Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 202 Fashion Magazine
  "Dilili! Dilili!"

The phone rang and no one answered until the end.

"Beep beep beep beep."

Xiaolan hung up the phone after realizing that no one would answer the phone now.

"It seems Fujiwara-san is not at home."

After Fei Yingli brought out the breakfast she made from the kitchen, she said to Xiaolan in the living room, "He must have gone out to exercise. You can try the replay later. Let's eat first and try my handiwork."

Since Xiaolan moved in, Concubine Yingli has fallen in love with cooking like a maniac. Today's breakfast was pretty sumptuous, with miso soup, pickles, white rice and a dish whose name I couldn't tell.

"Yeah." After Xiaolan put down the phone, she also came to the dining table and looked at the dark things on the table. She couldn't tell what it was at first.

I took out my chopsticks and poked it twice. I found that it was very hard and could not be penetrated.

(What kind of dark cuisine is this?)

I was too embarrassed to ask directly what it was, so I gently reminded myself that I couldn’t eat so much in the morning.

"Do you think my cooking is not delicious enough?" Seeing her mother's disappointed look, Xiaolan immediately waved her hand, "No, absolutely not, it looks delicious."

She still couldn't bear to hurt the other person's self-confidence, so she praised him unconscionably and put a piece of pickled vegetables into her mouth.

"Yeah, it's delicious. Where did you buy these pickles?"

Seeing that her daughter would rather eat pickled vegetables than taste the tamagoyaki she made, Fei Yingli could not care less about the disappointment and explained, "I didn't buy it, it was given to me by Fujiwara yesterday. I heard that it was given to me by a friend from out of town. His, he brought it to us when he couldn’t finish it.”

"Brother Xinghai's friend?" Xiaolan stopped her chopsticks and asked in confusion, "This is the first time I've heard about Brother Xinghai's past."

"Oh, the first time? He hasn't talked to you about this?"

"Well, I just mentioned his previous time in Kyoto."

It seemed that no one knew anything about Fujiwara Hoshikai's past affairs, even Xiaolan, who she thought had a good relationship with him.

"Then what do you usually talk about? You don't always talk about little gossip about celebrities, do you?"

"No, I don't talk to Brother Xinghai about this."

"Then what do you usually talk about?"

"We usually talk about the Detective Agency and Conan, and sometimes we talk about other travel-related topics."

"What else?" Feiying said seriously.

Xiaolan was shocked when she saw her mother's increasingly serious expression, "Why is mom so curious about Brother Xinghai's past affairs?"

"Nothing, just asking. It seems I'm overthinking."

"What are you overthinking?" Xiaolan was confused and couldn't understand the deeper meaning of her mother's words. "Mom, why are you the Riddler like Shinichi? It's hard to figure out..."

Upon hearing that Xiaolan was still in contact with that little detective kid, Fei Yingli put down her chopsticks and said angrily, "Why are you still in contact with the kid from the Kudo family? Didn't I tell you that childhood sweethearts never end well?"

Fei Yingli scolded Xiaolan and began to reason.

"Let me tell you, childhood sweethearts are the most unreliable thing..."

"Di Ling Ling!" Xiaolan broke free and heard the phone ringing, got up and ran over. After seeing the call notification, she shouted excitedly: "It's Brother Xinghai."

After Fei Yingli saw the bright light in Xiaolan's eyes, she smiled knowingly and said softly, "Then you take it. Tell him that you were selected by Eiko Toya's fashion magazine."

(It seems I’m overthinking again)

"Yes." Xiaolan said as she answered the phone, "Hey Brother Xinghai."

"Oh, Xiaolan, I just took Conan for a morning jog. I didn't bring my cell phone and couldn't answer the call. Do you have anything to do with me?" He picked up the towel and wiped the sweat on his face.

(Although I know that this is nonsense, no one is holding the phone and playing with it, but I still want to say the beginning of the nonsense)
  “I was selected by a fashion magazine owned by Ms. Toya and invited me to be her invited model for the May cover.”

Listening to Xiaolan's joyful voice on the other end of the phone, Fujiwara understood that the timeline had returned to a period of time after the original elevator murder case.

"Good news, I'm very happy."

"Well, I'm very happy. I received a call from Ms. Toya yesterday. I thought it was a prank call. I couldn't believe it."

Xiaolan thought of the story of her and her mother's battle of wits with Miss Toya on the phone yesterday. In the end, she heard Miss Toya's voice, and then confirmed that the other party was real, and it was indeed the famous fashion designer Toya. House Eiko.

"Did Ms. Toya make the call herself?" Fujiwara thought that at most she would ask her assistant to ask Xiaolan to come over and take a random set of photos and add them to the magazine, but he didn't expect that she would actually arrange for Xiaolan to be the cover girl.

This was a bit beyond his expectations.

"It's me. My mother and I confirmed it together, but I can't believe that my mother, who calls herself a fan of Eiko Toya, didn't recognize that this is her idol, hahaha."

Indeed, most people really can't tell the difference.

"That's great. When will they invite Xiaolan?"

"It was this Tuesday afternoon. The shooting location was at Eiko Toya Building."

"This Tuesday?" Fujiwara looked at the date on the electronic calendar on the wall in confusion. Today is Saturday, April 26th. Logically speaking, Tuesday should be said to be 'next Tuesday' at this time, but Xiaolan emphasized this Tuesday.

This means that in the eyes of everyone outside, today's date is definitely not Saturday, and something is wrong.

Xiaolan seemed to realize something and explained specifically, "Well, I will go to Toya Eiko Building tomorrow afternoon to participate in the shooting. Brother Xinghai is free tomorrow?"

"I'm free." Fujiwara said, suppressing the urge to smash the electronic calendar.

"See you tomorrow then?"

"OK, see you tomorrow."

Putting aside the matter of Toya Eiko's invitation to Xiaolan, Fujiwara is currently most concerned about why the electronic calendar he specially redeemed from the system store is not working. Thinking that this thing actually cost him a hundred points to redeem from the system store, but as soon as he arrived in the world of Kexue, it quickly malfunctioned like a native of the Romans. This was unreasonable and such a disadvantage.

Not long ago, Fujiwara's system store received an update. The exchange ratio between system points and Japanese yen increased to 25 yen for one system point. In the past, 1000 million yen could be exchanged for 400 system points, but now it can only be exchanged for 1000 system points. Of course, some items in the corresponding system stores have also been appropriately reduced in price. An advanced learning card has been reduced from the original 700 points to the current points.

Prices have increased and points have depreciated.

"Can this thing be returned?"

[Sold items leave the mall space and will not be returned or exchanged]

"What about the cards I haven't received yet? Can they be refunded?"

I think back when Fujiwara exchanged the magic stones sent by Anko into system points, he went to the Lucky Wheel to draw wildly, and he drew a lot of things, but overall he lost money. So I never got around to picking it up, so I kept it lying there.

[Yes, but it must be converted according to the current exchange rate]

After knowing that he could exchange points, Fujiwara immediately started to collect them, picked a few items and took the rest to reheat the system.

[Recycling completed, a total of 4700 points will be returned]

"Okay, it's better than nothing."

(End of this chapter)