If you go to the toilet enough times, you will discover that toilet faucets are divided into three categories.
Worst of all, you need to use your hands to open and close it, so washing it is the same as not washing it at all;
The better ones, press to release water, need hands to open, but not to close;
The best thing is that water comes out by induction, no hands are required.
Aoyama Ri's lifelong dream is to become a faucet that can sense water.
Until he fainted from excessive fatigue on his way home and hit his head on the curb.
"Brother, we are going to school. The curry is in the pot. Remember to eat it yourself." The younger sister who just entered the first year of high school today earnestly reminded her brother.
When Qingshan Li, who was distracted, heard that she was going out, he subconsciously said, "Be careful on the road."
"Don't worry, I'm leaving now."
After the two sisters left, Qingshan Li continued to sort out the memories of his previous life.
Memory is like a piece of stubborn stone. The process of excavating it is like carving or cutting a gambling stone. The only tool he has is a pair of nail clippers.
From the time I woke up in the hospital until the week after I was discharged, my head kept twitching.
This also caused him to look pale even though he did not bleed in the car accident.
He felt something strange on the tip of his nose, so he reached out and wiped it, and his hand was stained with blood.
After wiping it off skillfully with the tissue at hand, Aoyama Ri sighed.
"never mind."
He gave up.
There is already a rough outline of the previous life, the memory is basically intact, but the personality cannot be fully restored.
He didn't force it, and it might not be a bad thing to retain some of the personality of a high school student.
As the saying goes, mentality affects appearance, and a young and cheerful personality will definitely appear younger than the personality of the previous life.
"But I can't relax even if I want to." Qingshan Li said to himself.
I've been poor in this life.
Very poor.
Just one thing can prove how poor their family is - they have to eat one curry meal for three days, and their daily food expenses are guaranteed to be around 1,000 yen.
Over the years, he has been relying on government relief funds and his sister and Aoyama Riki's part-time jobs to support himself.
Qingshan Lihui fainted because he secretly worked a part-time job late at night without telling the school.
Now that the incident has happened, not only has my part-time job been completely stopped, but I also have to receive specific guidance from the school after I recover.
but!
It doesn't matter!
The memories of the previous life have been revived, but actually it has nothing to do with this.
What matters is...
--what to do?
[Whether to start life guidance]
As his memories came back, and of course it could also be because of the hit on his head, whenever he wondered in his heart - what should I do - there would be a voice responding.
His head had been feeling dizzy these past two days, and he was digging into his memories. In addition, his sisters were looking after him 24 hours a day, so out of caution, he had not 'turned it on'.
Today, after going to the hospital for a follow-up check and confirming that Qingshan Li was fine and would be able to go back to school tomorrow, his sisters finally felt at ease leaving him alone.
The opportunity has come.
——Open
[Opening...Life guidance has been opened]
The sound disappeared, and a transparent panel appeared in Qingshan Li's sight.
There is some simple information on it.
[Name: Aoyama Ryo]
Age: 16
[Gender: Male]
[Strength: D]
[Speed: D]
[Body: C]
[Intelligence: B]
[A]
[Special: None]
[Start Guidance]
Aoyama Ri concentrated a little and gained more information.
Strength is divided into five levels: A, B, C, D, and E.
C, is the average human level;
B, from general elite to the top three in the Olympics;
A. The minimum standard to enter this range is to participate in three consecutive Olympic Games and win first place all three times. As for the upper limit of A, it is the upper limit of human beings, and human beings themselves do not know the upper limit of human beings.
Another point is that if B wants to improve to become A, he cannot get 'full guidance', only 'semi-guidance'. The system only gives directions, but he needs to work hard on his own.
"That is to say, I may not be the most handsome man in human history?" Aoyama Riki was concerned about this.
But appearance doesn't matter.
He is a typical male chauvinist. Apart from water, the only thing he uses to wash his face is shampoo that occasionally flows onto his face.
"Power is only D!"
Isn't it the basic duty of a man to break steel?
What is D Fighting Chicken?
While making a secret resolution to work hard on his physical fitness, Aoyama Ryo focused all his attention on the last column on the panel.
[Start Guidance]
This should be the most important function of the panel.
——Start guidance.
[Please select specific items - strength, speed, intelligence, beauty, special]
--'force'
The panel responded immediately and started loading, with promotional slogans flashing on the progress bar.
The speed was too fast and Qingshan Li only had time to see a few lines of words clearly.
[Use your brain correctly]
[The simplest way to solve the problem]
[Enjoy an unrestricted life]
[Lying on the floor of life and unable to get up? The system will pull you up]
The loading process was over in the blink of an eye, just like the summer or winter break.
[Beginning of the guidance of 'force'...]
"Oh oh, I feel it, I feel it!"
"Move, move on your own!"
"Huh? Move on your own?"
Place your feet shoulder-width apart, move your hips back, and squat down until your thighs are parallel to the ground. Aoyama Ri begins a deep squat.
He was put into custody.
Once, twice, three times...fifteen times in a set.
"What a man!"
I did 15 sets in one go.
"Never. Say. 'I'm. Tired!'"
Then there are push-ups, fifteen reps in a set.
"Help!"
Fifteen sets in one breath.
Next is the plank.
"No, no, I don't want it anymore!"
Qingshan Li lost consciousness, was awakened by the pain, and continued to enjoy the hardship of the training.
He was sweating so much that it looked like he had just been caught in the rain.
Unable to resist, and unable to enjoy, the only thing to do is to divert attention.
He was lost in thoughts, and finally he opened the panel just like he opened his phone when he went to the toilet in his previous life.
