Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

After finishing the cake in the cafe, Ohashi Junko separated from her friends and took the subway to the private school, cursing all the way.

This is the diet of Japanese female high school students. A cup of coffee and a small piece of cake will last until tomorrow morning. It can't be said to save money. Those who are losing weight also consume high-calorie foods. The only benefit is that you can complain tomorrow morning, "Ah, I couldn't help eating a piece of cake last night. It seems that I have gained weight again!".

Anyway, when Ohashi Junko walked into the private school classroom, almost all the classmates had arrived. She was so scared that she quickly shrank her neck and walked back to her seat along the wall.

[Tokyo Taijinjuku]

A private school that has been deeply rooted in Toshima Ward, its strength is pretty good. Every year, the proportion of students admitted to difficult universities is satisfactory. In the past two years, it has been advancing to Bunkyo Ward, but the results are not very ideal. The area full of colleges and universities is simply a Shura field. Countless private schools are fighting in it, and the competition for outstanding students every year is simply terrifying.

Yes, it is not just colleges and universities that compete for outstanding students, but private schools as well. Waiving tuition fees, offering huge scholarships to those who rank high in mock exams, and even covering university tuition fees are not a big deal.

Of course, these expenses used to compete for the top students will eventually be recovered from the leeks like Ohashi Junko.

As soon as Junko sat down, her friends who had just met for less than a week greeted her enthusiastically.

"Junko, have you finished your homework?"

Junko, who was about to use a small mirror to touch up her makeup, put down her lip gloss and complained:

"Of course I've done it! My mom said that if I dare to be perfunctory, she will not give me pocket money!"

The classmates next to him put on painful masks when they heard it. It is not too early to go to a private school in the first semester of the second year of high school. Some of the kings of the exam papers have never stopped taking cram schools since junior high school (Tetsuta Kisaki).

Everyone started to complain about their classmates' happy holidays and their own miserable experiences. These guys were spoiled by the leisurely life of the first year of high school. After a year in the private school, the memory deep in their blood will be awakened. They will feel uncomfortable if they don't study for a second. They will spend the New Year in the private school.

There are not many people in a cram school class, about ten or so. This is relatively small. In the case of more than one, there are twice as many as a class in school.

After chatting for a while, the cram school teacher came in from the door, and everyone shut up.

The teacher clapped his hands: "Okay, pass the exercises you brought back yesterday from the back to the front."

Jiucai Renzi hurriedly found the exercise book with the private school logo and handed it over. The math tutoring today is charged 120,000 yen per subject. This is the fee for the second grade, and it will increase by another 60,000 yen in the third grade.

A pile of exercises were quickly handed to the desk, and then the teacher began to teach.

While savoring the sweet taste of the cream in her mouth, the leek girl wondered what her friend Hui was doing.

Could it be that she was dating Mr. Hojo in a family restaurant? They were pretending to make up lessons, but they were actually being affectionate.

Hey, why is my teacher such a bald guy?

Picking up a pen and jotting down a few notes on the notebook, Ohashi Junko complained a lot, but soon she was driven by her classmates to study.

Compared with several other countries with the same culture in Asia, Japan is the country where exams really determine your life.

Let's talk about the police. In order to increase the drama, some film and television dramas have to add some messy factions of Satsuma and Kyushu to the Metropolitan Police Department, but in fact, the Metropolitan Police Department has only one faction, that is, the "Todai faction".

Just think about it, how many people are there in Satsuma and how many people are there in Kyushu? As long as the place of origin is the same, they are in the same faction? Don't be kidding? How can those idiots compare with us, the elites of Todai? Are we the same species? There are only 2,000 students from the University of Tokyo among hundreds of thousands of college entrance examination candidates nationwide, and only a dozen of us from the University of Tokyo are admitted to the Metropolitan Police Department.

This is called companionship!

And the benefits of being admitted to the University of Tokyo are far more than that. Among the dozen students from the University of Tokyo who are admitted to the Metropolitan Police Department, the worst one can be promoted to Superintendent of Police, and among those who are admitted to the Metropolitan Police Department in the same year, there must be one who can sit on the throne of Superintendent General of Police and one who can become the Chief of Police.

