Net King Simulation Game

Bahahahaha, if you think this is a natural mutual confession, then you are very wrong! ! !Hmm, hum, how could this kind of thing happen with the author here, let's go to bed early.

So in fact, at the end of the day, the question remains unasked.

There is one and only one reason.

Crack, click——

It was intermittent electrical noise, followed by soft music that was as gentle as water came from the speaker in the corner of the classroom. Bingdi did not have the habit of playing music at noon, so it should be a sound test now.The sudden broadcast immediately attracted everyone's attention, so I had to give up the question that came to my mouth and listen carefully.

Well, it’s okay to ask later, let’s hear what it is first.

After a few seconds, it was obvious that the channel had been adjusted, and the exquisite and sweet female voice resounded like a spring water rang through the entire campus.

——Student Aoi from group C of the second grade, please come to the teaching office after hearing the broadcast.repeat.Classmate Aoi from group C of the second grade, please come to the teaching office after hearing the broadcast.above.

...Ah, what?

My eyes moved to the person who was looking at me in amazement, and I saw my stupid look in the eyes of the other person.

At this time, the lunch break was halfway through, and a few students who had finished their lunch came back from the outside, but were stunned by the sudden broadcast and stuck at the door.They turned to look at me with indescribable expressions on their faces.Obviously, the content of the broadcast exceeded all expectations.At least, neither I nor the person opposite me nor the few people present had expected it.

What's the matter?Looking back on this period of time, I didn't do anything outrageous, and I didn't hurt others, but I'm used to bleeding once in a while.

There is a bad feeling.

My crow's mouth has always been very good.

I lowered my head and took a few quick mouthfuls of rice. I threw the empty lunch box to Rijiruo, got up and went out: "I'm leaving, help me clean up."

After taking two steps, there was the sound of pulling the stool away from behind, and then the young man's cool voice: "Wait, I'll go with you."

I froze, thought for three seconds, and nodded, "Alright."

To be honest, I was a little scared. After studying for so many years, it was the first time I entered the teaching office. In my impression, most students would not be called away unless they made a mistake, and the lucky ones were almost those bad boys. , so I felt flustered almost subconsciously.I don't know what I need to face, I have no foundation in my heart, although I am sure that I have not done anything wrong to anyone.

The two put their respective lunch boxes away, ignoring those who had recovered, and walked out one after the other.

"..."

Relatively silent along the way.It seems that the way we get along is like this. Sometimes we can talk freely, and sometimes we will walk side by side quietly on the road like now.Simply, I'm used to it.I'd be surprised if one day he would strike up a conversation.

Within a few minutes, the gorgeous and hollowed-out doorplate with the words "Teaching Office" was in sight.The inexplicable guilt made me feel timid.Human beings always have a kind of fear, anxiety and excitement about unknown things. Of course, I only have the first two kinds now.Unable to guess what would greet me behind the door panel, I raised my eyes and stared at the door panel close at hand, hesitated for a few seconds before deciding whether to knock on the door now.

"Aoi."

My finger is about to touch the door panel. If the person behind me speaks a second later, I should get a response from the door in a few seconds, even if I have already entered.

I turned my head slightly, pretending to be calm and looking at the expressionless young man with a puzzled expression.

Unexpectedly, the hand hanging on the side was tightly held by a warm palm with a thin callus: "What are you afraid of?" He took half a step to the side, just in front of me.He stared into my eyes and raised his hand to shoulder height. Only then did I realize that my hand was trembling in the other's palm.

I pulled out a stiff expression that was barely a smile, and said dryly, "I don't know either." I didn't know what was wrong with me at all.

"This is not the you I know, show your aura." His words reminded me of the incident in the coffee shop.Actually, I am very timid.However, there is a saying that Boyman has implemented very well-when people want to protect something, they will become stronger. I just want to keep my job and salary...

"Do you have a clear conscience?"

I nodded subconsciously.

"Since you think there is nothing wrong, then let go, it's okay, trust yourself."

After he said this, the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.I smiled at him: "I see."

"Fine, that's it. Go in, I'll wait for you outside." He gave a faint smile, obviously glad I understood.

"Can't you stay with me?" I dragged his hand that was about to be recycled and looked back at him expectantly.To be honest, I really just wanted someone to be around to give me some courage.

He shook his head firmly, his expression undeniable.

A few minutes later, I walked out stiffly, my face pale.

