Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

An Zeliang made a final summary of these remarks while eating a pork bun sold at a convenience store.

"When we are just born, we are all like a piece of barbecued pork. We all learn how to do things. No one knows everything, and no one knows nothing."

"Yeah." Tamamo Yuki nodded, the blush on her face had long since disappeared, and she was no longer embarrassed. "I'll take the train on the weekend and experience it. I'll take notes."

"I'll go with you." Ibuki Yuki's eyes were moist for some reason. "As a senior, I have the responsibility to take care of the juniors."

"Thank you, Miss Ibuki." Tamamo Yuki thanked her obediently.

As a passerby, Kei Fukada naturally did not say much. He just sat aside and listened quietly, with his head lowered and a look of shame in his eyes.

At first, she thought that An Zeliang was just saying nice words to comfort Tamamo Yuki, but she didn't expect that after listening to him, her heart was really touched.

After working for six years, she had forgotten that when she graduated from college, she found that there were too many things that were not taught in school and no one in the workplace was willing to tell her. She felt helpless and panicked, looking for help everywhere.

"Tamamo-san, I'm sorry."

Suddenly, Kei Fukada didn't know where the impulse came from in his heart, and these words came out of his mouth, with tears in his eyes.

"Hey, what, what happened suddenly?" Tamamo Yuki opened her eyes wide and took out her handkerchief in a hurry.

"It's nothing... I feel really sorry for bothering you until last night." Fukada Kei smiled and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye. Her emotions had calmed down a lot.

"I just found out when I was buying breakfast that my car is ready. I have some things to do at the TV station, so I have to go back now."

"Ms. Fukada, please bring breakfast with you." Tamamo Yuki seemed to have forgotten that this reporter was harassing her and was determined to get the interview, and she was still showing serious concern.

"Okay, thank you." Fukada Kei stood up, "Anze-san, can you give me a ride?"

"Let's go." An Zeliang took a sip of water, stood up, walked out of the house with her, and stood next to the car.

"Ms. Fukada, what do you want to tell me?" An Zeliang asked straight to the point.

"When I was a student, my approach was very direct." Katsura Fukada smiled, but his tone was less attentive and his tone was very calm.

"Well, to be honest, Anze-san, I know you didn't want me to have any contact with Tamamo-san yesterday."

"I've been very busy recently, so I haven't paid much attention to Xiao Xing." An Zeliang was telling the truth, "But she's not shy with you, which means you've come here many times, and you've probably mentioned the interview many times."

"I was under a lot of pressure at work, and at that time..." Kei Fukada wanted to explain something.

"You just use her past as interview material." An Zeliang interrupted her lightly and pointed out this fact.

"...Well, I am." Fukada Kei had nothing to say and could only scratch his head awkwardly, "But I don't plan to interview her now."

"Tamamo-san... is actually having a much harder time than me. I can't get the materials. It's just a job change."

"She is such a good person. If she is really chosen as material and hyped up... her life will be very difficult. Very difficult."

"... "

An Zeliang did not respond. He remembered that when he first met Tamamo Yuki, the injustice of the little girl's parents had not been cleared up yet. She depended on her grandmother for everything, worked to support the family, and was insulted by netizens as the daughter of a murderer.

Those days were indeed not something that ordinary people could live through.

However, Tamamo Yuki not only survived, but her heart remained pure, innocent and kind.

Even though he knew that the interview that Kei Fukada was talking about would not be good for him, he did not chase the other person away when it was raining heavily.

He casually said that the company's craftsmanship was not good, so Xiao Daimeng took out all his money, not even leaving money for living expenses and tuition, and wanted to help for free...

This little cute boy really deserves a position as a good friend!

The forever kind!

But how could An Zeliang say these words to Fukada Kei? Seeing that the other party was about to lose his temper, he interrupted him in time.

"Well, Ms. Fukada, it's time for you to go back."

