Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

"Your class is really terrible now. It's only been two weeks since school started, and so many people haven't handed in their homework."

The physics teacher slapped the table hard, "Lynch!"

Lynch, who was named, stood up tremblingly.

"Squad leader, don't take your lead, go to the back and stand and listen to the class!" The physics teacher pointed to the back of the classroom vigorously.

Lin Qi pushed aside the stool lazily, picked up the physics book and the test papers he didn't do last night, and stood at the end of the classroom.

As soon as the person stood still, a pair of shoes covered with mud traces slowly stretched out under Lynch's eyelids, and walking up was a long leg that could not be seen in Lynch's lowered line of sight.

Taking advantage of the physics teacher spitting and scolding the students, Meng Hui lay on the table, facing Lynch sideways, and said with a low smile, "Top ten in the class?"

Lynch: ...It's just that he didn't do his homework this time. He can get in the top three in every exam!What right does a high school dropout have to laugh at him!

Meng Hui's behavior of stretching his legs and dangling under Lynch's eyes still attracted the attention of the physics teacher, "The one behind, the new one, stand up for me!"

Lynch was overjoyed and made Meng Hui, a rascal, laugh at him.

Meng Hui lazily stood up.

After a free rap, the physics teacher gave the final judgment: "...don't listen to the class well, stand behind me!"

Lynch: "..."

Without further ado, Meng Hui immediately stood beside Lynch, and his slender arm seemed to touch Lynch, and Lynch flinched uncomfortably.

"Why are they so sticky?" The physics teacher couldn't get used to it, "Stand apart!"

Lynch: The teacher said well!

"Teacher, I just came here today. I don't have a test paper. I'll read his." Meng Hui had a good reason, and even the physics teacher couldn't refute it. He waved his hand as a tacit consent.

Lin Qi saw that Meng Hui was so shameless that he could even use his studies as a reason, and he immediately became 12 vigilant. He must protect his chastity and never let Du Chengying down!

Lin Qi looked at the test paper with a blank face, and Meng Hui was also reading the test paper, only glancing at Lin Qi from the corner of his eye.

The eyes are really beautiful, with long eyelashes, big eyes, and flickering light, but unfortunately they were pressed by a pair of glasses, and they felt a sense of distance.

Meng Hui pulled the test paper and moved it a little farther out of sight.

Lynch's body is a bit short-sighted, and it's hard to squint his eyes when he pulls away. He turned his face and wanted to stare at Meng Hui, but he was afraid that this senior hooligan would do something he couldn't handle, so the act of "staring" Simplified to 'aim', when it fell to Meng Hui, it was just a light and cute little look.

As a good student, it is embarrassing enough to be punished to stand. Lynch didn't want to do any more tricks, so he squinted his eyes and read the test paper for a class, and then returned to his seat and lay down on his stomach after class.

His eyes hurt.

Meng Hui held a solitary corner of the test paper in his hand, and stood where he was, laughing dumbfounded, with a childish temper.

When it was time for lunch, the students in the class went to the cafeteria in groups of three or three, and Lynch sat alone in his original position, scribbling hard to fill up the big [-]-page test paper.

"Go eat." A deep voice came from above.

Lynch said without raising his head, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat with me if you're not hungry."

Lin Qi's hand holding the pen stopped, wishing he could raise the pen and poke Meng Hui's arm twice. Everyone is the male lead, and they are all people who get "double hundred points". What about beating?He hadn't even discovered it before.

"I didn't bring any food," Lynch said, looking up, "I didn't bring any money."

……

There is a snack street in front of No. [-] Middle School. The most popular one is Mala Tang. The owner puts the pot at the door. The spicy aroma can float far away in the hot summer wind, attracting countless students who sneak out at noon to beat their teeth.

Ge Jianjun occupied two seats by himself, and no one dared to share the table with him. He ate a bowl of spicy Malatang, which was so spicy that he sucked it up and smashed it hard.

"Tuk-tuk." The clean and strong knuckles tapped on his table twice.

Ge Jianjun raised his head and was about to scold, when he met Meng Hui's calm face, the powder slipped from his mouth in fright.

Meng Hui frowned in disgust, and stretched his thumb back, "You've finished eating."

Ge Jianjun didn't dare to refute, and got up tremblingly.

"Wait," Meng Hui said calmly, "Take the bowl away and wipe the table clean."

Ge Jianjun whispered: "Brother, can I pack it?"

Meng Hui glanced at him lightly.

"I'll clean it up right away!" Ge Jianjun held the bowl with one hand, and took out the napkin on the table with the other to quickly wipe off the grease spots on the table.

"Brother Hui, can you stop eating this..." Lynch stopped talking when he saw Ge Jianjun, and the two of them stared at each other, stunned together.

"What are you looking at?" As soon as Meng Hui opened his mouth, Ge Jianjun immediately clamped his tail, threw the napkin in his hand into the bowl, and wanted to leave.

When they passed each other, Lynch noticed that Ge Jianjun gave him a hard look. After being irritated for a long time, he finally got a little nasty. He walked quickly to Meng Hui and whispered, "He scolded him today. You're a little bastard."

At that moment, it is no exaggeration to say that Meng Hui's heart was crackling like fireworks.

If he watched a little bit of entertainment news or TV, he should know how to describe this feeling - being spoiled by cuteness.

Lynch, who is always serious and business-like, is one size smaller... secretly complained to him.

Meng Hui kept his expression calm and lowered his head slightly, "Beat him at night."

