Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lynch didn't dare to turn his head back. He had an inexplicable feeling of being raped. What's going on?On the contrary, He Yao calmly turned his face away, and said to Zhong Yanzhai as if nothing had happened: "I drink at room temperature," then asked Lynch, "What about you?"

"I, I also drink at room temperature." Lynch stammered.

Rumang looked away behind him, and while Lynch breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that he really couldn't hold the role of a scumbag, so he quickly said to He Yao: "I have already signed a contract with Zhong Yanzhai, you still Find another navigator yourself."

"I can pay liquidated damages." He Yao said sincerely.

Lynch became anxious, "This is not a matter of liquidated damages."

"What's that?" He Yao, who didn't wear glasses, obviously didn't have the softness of glasses decoration, but was aggressive, "Aren't I better than him?"

A glass of soda water fell from the sky to separate the realization of the two. Bubbles filled the water-blue glass. Standing behind the sofa, Zhong Yanzhai said, "What gave you the illusion?"

Things began to develop in a direction that Lynch did not expect.

Zhong Yanzhai and He Yao stood in front of their racing cars respectively, and He Yao smiled, "I ran this field twice yesterday, and I am more familiar with it than you. I can let you go for 5 minutes."

"No need," Zhong Yanzhai smiled, "I'm afraid you won't be reconciled to losing."

Lynch stood in the middle of the two cars with a puzzled expression on his face. Although he repeatedly objected to such a meaningless race between the two, Zhong Yanzhai and He Yao reached a consensus on this matter.

He Yao said softly: "Don't worry, we are not betting on you, we are just discussing casually."

Zhong Yanzhai said indifferently: "Some people won't be convinced if they don't beat them."

Lynch: "..." Since everyone is the hero, can't they live in peace?

The two agreed to run back to the starting point and then return to Lynch's end point.

Lynch had no choice but to be the referee of the two, raised his helmet between the two cars, and glanced at Zhong Yanzhai's car again. The front glass and the mask glass of the car were covered by two layers. Lynch didn't know that Zhong Yanzhai Can you see his expression, he mouthed 'come on'.

Then, Lynch saw Zhong Yanzhai, who was wearing a helmet, nodded slightly to him.

Lynch turned his face back, he seemed to relax a lot, and shook his helmet down forcefully—"go!"

The two racing cars shot out almost at the same time, leaving behind a cloud of dust and smoke. Lynch turned his face away and said silently in his heart: Xiao Zhong, I want to win.

For an official racing competition, there will be drones and helicopters in the air to follow the live broadcast of the whole process in all directions without dead ends, but now Lynch can only wait anxiously at the same place, the racing suit has long been taken off his upper body, and a slap on the waist In the end, he looked around, climbed up to the big billboard at the entrance of the beverage store, squatted on a huge bottle of Coke statue and looked into the distance.

From the starting point to here, Lynch recorded the time when he came, and Zhong Yanzhai took 107 minutes.

It takes at least 200 minutes to go back and forth.

There were racing cars parked at the beverage store non-stop, and Lynch sat on the big Coke statue and asked the people below loudly, "Did you run into two racing cars?"

The people below looked up and were startled at first, and then replied loudly: "There are too many cars! I didn't pay attention!"

Lynch looked into the distance again in frustration.

After another half an hour, someone who got out of the car finally chatted with the navigator of the same car, "Fuck, He Yao is competing with others."

Lynch hurriedly got off the big Coke, "How is the situation?"

"Who are you?" The person who came was also taken aback. When Lynch explained that he was the navigator of He Yao's opponent, the person laughed, "Fuck, then your son is out of luck."

Lynch: "?"

The man explained that He Yao came to the field yesterday, ran two laps, and broke the field record without a navigator, which can be called a monster.

"It's too fierce. Drivers like us who are used to navigators can't understand that kind of monster." The man patted Lynch on the shoulder, "Comfort your son later."

Lynch heard him talk for a long time and didn't hear the situation of the battle, so he asked: "Then did you see who they were in front of and who was behind?"

"The one who met on the opposite side must be He Yaoxian." The man said.

Lynch asked urgently, "You read it right, right?"

The man said: "Then you can't be mistaken, He Yao's car is very conspicuous." The man pointed at Lynch with his helmet, "It's the same color as your clothes."

Lynch squatted down weakly, raised his hand and grabbed his short hair violently, no way, Zhong Yanzhai... Zhong Yanzhai will lose to He Yao?

Lynch wished he could immediately grow a pair of wings and fly into the air to personally monitor the match between the two.

Originally, Lynch was afraid that his tool man would hold back Zhong Yanzhai, the hero. If Zhong Yanzhai couldn't compare to He Yao, then Lynch didn't know what to do in this world.

Being used to being a tool person, Lynch felt the powerlessness of a tool person for the first time.

Lynch clutched his stomach and sat directly on the ground. His heart seemed to be in a frying pan, and it was still frying slowly. As soon as there was a sign of a dusty vehicle approaching in the distance, Lynch immediately stood up. When he saw that it was not When he was looking forward to the car body, he sat down again as if discouraged.

After repeating this several times, many people gathered around Lynch. It seemed that many people knew that He Yao was racing with a driver who just came to the training ground today.

