Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Game halls can be said to be one of the most profitable businesses in this era, and the vicious competition among peers is also very fierce. If few people watch the scene, opening a store will be smashed.

Meng Hui is watching the scene here, including food and lodging, one hundred a day, and he is conceited about his injuries. In fact, he is not just working hard in the game hall. explain.

"Go back," Meng Hui pressed the person's shoulders and turned around, then gently pushed him forward, "Review well, top ten in the class."

Lynch was pushed into the alley, but when he turned around, Meng Hui had already strode away, and the bulging muscles of his back ran into the group of young people like a leopard, as if someone wanted to look in Lynch's direction, Pulled back by Meng Hui, several people chatted and laughed into the game hall.

Lynch was holding his schoolbag, and the game hall across the street seemed to be another world.

The blackened Meng Hui became a thug in the game hall.

Lynch was dizzy for a while, and stood in a dilemma at the corner of the street, thinking how a lovelorn he would save a blackened Meng Hui.

If it continues like this, the Xiti Juvenile Detention Center will not be a dream.

No, it's Meng Hui's birthday today, and he's already eighteen, so he doesn't need to go to the juvenile detention center, he can go to jail directly.

Lin Qi squatted down with his schoolbag in his arms, staring at the entrance of the game hall, not daring to look away for a moment, for fear that it would be Meng Hui who flew out in the next second.

About half an hour later, Meng Hui came out again, with his school uniform draped in his arms, and his sharp eyes shot at Lynch who was hiding in the street corner with his eyes exposed.

……

"Okay, let's go upstairs." Meng Hui sent the man downstairs, grabbed the back collar and stuffed it into the corridor, and for the first time after rebirth, he sternly faced Lynch, "Go home and review, let me see you coming again , Believe it or not, I'll smash the glass in your house."

"Ah—" A woman's scream came from behind, Meng Hui turned his head, and was hit in the face by the flying lady's purse, "Little rascal! Bully my Qiqi!"

The metal buckle hit the bridge of the nose, Meng Hui let out a muffled snort, a stream of warm liquid flowed down from his nose, and the smell of blood immediately permeated around the nasal cavity.

"Mom! Mom! Stop hitting—" Lynch went up cleanly and hugged Lin Yuee, "That's my classmate!"

After a period of chaos, Lin Yuee calmed down her breath, glanced coldly at Meng Hui who was wiping her nosebleeds, pulled Lynch behind her, and said vigilantly, "Qiqi, is this the new classmate you were talking about?" Aunt Wang upstairs said the same thing, she looks slutty, she doesn't look like a good student at all, and she threatened to smash the glass of their house, it's just too shameful!

Lynch admired Ms. Lin's aura from the bottom of her heart. The future Mr. Meng was covering his nose to keep the nosebleed from flowing out of his mouth. It was ridiculously embarrassing. Lynch couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, "Well, Mom, isn't he Bad guy, just kidding me, told me to go home and review."

"By the way," Lin Yuee turned her face away, "You're not reviewing at home, what are you doing out there?"

Lynch's smile froze on his face.

"Auntie, it's like this," Meng Hui said calmly, covering his bleeding nose, "It's my birthday today, and I know Lynch a little better in class, so I came to visit him to celebrate his birthday and ask for some knowledge that I don't know yet. point."

She spoke quite like an adult, Lin Yuee glanced at the two of them again, and suddenly noticed that Lin Qi was holding a commodity bag in his arms, "What is this?"

"Auntie, this is the prize from our game trap." Meng Hui replied directly for Lynch. Their eyes met briefly in the not-so-light corridor, as if exchanging some tacit secret Usually, Meng Hui's eyes revealed a determined and indifferent message, strangely occupying the dominant position in the conversation among the three.

"Study is so stressful, so don't go out to play with your classmates," Lin Yuee pulled Lynch's arm, "Go, go up."

Meng Hui took a step back consciously.

Lynch didn't move, and whispered: "Mom, my classmate has a nosebleed."

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Meng Hui was still covering his nose, and his fingers were stained with a lot of blood. Lin Yuee hesitated for a moment, touched the hard metal lock on the bag, "Come up and deal with it first."

