Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Sister Dongyue, you are a very nice person.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 164 162: Chinese Medicine An Zeliang, Hayano Hoshiko: I'm downstairs!

An Zeliang looked at the milk in the cup with a thoughtful expression.

He remembered the strange express delivery from Dong Yuefeng that was labeled with computer accessories.

If I understand correctly, then there must be a connection between the two. But logically speaking, Dong Yuefeng shouldn't do such a thing, right?

This is illegal!

At this moment, Dong Yuefeng tilted her head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Xiaoliang, do you want some sugar or something? Sister will get it for you."

Aphrodisiacs are colorless and odorless, and are difficult to prevent. An Zeliang carefully observed the hot milk in his hand, but didn't see anything unusual, so he put it back on the table for the time being.

"No need, Sister Dongyue. I suddenly don't want to drink milk anymore." An Zeliang shook his head, wanting to see Dong Yuefeng's reaction.

"Xiaoliang, you can't do this!" Dong Yuefeng blinked, his face full of sincere concern.

"You know, high school is a critical period for boys to grow. If you don't drink more milk to supplement calcium, you will only be this tall in your life."

"It's just a glass of milk. It won't take up much space in your stomach. Just grit your teeth, close your eyes, and drink it like you're taking medicine."

"Come on, come on. After you finish drinking, I promise to give you a reward."

"Reward? What kind of reward exactly? Sister Dongyue, why don't you explain it in more detail to give me some motivation." An Zeliang pretended not to understand.

"This..." Dong Yuefeng looked at him with bright eyes and smiled gently and obediently, "I will tell you after Xiaoliang finishes drinking. Otherwise, it will ruin the surprise if I tell you now."

"is it?"

An Zeliang shook the milk and said with a smile: "Sister Dongyue... why are you always in a hurry for me to drink it now? Did you add something to this cup of hot milk?"

"Uh...how is this possible!" Dong Yuefeng touched his nose with his fair little hand and quickly explained with a smile.

"I just thought that Xiaoliang was too tired at school and needed more nourishment, so I wanted you to drink it... After all, as a sister, I always worry that my brother will not be obedient."

"Oh, but I'm really full now and can't drink any more." An Zeliang said, touching his stomach.

"Okay, then remember to drink at night... If you feel uncomfortable after drinking, come and knock on your sister's door. I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to my room to rest first. Xiaoliang, you should also drink early... No, go to bed early." Dong Yuefeng's speech, which was obviously not in the right state, made An Zeliang even more suspicious.

At this time, Dong Yuefeng walked out of the bedroom with a thoughtful look on his face.

Did my stinky little brother discover something?

I think should not be.

But what if he doesn’t drink milk at night?

If he doesn’t drink milk…will he be thirsty at night?

As he was thinking, Dong Yuefeng suddenly remembered something and walked to the living room.

There were several washed teacups and a kettle on the living room table.

"Don't drink milk? Then...you have to drink water, right?"

Dong Yuefeng rolled her eyes and cunningly took out a transparent plastic bag from the small pocket of her nightgown. The label on it had been torn off long ago, and only half of the powder was left in the bag.

Click.

After glancing at the teacup, Dong Yuefeng thought for a moment and decisively opened the lid of the kettle, intending to solve all problems at the source. He poured the remaining half bag of powder into the kettle, then shook the kettle to allow the powder to fully dissolve.

After everything was ready, she put the kettle back to its original place, and it looked normal.

"Hehe... Stupid brother, tonight I will make sure you can never escape from my sister's grasp!"

Dong Yuefeng narrowed his eyes and suddenly revealed a sly and complacent smile like a fox. He already had a perfect plan in his mind.

Then, she tiptoed back silently, glancing at An Zeliang's bedroom door and smiling secretly.

"Um……?"

In the bedroom, An Zeliang sat up and suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"The air conditioning temperature is a bit too low."

