Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

The results of the monthly exam were announced on the second day after the exam, and the report card was pasted at the front of the classroom. Lynch was not tall, so he couldn't see it clearly after standing on tiptoe for a long time. After squeezing for a long time, he finally squeezed in. Reassured that his name was the first, he hurriedly found Meng Hui's name.

"Haha, there are only seven of No.40!" Lynch couldn't help laughing, laughing so happily that he didn't realize that the students around him had already dispersed.

The cheek was poked lightly, and Lynch turned his head subconsciously. A handsome expressionless face was close at hand, and Lynch's smile suddenly froze on his face.

The students in class [-] watched helplessly as the ace student of their class was walked out by the collar of the school uniform carried by the older students, class leader, go all the way.

Lynch didn't dare to say a word, and was silently slipped by Meng Huiti to a secluded place in the school corridor.

The tall shrubs hung down, and the green leaves were trimmed cleanly. Lin Qi held his hands, lowered his head and dared not speak, Meng Hui stood beside him, the tall figure was still oppressive even without saying a word, Lin Qi Qi bit the bullet and whispered: "I didn't mean it just now."

"Isn't it intentional?" Meng Hui said indifferently.

Lynch: Well, he did it on purpose.

Why did Meng Hui always like to tease him, why not allow him to have a little fun secretly like this?In the future, every time Mr. Meng suffers, he will leave seeds of happiness in his heart.

Now he thinks of Meng Hui's nose stuffed with toilet paper, and he still wants to laugh.

Lynch didn't answer, but the smile on his face made Meng Hui lose his face. He hooked Lynch's neck hard. He grabbed Meng Hui's arm and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed at you."

"Who am I to you?" Meng Hui lowered his head and asked with a half-smile.

Lynch was stunned, and said cautiously, "Brother Hui?"

Meng Hui stared at him with fixed eyes. His eyes were like beasts, always exuding a light that captured people's hearts. Being stared at by him really felt like being stared at by a beast, as if he was about to be swallowed by him in the next second. , Lynch's heart was beating uncontrollably nervously, and when he was about to run away in a panic, Meng Hui let go, "Just remember."

Lynch jumped a long way away, "Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Hui." He jumped past Meng Hui's side.

Meng Hui didn't chase, and stood where he was, his eyes fell on the corner where Lynch's figure disappeared.

He felt that Lynch was a little guarded against him, and sometimes avoided him, not as if he was purely timid and shy, but as if he had read his mind.

Of course, he didn't deliberately try to hide his thoughts.

Meng Hui thought about what Lin Qi could understand as a child of sixteen or seventeen.

But judging from the various performances of Lynch, Lynch not only understands, but also understands thoroughly.

She even knew to avoid him when she went to the bathroom.

Meng Hui folded his hands, his eyes dimly recalling his previous life.

Lynch never had a girlfriend.

He seems to be born with an aversion to intimacy, except for a little bit of brotherhood towards Meng Hui, he doesn't care about the rest of the men and women.

Meng Hui could feel that he was special in Lynch's heart.

It's not that he hasn't tried it before, but the result of the trial again and again always disappoints him. Meng Hui even hired his secretary to get engaged to him.

When Lynch appeared at the backstage of the engagement ceremony, Meng Hui's ecstasy that burst into his heart at that moment is unforgettable to this day. It was intertwined with the great sadness when he received a call from the police later, forming a feeling called "despair".

If he hadn't deliberately tried to test Lynch, if he hadn't been so entangled in his disappointment and deliberately harsh words when Lynch told him about the company's project, then Lynch...wouldn't have died?

"No. 40 seven," Meng Hui pursed his lips and said to himself, "...that's too outrageous."

For the first time, Meng Hui didn't send Lynch home that night, telling him to be safe.

While Lin Qi was not used to it, he secretly worried that Meng Hui would do something against the rule of law, "What's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Meng Hui rubbed his short hair and left directly.

Lynch exhaled slowly, blinked his eyes and took a few lingering glances, but he still didn't go in-depth and went back first.

……

For a month after that, Meng Hui didn't send Lynch home, and he didn't come to wait for Lynch in the morning. It was normal at school, and occasionally came to tease Lynch after class, dragging Lynch to the bathroom together, and The previous inseparability is much worse.

Although Lynch had doubts in his heart, he thought it would be good to keep a distance from Meng Hui, so he adapted happily.

The weather turned cold, and the school announced that it would hold a sports meeting. As a high school student under tremendous study pressure, everyone was very interested in being able to relax for a day without studying.

The sports committee recruited strong men to sign up everywhere, but there was still a huge gap, so they turned their ideas on Lynch.

"Me?" Lynch paused with the pen in his hand, and asked in surprise, "What can I do?"

The athletic talent of his body is about zero, whether it is running, long jump or jumping, he can only be described as 'waste material', he said in a panic, "I can't do it." Everyone hid behind the pile of books on the table.

"You can't..." The sports committee member lowered his head and raised the corners of his eyes, "Someone can do it."

Lynch followed his gaze and looked back, it was Meng Hui's vacant seat.

"You want Meng Hui to go?" Lynch retracted his face and waved his hands, "Don't think about it, he won't go."

Mr. Meng's return to school is already a miracle, and it is a bit whimsical to expect him to participate in the sports meeting and play house with a group of children.

