People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Then, under the gaze of a certain singer, which was secretly filled with jealousy and resentment that she herself didn't even notice, she approached her boyfriend and started acting coquettishly.

However, her expression soon changed again. She snorted and pushed away her boyfriend who was putting his face close to hers, and gently tapped his head as he was seeking a more intimate interaction.

"Can't!"

"Oh."

Looking at the obviously depressed expression on the young man's face, Qingshan Xiazhi suddenly felt a little frustrated.

I even want to cheer for Xiao Xiguo's rejection.

That's it! This is how we have to torture this bastard who has weird ideas all the time!

He must suffer from this unresolved desire!

Well done, Ito!

However, while he was gloating and feeling complacent, he also noticed the condition of someone he cared about.

He certainly looked miserable.

As my girlfriend is conservative, I feel depressed.

If you really want to trace it back, it seems that she also has some responsibility?

Miss Qingshan thought about last night again——

Then he shook his head suddenly, slapped his hands on his cheeks, and covered his blush.

Don't feel bad for this guy! Otherwise, he will only keep pushing you further!

However, as I kept admonishing myself in this way, strange thoughts kept popping up in my mind.

That is to say, after being so uncomfortable, you must feel the need to vent...

By then, the channel may only be...

"..."

"Cough cough!"

After clearing her throat vigorously, the singer picked up the soda bottle beside her and drank the remaining drink in one gulp.

——Really, what kind of weird thing are you expecting? Aoyama Summer Solstice!

Ito is so good to you...please get over your sins and try to atone for them! Why are you still enjoying yourself here?

Chapter 129: Educators Lead by Example

“It really feels like a lifetime ago.”

Delivering the dishes personally, Ryuhuya's owner, Fujiwara Taiga, sighed, "It feels like ages ago. Actually, when I think about it, you two were even working for me back in the spring."

The middle-aged man who put the plate on the table smiled and patted Lin Sen on the shoulder:

"Those young people looked so full of energy, it's like I saw them just yesterday... and now, one is a writer, another a singer, and each of them has achieved some fame... It seems that my Dragon Tiger House is truly a place where dragons rise!"

"Thanks to you, Uncle Tiger held his second concert in Qingshan. This support is also an important part of the Odyssey journey."

"Thank you so much. Well, may your future career be as prosperous as my stock!"

We are all strangers in a foreign land.

As people with the same identity, who finally took root after wandering in Tokyo, Uncle Tiger felt a strange sense of pride when he talked about the career progress of his two juniors.

However, speaking of those soaring stocks, I can only say that in the past two years, it is indeed still possible to put money in the stock market for fun. After a while, it is not certain.

Since his rebirth, through his analysis of current events in this world, affecting Japan and even the world, Lin Sen has discovered that the course of some major events has changed. A few have been delayed, while most have been brought forward.

In other words, the collapse of Japan's so-called bubble economy is likely to come earlier than expected in this life.

Judging from the recent real estate market where prices change every month, perhaps in two years, by the end of the 1980s, a new round of dollar tides will, together with the fiscal changes of the Bank of Japan, directly burst this huge bubble.

At that time, if you react a little slower in the stock market, you will not have time to escape and will be cut off. This is an inescapable fate.

Lin Sen still has the confidence to not play with this kind of investment that makes him nervous just thinking about it.

After all, as far as the current exposure is concerned, there are many projects that can make money, so there is no need to touch this kind of risky game.

As for a veteran stock trader named Uncle Tiger who was somewhat obsessed... Lin Sen obviously knew that when the exchange was announcing good news every day, there was no way to persuade him to come. On the contrary, he might be mistaken for meddling in other people's business by ruining their financial resources.

It would be better to wait until someday in the future when the stock index starts to fall, and then persuade people to sell their stocks and run away quickly, instead of continuing to "bottom-fish" as if it were a technical adjustment... To some extent, this is already the most righteous thing to do.

Thinking of this, he gave a calm expression and accepted the blessing from the Dragon Tiger House owner, who was well-intentioned and tried to show off his investment vision, without making any comment.

These are basically the hobbies of middle-aged people - showing off their ability to make profits by manipulating resources, and then finding a few listeners to brag about it and talk to them.

Even if you just hear some perfunctory flattery, it's enough to make you complacent.

I have seen many such phenomena in my previous life, so of course I understand this mentality.

However, will I become someone with few interests in the future?

Teacher Lin studied it carefully and then shook his head.

Probably not. After all, they are souls from another future, so they must have more experience.

The reverie ends here.

Seeing someone next to me who had just relaxed from excessive tension, I decided to focus more on the current reality.

She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped off some food marks on her face which were a little bit hungry.

And instantly received a panicked expression from Miss Aoyama in response.