An Zeliang picked up the air conditioner remote control and adjusted the temperature from 23 degrees back to 26 degrees. Sure enough, the chill on his back gradually disappeared.

Then, he tapped on the keyboard and checked the website's programming code... There were basically no problems. He just needed to make a web front end and design the UI, and then it could be released for use.

However, if you want to launch a website online, having good programming is only the most basic requirement. Hardware such as the server determines whether the website can support the clicks and operations of a large number of users, as well as the storage and transmission of information.

It's like you bought a computer with Win11 system and Intel i9 chip, but the memory and video memory combined are only G, and the graphics card is integrated... What's the point of this?

"What server to rent, how big to rent, how to negotiate... these messy things, when looking at the simulation, can they be done together with the location selection of the offline office?"

After An Zeliang searched the prices of several servers, he didn't think any more about it.

Sorry, as long as you are doing business, you can do whatever you want as long as you have a simulation system.

Ding Dong!

At this moment, An Zeliang's cell phone rang. He took a look and saw that the sender was still Ibuki Yuki.

"An Ze, have you read the update? What do you think?"

"I just finished watching it. I didn't expect the ending to be like this. It's unexpected, but also reasonable. The author has a good control over the plot rhythm of this animation." An Zeliang thought about it and replied more seriously.

"I think so too!"

Ibuki Yuki replied quickly, with an excited kitten emoticon at the end.

Then, instead of sending a bunch of messages quickly like usual, she paused for a few minutes and sent a very cute cat picture.

"Well...it's getting late now. Anze-san, are you going to rest?"

"I'm not going to sleep yet. I'm going to watch some animation analysis videos or something." An Zeliang replied casually.

"Really!!!"

As soon as a few exclamation marks appeared, Ibuki Yuki's excitement was evident on the paper. With a ding-dong sound, An Zeliang's phone also received the next message.

"Well...can I call Anze-san? I kind of want to talk to someone about the plot of the anime."

Seeing this, An Zeliang was a little surprised.

Ibuki Yuki is one of the most popular female stars. She is very popular among the people and is also very likable judging by the reviews online.

But after watching the animation update, Ibuki Yuki was so excited that she didn't go to chat with her friends or girlfriends, but instead talked to him...

Why does it feel like... Ibuki Yuki doesn't seem to have many friends?

Or is he a hidden otaku who dares not reveal himself?

Without thinking any more, An Zeliang pressed the keyboard.

"sure."

As soon as he sent the three words, his cell phone rang and the caller ID showed Ibuki Yuki.

"Good evening, Miss Ibuki."

An Zeliang picked up the phone and greeted with a smile.

"Good evening, Anze-san..." Ibuki Yuki's voice was warm and pleasant, the kind of voice that when you hear it on the radio, you can imagine a soft face.

But the next second, Ibuki Yuki's slightly excited voice destroyed this warm feeling and sounded much more enthusiastic.

"Mr. Anze, in the animation, Klein met the mysterious boy twice, and the first commission was also this boy. I think he must be an important character in the future. He will definitely become stronger with Klein's help, and help Klein get revenge in the end."

"Hmm? Why do you think so, Ms. Ibuki?" When dealing with someone who has a strong desire to share, the best answer is to ask questions, so An Zeliang didn't say much, but asked cooperatively.

Just as he thought, Ibuki Yuki began to talk about her discoveries and cited many details from the animation to support her point of view.

At the end, Ibuki Yuki came to the conclusion very confidently.

"I think that according to the development of most animation routines, this boy's background must be complicated. He might be hiding some dark forces and have a tragic past. He needs Klein to save him and make him completely convinced. In the end, he might even use his life to help Klein complete his revenge..."

Ibuki Yuki suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds, she let out a long sigh, her voice sounding a little sad.

"Hey……"

"The death of Klein's former teammate is sad enough. I wonder what will happen when this boy dies..."

"The author's animation is so realistic and delicate that I can easily get into the mood..."