In the basic information, [Force: D] becomes [Force: D↑], and [Volume: C] becomes [Volume: C↑].
'oh?'
Is it really improving, and is it visible to the naked eye?
Qingshan was not sure, but that did not stop him from hypnotizing himself, believing that he was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made him feel better.
But...how long will it take to train like this?
I've fainted twice!
The end time was when Aoyama Riki fainted three times. When he was awakened by the pain again, he found that his hands were slapping all over his body.
Severe pain spread throughout my body and my muscles twitched.
Qingshan Li endured the pain and discovered that when the muscles twitched, a little heat would be squeezed out.
Under the warmth of the heat, the muscles seem to be repaired and relaxed.
This is not slapping, but massage, just like the difference between 'self-harm' and 'cutting open a wound to remove a bullet'!
Only when the whole body has been slapped, will it truly end.
[Completed a 'strength' instruction, 'strength' was slightly improved, 'body' was slightly improved]
"Has it really been upgraded?" Aoyama Riki tried to lift the old low table in front of him.
I tried the amount, well... I should have lifted it once before exercising, so that I could have a comparison and confirm whether I had really improved.
But it doesn't matter, a real man never cares about such details.
While waiting for the pain to subside, he continued to study the panel.
"If it can be trained, does that mean wisdom is not only innate, but also acquired through learning?" Qingshan Li pondered.
He almost never studies. His mind is entirely on working, so his grades are average.
His innate intelligence should not be weak, what he lacks is acquired effort.
As for "beauty", how can one improve appearance? Is it by taking care of the skin? Or improving temperament? It can't be plastic surgery, right?
Aoyama Riki didn't choose any of them and tried to communicate directly with the panel.
——Please give me money
The panel is not responding.
What a waste!
——Guidance
The advantage of having a panel is that he only needs to bear the pain, and the rest is entirely left to the system.
He wants to be a real man with double A in strength and speed!
[During physical training, you cannot guide 'force']
——Guide 'speed'
[During physical training, speed cannot be guided]
"This system... can only be used as is." Qingshan Li concluded.
——Guidance of Wisdom
Please further identify areas where guidance is needed.
[Chinese, mathematics, foreign languages, physics, chemistry, biology, history, geography]
--math
Aoyama Riki lost control again and picked up the math textbook that he had not opened since he got it in the new semester.
The knowledge in the textbooks looked very familiar to him, as he had seen them in his memories of his previous life.
Two hours later, he put down his textbook.
Unlike physical exercise, having studied for many years, he can easily distinguish the level of learning efficiency.
Too high.
The knowledge absorption rate is almost 100%.
It doesn't take two years at all. Even if you enjoy your youth while studying, it will only take one year at most. Aoyama Riki will be able to master all the knowledge in three years of high school and have the ability to choose a university at will.
After trying 'Smart', the next one is 'Special'.
What about beauty? You don't even need to try. Why do men care about appearance? As long as the person sitting opposite you can eat, it's OK.
'特' refers to special skills, such as calligraphy rank, tea ceremony level, garbage disposal expert, etc.
——Guide 'special'
Please further identify areas where guidance is needed.
The panel does not provide any options this time. Is it because there are too many specialties that can be developed?
——Please give me money
No response.
"It really doesn't work."
Love money? No, this is a true man's never-give-up attitude.
"What special skill should I develop?" Qingshan Li fell into deep thought.
With a research spirit, Aoyama Ri silently recited in his heart - piano.
[Please prepare the piano]
As expected, it doesn't work. It must be that his current conditions can meet the training requirements.
——Cleaning
Qingshan Li got up and cleaned the room.
"Even cleaning?!"
"Can stains that have merged with the floor be wiped off?"
"It's so dirty here. There's actually a dead corner like this. Women are really useless. Leave the hygiene of the house to me from now on."
"Yeah, the toilet should be cleaned until it shines."
"Huh? What's this? Stop it! There's definitely no dust in the cabinet where the girl keeps her underwear. There's no need to clean it...ah~"
Qingshan Li was so tired that his waist ached.
In return, [Special: None] becomes [Special: Family E].
And, a home that looks brand new, I'm not exaggerating, it looks like new.
To the extent that, elder sister Ono Mika and younger sister Ono Mizuki returned home and stood at the entrance with an expression as if they had come to the wrong place.
"I cleaned it." Qingshan Li, standing in the house with his arms folded, said calmly.
"You?" Meihua couldn't believe it.
"Brother, are you still not well?" Miyue asked worriedly.
This means that he is still mentally ill.
"I have thought a lot during this period," mostly about things in my past life. "There are too many accidents in life. It was completely lucky that I was fine in this accident. In order to leave no regrets, I decided to study hard and live seriously in the future."
"Well, just hold on for a month this time!" Sister Meihua encouraged.
"Brother, you should sit down and rest." Sister Mitsuki always insisted that Aoyama Riki was still sick in the head.
Just as Qingshan Li was about to say something, his stomach growled.
He didn't take it seriously. He was hungry all day and didn't know how many times he cried.
"Let's eat quickly." Although she is only in the third year of high school, Meihua has some of her mother's personality.
The two sisters walked into the house and marveled at how clean it was, while going to the bedroom to change their clothes.
When the two of them came back after changing their clothes, Aoyama Ritsu had already heated up the curry and brought it to the table.
His was a double portion, and the lunch portion was also included.
Mika occasionally glanced at Aoyama Riki.
Miyue said directly: "Brother Qingshan, did you clean the room on purpose just to touch our underwear?"
Discovered!
"Asshole!" Qingshan Li was furious and took a big mouthful of curry. "Even if we are not siblings, I would not do such a thing!"