"Hey, how do you know he's not willing to go if you don't ask?" the sports committee member asked anxiously.

Lynch blinked, "Why didn't you ask?"

The sports committee said confidently: "You two have the best relationship, don't you?"

Lynch lowered his head, "I won't go."

"Squad leader~" The sports committee member of Rengao Mada pulled Lynch's slender arm and twisted it coquettishly, Lynch's expression was suddenly indescribable, "You can tell it yourself...don't shake me...no, no... ..."

"Oh, good class monitor, you can help me." The sports committee member twisted himself into a twist, and his voice became more and more coquettish, which made Lynch's head feel dizzy.

The sports committee member was shaking vigorously when he was lightly patted on the shoulder. He instinctively sensed the danger, put down Lynch's hand, and said to Lynch, "Think about it again." He quickly slipped away without even looking back. .

Lynch said to Meng Hui who came back, "Did you hear everything?"

"I heard." Meng Hui flipped through the books on Lynch's desk, "You want me to go?"

Lynch quickly put aside the relationship and said, "No, I respect your own opinion."

"Then I want to ask your opinion?" Meng Hui said.

Lynch grabbed the pen, lowered his head and avoided, "My opinion is that I have no opinion."

Meng Hui leaned his arm on Lynch's pile of books, his whole body shadow covered Lynch, quietly watched Lynch writing vigorously, and left quietly after a while.

Only then did Lynch let out the breath he was holding.

Already getting used to the current distance, Lynch felt that it was very good now, neither far nor near, ordinary friends in school, just right.

……

On the day when the real sports meeting started, Lynch was stopped by Meng Hui as soon as he entered the classroom, "Come here."

"Why?" Lynch put down his schoolbag and walked over.

Meng Hui took off his school uniform jacket, revealing the black short sleeves inside. The weather was getting colder, and Meng Hui still didn't wear much. The school uniform jacket was semi-permanent, and the vest was no longer worn. He wore two short sleeves issued by the game hall all day long. Today 'Invincible Battle' is printed on the short sleeve, which is the name of a popular game.

"Paste it on for me." Meng Hui turned around and took out a number plate from the desk drawer.

Lynch was slightly taken aback, took the number plate and said, "Have you signed up?"

"Yeah." Meng Hui said lightly.

Lynch tore off the sticker on the back of the number plate, and put the number plate on Meng Huiping evenly. Although Meng Hui was wearing it, his body temperature was not low, and his back was hot. Lynch whispered: "I thought you Don't like these activities."

Meng Hui took the school uniform aside and put it on, rubbing the top of Lynch's head, "For the honor of the class."

Such words from Meng Hui's mouth felt overwhelming. After staying for a while, Lin Qi looked at the back of Meng Hui jogging out, and thought it was a bit funny, so he couldn't help laughing.

After the opening ceremony ended, the first event was the men's 50 meters. Lynch sat in the stands and saw the prominent black T-shirts and unusually tall figures among the athletes side by side. He always felt like he was dreaming.

After rebirth, Meng Hui still has this kind of idle mind, standing and running with a group of brats.

The more Lynch looked at it, the more he felt happy, and his eyes narrowed when he laughed.

At this time, Meng Hui, who was exercising his hands and feet, suddenly turned his gaze to the stands, and accurately caught Lynch who was enjoying himself in the crowd.

As soon as Lynch's eyes were caught by him, he wanted to look away guiltily. Meng Hui seemed to see his intention, and moved his eyes away first.

Lynch was stunned instead.

Meng Hui seemed to have changed himself recently, deliberately keeping a distance from Lynch.

The starting gun fired, and Lynch's thoughts were pulled back. All the students around him were cheering for Meng Hui hoarsely. Lynch wondered, when will the relationship between these classmates and Meng Hui become closer.

Amidst the shouts, Lynch also shouted a few words.

Unsurprisingly, Meng Hui ran first in this group. He was a year or two older than his peers in the same grade, and he was born with strong physical fitness. He looks like he's struggling.

Lynch sat on the third floor of the stands, quietly watching the female students scrambling to pass water to Meng Hui.

Meng Hui raised his hand and refused, and took a bottle of mineral water from the class box to drink.

The young man's handsome face exudes the smell of hormones with sweat dripping under the sun. Meng Hui is no longer as repulsive as he was when he first entered school. His hair is a little longer and he looks more like a student. Naturally, he has attracted countless girls. gaze.

Lin Qi raised his chin, thinking that this is the Meng Hui he knew, surrounded by beauties and full of charm, it's really nice.

"Hey," someone bumped his shoulder lightly, Lynch turned his face, it was the sports committee member, he put down his hand, "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you going to deliver a bottle of water to your good brother?" the sports committee member winked.

Lynch glanced under the stands again, Meng Hui had already gone down to prepare for the rematch.

Lynch said, "He has water."

The sports committee member said: "People want to win glory for our class, you, the class leader, don't you want to show it?"

Lynch was at a loss, "Don't you all win honor for the class?"

The sports committee said: "You don't know?"

Lynch was dumbfounded.

"Later, I was really dissatisfied with the report, so I went to him alone, and he didn't say a word..." The sports committee member paused, grinning at Lynch, "Just rejected me."

"Then I'll tell him that this is a class honor. When the time comes to present the award, the class leader will be on stage to accept the award. We can't embarrass our class." The sports committee member raised his eyebrows, "Understood?"