At first, Lynch refused Malatang, but after taking the first bite, Lynch miraculously found that his appetite returned.

The spicy taste irritated his nasal cavity and eyes, physiological tears came out of his eyes, his tongue hurt and his nose choked, but he felt very happy for no reason.

Maybe it's because the sadness accumulated in my heart has never really dissipated. After entering the small world, the yearning for Du Chengying became more and more intense and there was nowhere to vent it. Lynch sniffed, put down his chopsticks, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand , embarrassingly concealed: "It's so spicy."

"Sit here and wait." Meng Hui didn't expose Lynch, got up and walked out.

Lin Qi put down his hands, turned his head and looked at the tall figure bent over the door, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he vaguely felt that Meng Hui gave him a feeling similar to Du Chengying at certain moments, probably because he was too Missing Du Chengying, seeing Meng Hui walking back, he quickly turned his face away and continued to sniff.

But after a while, Lynch raised his eyes when a cold touch touched his cheek.

"Hold it, it won't be so spicy." Meng Hui was tall, standing in front of him like a mountain that would never fall down.

Lynch took the popsicle off his cheek and said softly, "Thank you."

Although the two of them came late, they left quite early because they 'robbed' Ge Jianjun's seat and saved time in queuing.

In the grove at the school gate, Lynch clutched the collar of his school uniform warily.

Meng Hui said with a half-smile, "Take off your clothes."

Lin Qi felt sad, and missed Meng Hui who changed girlfriends faster than changing clothes. His arms couldn't twist his thighs, but he still had to struggle, "I won't take them off."

Meng Hui raised his eyebrows, "It's up to you." He raised his hand and took off his school uniform jacket.

The yellowed vest is wrapped around a body of tendons, and the muscle lines of the arms are bulging, which is not too exaggerated and just right. The youthful innocence is gradually transforming into the vigorous youth. The mottled tree shadows hitting him are the simplest decoration of youth.

The slender arm shook the school uniform vigorously. Lynch couldn't understand what he was doing. Seeing that he had no other intentions, he let go of the collar of the school uniform.

"Ah."

When a deep laugh came, Lynch's face immediately burned, and he suddenly felt a little self-indulgent.

……

"Who ran out to eat Malatang at noon?" Director Zhang, who came to make an inspection at noon, frowned and said, bowing his hands behind his back, sniffing around the classroom with his nose twitching.

Lynch's forehead dropped to the table.

Director Zhang immediately noticed that the smell came from his monitor.

Apparently the whole class found out.

Director Zhang has already heard that Lynch was fined to stand for not writing his physics homework. After all, he was the monitor who was single-handedly selected, so he should save him some face. He just didn't know, and shouted: "Open all the windows!" It’s unhygienic, it’s all gutter oil, such a big smell will affect other students’ study, just this one time is not an example, if I catch me again, I’m welcome!”

Lynch finally knew what Meng Hui was doing in the grove. It turned out to be the smell. Meng Hui didn't explain to him, but deliberately waited to see his joke.

Lynch felt even more grief and indignation. He couldn't believe that Meng Hui had a 100% favorable opinion of him, so he appealed to the system again, asking if the system had made a mistake.

System: "It's not wrong, if there is any fluctuation in these two indicators, I will notify you."

Lynch said depressedly, "Then why did he bully me like this?"

System: "..." The synthetic human is really simple-minded. He didn't understand love before, but now he thinks that love has only one mode. "I don't want to explain to you not because I can't explain it, but because I want to continue watching movies."

Lynch: "Let's go, anyway, your favorability for me must be very low."

The system was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Do you want to know how much I like you?"

Curiosity instantly gained the upper hand, Lynch: "I think so."

System: "It's 250 you idiot, the system doesn't have a favorable opinion of the coordinator. Thank you."

Lynch: "..."

After the lunch break, Director Zhang still called Lynch to the office, trained Lynch alone, and was concerned about whether he had any special circumstances recently, and something was wrong.

Lynch lowered his head and said, "Teacher, I'm fine, it's just...something at home."

It was inconvenient for Director Zhang to ask about family affairs, so he comforted Lynch a few words, and finally confessed to Lynch-"As the class monitor, you should help and care about the new students."

Lynch: "..."

Lynch walked out of Director Zhang's office depressedly, passed the corner of the corridor, and slammed into a hard embrace. His slender and powerful arms supported him steadily, "I always like to walk without looking at the road."

Lin Qi didn't say that he saw it, and tried his best to knock Meng Hui off his back alone.

It's just that Meng Hui's chest was so hard, even harder than his head, that it hurt Lynch's forehead.

Meng Hui pulled Lynch's arm and stopped at the quiet end of the corridor.

Lynch kept his head down, neither resisting nor speaking.

"Are you angry?" Meng Hui lowered his head.

Lynch thought to himself that he must not fear power and hold back.

"I told you to take it off. You didn't want to, and I didn't force you. Why are you angry with me now?" Meng Hui said in a low voice, with a hint of obvious teasing in his tone, obviously on purpose.

Lynch missed his aggressive method, "I'm not angry."

"Look up if you're not angry."

"..."

The person in front of him lowered his head, with a small curl on top of his head, soft hair covering the tips of his ears, stubbornly expressing his dissatisfaction silently, Meng Hui also felt that he was very bad, but in fact he was already 35 years old. Lynch, but he couldn't help but go back to when he was a little boy, trying to tease him to bully him and then... and then try to make him laugh.