Hearing this, An Zeliang thought for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"Ms. Ibuki, your guess makes sense... But I don't think the author intends to develop it this way."

On the other end of the phone, Ibuki Yuki was lying on the bed with a small table and a laptop in front of her and her cell phone next to her. While she was talking on the phone, she occasionally tapped on the keyboard, as if she was actually writing something.

Because she was at home, she was dressed casually, wearing only a loose white T-shirt. Her long legs were spread wide open, revealing a touch of classic blue and white stripes.

Hearing An Zeliang's words, she subconsciously sat up straight, and her sad mood ended, replaced by a hint of curiosity.

"…Anze-san, what is your guess?"

"Klein has just been resurrected and has come to a new city. The Tarot Club branch has not yet been completed, and revenge has only just begun. Add in the long branch stories of some new characters, and the story is a bit too messy..."

After all, An Zeliang knew the ending of the story. If he wanted to make any guesses, he could just reverse the story process. It sounded reasonable and the master was convincing.

"So, this boy is most likely just a lead-in, and he won't play an important role later. I feel that Klein's development focus is still on the Tarot Club. After all, now that Klein has separated from his former teammates and organization, he is very weak. He must have a new organization to rely on. The Tarot Club is very suitable, as he is both a controller and a participant..."

After roughly telling his guess, An Zeliang asked with a smile.

"Ms. Ibuki, what do you think?"

"... "

"..."

The other end of the phone fell into silence.

Boom boom boom!

Ibuki Yuki muted her microphone, then raised her hand and pounded the bed a few times, her eyes full of surprise.

"Huh... calm down, calm down. It's rare to meet someone who understands the plot so well. Don't scare him away..."

After muttering a few words, Ibuki Yuki cleared her throat, then turned off the mute and continued.

"An Ze is indeed an animator. His thinking is different from others. His guess is very logical and reasonable!"

"Before I heard your analysis, I thought I had guessed the author's idea. Now that you've said this, I'm really a little unsure."

"No, no, Ms. Ibuki's guess is also very impressive." An Zeliang responded with the standard template of commercial mutual flattery.

Da da.

At this time, Ibuki Yuki clicked the mouse, called up her schedule, looked through it carefully, and then asked hesitantly.

"Anze-san, actually recently... there is an offline tea party for anime fans. There are not many people, and the location happens to be in Tokyo."

"I want to join, but it's a bit hard to go alone... Anze, are you free then? Would you like to go with me?"

As the website is about to be launched, I should improve my relationship with Ibuki Yuki, and then ask her to help with advertising and attract some users.

An Zeliang thought so and responded.

"Okay, about when is it?"

"The time hasn't been decided yet. After all, everyone is either working or in school and has limited free time, so we have been discussing a suitable date and want everyone to be able to participate." Ibuki Yuki seemed to have thought of the answer a long time ago, and a long string of words popped out.

"For me, any weekend is fine, since that's when the school is closed."

"Yeah, I understand." Ibuki Yuki suddenly looked up at the computer screen, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and she looked a little conflicted. Finally, she couldn't help but say.

"Mr. Anze, I have a friend who is also a loyal fan of this animation. Can I share with her what you just talked about with me? Then, she might also write some analytical articles and quote your views..."

"Of course! As your friend, I will pay you the licensing fee and will never let your hard-earned guesses be taken away for nothing... Anze, what do you think?"

"We are all like-minded, so of course you can." An Zeliang didn't care and agreed casually.

"Yes! Thank you, Anze." Ibuki Yuki seemed a little excited.

"It's getting late today, An Ze, you should go to bed early. I won't call you anymore. Go talk to my friend about the authorization."

"When the analysis is finished, Mr. Anze, just tell me how you want to sign your name."

"Okay, good night then, Miss Ibuki."

An Zeliang hung up the phone. After talking for so long, he felt a little thirsty.