Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"No more. Just follow my movements and watch carefully." An Zeliang came to his senses, but did not take advantage of the opportunity. He was afraid that the little arrogant girl would suddenly struggle and get pricked by the needle, so he really started teaching.

Xinggong Lin just came from a wealthy family and had never done these things before. It's not that she was too clumsy to learn, so she learned the basics in just a few minutes and even learned how to hide the thread ends.

However, she estimated that she could only use it now, and in the future, she might never pick up a needle and thread again.

"How about it? You may learn faster if you practice." An Zeliang let go of her little hand, stood up and stretched.

The student chair was too small. Even though Xingmiya Rin's butt was small, it still took up a certain amount of space, making him very uncomfortable.

If I had known this earlier, I would have let Xingmiya Rin sit on my lap. She doesn’t weigh much anyway.

"Practice is indeed the fastest way to get results." Xinggong Lin agreed, and suddenly changed the subject, "The freshest blood of mankind is in the thigh... After seeing this sentence, have you really put it into practice?"

...Little Tsundere didn’t say it, but she kept it very clearly in her mind!

An Zeliang shook his head decisively: "I haven't tried it, don't talk nonsense, I just read it from books."

"I'm going to the bathroom, Rin-chan, why don't you try sewing one yourself."

After performing a three-hit and pee-running combo, An Zeliang turned around and walked out of the classroom. As soon as he stepped out of the door, his cell phone rang.

A message from Xinggong Lin.

“Practice brings true knowledge.”

"Liang Jun, please wash it carefully sometime, and we can try it out."

An Zeliang raised an eyebrow.

"Just tonight, you come home with me."

“It’s definitely the right time.”

"... "

Not long after An Zeliang left, Nakano Aoi returned to the classroom with Band-Aids on her fingertips. When she saw Hoshimiya Rin sitting in her seat, she was slightly stunned, but didn't seem surprised.

The two greeted each other, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then continued doing their own things, feeling like the most familiar strangers.

However, after seeing Hoshimiya Rin calmly unraveling the thread for the third time, Nakano Aoi still leaned over to take a look and said with a smile.

"Mr. President, the sewing technique here is different from ordinary sewing. Let me teach you."

"Okay, thank you, Nakano-san." Hoshimiya Rin nodded slightly.

Nakano Aoi was just about to sit closer so that she could see her techniques and movements clearly, when she saw Hoshimiya Rin stand up, walk a few steps towards her, and speak calmly.

"Nakano-san, could you please sit back a bit and spread your legs a little? I don't think I can fit into this space."

"?"

Nakano Aoi looked at Hoshimiya Rin in a daze. She couldn't help but feel confused and asked slowly.

"Xinggong-san, I'm just teaching you how to sew, why are you sitting in my arms?"

“…This seems to be the best posture for learning.” Xingmiya Rin looked at her and responded lightly.

"Hiromiya-san, I don't think such a thing exists."

"... "

A few minutes later, An Zeliang had just come out of the bathroom when his cell phone rang again. It was another message from Xinggong Lin.

"Liang Jun, I looked at the schedule carefully, and tonight's time may not be suitable."

You have to listen to tsundere's words in the opposite way. If they say it is inappropriate, then it is too appropriate.

An Zeliang started typing on the keyboard and quickly replied.

"It's okay, just do it tonight, I'll wait for you at home."

"Okay, then you wait for me."

Seeing this, An Zeliang didn't care and planned to go back to the classroom.

Coincidentally, he had just taken a few steps when he saw a figure walking out of the women's restroom.

"Good afternoon, Xiaoliang."

Hayano Hoshiko adjusted her long skirt and re-tied the scarf around her neckline. The mature and elegant temperament of an older sister came to her face, but the smile on her face was too bright and dazzling, making her look a little silly.

"I just happened to need to talk to you about something, and I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that I ran into you while going to the bathroom."

"If possible, it would be better to meet somewhere else." Some very embarrassing memories emerged in An Zeliang's mind.

However, Hayano Hoshiko obviously didn't think about that and still looked very happy.

"It's nice to meet Xiaoliang anywhere."

Obviously, for Hayano Hoshiko, what is important is not the location, but who the person is.

"Xingzi, what do you want to talk to me about?" There was no one around at the moment, and An Zeliang no longer cared about Hayano Xingzi's occupation and changed his usual address.

"It's the principal who wants to talk to you about something, and... this time not only is the deacon here, but the young lady herself is here too."

"Deacon, Miss?" An Zeliang reacted.

"Tsukishima Saori is here again?"

I just beat her a few times, and the process was a bit of a crushing one.

This proud and beautiful girl is too persistent. She tries every possible way to continue competing with him.

An Zeliang felt a headache when he thought that there was someone chasing him all the time.

"Xingzi, you said..."

"Does fighting on a bed count as an official match?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 246 243: Genius girl launches TikTok app

Tsukishima Saori is a genius girl who is good in every way except that she is too obsessed with winning or losing and easily gets stuck in a rut.

In one simulation, she chased the simulated personality all the way into the University of Tokyo, and kept looking for opportunities to compete with the simulated personality. In the end, she was constantly crushed and even developed feelings for the simulated personality.

It was only when the simulated personality took the initiative to propose cooperation with her to see how far the two of them could go in Japanese politics that Tsukishima Saori gradually gave up her obsession with defeating Anze Ryo once.

However, Hayano Hoshiko didn't know this.

