Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

As the bell rang, Hayano Hoshiko yawned and walked into the classroom, her eyes naturally sweeping across the familiar seat.

The next second, she was slightly stunned, and she suddenly became a little more sober.

"Didn't Anze come to school?"

Hayano Hoshiko asked subconsciously.

Some teachers have the habit of calling the roll before class. It is normal to ask a question if they see a student is absent.

So the other students in the class didn't find it strange, and some of them simply looked at Nakano Aoi.

After all…the two of them are not only members of the same club, but they also eat Nakano Aoi’s homemade bento together every day and go home together after school…

Nakano Aoi should be the one who knows best where An Zeliang went.

"Mr. Hayano, Anze-san has asked for leave."

Nakano Aoi replied.

"...Took a leave? Are you feeling unwell?" Hayano Hoshiko asked curiously.

"Well, that should be it."

"...I understand. Let's continue the class. Classmates, please turn to the book first..." Hayano Hoshiko nodded thoughtfully. As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, clicked on someone's communication interface, and asked.

"Mr. Yamada, did your classmate Xing Gong ask for leave today?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 183 180: Tamamo Yuki’s invitation, met the scum killer!

Teacher Yamada is the homeroom teacher of Hoshimiya Rin's class, so he naturally knows whether the students in the class have asked for leave.

This class was probably not Mr. Yamada's class. Not long after Hayano Hoshiko sent the message, Mr. Yamada replied with a message.

"Hiroshimiya-san didn't ask for leave, Hayano-sensei, what do you want to talk to her about?"

"No, no, I just suddenly remembered that I haven't asked Xinggong-san whether she wants to participate in the next math competition. I'll talk to her later when I have time."

While asking her students to read an English text, Hoshiko Hayano lowered her head and sent text messages.

Seeing Teacher Yamada say that Hoshimiya Rin did not ask for leave, some confusion appeared in her eyes, but soon, she seemed to understand something and continued to type on the keyboard to edit the message.

Ten seconds later, Hayano Hoshiko pressed the send button again.

"Teacher Yamada, after school this afternoon, can you help me take the new teacher to get a general idea of ​​the current teaching progress?"

"I have some math competition-related matters to deal with today, so I will leave school after school, so I may not be able to spare any extra time."

In the last mathematics competition, An Zeliang led his team to win first place, defeating other prestigious schools and becoming a dark horse.

That was the first time in all those years that Qingshan High School won first place in a mathematics competition.

The school did a lot of publicity for this, and not only was it finally able to hold its head high when facing other universities, the attitude towards An Zeliang naturally became very serious, and it had already started preparing for the next mathematics competition in advance.

Kuroda Shin, who previously participated in math competitions with An Zeliang and others, now attends cram school every day after school for special training for the competition.

On the contrary, An Zeliang, the contestant who had made the final decision in the competition, revealed his intention not to continue participating in the competition when the principal asked him again later.

If he was constantly questioned or forced, An Zeliang would most likely get bored and simply refuse to participate in the competition, so the school did not dare to continue questioning An Zeliang, but instead handed the relevant matters over to Hayano Hoshiko, a teacher who had a good relationship with An Zeliang.

So when Mr. Yamada saw Hayano Hoshiko said that she was going to deal with the mathematics competition, his response was very positive.

"Well, go ahead and do it, Mr. Hayano, and I'll leave the new teacher to me."

"You were An Ze's team leader in the last math competition. If you handle it, An Ze might be willing to agree to participate in the next math competition."

Hayano Hoshiko blinked, and the smile on her lips seemed inexplicably guilty.

"Well... I will find a way to persuade classmate Anze."

After giving a brief reply, Hayano Hoshiko saw that the students were still reading the text, so she put her phone behind the textbook and clicked on the convenience store's delivery service.

Then, she swiped the screen seriously, looked at it carefully, and added a few things to the shopping cart from time to time.

When she slid to the bottom of the product, Hayano Hoshiko was slightly stunned. She looked around with a guilty look and her cheeks turned a little red.

After hesitantly poking the screen twice with her fingertips, Hayano Hoshiko still put the item into the shopping cart, muttering very quietly.

"One is enough... No, two is better..."

"Hmm... let's just say one! Sick people need more rest..."

"... "

At the same time, in downtown Tokyo.

A taxi stopped by the roadside. An Zeliang paid the fare, opened the door and got out.

Central District.

Like all large cities, Tokyo is divided into many districts.

Now An Zeliang has come to Chuo Ward. Just as the name suggests, Chuo Ward is the central area of ​​Tokyo's economy, information, and commerce, and it is also Japan's financial and commercial center.

At this time, An Zeliang looked around and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"So many people!"

That's right...

There are too many people in the Central District!

There are endless cars on the road, and it feels like there is a traffic jam every moment.

The constant flow of people on the street is like the 8 a.m. subway in BJ, office workers in suits and ties, office ladies in professional suits... countless office workers are either holding mobile phones or wearing Bluetooth headsets, making calls in a hurry and walking very fast.

Just by standing inside, An Zeliang was filled with the miserable atmosphere of a corporate slave.

During this short walk, An Zeliang even saw several people sitting on the curb, with their notebooks on their knees, making phone calls while revising their plans...

"Japan's street lights are really a bit too empty."

An Zeliang couldn't help but complain.

However, Japan has a small land area and a large population, and there are even more unscrupulous companies. Although this scene is exaggerated, it is also within An Zeliang's expectations.

