Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

The three words "getting a partner" made Lynch almost spit out the soy milk in his mouth. He coughed twice, swallowed the soy milk in his mouth, lowered his head to hide from Meng Hui, and quickly got up and said: " I'm going to be late."

Meng Hui picked up the schoolbag at hand, "Let's go."

Approaching the school gate, Lynch said to Meng Hui beside him, "Return my schoolbag."

"Here." Meng Hui didn't make things difficult for him any more, and watched Lin Qi merge into the crowd.

When the students had almost entered, Meng Hui walked to the school gate. The guard in the guard room saw Meng Hui's rogue spirit that couldn't be concealed by wearing a school uniform, and stopped them, "Which class?"

"I'm looking for Director Zhang," Meng Hui said politely, "Please give me a call and say that Meng Hui is looking for him."

The guard didn't expect that the boy who looked like a prickly head would speak politely, so he looked at him dubiously, "Wait."

Not long after, the guard poked his head out of the guard room, "Go in."

At least ten years since he entered school, Meng Hui never went back to school after he dropped out of high school. When the company went public, Lynch urged him to get a diploma and said that he would be the boss of the company in the future. He was not happy about the news that he was not good at school, and even fired at Lynch.

Lynch also dropped out of school, but he still insisted on going to university and studying for a master's degree, and he was full of elite air. After many years, the youthful edges and corners faded from his body, and Meng Hui could admit that he had low self-esteem at the beginning. The more he felt that he was not worthy of Lynch, the more he assumed an attitude of not caring.

The three big characters of the Department of Political Affairs and Education were printed on the door. Meng Hui took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Lynch entered the classroom and went back to his seat to pack his schoolbag. Before he could sit still, the team leader had already come over, "Squad leader, collect the homework."

Lynch glanced at him, lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I didn't write."

The team leader is stupid. Lynch, who has always been diligent and studious, still doesn't do his homework?He hesitated for a while, and began to find reasons for Lynch, "Did you feel unwell last night?"

"Yes." Lynch agreed.

He will drop out of school in half a year, and now he can slowly start to get bored.

"Lynch," the classmate sitting at the door called, "someone is looking for you."

Lynch put away his schoolbag and went out. Ge Jianjun leaned against the wall of the corridor with one leg crossed, his yellow hair spread out like dry grass, and his eyes gleamed with evil light, "Good morning, Lynch."

"What are you doing?" Lynch took half a step back, "This is the school."

Ge Jianjun spat hard in his mouth, and the students in the corridor were full of voices, and he was not afraid of being heard, so he said without hesitation: "I tell you, that little bastard robbed me of 80 yuan last night. I'll count it up for you, one hundred, and you see how you pay it back."

"Whoever snatches it from you, you can go to whoever you want." Lynch turned and went straight into the classroom.

Ge Jianjun let out a 'bah', "Damn it, you're so arrogant in school, come out of the school gate to see how I deal with you." The man turned around, limped to the corner of the corridor with his calf, raised his head and glanced over, The tall man who stood out from the crowd was very eye-catching among the students. Ge Jianjun saw the short hair and two tough eyebrows at a glance, and was so frightened that he broke into a classroom behind him.

"It's a good thing to come back to study. If your father is still here, he must be very happy to see that you are willing to go to school." Director Zhang patted Meng Hui on the shoulder, "Study hard and don't make trouble, you know?"

Meng Hui said calmly: "I will work hard."

"Actually, I suggest that you go to the first year of high school and repeat the year. After all, you haven't touched a book for two years. You can't keep up and adapt." Director Zhang suggested. He watched Meng Hui grow up. He was very cute and clever when he was a child. As a child, it has always been a pity for him to take detours in society when he grows up.

Stopping in his tracks, Meng Hui looked up at the words Class 7 (Senior Grade [-]) on the door frame, "Don't worry, I can keep up."

The sound of sending and receiving homework in the classroom stopped because Director Zhang brought someone in.

"Okay, all the students stop and sit down." Class 7 is led by Mr. Zhang himself. He put Meng Hui in his class first because he can rest assured, and second because he doesn't embarrass other teachers. One dropped out of school for two years. The children who come back to school will not be happy to put it on any teacher.

"So, today, I will introduce a new classmate to you..."

Meng Hui stared fixedly at the people buried in the pile of books, everyone looked up and listened, only Lynch, with his face buried in his arms and his thin shoulders arched in the wide school uniform, looked very lonely.

"Okay, let's welcome Meng Hui together."

Amidst the applause, Lin Qi, who was buried in his head, suddenly heard Meng Hui's name and raised his head suddenly.

Extraordinarily tall, extremely short hair, black eyes, high nose bridge, lazy face, who is it but Meng Hui? !

Lynch's eyes widened in surprise. This person said he hated school and would never enter the school again?

"Just sit there." Director Zhang pointed to the last single empty seat.

Meng Hui said 'hmm', stared at the surprised Lynch, moved a step and then turned around, looking like he just remembered, and said to Director Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, I don't have any books."

"That..." Director Zhang glanced over, and his eyes fell on Lynch, who was obviously staring at them, "Squad leader, Lynch, take Meng Hui to the warehouse to collect the new book."

Lynch sat blankly, forgetting to say yes, and Director Zhang left after speaking, not caring whether he answered or not. Meng Hui leaned against the door and smiled at Lynch, "Squad leader, do me a favor." ?”