The sound of the engine in the distance came from far to near, Lynch stood up abruptly, and he had an intuition—it was Zhong Yanzhai who was back!

His breathing was almost stagnant, and the cheering voices of the people around him all turned into distant noises. Lynch's eyes were fixed on the flying dust, his upper body leaned forward, and his eyebrows were twisted into a knot.

The dust dissipated, and the dark racing car roared towards the crowd like lightning piercing the night sky. Lynch jumped up suddenly, "Zhong Yanzhai!"

The car body made a "swish" roundabout, raised a piece of gravel, and stopped firmly beside Lynch, the pause was like the rattle of a black panther, elegant and powerful.

Zhong Yanzhai opened the car door and got out of the car. Before he could stand still, he was hugged by Lynch Bear who was rushing towards him.

"I knew it! I knew it! You are the most damned!"

Zhong Yanzhai hugged Lynch who was jumping and jumping, and said in Lynch's ear through the thick helmet: "Stop jumping, save it for the night."

Lynch blushed suddenly, let go of Zhong Yanzhai, and raised his hand to take off Zhong Yanzhai's helmet. Zhong Yanzhai was still the same, his expression was expressionless, dripping with sweat, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

If there weren't so many people watching, Lynch wished he could kiss Zhong Yanzhai right now.

"Awesome, brother."

"It's amazing, this training ground is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"What's your name, let's get to know each other."

……

The crowd of onlookers came up to talk to the two of them, and the person who told Lin Qi about He Yao and Zhong Yanzhai's situation at the beginning also stepped forward and gave Lin Qi a thumbs up, and said to Lin Qi, "Brother, your son is doing his best."

"Fuck," Lynch hooked Zhong Yanzhai's shoulder, thumped the man's chest, and said with a joking tone and expression, "Whatever my son is, I call him my husband."

The people around suddenly burst into laughter.

Straight guys never know how much truth is said in jest.

The sound of the engine came again, and everyone's eyes shifted to He Yao who got off from the red and white car later.

He Yao took off his helmet, stood beside the car, looked at Lin Qi and Zhong Yanzhai who were shoulder to shoulder, and said loudly to Zhong Yanzhai: "I lost."

Zhong Yanzhai raised a palm, "5 minutes."

He Yao smiled, "Yes, you beat me by 5 minutes."

Zhong Yanzhai put down his hand, "Including what you let, it's 10 minutes."

He Yao smiled again, and said generously: "Sorry, I was arrogant."

Zhong Yanzhai withdrew his eyes and looked at Lynch, "Go back?"

Lin Qi nodded, bid farewell to Zhong Yanzhai and the others and boarded the car. When passing by He Yao, He Yao suddenly said: "I will not give up."

Lin Qi stopped, turned his face to look at He Yao, and Zhong Yanzhai on the side also stopped, frowning slightly.

He Yao's expression was a bit stubborn, "I'll ask you again when I beat him once."

"You don't need to ask," Lynch said directly, "Even if he loses today, I won't agree to you. I'll just be his navigator."

He Yao's face was shocked, "Why?"

Lynch said, "I've identified him, it's that simple."

On the way back, Lynch used his own road book to direct Zhong Yanzhai. Zhong Yanzhai's excellence gave him great support and made him not so worried.

"2 meters to [-] left."

"70, 2 left followed by 6 right."

"Downhill to 4 left."

Concentrating on the turbulent racing car, Lynch calmly led Zhong Yanzhai back to the starting point. After braking, Lynch glanced at the timer, turned his face to Zhong Yanzhai and said with a smile: "It's 5 minutes faster." relieved.

Zhong Yanzhai held the steering wheel and did not speak. Only Zhong Yanzhai's deep breathing could be heard in Lynch's earphones, like a whale swimming through the deep sea. Lynch was used to his reticence, and smiled: "Get out of the car, you can go back today .”

Zhong Yanzhai leaned over suddenly, and the helmets of the two racing cars touched lightly on the smooth surface. The two looked at each other through the goggles, and the sound of breathing was heavy through the headset. The frequency of each breath was gradually unified. .

The door of the locker room opened, and the removed helmet was put aside. I don't know who hugged who first, and who kissed whom first. The sweat on the forehead dripped onto the lips, and the salty taste was hard to tell. Whose sweat is it? Their common thought now is to become one with each other.

"No..." Lynch panted and pushed Zhong Yanzhai away with his remaining rationality, "This place is not familiar, we will do it when we go back."

Zhong Yanzhai lowered his head and sucked his lips, and gently rubbed the bridge of Lynch's nose with the tip of his nose. He closed his eyes and opened his lips to gently brush the sweat on Lynch's cheeks. Kissed with Zhong Yanzhai again.

This kiss was much softer than the murderous kiss when he first entered the door. It was as gentle and lingering as drizzle. Zhong Yanzhai just tasted Lynch's tongue lightly with the tip of his tongue, separated and kissed again, just like It was like kissing this person lightly for the first time, with temptation and tenderness.

Lynch hooked Zhong Yanzhai's neck unknowingly, and responded wholeheartedly.

"Lynch..." Zhong Yanzhai kissed his lips, then let go, and said in a low voice, "I like you."