……

Meng Hui sat on the sofa and wiped his face with the hot towel that Lynch gave him. Before the nosebleed stopped, he took toilet paper and blocked his nose.

"Could it be that the bone inside is broken?" Lynch said worriedly.

Meng Hui glanced at Mother Lin in the kitchen not far away, and said in a low voice, "It's not that fragile."

Lynch also lowered his voice, bowed his head and leaned over, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No." Meng Hui put down the towel and got up, "I'm leaving, you go in and review."

When Lin's mother arrived home, Meng Hui naturally didn't have to worry about Lin Qi running out again.

Lin Yuee came out with the fruit, and saw that Meng Hui had stood up, she was slightly taken aback, "Leave?"

"Well," Meng Hui said respectfully, "Auntie, I'm leaving first, so I won't delay Lynch's review."

Lin Yue'e put down the fruit, rubbed her hands together, "Then Auntie will see you off," she turned to Lin Qi, "Qi Qi, you go into the room to review."

The two said exactly the same words. Lynch had the illusion of being mixed doubles by his "parents". Hui waved his hand.

Meng Hui's eyes slightly bent.

Boss Meng looked handsome with toilet paper stuffed in his nostrils, Lynch closed the door and chuckled softly.

Lin Yuee and Meng Hui looked away together, she took the key hanging on the back of the door, and said to Meng Hui, "Come out."

After closing the door, there were no windows in the corridor, no light, and the flickering lights on it were simply broken. Standing in the shadow of the corridor, Lin Yuee said indifferently: "I hope you will stop coming and going with our family Qiqi again. , he is a simple and good boy, he is what the teacher says, and he doesn't know how to distinguish good friends from bad friends. "

Meng Hui listened to her quietly, without any change in the expression on his face, "Auntie, I know you said this to me because you care about Lynch, but I have to ask you the other way around, you know how to distinguish people. Is it good or bad?"

The young man's cold eyes were sharp and mature, as if he had gone through the ups and downs of the world, and it pierced Lin Yue'e's heart almost instantly.

Lin Yue'e clenched the key in her hand, and suddenly felt that her throat was being choked and unable to utter a syllable.

"Your husband is coming home today." Meng Hui clicked on it, then bent slightly, "No need to send it off." He turned around and walked downstairs step by step.

Lin Yue'e watched Meng Hui's figure disappear around the corner, and she suddenly leaned against the door in a state of collapse. When Meng Hui asked her back just now, she seemed to have been seen through her weakest point, and she had nowhere to hide in front of a child. .

Yes, she doesn't have the qualifications to point out Lynch's friends, because she herself is not good at meeting people, and it's not as good as once.

The man he fell in love with for the first time was a coward who abandoned his wife and son, so he left a house for his wife after he died in a foreign country.

The second time, the man who married in a hurry to make a living, showed his true colors within two years, and was addicted to gambling and stayed out all night.

Lin Yuee closed her eyes, which were a little moist.

The more difficult life was, the more she hoped that her Lynch would be fine, at least...better than her.

When he went to school the next day, Lynch carried a new schoolbag on his back, a total of 188. He had 20 yuan pocket money a week, and he could pay it back to Meng Hui after saving it for a while.

Working as a thug in the game hall to earn money is really not a serious job, he has to find a way to at least let Meng Hui find some legal means to support his life.

Downstairs, Meng Hui was already waiting. He was so neat and neat that he was alone. When he saw Lynch, he stretched out his hand first, took off Lynch's schoolbag and carried it with one hand.

Lynch muttered softly, "Why don't you carry my schoolbag for me?"

Meng Hui heard it, and rubbed Lynch's head with his free hand, "It's not high in the first place, so the heavy schoolbag should be longer and not too high."

"What the hell are you doing so tall?" Lynch glanced at Meng Hui's nose, "Is your nose okay?"

"Yeah." Meng Hui turned his face away and looked at Lynch with a half-smile, "If you're too short, you won't match me if you stand with me."

Lynch blushed, "Don't keep making fun of me like this."