She timidly glanced at a short-haired girl on the other side who was slowly swallowing her food with her head down, seemingly unaware of anything. She turned her head and suddenly glared at her.

Then, I felt her step hard on my foot under the table.

[Don't mess around! Are you crazy?]

It was as if such a warning was conveyed silently.

But the amazing thing was that one could also detect a strange expression on the singer's face. Although she was frowning, there seemed to be a hint of joy in the depths of her eyes.

Is this what you call excitement?

While he was thinking about it, Lin Sen's calf was gently tapped several times by the instep of a foot.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ms. Aoyama made a throat-clearing gesture.

His eyes drifted to the empty seat next to the short-haired girl, and then he looked back calmly.

[Ito is quite happy now.]

It seems that such information can be read from the eyes.

The implication is self-evident—

Mr. Christian followed the instructions of Ms. Pope, which were almost like an order, stood up, walked around the round table, and sat next to his girlfriend.

But it seems that he is quite clueless and clumsy.

He was so foolish that he reached out his hand right in front of her, trying to reach the short-haired girl's little paw that was resting on the table, loosely supporting the bowl.

"Ugh..."

Ms. Ito obviously looked startled when she noticed the action.

It was as if a switch was suddenly triggered and she suddenly became shy.

She turned her head and pretended to glare at her boyfriend, as if complaining about his outrageous and somewhat inappropriate behavior.

Seeing this, Qingshan Xiazhi, who was watching, covered his forehead with his hands.

However, the singer did not know that the fact that could only be perceived from the girl's turned side was——

Miss Ito narrowed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth, staring at her boyfriend until he broke out in a cold sweat, like a person who truly saw through everything behind the scenes.

So, after a silent eye contact, which seemed to convey some instructions, the short-haired girl continued her previous disguise.

She shook off her boyfriend's friendly hand, gently pushed him back to his previous position, and lowered her head to eat again.

The next second, Teacher Lin, who was constantly receiving instructions from all sides, received a look of disappointment from Miss Qingshan beside him.

[What an idiot.]

Accusations and complaints gradually turned into gloating.

As if she thought of something, Qingshan Xiazhi smiled secretly, secretly delighted by the look of someone being humiliated, which was rarely seen on her side.

[They only bully me. Little Ito has to deal with it...]

The silly joy didn't last long.

Soon, the singer's body suddenly stiffened.

Because—her hand under the table was suddenly grabbed.

!

Her first reaction was to look at the younger sister beside her who called her "sister".

After confirming that she hadn't noticed anything, he immediately turned his angry gaze, "How dare you?", towards another person present.

But he didn't dare to make any big moves. He just fiddled with his fingers and gently pulled his forearm upwards, as if trying to escape with this weak method that made as little noise as possible - obviously it was impossible.

Her hand was still tightly grasped. In fact, driven by dissatisfaction, it was slowly pried apart, from a one-sided grip to a tight clasp of ten fingers.

Absolutely not!

He subconsciously struggled to shake himself, but it seemed to trigger even more undesirable consequences.

"Sister Qingshan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah! Nothing, Ito..."

"Why aren't you eating? Your right hand..."

"I, I'll take a break!"

As her heart was pounding, Miss Aoyama saw out of the corner of her eye that the culprit who had restricted the movement of her right hand with his left hand was eating with his remaining right hand with a clear conscience.

As if she didn't care at all about the fact that she was about to lose her pretense——

How abominable!

But I can only swallow my anger.

Miss Aoyama, who was so sad that she had no tears, even had to dress up as a clown, laughing to pretend to lighten the mood, and picked up the chopsticks with her left hand in a funny way.

"By the way, I suddenly wanted to try an experiment to see if I could eat with my left hand...it seems quite interesting."

Miss Qingshan let out a few extremely awkward dry laughs.

It almost made a certain young man who was acting as an accomplice lose his composure.

A simple-looking girl with short hair was also amused.

There was a glint of amusement in her eyes, and she slowly covered her mouth:

"Come to think of it, Sister Qingshan didn't bully me much today. I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."

"this..."

The girl's innocent smile instantly deepened the guilt that was already hidden in her heart.

The singer was completely restless for a moment. She was almost stunned by the feeling of guilt and the multiple impacts of life-and-death tensions.

And when the only remaining left hand was also pinched by the hands of a certain girl, it reached its climax——

"Wow ah ah!"

This time he could no longer bear it and used all his strength to break free from the restraints on his right hand.

It’s the huge move of “Have to Be Discovered.”

Then a confused expression appeared on Ito Nishika's face, and he stared at someone who was about to cry out of anxiety.

"Suddenly...what happened?"

"I."

With a distorted expression, Qingshan Xiazhi raised his right hand from under the table, holding an unopened glass bottle of Coke.