"That's not necessarily true." Mitsuki muttered, "When boys reach puberty, they are all half-human, half-beast."
"That's right, you must be careful with the male classmates around you and don't be fooled." said Aoyama Ri.
"I won't be fooled by you either." said Miyue.
"The house is too dirty and I just can't stand it anymore, so I cleaned every corner of the house! By the way, you are not allowed to do housework in the future, this is a man's right!"
"Really?!" Mitsuki laughed, "Brother, even if you become a pervert, I will forgive you!"
"I told you, I didn't!"
"Yeah, no, no, but forget about the housework. Even though you can't work now, just leave it to me."
".....Okay." Qingshan Li nodded after careful consideration.
Solving the problem of poverty is more important than the dust in your home.
He has a dream that in the future he only needs to clean the house and no longer has to worry about money.
"You agreed so easily? It turns out you were just talking. Men are the best at lying!" Meiyue said.
"I won't be polite with you." said Qingshan Li.
Mika smiled and watched the two chatting.
Even as we ate our third-day curry, the house was filled with joy.
The three are not related by blood, both sides are from single-parent families. The two mothers met at a single-parent family gathering and became close friends.
As a result, Aoyama Ri and the two sisters of the Ono family became good friends since kindergarten.
Later, in an accident, both mothers died at the same time.
Aoyama Riki gave up his rental house and moved into the old Ono family's house with the appliances and furniture his mother had bought before her death.
The three of them are like a family, and their relationship will not change just because Qingshan Lixiang remembered his past life and had a system.
After dinner, Aoyama Riki refused Mitsuki's request to wash the dishes and went to the kitchen to clean up himself.
Looking at the dishes in the sink, Qingshan Li showed the expression of a wizard waving his wand to perform the "clean up" operation.
——System, wash the dishes for me
[Start Guidance]
Scrape off the residue, soak the oily dishes in hot water above 60℃, and give priority to washing the dishes with low oil content;
After cleaning, disinfect with boiling water, wipe dry and store.
"It wastes water, electricity and cleaning liquid." Miyue commented.
"Women should stay out of men's business." Qingshan Li actually felt the same way, but he would never admit defeat.
Back in the living room, the three of them sat and chatted, while sister Mika was ironing the school uniform shirt that Aoyama would wear tomorrow.
Anyone who walks into this house will not feel that they are poor, as it has all the necessary furniture, including a refrigerator and a TV.
The three of them were talking and laughing, without any inferiority complex of being poor children.
"Li-kun," Meihua said softly, "You've been absent from school for half a month. It's normal that you can't keep up with your studies. Don't worry if you don't understand, and don't give up. I'll help you catch up slowly when we get home."
"Now that I can't work part-time, I can review at home by myself." Qingshan Li smiled, "Sister Meihua, you go ahead and do your thing."
"Really?" Meihua looked at him.
"Just wait and see about the exam at the end of the month," said Aoyama Riki.
"Okay." Meihua smiled, "If you rank in the top 50 in your class, I'll buy you a new pair of shoes."
"What if I make it into the top fifty?" Mitsuki asked immediately.
"If you get into the top 20, I'll buy you a pair too."
"Tsk, that's not fair. But it's a deal, sis~" Miyuki stuck to Mika like a cute little rabbit sticking to her big white rabbit sister.
Sitting on the tatami with her hands behind her back, Aoyama Riki looked at the two sisters and laughed.
In this life, no matter how poor you are, you can still get by.
In short, while studying hard, find a way to make money so that the two sisters can live a wealthy life.
The system test is over, and the excitement and nonsense should end here. Put away your willfulness and do your business - earn money to support your family.
What Qingshan Li wants most now is money.
It's not that he likes money, but money can bring a happy life to their family. At least it can allow his older sister who is in her third year of high school to not have to work and focus on preparing for the exam, and his younger sister who is in her first year of high school to not have to wear skirts that were discarded by her classmates.
The days without a part-time job made him anxious.
Although I can't make much money from part-time jobs, at least I have some income and I feel a little more at ease. But now the part-time jobs have been stopped by the school.
By the way, does writing novels count as a part-time job? Should writing also be considered a specialty?
Qingshan Li took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag.
——System, write a novel for me!
[Please select the subject]
Is it really possible?
Qingshan Li pondered.
He is an ordinary high school student, with only an A grade in useless 'beauty'. He is the kind of person who 'has a nice face, but that's all that's good about him'.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, it is better to write a novel that is consistent with your identity.
For example, light novels are written in a childish style but are novel.
But he chose money.
"What do you think," he looked up and asked the two sisters, "is the most profitable novel to write?"
"Why do you ask this?" Meihua asked curiously.
"Are you planning to write a novel?" Miyue glanced at the pen and paper in his hand, "I thought you were going to study. I suggest you study hard."
"Just answer my questions," said Judge Aoyama.
"I'm not sure," Mika said, looking thoughtful, "A book that won the Akutagawa Prize or the Naoki Prize?"
"No, no." Mitsuki shook her head. "It's a mystery novel. In Japan, mystery novels are definitely the most popular and profitable."
"I haven't seen it at all." Qingshan Li said to himself.
Can you write about a book you haven't read?
'System, don't let me look down on you!'
——A campus mystery novel, the protagonist is a sophomore in high school, and his main ability is his extraordinary appearance.
[Start collecting materials: 1%, 2%, 3%...]
Is it starting now?
Qingshan Li clenched the pen in his hand.
Even if the system's products are not phenomenal works, they can at least reach the threshold of best-sellers. Even if there are 100,000 copies, it can probably earn millions of yen?
Millions...
It's better not to think too much.
