Hayano Hoshiko, with some concerns and expectations...

At this time, Hayano Hoshiko looked calm and spoke in a very calm tone: "Anze, it's already noon, and my classes are over."

"Oh, I didn't expect my sleep quality is so good." An Zeliang's tone sounded as if he was quite satisfied. How could the students not feel jealous?

Teacher Hayano was silent for a while, then said slowly, "Anze, come to my office with me. I want to talk to you about something."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Looks like he's angry.

An Zeliang didn't feel anything, although he thought that Teacher Hayano might want to educate him, but based on his understanding of Teacher Hayano, he would at most care about a few things related to study, and would not do anything like scolding.

So, An Zeliang stretched his body and walked out of the classroom.

As the two figures disappeared at the door of the classroom, a heated discussion suddenly broke out from the classroom.

"Mr. Hayano called An Zeliang to his office alone. Is he going to give him a severe reprimand?"

"I guess so. He got his comeuppance for sleeping in class every day!"

"Did you see Hayano-sensei's expression? This is the first time I've seen her so serious and angry. An Zeliang is definitely going to be scolded badly this time!"

"Hey, Inoue, what do you think?"

"... "

Hearing someone asking for his opinion, Inoue Kazu, who was studying hard, raised his head and glanced at the door where An Zeliang's back was no longer visible. He slowly said, "I don't think so. Maybe Mr. Hayano just has other things to do, or even a reward."

"what?"

Everyone was stunned.

award?

Not only are you not scolded for sleeping in class, but you are even rewarded?

Inoue Kazu stopped participating in other people's discussions and took out his lunch box, opened his textbook, and while eating his lunch, he seriously reviewed the course content he had missed.

He wants to work hard and become an excellent student like An Zeliang!

No, it’s to surpass An Zeliang!!

At the same time, Saya, who was sitting in the back row, looked in the direction where An Zeliang left, her eyes full of worry.

Even a gentle person like Hayano-sensei got angry. It will definitely not be an easy time for Anze-san this time, right?

When he comes back, I have to think of a way to comfort him...

Seeing that An Zeliang, who had helped her, was in trouble, Sayamina lost her appetite and even took out the lunch box, and kept praying in her heart.

At this time, in the office.

It was lunch time, and not only students but teachers also needed to rest and eat, so when An Zeliang and Hayano walked into the classroom, except for a few teachers in the office who brought their own lunch boxes, most of the other teachers had gone to the cafeteria.

When they saw An Zeliang, the talented and top student, come in, the teachers who were still in the office greeted him with a smile and then went to rest and have lunch.

"Student Anze, please sit down first."

Hayano-sensei pointed to the stool in front of him.

Seeing the serious look on his face, An Zeliang pulled a chair over and sat down, and asked, "Teacher Hayano, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Although he also thought that Mr. Hayano was going to teach him a lesson, he was not panicked at all.

At this time, Hayano Hoshiko, with a slightly serious expression, took out her mobile phone.

"An Ze, look at this..."

She opened the album and searched for a while, then placed it in front of An Zeliang.

On the phone screen, a familiar character came into view, with fluttering pink short hair, cute droopy eyes, and a pair of iconic angel wings...Isn't this Ikaros?

An Zeliang showed a puzzled expression and looked at Teacher Hayano.

But Mr. Hayano's expression seemed a little strange, as if he was restraining something, but he couldn't restrain the smile on his lips. It gradually became more unrestrained, and he said with a bit of boasting: "Anze, how is it? Is the teacher good?"