Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 885: Hojo-kun is truly a genius!

After eating 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 how Japanese high school girls eat. A cup of coffee and a small piece of cake are enough to last until tomorrow morning. It's not really about saving money. Those who want to lose weight also eat high-calorie foods. The only benefit is that they can complain tomorrow morning, "Ah, I couldn't resist eating a piece of cake last night. I seem to have gained weight again!"

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

【Tokyo Taishinjuku】

A private school that has been deeply rooted in Toshima Ward is quite strong, with a satisfactory proportion of students admitted to difficult universities every year. In the past two years, it has been moving towards Bunkyo Ward, but the results are not very ideal. The area full of colleges and universities is simply a Shura field, with countless private schools fighting each other, and the competition for outstanding students every year is simply terrifying.

Yes, it is not just universities that compete for outstanding students, private schools do the same. Waiving tuition fees, offering huge scholarships to those who rank high in mock exams, and even paying for college tuition are not a big deal.

Of course, all the money spent on competing for the poster students will eventually be recovered from the leeks like Ohashi Junko.

As soon as Jiucai Lunzi sat down, her friends, whom she had just met for less than a week, greeted her enthusiastically.

"Renzi, have you finished your homework?"

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

"Of course I did it! My mom said that if I don't do it properly, she won't give me any pocket money!"

The classmates nearby put on masks of pain when they heard this. It was not too early to attend a private school in the first semester of the second year of high school. Some of the top scorers had been attending 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 ruined by the leisurely life in the first year of high school. After spending a year in private school and awakening the memories deep in their blood, they would feel uncomfortable if they didn't study for a second, and they would have to spend the New Year in private school.

There aren't many people in a cram school class, about 10 or so. This is considered relatively small, and in most cases there are twice as many people as in a school class.

After chatting for a while, the tutor walked in from the door and everyone shut up.

The teacher clapped his hands and said, "Okay, pass on the exercises you brought back yesterday, starting from the back."

Jiucai Renzi hurriedly found the exercise book with the private school logo printed on it and handed it over. The fee for today's math tutoring class is 120,000 yen, which is the fee for the second grade. It will increase by another 60,000 yen in the third grade.

A pile of exercises was quickly handed to the desk, and then the teacher began the lecture.

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

Could it be that he was dating Mr. Hojo in a family restaurant? He was pretending to give her tutoring, but in fact he was being affectionate.

Hey, why is my teacher such a bald guy?

Picking up the pen and scribbling a few notes in the notebook, Ohashi Junko was full of complaints, but soon she threw herself into studying under the influence of her classmates.

Compared to several other Asian countries with the same culture, Japan is a country where exams truly determine your life.

Let’s talk about the police. In order to increase the drama, some TV dramas have to add some messy factions such as 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, how many people are there in Kyushu? As long as they have the same place of origin, they are all in the same faction? Don't be ridiculous? How can those idiots compare with us elites from the University of Tokyo? 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 there are only a dozen of us from the University of Tokyo who have been admitted to the Metropolitan Police Department.

That's what a companion is!

And the benefits of being admitted to the University of Tokyo are far more than just these. Among the dozen or so Tokyo University students 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 will definitely be one who can sit on the throne of Superintendent General of Police and one who can become the Commissioner of Police.

What does this mean? Even if all the 18 people who passed the exam in the same year were just living a lazy life, one of them would be picked out to sit on the highest throne.

Looking around the world, is there any government that can do something like this? No matter your birth or family background, you only need to get into a university and pass the civil service exam.

This is the true meaning of Japan’s personnel system. Examinations determine destiny.

It's not hopeless, but exciting. As soon as you enter the department, the boss tells you that my position will be taken over by one of you dozen people. Who can refuse such a practical and achievable pie?

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 unimaginable to others. With the school as the vein, a huge network covers the entire Japan.

Just like Hojo Kyosuke, if he was already a student at the University of Tokyo, the previous Mystery Writers Association Award would not be so troublesome, as the OBs who have already graduated would help him.

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

The class ended quickly, and as the teacher walked out of the classroom with the exercise book, Jiucai Lunzi plopped down on the table. She felt that she could clearly feel how the cake in her stomach was being digested.

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

She groaned, but her attention was soon drawn to the classmates next to her, who began discussing how to lose weight and maintain 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 Renzi, you are so hungry? The questions in the private school can no longer satisfy you?"

"Are you going for the mock exam bonus?"

The students next to her started to complain, but Ohashi Junko didn't say anything. These guys will definitely scream when they see Mr. Hojo's name on the test paper!

She didn't have any idea of ​​competing. She wasn't afraid that someone else would solve the good questions and raise their scores. After all, there were hundreds of thousands of candidates, and she wasn't applying to a school that only admitted a single digit number of students.

Besides, this is just for everyone to see, don’t even think about making a copy!

She picked up her backpack from the desk and reached into it...

"Eh!?"

Lunzi suddenly opened his schoolbag, opened his eyes wide and looked into the bag.

"Gone! Gone?!"