After sighing, An Zeliang went straight to a suitable office location in the central area. He had already made an appointment with a negotiation agent here in advance, and soon the two sides discussed details such as rent and rental period.

After a full half hour, An Zeliang stopped the discussion, picked up the teacup and drank a sip of water to moisten his throat, and the expression on his face became somewhat helpless.

This is a very suitable place for website development, and you can also meet many business leaders nearby and further expand your circle.

But the contract is so overbearing!

Not only is the rent ridiculously expensive...but the length of the lease is also determined by the landlord, with no room for maneuver.

In fact, An Zeliang could probably foresee this situation.

The reason why the contract for this place went smoothly in the simulation was because his team in the simulation included Hoshimiya Rin and Nakano Aoi... With so many fathers-in-law and so many connections, things naturally went more smoothly.

But real life is different.

But... there are more than one suitable place, so there is no need to waste time.

An Zeliang slowly drank the water in the teacup, then said some polite words, stood up to say goodbye, took a taxi to the next place, and planned to inspect several suitable locations for offline offices today.

With the experience in simulation, An Zeliang conducted the field investigation very quickly.

Soon, it was already noon.

An Zeliang also arrived at the last place, Shinjuku District.

The Aoyama High School he attended is in Bunkyo Ward, and Shinjuku Ward is right next to Bunkyo Ward, so the distance is very close and convenient for commuting.

Unfortunately, the Shinjuku area is a bit too chaotic. Not only are there many Kabukichos, but there are probably also many gang forces in private... During the most chaotic times, many online urban legends were created.

It can be said to be Tokyo Brotherhood.

However, An Zeliang is not afraid of those gangsters. If something happens, he will just call the police or go find his wife.

After half an hour.

An Zeliang walked out of the office building with a cross-body bag on him, which contained contracts, seals and other things.

Because Shinjuku is relatively chaotic, all the terms of the contract are very suitable. The rent is even lower than the market price. The interior is also decorated. The employees hired later can move in with their bags and start working with just one click.

After negotiating with the agent, An Zeliang signed the rental contract directly, called the server manufacturer, and quickly rented the server, which would be installed on site within two days.

After everything was done, An Zeliang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next we have to wait for the server to be ready... um, I also have to contact Saya-san and tell her about the live broadcast."

As An Zeliang was thinking, he walked into a convenience store on the roadside, picked up a bottle of water and a lunch box, and walked to the checkout counter. He was really tired from running around today, and was too lazy to go to the restaurant for dinner, so he just ate some lunch box to make do.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Hello, could you please heat up these two rice balls for me?"

An Zeliang was slightly startled and turned to look behind him.

"…Ms. Matsui?"

"... "

Inside the school.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Nakano Aoi stood up subconsciously, took out the lunch box she had prepared last night, and wanted to walk towards An Zeliang's seat.

"An Zetong..."

But after taking two steps, Nakano Aoi saw the empty seat, and the voice and footsteps stopped at the same time.

"Oh... yes, Anze-san has asked for leave today."

After muttering to herself, Aoi Nakano looked at the two identical lunch boxes in her hands, with a hesitant look on her face.

It seemed like after An Zeliang was no longer in school...she suddenly didn't know what to do...

After hesitating for a few seconds standing beside Anze Liang's seat, Nakano Aoi thought of something, put the lunch box back into the bag, and walked out of the classroom carrying the lunch box.

"... "

Sayamina looked at her back and moved her feet as if she wanted to catch up with her, but in the end, she stopped and sat back in her seat silently.

Looking at An Zeliang's empty seat... Sayamina's eyes were full of worry, and she didn't open the lunch box for a long time.

A few minutes later, inside a convenience store.

An Zeliang and Matsui Reina sat in a quiet corner of the dining area.

"I didn't expect to see you here... Today is Tuesday, shouldn't Anze be in class?"

The surprise that Matsui Rena felt when she first saw An Zeliang had long since faded away. As she spoke, she took off the mask on her face and revealed a friendly smile.

"I have something to do in Shinjuku." An Zeliang explained casually, without saying much, he opened his bento and started eating.

Matsui Reina nodded and picked up the hot rice ball to open it, but at this moment, her fingertips suddenly twitched.

pat!

The heated rice ball immediately slipped from my fingertips and fell to the ground.

Matsui Reina frowned slightly, then returned to her normal expression. She rubbed her wrist gently and wanted to bend down to pick up the rice ball.

"Let me do it, Miss Matsui." An Zeliang said, bending down to pick up the rice ball and handing it to Matsui Rena.

"Excuse me, Anze-san."

Matsui Reina smiled sheepishly and took the rice ball. As she did so, the sleeves of her sweatshirt swayed, revealing a small section of her slender arm, which was wrapped in circles of bandages and had blood oozing from several places.

"Ms. Matsui, how are you injured?" An Zeliang was slightly stunned, and his tone naturally carried a bit of concern.

"Well... when I was moving recently, I accidentally got hit on the arm by a box, and this is what happened..." Matsui Rena showed a helpless expression, and there was nothing wrong with her words.

Matsui Reina is already injured now, and in the simulation, she will return to Bunkyo Ward in a seriously injured state a few days later and collapse in the alley near the apartment.

Who was the person who hurt Matsui Reina...the so-called stalker?

An Zeliang was confused for a moment.

But he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he frowned slightly and deliberately showed a hesitant look.

"move place?"

Then, An Zeliang seemed to have thought of something, showed a worried expression, and continued.