He would be satisfied as long as he didn't have to eat one curry meal for three days, had two sets of uniforms for each season, could afford the latest mobile phone, pay the water, electricity and phone bills, and have a little savings.
'Come on, system, pull me up from the floor of life!'
[73%, 74%...]
The progress bar stopped.
——What's going on?
[Insufficient materials, please collect materials]
"Do you want me to move it myself?" Qingshan Li turned his pen.
"Lijun, you're in a good mood. Have you got any inspiration?" Sister Meihua asked with a smile.
"You must be imagining yourself surrounded by six, seven or eight heroines," Mitsuki made an unwarranted accusation.
To increase strength and speed, one needs to endure pain;
To improve intelligence, you need to spend time studying;
To improve your housework skills, you need to do it yourself;
Writing a novel requires material...
very good.
This made him feel at ease.
"What do you mean six, seven or eight heroines? Four or five will be enough. By the way, can I draw inspiration from you?" asked Aoyama Riki.
".....The heroine?" Mika stopped ironing.
"It depends on the situation. Anyway, use it in the right place." Qingshan Li replied.
"Just don't use your real name," she said.
"That's fine with me, but give me half of the royalties. No, one third will be enough." Miyue spread her hands.
"It's all yours." Qingshan Li was not interested in money.
He just wanted the Ono sisters to be happy, and if that meant a lifetime of poverty, he was willing to do so.
Aoyama Riki fell into deep thought again.
When it came to finding sources of material, all he could think of was reading and experience.
He had no money to read books, but fortunately there were libraries, both in school and in the city.
As for experience, just repeating the previous school life is probably useless. We are already in the '74%' and need new experiences.
"I'm going out for a while." Qingshan Li put away the pen and paper.
"Where are you going?" Meihua raised her head.
Aoyama Riki, who is already much taller than the average Japanese male, looks even taller from this angle, as if he is supporting the roof of this house.
"Library, I'll be back soon."
"Now?" Mitsuki asked.
"Seize the present, and you will have the future."
"I'll go with you." Mitsuki tried to stand up.
"No need." Qingshan Li held her shoulders, "My body is fine now."
[Material collection progress: 75%]
What does it mean? Just seeing Ono Mitsuki's neckline from above can increase the progress?
Then wouldn't it be 100% if she took off all her clothes? !
Aoyama Riki walked out of the house and took a deep breath of the slightly cool early spring air. He identified the direction and walked towards the Adachi Ward Central Library.
"Walking on the road like this, can the system guide me?" he thought as he walked.
Exercise 'speed'?
Will he become a strange guy running on the street?
Qingshan Li gave up the idea of making use of all his time. Now his destination was the library. He knew where to go, so he didn't need the system to guide him.
Perhaps, the so-called guidance system is only suitable for use when he doesn't know what to do or how to do it.
The lights from pachinko parlors, convenience stores, etc. formed spots of light on the ground, and Aoyama Ri's back was sometimes bright and sometimes dim.
Standing on the small bridge, Aoyama Ri looked at the lights of the izakaya reflected on the Sumida River.
I really became a Japanese high school student and came to Tokyo.
The night breeze is blowing, and there is already some warmth of spring. Well, spring is the season for new beginnings.
When he arrived at the library, he used his student ID to apply for a free library card.
"Excuse me, where is the mystery novel?"
"Third floor."
"Thanks."
The books on the bookshelf are somewhat curled at the edges because they have been borrowed many times.
Aoyama Ri knew nothing about mystery books and had never read any, but because of this, it was easy for him to choose - he borrowed two of the most borrowed books, two of the current best-sellers, and a campus-themed book.
No rush to leave.
He browsed around the library casually. Even if he couldn't significantly increase his 'material progress', this thing he had never done before would not be in vain.
Even if this book is not useful now, the next book and the next book will be useful sooner or later.
"'An amazing method that can make even the most stiff-limbed person easily do the splits'?" He looked at the books on the shelf.
It is also very popular.
Fitness.....I have experience in systematically helping people to exercise 'strength'. Is there enough material to write a book on fitness?
——System, write a book about fitness.
[Start collecting materials: 1%, 2%, 3%...21%]
[Insufficient materials, please collect materials]
Even less than campus reasoning?!
Then he discovered that novels with themes of delicate emotions and youth growth seemed to have a good market.
——System, write a novel about daily campus romance.
[Starting to collect materials: 1%, 2%, 3%, 4%, 5%, 6%, 7%, 8%, 9%]
[Insufficient materials, please collect materials]
What?!
Nine percent?!
Qingshan Li, has lived two lives!
Although in the last life...let's not talk about it, I have never been in love in this life, but it shouldn't be as high as 9%!
etc.
Aoyama Ri stood in front of the bookshelf, lost in thought.
Then why is the progress of "Campus Reasoning" 74 - now 75?
Is it because he has never been in love? And his main ability is his good looks?
Could it be that he had accumulated a lot of experience in appearance without realizing it?
"Hello, do you need help?" a female librarian asked softly.
"No, thank you." Qingshan Li looked up and smiled, then left with the book he was going to borrow.
Looking back on the past, no woman had ever taken the initiative to give him money, and Qingshan Li was puzzled.
Aoyama Riie lives near Kita-Senju Station.
Kita-Senju Station is located in Adachi Ward, one of the administrative districts with the lowest land prices among the 23 wards of Tokyo.
The school he and the Ono sisters attended, Kaimei High School, is located in Akasaka, Minato Ward, where wealthy people gather.
It is an ordinary elite school, and the admission rate of the University of Tokyo is consistently above 30%.
Aoyama Ryo and the Ono sisters are the ordinary side;
This is the excellent side of the school, represented by the son of the Tokyo governor who graduated in March.