"Well, I won't think about using victims as material anymore, Yasawa-san, you can rest assured." Katsura Fukada said with a smile.

"Of course I'm relieved." An Zeliang looked at her, suddenly laughed, and took out the recording phone in his arms.

"Last time, someone spread rumors and slandered our company on the Internet, and was wanted by the police department throughout Tokyo."

"This time, I have real-life evidence. If anything happens, I believe that wanted posters will be flying everywhere again."

"There will definitely be a lot of people on the Internet, vying to be the first snowflake to brave the world."

"I...you..." Kei Fukada was stunned.

She was moved by Tamamo Yuki, and her conscience got the better of her, so she gave up the interview and continued to have a sincere conversation with him... but An Zeliang actually recorded it???

At this time, An Zeliang also pressed the progress button, and the recording started playing from there immediately.

"You are just using her past as interview material."

"…Well, I am."

The two conversations rang clearly in his ears, and Kei Fukada felt numb all over.

The reporter admitted that she did not regard the interviewees as human beings, but as material, and was only thinking about making explosive news... If this gets out, she will be finished!

"Anze-san, you...you are totally different from me in school. I am much more sincere than you!"

"Unscrupulous reporter, stop talking nonsense." An Zeliang put his phone away again and said expressionlessly, "You have been harassing my good friend for so long. It's already very polite of me to hold a handle on you."

"I won't report it anymore, and I won't harass her anymore, really." Fukada Kei repeated helplessly.

"No." An Zeliang suddenly smiled, "The interview still needs to continue, but I have the final say on how to continue and how to use the materials."

"But as for the producer, it's not me who has the final say." Katsura Fukada had a headache.

"Sister Ibuki has the final say." An Zeliang didn't panic at all. Even if the TV station didn't broadcast it, his Douyin was still a platform. It would be more convenient to broadcast it directly and have everything under control.

It’s just that the TV station is more formal, and the linkage between the two sides will facilitate subsequent development.

In fact, An Zeliang did not expect that Fukada Kei's conscience would be discovered so quickly. He had originally planned to use threats and inducements, but as soon as Xiao Daimeng took action, he was immediately moved.

"In this case, you still have to continue interviewing Tamamo Yuki, and the subject will naturally not be the victim."

"What's your topic?" Kei Fukada couldn't beat the other man in a fight, and his thighs weren't as thick as the other man's, so he could only choose to be obedient.

"Let's start with a simple little hit." An Zeliang had already thought about it and said slowly.

"After three days in the village, my second sister cured my mental internal problems."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 243 240: She is my girlfriend, she is also

Tamamo Yuki's parents had been bearing the blame for too long and had to wait for more than ten years for a reversal. However, before they had the chance to make a big fuss and give Tamamo Yuki justice, Jun'ichi Watanabe was killed by the scumbag killer.

What kind of life did Tamamo Kou live in these ten years? How did Jun'ichi Watanabe disguise himself as a righteous reporter?

The twists and turns involved could fill at least a 50-episode criminal investigation series.

Just like what Kei Fukada thought, by slowly interviewing to find out the details and then slightly processing them with the Spring and Autumn style, it will be a sure-fire hit material.

However, Tamamo Yuki was not harassed much.

After a little thought, An Zeliang knew that it was some arrogant little rich woman who quietly protected Tamamo Yuki. After all, her father was the head of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. As long as Hoshimiya Masaki shook his head, it would be very easy for the Metropolitan Police Department to conceal the information of a young girl from top to bottom.

Kei Fukada was able to find Tamamo Yuki because she was a reporter for Tokyo TV and worked in the same industry as Jun'ichi Watanabe. She had heard something about the matter, so she was able to find clues.

If there is one, there will be a second.

Now that it has been discovered, we must deal with it early and make plans early.

"Anyway, Ms. Fukada, please continue the interview. I will continue to communicate with you about the general direction."

After adding the contact information and seeing off Kei Fukada, An Zeliang took a look at his daily settlement.