After hearing what An Zeliang said, she thought about it seriously and gave sincere advice.

"Xiaoliang, don't joke with her like that."

"I remember that Tsukishima Saori was a shooting champion. If she suddenly pulled out a gun from under her skirt and shot you, I would be a widow."

"Let's go to the principal's office."

An Zeliang did not respond.

Tsukishima Saori has lost too many times, so she is really obsessed. When she proposes this kind of competition...

Who knows, Saori Tsukishima might really agree.

She just went from being a competition-crazy genius girl to a juicer who only wanted to win or lose...

It’s really hard to say who is more miserable.

A few minutes later, in the principal's office.

Butler Kurokawa picked up the teapot and poured tea for the girl on the sofa. There was a dessert on the table, but no one had been touched. It seemed to be just an exquisite and expensive decoration.

Gently picking up the teacup, Tsukishima Saori took a few sips, her arms raised high, her back straight. She was wearing a high school uniform with one button undone at the collar and a jeweled tie loosely tied on it.

She had a slender waist and her legs were crossed under her skirt, long and straight, making her student leather shoes look like red high heels.

Cool, sassy and proud.

The principal, a middle-aged man, was sitting opposite. Sweat kept dripping down his forehead, and he had to take out a handkerchief to wipe it from time to time. Facing Saori Tsukishima, he could not withstand the pressure.

After all, the girl in front of him was backed by a well-known Japanese business tycoon, so she had every reason to be so arrogant.

"Ms. Tsukishima, our school has already started two new projects, and the new teaching building is already in preparation for construction. All of this is thanks to the investment of the Tsukishima family."

After planning for a while, the principal smiled and began to lay the groundwork, intending to say a few flattering words. However, before he could finish laying the groundwork and start bragging, Butler Kurokawa interrupted him.

"As long as you are satisfied, Master Tsukishima has always liked to invest in schools and believes that young people are the real future."

"If you have any other projects that need investment, you can contact me directly."

From beginning to end, Tsukishima Saori didn't even bother to raise her eyes. The Tsukishima family invested a full 60 million yen in Aoyama High School. Just now, Butler Kurokawa also promised that they could talk again if there was a need for investment. But in her eyes, these didn't seem to be a big deal.

Even giving a glance is a waste of time.

Seeing this, the principal was filled with emotion.

This is the real daughter of a business tycoon!

Sixty million yen was just spat out like breath, without any feeling at all.

I don’t know how much money I have to spend to get this young lady to raise her head and take a closer look.

As the principal was thinking, Tsukishima Saori suddenly put down her teacup, looked up at the time, and a hint of seriousness appeared in her proud eyes.

"Miss, it's been ten minutes." Butler Kurokawa bent over and said in a respectful tone.

Tsukishima Saori nodded slightly and looked at the principal.

"Excuse me, when will An Ze come?"

Hearing this, the principal was stunned. Today, Saori Tsukishima said a total of three sentences to him.

"Hello, Principal."

"Principal, please take a seat."

And this last sentence.

"Excuse me, when will An Ze come?"

Doesn't his name deserve to appear in the same sentence as An Zeliang?

"It should be soon. The students have been preparing for the school festival this month and have been running around everywhere, so it's going to be hard to find them," the principal replied.

Tsukishima Saori hummed softly in her nasal voice and moved her crossed legs, switching their upper and lower positions.

Seeing this, Butler Kurokawa on the side immediately spoke up.

"Principal, your school's broadcasting equipment..."

Are you going to invest again?

The principal was stunned. His mood changed from the initial excitement of accepting the 60 million investment to the current confusion... Are all chaebol investments so casual? I only waited for ten minutes and they immediately wanted to invest in broadcasting equipment.

Does Miss Tsukishima wish that An Zeliang would appear in front of her as soon as she appears?

Just as the principal was listening to Butler Kurokawa describing the investment plan and improvement direction, the door of the principal's office was finally opened, and Hayano Hoshiko led An Zeliang in.

The two greeted the principal and Butler Kurokawa, and then Tsukishima Saori spoke lightly.

"Teacher Hayano, thank you for your hard work. Please take a rest for a while."

Hayano Hoshiko really had nothing to do here except wait. She looked at An Zeliang and saw that he nodded and didn't seem to have any objection, so she said goodbye and left.

"Tsukishima-san, long time no see."

An Zeliang greeted him with a smile and sat down on the sofa, pouring himself a cup of tea and drinking it, his attitude was relaxed and casual.

"Mr. Anze, you're too late." Saori Tsukishima put down her crossed legs, her posture dignified and proud.

"I still have a lot of things to do at school. Since Tsukishima hasn't left yet, it means it's okay for you to wait for me for a few minutes." An Zeliang still smiled.

In fact, if he just acts a little timid and incompetent towards Saori Tsukishima, this proud and beautiful girl will quickly lose interest in him.

The point is...why did he behave like that?

It's just a beautiful girl whose family is worth hundreds of billions of yen. What is there for a real man to be afraid of? If the simulated personality can handle the girl, he can certainly handle it too.

If Tsukishima Saori dares to act recklessly and pester me in the future, I will just crush her hard in the field I am best at so that she will never be able to cause any trouble again.

Looking at his physical attribute of over 160, An Zeliang felt that all this was not difficult.

However, Tsukishima Saori didn't seem to be disgusted by his indifferent attitude. She just spit out some words coldly.

"Eleven minutes. I waited for you for eleven minutes."