The reason why Aoyama Ryo and the Ono sisters were able to enter this school, in addition to their pretty good grades, was also related to the death of their mother.
It was a simple accident, but rich people always have more chips to make themselves feel better than ordinary people.
When I transferred to the Hibiya Line in Hibiya, it seemed that even the smell of the people around me was different inside the train.
Is it the difference in environment, or the difference between clothes of different prices?
"The cherry blossoms are almost completely withered." Ono Mika said to Aoyama Riki with a little regret.
Aoyama Riki fainted before school started and missed the entrance ceremony and classes for two weeks.
"It doesn't matter. When I fainted, I happened to fall under a cherry tree. The scene of cherry blossoms like pink clouds will never disappear from my sight in this life." Qingshan Li smiled and clenched his fists, "I have grasped spring in my hands forever!"
"But when will the spring of your life come?" Ono Mitsuki teased.
"It's almost there."
"When is it going to be soon?"
"On the way."
I read a mystery novel last night, and the material collection progress bar has reached 81%.
With this calculation, if I want to make money, it would be faster to drop out of school and stay at home reading books. But without any works to prove myself, my sister would never agree.
In the long run, a higher education will bring you more, and not just money.
Qingshan Li stopped chatting and took out the mystery novel to continue reading.
"Ri-kun," Ono Mika gently reminded, "Remember to study."
"Don't worry." Qingshan Li said with a smile.
"Your monthly exam results are not ideal. Let me show you how I'm going to punish you." Ono Mitsuki looked like she couldn't wait to watch the fun.
Aoyama Ri hit her on the head with the mystery book in his hand.
"Huh?" He asked in surprise before Mitsuki could get angry, "Your height is so convenient!"
Ono Mitsuki blushed.
Where the crowd couldn't see, she reached her hand into Aoyama Ri's school uniform pants and twisted his leg.
"Ah~"
"Are you a pervert? Making such a sound!" Ono Mitsuki's face turned even redder.
Japanese girls are really short. Ono Mitsuki is only 1.6 meters tall, no, about 1.58 meters tall.
Ono Mika is 1.62 meters tall.
Qingshan Li was thinking leisurely while flipping through the mystery book in his hand.
The three of them got off at Hiroo Station, passed through the Wutong Tunnel on Embassy Street, and saw the gate of Kaimei High School.
The school gate is like the entrance to a manor.
Occasionally, a luxury car that can only be seen on TV will appear, drive into the circular driveway that can only be seen on TV, and drop off a young man or a young lady.
The Western-style school uniforms of Kaiming High School look like high-end suits or dresses on them, and going to school is like the beginning of a dance party.
There is embroidery on the breast pocket and the school badge pinned on the collar is really a small but expensive accessory.
Of course, Aoyama Ri and the Ono sisters were dressed the same way—they didn't have to worry about the expensive tuition and uniform fees for a private high school.
When she arrived at school, Ono Mizuki, who was naughty at home, seemed to be infected and turned into a well-behaved and beautiful girl.
"Qingshan! You're here?" A boy with slightly long hair walked up from behind.
"Um."
This person's name is Shiki Kobayashi. His father used to be a doctor in a large hospital, and now he is the director of his own small hospital.
Based on the amount of his property, he would probably have to serve three to five years in prison.
After Kobayashi Shiki came, the Ono sisters naturally separated from Aoyama Riki.
"Is your brain okay?" asked Kobayashi Shiki.
"Getting smarter."
"you--"
"Good morning, both of you!" A sturdy man with a bamboo sword bag on his back came over.
"Aizawa, Aoyama said that his brain became smarter after he fell!" Kobayashi Shiki said immediately.
"Congratulations, Aoyama." Jun Aizawa congratulated.
He's been around for about three to five years.
"Thank you." Qingshan Li nodded.
"You two..." Kobayashi Shiki was speechless.
"Aoyama, what are you looking at?" asked Jun Aizawa.
"Mystery book." Qingshan Li closed the book and stuffed it into his schoolbag. "My part-time job was suspended by the school, so I plan to write novels to earn money."
"You--" Kobayashi Shiki hesitated again and finally gave a thumbs up.
"You're really awesome, Aoyama." Jun Aizawa admired.
"Sometimes I admire myself." Qingshan Li put his hands in his pockets.
The sight of girls could be vaguely heard from all around.
"I see, I do have a lot of experience with handsome guys." Aoyama Riki noticed something he usually didn't notice.
"Put aside the matter of the brain, Aoyama, you are two weeks late. Something big happened in the school!" Kobayashi Shiki said in surprise.
"Someone died?" Qingshan Li turned his head and looked at him, "Who was the deceased? Where did he die? What time did he die?"
"Compared to what you said, the big thing I'm going to talk about is not a big deal at all - there's just a beautiful transfer student."
"Transfer student." Aoyama Ri repeated thoughtfully.
Can I get some material?
"She is a real beautiful girl, Aoyama." Jun Aizawa nodded in affirmation.
Aoyama Ri has no interest in beautiful girls.
"Her family is very wealthy. On the day of her transfer, the principal personally received her parents!" Kobayashi Shiki said in a mysterious tone.
A beautiful girl with a lot of money... Aoyama Riki is not interested unless he is given money.
The three of them chatted as they walked into the school building. There was a section of ancient Greek-style architecture on the campus, supported by marble columns.
Some school buildings are completely Western in style, perhaps because there are some foreign children studying here.
After staying here for a long time, even a clean and innocent person like Qingshan Li sometimes feels that he should spend a few years in jail.
