Tokyo Lady: Open your eyes and bump into a plump lady

On the campus of Tokyo University.

There is a beautiful scenery.

A beautiful woman and a man, um.......... yes, a man.

At least that's how the bystanders evaluate it.

During this period, many people recognized Gao Mu Satoru and came to take pictures and ask for autographs.

Gao Mu Satoru handed the autograph in his hand to the junior sister and smiled at Zhimei beside him: "There's no way, I'm a celebrity now."

Kitahara Zhimei smiled in her heart, it was really interesting, but her face was still as cold as before.

[Ding, Kitahara Zhimei's mood changed from calm to happy, generating an emotional value of 5000, and the current emotional value is 112000. ]

At this time, a boy came over with surprise, "You...................Are you senior sister Kitahara Zhimei?"

Obviously the boy recognized her.

"I am."

"Great, great. Senior, I... I am your fan, really, I have always regarded you as my idol."

"Can I take a photo with you?"

"Sure."

"Please take a photo of me and Senior."

Takagi Satoru took his phone and took a photo.

"Can I............ hug Senior?" The boy asked.

Takagi Satoru pulled the corner of his mouth, you really know how to take advantage of others.

"How about I hug you? We are also celebrities now." Takagi Satoru said.

The boy knew that Takagi Satoru was not easy to mess with, so he gave up in a huff......................

I didn't hug him, but you hugged him.

Kitahara Osamu felt warm in her heart.

[Ding, Kitahara Osamu's favorability +5, currently 5. 】

"No way, we are still celebrities now." Kitahara Osamu said, listening to Takagi Satoru's words.

After a small storm, the two continued to walk.

"Huh............" Kitahara Harumi's beautiful eyes moved, looking at the campus that had not been seen for many years.

An inexplicable feeling came to her heart.

"The changes are still quite big." Kitahara Harumi murmured.

"Indeed, not only things, but also people have changed a lot." Takagi Satoru replied with a smile.

Kitahara Harumi nodded in agreement with his statement. She had also changed more or less.

"Do you know the Tokyo Entrepreneurs Summit."

"I haven't heard of it."

Kitahara Harumi seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, "This is considered the highest-level business summit in the country."

"Oh, it's just a bunch of people getting together to brag."

Takagi Satoru summarized it in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Kitahara Harumi laughed dumbly. Don't say it, don't say it, it's indeed the truth.

"I came here to attend this meeting this time."

"Okay, let's stop here today." Kitahara Harumi said.

Takagi Satoru nodded, "Senior, can you give me your phone?"

Kitahara Osamu was a little puzzled, but still handed her phone to Takagi Satoru.

Takagi Satoru entered his phone number and called his own phone.

"This is my phone number. I believe that senior sister will definitely need it one day in the future."

Really? Will there be that day?

Kitahara Osamu didn't know that she would call Takagi Satoru in three days.

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Takagi Satoru returned home, and Hirakawa Shi looked furious and pounded the sofa with his hand.

The sofa was innocently caught in the crossfire.

"Is it that serious? The game is difficult to begin with. It's normal that you can't pass the level. Some people may not even be able to beat the first BOSS."

Takagi Satoru thought that Hirakawa Shi was so furious because he couldn't pass the game.

"Am I angry about the game?" Hirakawa Shi asked back.

"Then why? Was your confession rejected?"

"No! Didn't you ask me to post some video related to the game online?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Takagi Satoru did let him take advantage of the game's popularity, and maybe he could become an Internet celebrity in the future.

"I posted the video, talked about some of the game experience, and complained about the game's difficulty. Of course, I definitely didn't say any confidential things."

"As a result... a lot of people scolded me below."

Takagi Satoru was stunned, "Is this... the formation of Internet trolls."

"Internet trolls? This word is good, they are Internet trolls." Hirakawa Zhi said viciously

"Let me see how they scolded me." Gao Muwu asked.

When Gao Muwu saw it, he couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed out loud.

"It's not about your strength, buddy. You're playing the game before it's out, right?"

"You're not bragging enough. My dad is the richest man in the country."

"Brother, don't tell me you're a time traveler. The game was only released this week. Tell me how the hell you played it."

"This guy wants to play the game so badly, and he said the game is very difficult. You're just a bad player."

"I agree, the guy above. If you're a bad player, practice more. If you can't afford it, don't play. I suggest you go to the kids' table."

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter."

The good news is that Pingchuanzhi's video went viral, but the bad news is that Pingchuanzhi was scolded badly.

But black and red are also red, right, brother.

Pingchuanzhi was so angry that he turned into a keyboard warrior and started fighting.

"I dare to post this video, which means I really played this game. Otherwise, why can I describe it in such detail."

"The game hasn't been posted yet, so tell me where you played it? Did you play it in a dream?"

"I know Gao Mu Satoru... I don't need to say anything more."

"I even said Gao Mu Satoru is my brother!"

Gao Mu Satoru's face was full of black lines. If you don't want to scold me, why don't you bring me, an innocent person, into the picture?

Little did he know that he was the initiator of all this.

"I'm so angry."

"Xiao Zhi, everything has two sides, black and red are also red."

Hirakawa Zhi was stunned suddenly, as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened, and his words were a revelation.

"You're right, I just... I don't believe I can't beat them with scolding!"

So Hirakawa Zhi's fighting spirit and hand speed were stronger than before.

His fingers tapped the keyboard with a crackling sound.

He vowed to win this battle.

Gao Mu Satoru rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then walked out quietly.

Three days had passed, and Gao Mu Satoru had not seen Kitahara Osamu again during this period.

In the evening, a phone rang.

Four words were displayed on the phone: Kitahara Osamu.

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