Lynch stood up slowly with complicated emotions. He didn't have many friends in the class, otherwise he would have asked someone to take Meng Hui there. He reluctantly walked to Meng Hui's side and walked out of the classroom without saying a word.

Meng Hui smiled and followed quietly.

Among the crowd, Lynch walked quickly with his head down, and Meng Hui followed, thinking that this kid still couldn't take a joke, a little joke could make him cold-faced for a long time, but he just couldn't change his mind Funny Lynch's cheap problem.

Ge Jianjun hid behind the door, watching Meng Hui follow Lynch, he was scared out of his wits.

The students in the classroom dared not speak up when they saw this bad student who was notoriously easy to mess with. As soon as Ge Jianjun went out, he immediately closed the door.

The warehouse is on the corner of the first floor of the school's Mingli Building. Lynch walked to the warehouse with a sullen head. Seeing that the door of the warehouse was closed and no one answered when he knocked on the door, he couldn't help sighing out of his pent-up breath.

"Is no one here?" Meng Hui leaned against the wall and said casually, "Wait, don't worry."

Lynch ignored him and turned around silently, but Meng Hui grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing?" Lynch asked nervously.

Meng Hui didn't say a word, and stared at Lin Qi with bright eyes, Lin Qi seemed to be stared at by a beast and couldn't move, Meng Hui said slowly: "I just made a joke with you this morning, why are you so angry?" Atmospheric?"

Lynch is no longer that innocent person who doesn't understand anything. Meng Hui's vague temptations and the excess hormones exuding from his body all reveal the fact that Meng Hui's thoughts on him are not ordinary brothers and friends.

He has Du Chengying now, even though they are separated and scattered in different worlds, but if they have it, they are there. Lynch broke his arm, but did not break free, bowed his head and said softly: "I'm not angry, let go, I'll go to the warehouse teacher .”

"I will go with you."

"Then we are all gone, what if the warehouse teacher comes back?"

"Then come back."

"you……"

"Hey, what are you talking about?" the aunt who was in charge of the warehouse came over with a big enamel cup, squinted her eyes and smiled, "Don't fight."

Lynch's face turned red instantly.

"Don't fight," Meng Hui let go, and politely said to the warehouse aunt, "Hello, teacher, let's get the set of books."

Lynch glanced at him. After this big hooligan was reborn, he used the suit he made in the mall in advance. The hooligan temperament can be easily retracted. Apart from the overly prominent appearance, he is now like a student. .

"What grade are you in?" Auntie took out a bunch of keys to open the door, glanced at Meng Hui, and said with a smile, "Are you a senior in high school?"

Lynch with a sullen face couldn't help but burst into a 'puchi' laugh.

Meng Hui turned his head and glanced at the corners of his lips that he could not suppress, and said calmly, "Second year in high school."

Not long after school started, the textbooks were piled up at the warehouse door. Meng Hui took a set of books and thanked his aunt. Lynch stood beside him without saying a word the whole time.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Meng Hui walked to Lynch's side in three steps at a time, "You don't want to see me?"

Lynch whispered, "Why should I wait to see you?"

Meng Hui hooked the corners of his lips, and that roguish aura escaped undisguisedly, "At least I saved you last night."

"Thank you." Lynch said quickly, as if he wanted to draw a clear line. He could help Meng Hui after Meng Hui started his own business, and he was not sensitive to the development of relationship with Meng Hui.

Meng Hui didn't expect the young Lynch to be so defensive, so he smiled and said, "Just thank you verbally?"

"You want money?" Lynch asked intentionally.

Sure enough, the smile on Meng Hui's face faded, "Can't we make friends?"

"I don't make friends with people with poor academic performance." Lynch said indifferently.

Meng Hui was happy again, "What's the specifics?"

Lynch stopped his fast pace. In his impression, Meng Hui hated school very much. Lynch had a task node to persuade Meng Hui to go to college, and even had a fight with Meng Hui. Only scumbags are ghosts, Lynch said harshly, "Anyone who is less than the top ten in the class is considered poor."

"Then what do you mean," Meng Hui casually put the book in his hand on the flower bed aside, thinking that the child-like Lynch was quite funny, and said with great interest, "If you get into the top ten in the class, you will be friends with me ?”

"That's not good, I still have many other standards." Lynch was tight-fisted and never gave Meng Hui the chance to take advantage of loopholes.

Meng Hui glanced behind Lynch, and then looked around. Lynch followed him around and looked at Meng Hui with doubts all over his face.

"I took a look, and there is no one around here..." Meng Hui's voice was low, and as he lowered his voice, the person slowly subsided, and the terrified Lynch was trapped between the flower bed and Meng Hui's arms. Suddenly, the corners of Meng Hui's lips twitched, his face full of evil spirits, "I'll ask you one last time, make friends, okay?"

Lynch: "...OK."

Meng Hui held back his smile, his voice still calm, "What do you call me?"

"Hui, Brother Hui..." Lynch confessed again, leaning against the pruned round viewing tree and shivering.

Meng Hui said unhurriedly: "Remember, don't make a mistake next time."

Lynch nodded in shame, Meng Hui gave him a little nod, and he couldn't help but float up, almost forgetting Meng Hui's identity as a senior hooligan.

"No matter what standards you have," Meng Hui stood up slowly, picked up the book on the flower bed, raised his eyebrows, presumptuous and arrogant, "I want to be your exception."