Because the author Sang felt very boring, the following is the plot memory——

With permission from the inside of the door, I pushed the door lightly and walked in. What I saw was an elderly woman in business attire with a serious expression and black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.Generally, this type of female teacher has a cute name among Chinese students—old aunt, and unfortunately, I am not very good at this type.Keke, the topic is far away.

"Student Aoi, right? I received a report saying that you are working near the school?"But that's fine, but I don't understand why she said this. Could it be that Japan doesn't allow minors to work?

I nodded with doubts: "Yes." I felt that I seemed to have forgotten something important.

"Ice Empress does not allow students to work outside to earn pocket money, on the contrary, it is very respected, although not many people actually do it. But as far as I know, you have not submitted relevant applications."

"Application?!" Yes, that's it.I actually forgot about this. According to relevant regulations, middle school students under the age of [-] must apply for a part-time job through the school and get the consent of their parents, and they cannot work more than [-] hours a week.In the first few months when I came to this world, because the school was closed early, I didn’t pay much attention to it, and I forgot it after a long time. As a result, after I arrived in Tokyo, I thought that it would not be too late to find a job, so I kept procrastinating. Even if you drag it, you will forget it completely.

"So, your decision?" I asked this question with some trepidation. In my perception, serious and stubborn things are often decided and cannot be changed.

"Resign immediately." The other party's expression was firm.

"Is it not possible to make up the payment now?" I was dying.

"It seems that I haven't read the student handbook carefully, Aoi-san." The other party refused without mercy, and then invited me out without saying a word.

"That's it." Yi Wu Shi told him the process of the matter, and I was very depressed at this time.

Just as Hijiruo was about to say something, Mr. Atobe's iconic voice appeared out of nowhere. The timing was perfect, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was hiding aside and waiting for the author Sang to shout out.

"Take this." I was still figuring it out, a piece of paper floated in front of me, and I unconsciously reached out to pick up what the other person said.Stealing a quick glance, the bold and bold words on it were instantly stunned and unresponsive.

Emma, ​​what is this?

"A part-time job permit issued by the student union." The uncle answered very simply.

I know it's a part-time job, but the question is, how did you get this out, you've already left the job, shit.

"Ah, such a trivial matter, there is nothing that cannot be solved by my uncle." The uncle naturally brushed his forehead and smiled as brightly as before.

I really come here for whatever I want, ouch, sir, why did I only find out today that you suit me so well.Sir, you are indeed a good person!

The matter was resolved, and I was happy.Although you can find another job if you lose your job, but according to what the dean said just now, if you don't have relevant application certificates, and you are repeatedly arrested and refuse to change, it is probably a matter of dropping out of school.Well, it seems to be exaggerating a bit.In short, if you don't have trouble, you don't have trouble.

Afterwards, Rijiruo asked me if I knew who the whistleblower was.I shook my head and said I didn't know, and at the same time I didn't understand why I reported it at this time, when the final exam was less than a week away.I once thought, if it is a student of Bingdi, it seems a bit contradictory.First of all, I no longer work in a coffee shop for a day or two. There are many people in Bingdi who are dissatisfied with me, and there are not a few who wish for me to disappear immediately. If you really want to deal with me, you can use this from the beginning.But it's not right to think about it, because I have gotten very close to Rijiruo recently.Usually joking with him, chatting with him is enough to make the girls envious, but now I go in and out with the Prince Charming in people's mind and have lunch together at noon, the grievances behind the girls have become concrete.Then it is reasonable for them to choose this time to report.

But why do I feel that it is neither.

I thought it would be all right, but when I came to the school the next day, I found that there was another plot that had been used up in the fanfiction.

In the atrium of the school leading to the teaching building, there is usually a bulletin board to inform various precautions and other things, such as the top few in a certain exam, and the class placement of the new semester.

Today, the bulletin board, which is usually almost empty, is crowded with humans.

The right eyelid twitched violently.

Whatever it is, let's go.

If you feel that you are not moving quickly, trouble will happen.I quickly took two steps, and suddenly someone in the crowd yelled, "Hey, look, she's here!" The next second, the crowd all looked at me, even though my back was turned to them, But still can feel that sharp and straightforward eye ray.Well, after all, it wasn't the first time he was stared at like this.

In fact, I always feel that my golden finger is in the wrong place, author Sang, please give me superpowers!

The author has something to say: Emma, ​​the part-time job regulations in the article, I remember reading it somewhere, please ask my friends and apprentices to find it, but I can’t find it, so I can only make it up by myself, and you don’t need to care about it, just read it good!