"You two go to the classroom first, I'm going to the office." Qingshan Li said.
"good."
"See you later, Aoyama."
After saying goodbye to his two friends, Aoyama Riki turned and walked towards the teacher's office.
"Noodles!" Outside the corridor, a row of female members of the Naginata Club were practicing on the first floor.
The withering cherry tree scattered the few remaining petals on the girl in the early morning sunshine.
The sound of a wind band came from a distance.
It is now 8:10 and there are still twenty minutes before the first class. At this point in time, can what you see and hear be considered part of the materials?
Arriving at the office door, Qingshan Li put away the rest of his thoughts.
Knock on the door gently.
"teacher."
"Aoyama-kun? Come in."
"Excuse me."
Compared with the magnificent school, the teachers' office is relatively ordinary, with folders piled up everywhere.
Aoyama Li is in Class 4, Grade 2. Her homeroom teacher is the Chinese teacher, a female teacher in her twenties named Akita Shio.
Among the pile of documents on the table, the most eye-catching one is the Kojien, which is as thick as three, no, four bricks.
"Are you okay?" Akita Shio looked him up and down.
"It's okay, thank you for your concern, teacher." Qingshan Li replied.
Akita Shio nodded and said, "You must work hard on your studies."
"Um."
"Also, for your special instruction, the school wants you to join a club."
"I understand." Qingshan Li could only accept it, "But, teacher, can you give me a month to visit and experience each club before making a decision?"
Akita Shio raised her right index finger with a hint of helplessness.
First he shook it, indicating no;
Then he said, "You must join a club before school is over this Friday, at the latest. And you can't leave early. I will check your attendance."
".....All right."
A week is enough time to collect materials.
"You must go and visit it," said Akita Shio.
She looked around and saw that many teachers were already preparing to go to class, so she lowered her voice and whispered, "Qingshan-kun, the school cares about the safety of students. You can't work part-time anymore, or you will be expelled."
Qingshan Li can understand.
As an elite school, the death of students on campus is absolutely not allowed, as it will affect admissions.
"I understand," he said.
Class four, grade two.
"I saw Aoyama-san this morning!"
"He's here? Is he okay? I heard he was in a car accident."
"Was it a car accident? Why did I hear it was an illness?"
A girl sitting in the front row turned around and said to the girl behind her: "Qingshan's return, will it affect your studies?"
"How could that be? I will study harder! You are the one who is affected!"
"You're really welcome, Aoyama," said Jun Aizawa, who was so tall that he sat in the last row.
"He's so handsome, he must have some fatal flaws that are unknown to the public!" Kobayashi Shiki said affirmatively.
A girl looked at him coldly.
The preparatory bell rang and everyone returned to their seats. The noise in the classroom became quieter and quieter, until only the sound of desks being moved slightly, pencil cases being opened, and textbooks being opened could be heard.
When the sounds became almost inaudible, Akita Shio walked in, followed by a thin, tall and handsome young man.
This was a good opportunity to feign curiosity and look at that face without hesitation.
Girls are doing this.
Akita Xi glanced at the classroom and said with a smile, "Do you need him to introduce himself?"
"Yes!" Xiaolin Zhigui raised his hand and shouted, "Teacher, who is this handsome guy?"
There was laughter in the classroom.
"Well, Aoyama-kun, please introduce yourself. There are new students in our class this semester." said Akita Shio.
Kaiming High School will not re-divide classes, but there will be occasional personnel changes.
Qingshan Li, who had already stepped down from the podium, had no choice but to return to the podium.
Seeing his helpless look, there was another round of laughter from below, with Kobayashi Shiki, Aizawa Jun and others making the loudest noises.
Qingshan Li picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard.
"What beautiful handwriting!" Kobayashi Shiki exclaimed.
Class 4, Grade 2 burst into laughter. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Aoyama Ri couldn't even write his own name.
Fortunately, I'm used to writing and can just leave it to instinct.
After writing his name, he turned to face everyone: "Hello everyone, I am Qingshan Li, please give me your guidance in the future."
"What does Qingshan like?" a girl asked.
"Where did you study before? What club did you join?" another girl asked.
"Have you watched this year's Spring Koshien Tournament?" asked the third girl.
"Which LoveLive series do you like best?" This was asked by a otaku girl.
"Among Fruits Zipper, which one do you recommend?" asked Shiki Kobayashi.
It's totally the atmosphere of a transfer student.
"Alright, alright!" Akita Xi smiled and clasped her hands together, signaling that it was over. "Qingshan-kun, go back to your seat. If you have any questions about your studies, ask your classmates. The teachers are always welcome to see you."
Aoyama Riki walked back to his seat, which was not the seat reserved for the protagonist, but the seat next to the protagonist.
Sitting in the protagonist's seat was a girl from the basketball club.
There is always a basketball hanging on the side of the desk near the window, and a Rukawa Kaede pendant on his schoolbag. Occasionally, he will show off his No. 30 jersey to people around him.
Although Aoyama Riki still doesn't know who wears the No. 30 jersey.
She always acted as if everyone should know, so she never went into detail.
When Qingshan Li sat down, took out his textbooks and pencil case, he got rid of his identity as a transfer student, became an ordinary student, and started a day of study.
"Everyone, open your textbooks, let's continue the class..." Akita Shio started the class.
——System, teach me Chinese!
[Teaching environment detected, intelligent guidance can be used, do you want to use it?]
She was a little worried at first, but after starting the guidance, she immersed herself in studying Chinese for two hours. Despite her worries, Aoyama Ri was still ready to give it a try.
How do you know if you don't try?
Now I feel completely relieved.
——Use intelligent guidance
[Smart Guidance]
Qingshan Li didn't feel that he had any...