Meng Hui bent his arm with one hand and put his elbow directly on top of Lynch's head, with a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth. Lynch couldn't dodge it even if he dodged left and right. He raised his hand to grab Meng Hui's arm, and said: "Stop doing it, it's time to grow taller."

Meng Hui's arm dropped and hooked towards his neck, with a slight force, half of Lynch crashed into his arms, and Meng Hui's vicious smile was on his forehead, "What are you doing so tall, what the hell? "

Lynch: "..."

The first monthly exam at the beginning of school, all the students were very nervous, and Lynch was also very nervous. First, of course, he is a good student in this world and has the burden of an idol. Second, he also attaches great importance to exam study in reality. .

After finishing the exam all morning, he was so nervous that Meng Hui dragged him to go to the restroom. Only then did he realize that he hadn't been to the restroom all morning.

Meng Hui stood outside the toilet door waiting for Lynch, leaned against the window, and stretched his long legs. The students outside saw that he didn't even go into the toilet, so they made a detour.

After a while, there was the sound of flushing water, and Lynch pushed the door out. He was still thinking about the last big math problem in the morning. He got it wrong from time to time, and washed his hands absently under the faucet.

"I'm asking you something." Meng Hui leaned aside and said abruptly.

Lynch said casually as if sleepwalking: "You ask."

"Why do you always hide in the bathroom every time I go to the bathroom with you?"

Lynch stopped washing his hands, and the hot breath permeated from his ears to his cheeks. The math problem disappeared from his mind in an instant. He lowered his head, rubbed his hands vigorously, and whispered: "I...I have diarrhea... "

Meng Hui glanced at him, "So fast?"

"Diarrhea, of course it's coming soon..." Lynch stammered, continuing to rub his hands in a hurry.

Meng Hui suddenly leaned over and sniffed his neck lightly. Lin Qi felt that the hairs on his body stood on end at that moment, and quickly dodged to the side. water.

The faucet was still running water, Lynch stared blankly at Meng Hui whose chin was wet.

Meng Hui stared at Lynch with bright eyes, raised his hand and slowly wiped the water from his chin, walked past Lynch, and patted him on the shoulder, "The diarrhea still smells so good, so talented."

Lynch blushed all over, and after a long time of sluggishness, he went to turn on the faucet, and walked out with small steps. Meng Hui was still waiting for him at the toilet door, and he stood up straight when he came out.

The two walked side by side, and the other students consciously walked away when they saw Meng Hui. The students around Lynch passed each other, and he was so embarrassed that he could hardly lift his head. When they arrived at the classroom door, they sat on their seats Sitting down, Meng Hui didn't say a word, and Lin Qi was relieved.

Sitting in his seat, Meng Hui watched Lynch fidgeting in his arms from a distance, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

After a while, Lynch stood up and walked to Meng Hui's seat on his own initiative.

Meng Hui sat up straight, feeling a little flattered in his heart, "What's wrong?"

Lynch took out his fist from behind and leaned towards Meng Hui's face, "Smell it."

Meng Hui lowered his head inexplicably, and sniffed lightly. Not knowing what Lynch meant, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Lynch questioningly.

"Is it fragrant, fragrant or not?" Lynch asked awkwardly.

Meng Hui laughed heartily, "Xiang."

Lynch spread out his hands, and in the palm was a piece of strange-smelling plasticine that is now popular. The red one had a faint fishy smell. Lynch grinned, "Brother Hui, do you have a bad nose?"

Meng Hui: "..."

Lynch finally managed to win back in front of Meng Hui, and proudly stuck the strange-smelling plasticine on Meng Hui's desk, "I'll put it here, you can smell it, that's it." Meng Hui had no chance to refute, and quickly slipped back to his seat.

"—Clean up everything, the last English lesson will start soon."

The voice of the English teacher came, and there was commotion in the peaceful classroom, and they all cleaned up the English materials on the table.

Meng Hui stared at the crumpled red plasticine at the corner of the table, and involuntarily grinned, and his heart seemed to be gently rubbed by that hand—astringent and sweet.