She screamed, stood up, turned her bag upside down, and poured out everything inside.

Hair ties, eye shadow, lipstick, sanitary napkins...

There were all kinds of stuff, except for the test paper that I had just copied and asked from a friend.

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

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

She knew that even though Huiping looked like she didn't care about anything, he would be very angry if he ate the octopus sausage in her lunch box. It was easy to appease him, just apologize immediately and compensate him with a drink. But the latter also depended on the situation. Sausages were something you could eat every day, and although you liked them, it wasn't that serious.

The exercises written by Hojo Kyosuke himself are the only ones in the world, and he only got them because he is Kei's one and only friend.

That was the exercise that witnessed the beautiful night of Hui and Hojo teacher under Mount Fuji. Although it was a copy, but...

Ren Zigang, who knows his friend very well, promised that even if Hui had finished the original test paper, she would keep it well and perhaps take it out to savor it even ten thousand years later.

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

Leek Lunzi murmured in despair.

Her appearance made the students around her laugh, and one kindly reminded her:

"Maybe you put it in the homework you just handed in?"

Hearing this, Ohashi Junko seemed to have grasped the last straw. Her eyes lit up, and her intelligent brain started to work at full capacity. The experiences 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 in order to prevent the tatters in her schoolbag from contaminating the test questions written by Mr. Hojo himself.

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

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

Ohashi Rinko slammed the table and shouted loudly. In fact, she didn't remember anything at all. No matter how hard she thought, there was only Mount Fuji, barbecue, fireworks, and the handsome face of Hojo Kyosuke.

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 that scene, so that you can succeed.

She has always firmly believed in this, which allows her to often control what kind of beautiful dreams she will have at night, which makes her very happy.

The classmate next to me asked, "Do you want me to accompany you to the teacher to get it back? If you are late, the teacher will mark your paper."

Oh yeah, there’s this one too!

Jiucai Lunzi suddenly woke up, slapped his thigh and tried to stand up, but his legs were weak.

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

"That shouldn't be the case. It's not a big deal to buy exercises yourself."

"Forget it then. The teacher probably won't notice. Let's just wait until he hands it out."

Ohashi Junko is a timid person. If it weren't for her personality, she wouldn't have become friends with the unknown Kato Megumi.

During the first year of high school, one of the classes was involved in a haunted house project. She relied on Hui's invisibility to get through the whole process without alerting any ghosts. This was the beginning of the two becoming close friends.

The coward's appearance made the other students laugh out loud, 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 her textbook.

Everyone was busy, only Ohashi Junko's eyes were fixed on the test paper in the teacher's hand.

That’s right, that’s the secret manual of magical skills that I got from Hui.

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

"Ohashi-san, is this test paper yours?"

Renzi replied in a low voice: "Yes..."

Then, without waiting for the teacher to continue speaking, she shouted out loudly:

"This is the test paper that Mr. Hojo personally compiled!"

If this guy was seen by Onizuka Eikichi, Hikigaya Hachiman and others, they would definitely treat him as a close friend.

No matter what, he should first announce his big brother's name. It would be best if the other party was scared, but if not, he would have an excuse to ask his big brother to avenge him.

As for whether I can beat him or not? Huh? Is there anyone stronger than my big brother in the world? Besides, even if I can't beat him, the worst that can happen is that I will die with my big brother.

(Hojo Kyousuke: How about your big brother be Tetsuta Kisaki? Or Momotaro is also OK? If all else fails, I will give you a name "Miyamizu Toshiki", a high-ranking bureaucrat, a very useful name)

The bald teacher was stunned for a second, then he said happily:

"I said that no one other than Hojo Kyosuke could compile such a test paper. When I saw the name, I believed it, but I also found it incredible."

He pointed to the name of Hojo Kyosuke on the test paper. He was well aware that one should leave one's name behind for good deeds, so he wrote his name carefully on every test paper. If there were any pictures used, he would also add Lily's name.

When Leek Lunzi heard the teacher's tone, he immediately became bolder and said with a laugh:

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

The bald teacher pulled a chair over and sat down. He opened the test paper and a workbook, pointed to a similar question and said:

"It's more than good, it's simply amazing. Look, this is a question from our cram school teacher, and this is a question from Hojo-kun. They both test the same knowledge point, and they are both modeled after a question from the Tokyo University's secondary test last year. But our cram school's question is completely bad. Anyone who has done last year's Tokyo University test can solve it instantly. It's not challenging at all."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and found the test paper of the second test of the University of Tokyo last year and showed it to the students who were watching. The students lowered their heads and looked left and right, and found that it was exactly as the teacher said.

"But Hojo-kun's question is different!"

The bald teacher raised his voice:

"Although the knowledge points tested are exactly the same, the questions are completely different. People who have done the Tokyo University test can only be sure that this question requires this knowledge point, but how to solve the question requires further thinking. But the opposite is different. As long as you can understand Hojo-kun's question, then doing the Tokyo University secondary test question will be a piece of cake!"

(ps: Hahahaha, I fainted last night) (End of this chapter)