【Yesterday’s quality of life summary】

[You had a good lunch, points +1]

[You talk and interact with Mr. Hayano, points +5]

[You talked and interacted with Xinggong Lin, points +5]

[You talked and interacted with Yuki Tamamo, points +3]

[You helped your injured friend wholeheartedly, points +1]

[You had a good rest at night, points +1]

【you……】

[Your total points yesterday: 43]

[40 points have been given away for free every day]

[Current simulation level: 3]

[Simulation Time Corridor: Five Years]

[Experience value: 8/30]

[Career Points: 1088]

There are currently no practical intermediate skills to upgrade, so An Zeliang took a look and closed the daily settlement page.

After breakfast, Ibuki Yuki drove Anze Liang and Tamamo Yuki to school. On the way, Anze Liang also went to a convenience store to buy a new breakfast.

"Xiaoliang, weren't you full just now?" Ibuki Yuki asked with some confusion.

"This is for our English teacher. The first class today is her class." An Zeliang explained with a smile.

"So that's how it is. Top students do have a good relationship with their teachers." Ibuki Yuki casually said something flattering.

An Zeliang looked at the good morning message sent by Hayano Hoshiko, and saw that she had tidied the apartment and even took photos, expressing her proud look of being a good woman, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Well, his relationship with Hayano Hoshiko is really extraordinary.

When they were almost at the school, Anze Liang asked Ibuki Yuki to stop on the side of the road. Because of her special identity, it was okay for her to be recognized, but she was afraid of being surrounded by enthusiastic fans and unable to move.

"See you on Saturday then, Xiaoliang. After your interview is over, I will go shoot a video with Xiaoxing."

"Be careful on the road, Ibuki-san."

Ibuki Yuki smiled and waved her hand, then slid up the car window, restarted the car and left.

At this time, several female high school students walked quickly from behind and asked uncertainly.

"Anze-san, the person who just sent you here... looks a bit like Ibuki Yuki!"

"Hmm?" An Zeliang looked at the unfamiliar faces in front of him. After recollecting for a while, he remembered that these seemed to be his classmates. However, he couldn't even remember the name of a single person.

"You guys have such sharp eyes. In fact, it was Ibuki Yuki who sent us here today."

An Zeliang will then arrange for Ibuki Yuki to cooperate with the school to carry out a series of activities... All of this will be publicized in advance, and it is only a matter of time before the students know about it, so there is naturally nothing to hide.

But after hearing An Zeliang's words, these unfamiliar female classmates looked at each other and started laughing.

"Really... If An Zeliang didn't admit it, I would have thought I really saw Ibuki Yuki..."

"As soon as Anze admitted it... I suddenly felt that I must have seen it wrong."

"No, no, I won't believe Anze-san. You fooled Yoko-chan so badly before, and she even raised her hand in public in class... It's really embarrassing!"

"Student An Ze, this is not good. Why do you always want to deceive us girls?"

"... "

Sometimes it is like this, when something too outrageous is confirmed, people will not believe it, but if it is constantly denied, they will believe it instead.

It's like the flat earth thing.

So, An Zeliang just smiled and didn't argue.

"I always tell the truth to girls. If you don't want to believe it, there's nothing I can do."

"Student An Ze, you shouldn't be in the psychology club. You should be in the drama club."

The few strange female classmates didn't take it seriously. After all, Ibuki was too far away. No matter how outstanding Anzeliang was, he was just a student. Everyone was just bragging and chattering. How could what they said be true?

After arriving at school, these female classmates passed little notes to Yoko Yamashita during morning reading.

"Yoko, today Anzawa said that Ibuki Yuki came to take him to school."

"If we weren't smart, we would have been fooled by his serious look."

When she saw the note, veins on Yoko Yamashita's forehead jumped and the pencil left deep marks on the note.

"An Zeliang told me personally that he knew Ibuki Yuki. An Zeliang admitted it himself!"