"Bang!"
The classroom fell silent, and everyone looked at Aoyama Riki, confused.
"Aoyama-kun, you," Akita Shio hesitated a little, "what's wrong?"
Worried whether Aoyama Ri could keep up, she kept an eye on him and saw Aoyama Ri slap herself.
"It's nothing, teacher, I was just distracted." Qingshan Li replied expressionlessly.
"Is that so...Okay. Hey, classmates, let's continue."
——What kind of intelligent tutoring is this? ! Hanging the head on the beam and piercing the thigh with a needle?
[Start Correction]
Is he the type who corrects his mistakes as soon as he realizes them? So he is smart here, so it is not bad.
Then, Aoyama Riki found that his right hand moved on its own. He took out an old second-hand mobile phone from his Western school pants and opened the communication record with Ono Mika.
Start composing a text message.
〖Aoyama Ri: Sister, I have always liked you〗
Yamero!!
Click Send.
Then there is Ono Mitsuki.
Stop, stop, stop!
Aoyama Ri quickly looked up at Akita Shio and listened to the class attentively.
He paused for a minute, just in case, and glanced down. As soon as he looked, his hands began to move.
Typing.
〖Aoyama Ri: Mitsuki, your breasts...〗
Yamero!!!
Qingshan Li didn't dare to be distracted, and sometimes even secretly slapped himself or twisted his thigh.
——Is it smart? Do you think it's smart? You're mentally retarded!
〖Aoyama Ri: Mitsuki, your breasts have grown bigger...〗
Aoyama Ri stared at Akita Shio, paying attention to him. Occasionally, he made eye contact with him, but felt embarrassed by his focused gaze.
At the end of the class, he found that his back was slightly sweaty.
But the battle is not over yet!
He took out his cell phone, deleted the obscene text messages edited by the system, and then sent a message to Ono Mika.
〖Aoyama Ri: Thank you for your care over the years, I will work hard...〗
The message is not finished yet.
〖Ono Mika: Why don't you study hard?〗
Qingshan Ideal is really hanging his head on the beam.
〖Aoyama Li: I was suddenly moved when I returned to school. Sister Meihua, thank you for your care over the years. I will study hard.〗
〖Ono Mika: ranked in the top 50 in the monthly exam〗
〖Aoyama Ri: Just wait and see!〗
〖Ono Mika: If you can get into the top 50, I can agree to one condition.〗
[Campus romance novels: 10%, 11%, 12%...18%]
——Stop it, system! Not everything can be used as material!
[Should we terminate the collection of materials for "school romance novels"? ]
...
--no!
〖Aoyama Ri: Then I want 2,000 yen pocket money!〗
After a while, Ono Mika replied.
〖Ono Mika: Okay, keep going (laughs)〗
Qingshan Li let out a breath, and his heart, which was about to jump out of his throat, finally calmed down.
Looking around, the students in the class are seizing the time after class to study, which is very different from the happy atmosphere in other schools.
Qingshan Li calmed his mind and recalled the content of the previous lesson.
I originally thought that after the excitement, even if I remembered something at that time, I would forget it now, but I didn't expect that I would remember it all firmly in my mind.
... unexpectedly useful.
But it's too bad!
What if you put your phone somewhere else? Since it is called smart, you won't leave your seat in class to get your phone, right?
Qingshan Li left his seat, quickened his pace, and put his phone in the shoe cabinet.
I returned to the classroom and just sat down when the second class started.
Mathematics II
——System, give me a math lesson!
[Please select mode: self-study, smart]
--intelligent!
'See what you can do this time!'
[Start Smart Guidance]
Qingshan Li deliberately distracted himself. His method was very simple: to observe what actions he would take.
The first to move was the right hand, picking up the pen;
Next came the left hand, which took out a notebook.
"Is he going to take notes for me? If so, he is quite smart indeed," Aoyama thought.
The pen wrote on the notebook: If Curry didn't have Green as a human shield, his small body would have been broken apart long ago. Which superstar in the league needs the whole team to act as a babysitter like him? (Laughs)
He just knew it!
The note was torn off.
'No. 30 is Curry? Who is Curry?'
The torn piece of paper was rolled into a small particle, and just when it was about to be flicked out by the bent fingers, Aoyama Ryo regained control of his body.
The math teacher's voice reached his ears.
"Look at this problem, x³+3x²+3x+1, use the grouping method to break it down..."
While listening to the lecture, he stretched out his left hand to take the paper particles in his right hand.
But when he moved, it was obvious that he was listening to the class seriously, but his strength was poured into the index finger of his right hand, and the force of his finger snapping gradually increased.
——System, you are so cruel!
Aoyama Ri had no choice but to give up and listen to the class carefully, while his right hand always kept snapping his fingers, which made him more focused than Aoyama Ri himself.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, but the math teacher continued teaching as if he didn't hear it.
Qingshan Li tried to pick up the paper particles, and immediately used the index finger of his right hand to exert force again.
It can even detect "staying late"? Is this smart or not?
Only after the math teacher finished class did Qingshan Li destroy the "paper particle".
"Mr. Fukayama, I like Curry too." Aoyama Riki said to the basketball girl.
"Huh?" Shenshan You looked puzzled, not knowing why he suddenly said that.
But by the time she realized what the other person had said, the reason no longer mattered.
"Really?" she asked in surprise, "Qingshan-san has also become interested in basketball recently? Are you interested in joining the basketball club? I'm very familiar with the men's basketball team and can help introduce them!"
[Campus romance novels: 19%]
"No, thank you." Qingshan Li smiled.