What does this mean? Even if all the 18 people who are admitted in the same year are just living a lazy life, in the end, one of them will be picked out to sit on the highest throne anyway.

Looking around the world, which country's government can do such a thing? It doesn't matter if you are born or have family background, you just need to be admitted to a university and pass the civil service exam.

This is the true meaning of the Japanese personnel sequence, and the exam determines your fate.

It is not dead and hopeless, but rather exciting. As soon as you enter the department, the boss will tell you that my position will be taken over by one of you dozen people in the future. Who can refuse such a practical cake?

And it's not just the Metropolitan Police Department, other major companies and government departments in Japan are almost the same. The connections and cohesion brought by famous universities are simply beyond the imagination of others. With the school as the vein, a huge network covers the entire Japan.

Just like Hojo Kyosuke, if he is already a student at the University of Tokyo, the previous Mystery Writers Association Award would not be so troublesome, and the OBs who have already graduated would take action.

So it is not difficult to understand the Japanese love for exams and cram schools. Although you can live a comfortable life after graduating from high school and working, people are always unsatisfied.

The class ended quickly. As the teacher walked out of the classroom with the exercise book, Leek Rinko lay on the table. She felt that she could clearly feel how the small cake in her stomach was digested.

"Ah... I'm so hungry!"

She groaned, but her attention was soon attracted by the classmates next to her, who began to discuss how to lose weight and keep their figure.

As she was talking, she suddenly remembered something: "Oh! That's right! I got a set of super awesome exercises!"

"Ah? Isn't it Rinko, you are so hungry? The questions in the private school can't satisfy you anymore?"

"Are you going for the mock exam bonus?"

The classmates next to her complained one after another, and Ohashi Rinko didn't say anything. These guys will definitely scream when they see the name of Mr. Hojo on the test paper!

She didn't have any idea of ​​competition. She was not afraid that the good questions would be done by others to improve their scores. After all, there were hundreds of thousands of candidates, and she was not going to take the exam for the kind of school that only recruited single-digit students.

Besides, it was just for everyone to see, and don't even think about taking it to copy!

She picked up the backpack from the desk and reached in, in...

"Eh!?"

Renko suddenly opened her schoolbag, looked down at the bag with wide eyes.

"It's gone! It's gone?!"

She screamed, stood up and turned the schoolbag upside down, pouring out everything inside.

Hairbands, eye shadow, lipstick, sanitary pads...

There were all kinds of messy things, but there was no test paper that I had just copied and asked from my friend.

It's over, if Hui knew I lost it so quickly, she would definitely be furious!

Ohashi Junko sat weakly on the chair, holding her hair with both hands and looking desperate.

She knew that although Hui usually looked like she didn't care about anything, in fact, the guy would be very angry if he just ate the octopus sausage in her lunch box. It's easy to coax him, just apologize immediately and compensate with a drink. But the latter also depends on the situation. The sausage is something you can eat every day. Although you like it, it's not that serious.

The exercises written by Hojo Kyosuke himself are unique in the world, and he only got them because he was Hui's only friend.

Those were the exercises that witnessed Hui and Teacher Hojo's beautiful night at the foot of Mount Fuji. Although they were copies,...

Renko, who knew her friend very well, just promised that she would keep the original test paper in Hui's hand well even if she finished it, and maybe she would take it out to savor it ten thousand years later.

"It's over, Hui will kill me."

Renko murmured desperately.

Her appearance made the classmates around her laugh, and some kindly reminded her:

"Will you put it in the exercises you just handed in?"

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Hearing this, Ohashi Renko seemed to have grabbed the last straw, her eyes lit up, her intelligent brain started at full speed, and the experience of the past three hours played in her mind like a movie.

After coming out of the cafe, she and Hui immediately went to the nearest printing shop. After copying the test questions, she specially put the test questions in the private school exercise book to prevent the rags in her schoolbag from tainting the test questions written by Teacher Hojo himself.