This is a smile that only accepts the other party's goodwill, but does not accept suggestions, and tries to be polite.
"Aoyama, didn't you say that the school requires you to join a club? If you don't want to go to the basketball club, how about joining the football club?" Kobayashi Shiki said.
"Can we go for a tour first?" Aoyama Ri asked, "Aizawa, what about the Kendo Club? I've never been in a club before, and I want to learn more about it."
"Of course!" Kobayashi Shiki acted as if he could decide everything about the football club.
Aizawa Jun also nodded, indicating that it was no problem.
Since you have to visit anyway, you might as well start with the places where you know people.
"It's almost time, let's go," said Jun Aizawa.
The third class was physical education, which was why Qingshan Li chatted during the break.
The atmosphere in the classroom is also quite lively. This period of time when they don't have to study is a rare relaxation for them.
Everyone took their clothes, went to the locker room to change into sportswear, and then gathered on the playground.
"Warm up first," said the muscular physical education teacher, "After warming up, the girls will run 800 meters and the boys will run 1500 meters."
"Ah~" Wails of resistance came one after another.
The PE teacher ignored him and said, "Run a lap, start!"
He whistled loudly, and everyone started running one by one.
"Let's run together later?" said Kobayashi Shiki.
"Okay." Jun Aizawa nodded.
"Those who dared to sneak out will be deducted 20 points for carelessness in this monthly exam!" Qingshan said.
"What did I say just now?" Kobayashi Shiki asked in confusion, "Actually, I was suddenly reincarnated into another world just now, and defeated the Demon King as a hypnotist hero, and was teleported back by the God, so for me, what happened between us in the last second has been several months for me..."
Jun Aizawa made a knife attack.
"Beast!" Qingshan Li was more civilized and only moved his mouth but not his hands.
But Jun Aizawa, who is also a member of the sports club, can't stand Kobayashi Shiki's shamelessness; and Aoyama Ri, who is not a fast runner, feels betrayed.
After running a lap, everyone gathered at the starting point again.
"Boys run first." said the physical education teacher.
The boys came forward and many of them took off their coats, leaving only their short-sleeved shirts.
The girls were waiting behind, some were busy taking care of themselves, while others had enough time to stare at the boys.
Qingshan Li looked at the empty runway in front of him, as if he was preparing himself mentally, but in fact he was looking at the panel.
His 'physique' is C, which is the normal physical strength, but his 'speed' is D. Overall, he is not as good as a normal person in long-distance running.
But in this day and age, how many normal people are there?
I shouldn't be that bad, just not as good as Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun from the sports club.
But he wasn't going to run away by himself.
"Ready—" The physical education teacher pulled out a gun from behind like a gangster.
Aoyama Ri wiped his toes on the track and leaned forward slightly.
The surroundings became quiet, and I could hear the nervous, uneasy, or excited breathing of the boys around me.
——The system is running!
[Exam scene detected, whether to enable intelligent guidance]
——Turn it on!
"Bang!" a gunshot rang out.
The boys rushed out.
Aoyama Ri lost control of his body and rushed out first.
There were no restricted tracks for the 1,500-meter test, so when the crowd hadn't run ten meters, they saw Aoyama Riki running alone in the innermost circle.
"Is he crazy?" Kobayashi Shiki looked at Aizawa Jun in confusion.
"I don't know." Jun Aizawa was also puzzled.
"This is 1,500 meters. Did he hear it as 100 meters or 50 meters?" said Shiki Kobayashi.
In the distance, her younger sister Ono Mitsuki, who was also taking a physical education class, saw this scene and whispered, "I told you he should rest for two more days."
What she meant was that Aoyama Ri was sick in the head.
Running at maximum speed, Aoyama Riki started to feel tired after 50 meters.
——System, are you crazy?
The system did not answer and did not provide chat, no, it should be a complaint service.
Aoyama Riki finished a lap very quickly.
The physical education teacher looked at him, hesitant to speak, and finally reminded him: "Exhale once every three steps, inhale once every three steps, come on!"
Aoyama Ri caught up with the girls who left late and dived in, breathing in the scent of the girls.
"Qingshan, this is 1500 meters, be careful to allocate your energy."
"Come on, Aoyama-san!"
"Aoyama-san!"
After Qingshan Li left, one girl said to another girl, "So handsome!"
"This is the first time I've seen Qingshan's profile so closely!"
"His arm rubbed against me!"
"Is he okay running so fast?"
At 200 meters, Qingshan Li did not slow down. He felt like he was riding a bicycle climbing a steep slope, swaying from side to side.
300 meters, strong winds blew on the steep slope.
At 400 meters, his vision flickered and he could lose consciousness at any time.
At 500 meters, he told himself: I must not faint, no matter how painful it is, at least I must not faint, this is what a real man does!
At 510 meters, he admitted defeat and wanted nothing more than to faint.
The muscles in my legs have turned into lumps of flesh that only transmit pain.
"Hey, are you okay?" The physical education teacher started running with the child out of concern.
There was no expression on Qingshan Liqingjun's face, which was extremely cold. There was only the end in his eyes, like a professional killer who had taken aim.
At 600 meters, Qingshan Li became a vegetable, his consciousness trapped in a body that could not move or shout.
The PE teacher couldn't keep up even if he took shortcuts!
700 meters, fainted;
701 meters, wake up;
750 meters, fainted;
751 meters, wake up.
This day was Monday of the third week of school at Kaiming High School. The cherry blossom season was coming to an end and the air was filled with the warm scent of spring. It was on this day that Aoyama Ryo broke the school's 1,500-meter record.
After crossing the finish line, he knelt on the track and fainted.
[Instruction ended, first place was achieved]