She raised her hand and felt the touch of the paper when she put the test paper into the exercise book on her fingers, and the excitement and excitement at that time also emerged in her heart.

"Yes! That's right! That's it!"

Ohashi Junko slapped the table and shouted loudly. In fact, she didn't remember anything at all. No matter how she thought about it, there were only Mount Fuji, barbecue, fireworks, and Hojo Kyosuke's handsome face.

But she had to believe it because she once heard a saying that when you want to accomplish something, you have to make the scene of success colorful in your mind, as if you have already seen such a scene, so that you can succeed.

She has always believed in this, which allows her to often control what kind of beautiful dreams she wants to have at night, which is really a happy batch.

The classmate next to her asked, "Do you want me to go with you to the teacher to get it back? If it's a little later, the teacher will mark your papers."

Yes, there's this one more thing!

Jiucai Junzi suddenly woke up and slapped her thighs to stand up, but her legs were weak.

"Do you want to go? Will the teacher be angry?" she whispered.

"I don't think so? It's not a big deal to buy exercises by yourself."

"Then forget it. The teacher probably won't find out. Just wait until he hands it out."

Ohashi Junzi was timid. If it weren't for this personality, she wouldn't have become friends with the little transparent Kato Megumi.

During the first year of high school, one class's project was a haunted house. She relied on Megumi's invisibility aura to pass the level without disturbing the ghosts. This was the opportunity for the two to become close friends.

This cowardly look made other students laugh, but before they could laugh at Jiucai, they saw the bald math teacher walking into the classroom with a stack of books.

The JK who was originally sitting on the desk quickly jumped down, smoothed her skirt and sat back on the chair properly. The one who was putting on makeup quickly covered the makeup mirror with a textbook.

Everyone was busy, only Ohashi Junko stared at the test paper in the teacher's hand.

That's right, that was the magic secret book that she asked from Hui.

The bald teacher walked all the way to Junko Leek and put the test paper on her desk.

"Ohashi, is this test paper yours?"

Junko whispered: "Yes..."

Then she did not wait for the teacher to continue talking like a mouse, and yelled directly:

"This is the test paper compiled by Teacher Hojo!"

If this guy is seen by Kamuzuka Yingji and Bicuya Hachiman, he will definitely be a confidant.

Regardless of the three seven twenty -one, first report on the name of my elder brother first. The other party is afraid of the best.

As for being unable to fight? ha? Is there a stronger one in the world than my big brother? Besides, even if you can't fight, it is great to die with your elder brother.

(Hojo Kyosuke: Do you say that your elder brother is rare? Or is it good? Or Ttararo? If you do n’t help it, I will give you a name “Gongshui Junshu”, senior bureaucrat, the name is very easy to use)

Teacher Bald first staggered for a second, and then said happily:

"I said that there would be no other people who could make such a test paper except Hojo Kyosuke. When I saw the name, I already believed it, but I felt incredible."

He pointed to the name of Hojo Kyosuke on the test paper. Someone knew that he had to leave the name if he did a good thing. Each test paper wrote his own name. name.

As soon as the leek Lunzi heard the teacher's tone, the courage became bigger immediately, haha ​​said with a smile:

"Teacher, do you think this test paper is also good?"

Teacher Bald pulled a chair from the side and sat down, opened the test paper and a exercise, and pointed to the similar question above and said:

"It's not good, it's so good. You see, this is a question from our teacher. This is the question from Hojo Jun. A question of this test. But this is not enough for us. As long as people who have brushed the Test questions last year, they can make it instantly.

He said something and took out his mobile phone and found out the test papers of the second trial of the East University last year. The students lowered their heads and looked at it, and found that they did say what the teacher said.

"But this question of Hojo Jun is different!"

Teacher Bald raised the tone:

"Although the knowledge points of the exam are the same, the topic is completely different. Those who have brushed the Toyo Test Paper can only determine that this question needs to use this knowledge point, but how to solve the problem but need to think about it. Different, as long as you can understand the title of Hojo Jun, and then go to the topic of the second trial of Dongda University, it is a piece of cake! "

(PS: Hahaha, it passed over last night) (This chapter is finished)