Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

In the 50 meters, Meng Hui won the first place, broke a school record by the way, and then went to the high jump without stopping.

High jump has always been a popular sport, and the long-legged teenagers standing in a row are enough to attract people's attention.

Lynch hid nervously among the crowd with a bottle of water.

Meng Hui was in the middle of the crowd, and there were professional high jump teams wearing sports shorts at the front and back. He had a colorful 'Invincible Fighter' on his chest and a pair of dusty school trousers. This combination still stood out from the crowd.

Lynch heard the girls around him whispering and talking about Meng Hui with smiles, words like 'so handsome' kept coming out.

Lynch thought to himself that this is someone who has never seen the ceiling of beauty in the realm of comprehension, how can he be so handsome.

Every boy who jumps over can cause a round of cheers from the crowd, and when it is Meng Hui's turn, there are already screams from the crowd before he can start running.

Meng Hui also lived up to expectations, and with one stride of his long legs, he jumped over without too much effort, attracting more excited cheers than others.

The corner of Lynch's mouth twitched in the crowd, wondering if Meng Hui participated in the sports meeting to enjoy the pursuit of campus life?Meng Hui had been indifferent to him recently. How could the sports committee say it was so exaggerated? The nature of the sports committee is that it is not a big deal to watch the excitement. Lynch shook his head and squeezed out of the crowd.

The sports meeting was very lively, and there were competitions everywhere, but Lynch was not in the mood. He wandered aimlessly on the playground with a bottle of water, and sat down on an empty lawn.

Blue sky and white clouds, green grass and red lawns, everything looks like a school of youth. Lynch has been in this world for two months, and those emotions in his heart seem to have been calmed down. Only when he thinks of it occasionally, he still throbs with pain. If he ignored it, Lynch felt that he might not be able to last even a day.

The most important thing for him now is to stay in this world well, stay by Meng Hui's side, and don't let Meng Hui take detours and make trouble at the bottom line of the law like in his previous life.

For other things, just keep it in your heart for now.

Lynch smiled slightly, and felt that he had opened up a little more. Memories are powerful, and he hoped that it would be positive.

After getting up and patting the grass clippings on his pants, Lynch obediently returned to the high jump ring.

I don’t know if I don’t go back, I’m surprised when I go back, there are at least twice as many people as when Lynch left, forming a tight circle, Lynch barely squeezed in through a gap relying on his thin body.

There were only two people left on the field, one was the boy in professional sportswear in front of Meng Hui, and the other was Meng Hui.

The crowd of onlookers was so excited that they pointed at the two people who were getting ready. From the comments of people around him, Lynch understood that this was not only the final round, but both of them were challenging the school's record. Everyone was guessing who could win success.

Lynch didn't even need to think about it, it must be Meng Hui, he is the hero of this world, and he deserves all the limelight.

Meng Hui waved his hand, indicating that he was ready.

Although Lynch believed that Meng Hui would be able to get the limelight, he couldn't help being a little nervous.

The voices of the surrounding crowd also fell silent, and they all waited with bated breath for whether this dark horse that jumped out suddenly could overwhelm the professional high jumpers in this sports meeting and set a new record.

Meng Hui ran up lazily, and stopped immediately before the pole, "I can't jump, admit defeat."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Meng Hui calmly walked out from the gap in the crowd, Lynch hesitated for a moment and followed.

Meng Hui walked very fast, Lynch could only jog to keep up, "Brother Hui."

Meng Hui stopped when he heard the sound, and Lynch gasped a little after running a few steps. He stuffed the bottle of water into Meng Hui's hand, and hurriedly said, "Come on." He sped up and ran past Meng Hui.

Meng Hui looked at Lynch's figure who was running fast but couldn't move, stopped and walked quickly, bumped the water in his hand, and smiled slightly.

Lynch walked back to the stands in one breath, he was out of breath, he patted his heart a few times before slowing down, his eyes wandered, and he felt like a thief.

"Come on, Meng Hui!" A scream from beside him brought Lynch back to his thoughts, and looking down, Meng Hui was standing on the track again, preparing for the 4X100 relay race.

Lynch immediately understood why Meng Hui chose to give up the high jump just now, in order to rush to the field.

From the beginning of the sports meeting to the present, Meng Hui has never stopped, the tips of his sweaty hair shimmered under the light, he frowned, shook his head, and shook the sweat from his head.

Lin Qi stared at Meng Hui, the sound of cheering around him was getting louder and louder, he was the only one sitting quietly, looked around twice, still raised his hand to his lips, "Come on, Class [-]!"

Lynch's voice was insignificant in the crowd's shouts, but when he shouted that, Meng Hui turned his head, and his deep eyes once again accurately locked Lynch in the crowd.

In an instant, the sound of the crowd faded away, and the two seemed to only have each other in their eyes.

Meng Hui quickly looked away, but Lin Qi stared in his direction in a daze.

Meng Hui's eyes were so familiar just now, it was like... like...

The starting gun rang with a 'bang', and Lynch's thoughts were interrupted. When he tried to think about what he was thinking just now, he couldn't think of it anymore.

In 4X100, Meng Hui lived up to expectations and turned the tide at the last stick to win the first place. He was hugged by his classmates at the finish line. Meng Hui patted back and handed the baton to them. With the sweat on his head, he said to the sports committee members who were jumping up and down and cheering: "It's over, I'm leaving."

"Okay, okay, Brother Meng, you have worked hard." The sports committee member bowed exaggeratedly, "Your side please."

Meng Hui smiled, waved his hands, trotted back to the stands, stopped under the stands, glanced at Lynch who was sitting on the third floor, and sat in the empty seat in front of Lynch on the second floor.

Lynch moved his foot away.

The number plate on Meng Hui's back was soaked with sweat, and it was about to fall down, and his brown neck was also covered with sweat. Lynch hesitated, took out the tissue in the book, and was about to hand it over. A girl next to Meng Hui had already handed it over, and he quickly hid the tissue back in the book.

"Wipe off your sweat." The girl said shyly.

Holding the water bottle, Meng Hui didn't even look at the girl, "No need." He got up and walked straight down.

The girl took back the tissue with regret, but was not angry, and said with emotion: "It's so cool."

Lynch's eyes followed Meng Hui and disappeared at the entrance of the playground. Before he could smile, he saw Director Zhang waving to him with a very nervous expression.

Lynch pointed to himself, and mouthed: "Me?"

Director Zhang nodded vigorously.

Lynch hurried down.

Director Zhang didn't say a word, first pulled Lin Qi out of the crowded playground, walked to the corridor of the teaching building, and said seriously: "Your mother just called the school, she may not come home tonight , take care of yourself at home."

Lynch said 'Oh', "Thank you, teacher." I felt very strange in my heart, why did Lin Yue'e call the school to say something because she didn't go home for the night shift tonight.

Director Zhang patted him on the shoulder, hesitating to speak, "You... you go and play first."

Director Zhang's ambiguous attitude made Lynch a little flustered, and he said cautiously: "Teacher, is something wrong with my family?"

It stands to reason that the family accident in their family will take place at least a few months away.

Sun Zhonghai ran away with Lin Yuee's house mortgage loan behind his back. Lin Yuee was so angry that she fell ill and died of a sudden myocardial infarction.

The original plot was like this, now that Meng Hui was reborn, Lynch didn't know how the plot would go.

Director Zhang didn't reveal, "I'll find you again if I need something."

Lynch walked towards the playground in a daze, and almost bumped into someone again because he was absent-minded. When he was about to bump into several people in a row, Meng Hui, who had been following him, finally couldn't help but pull them away, "What are you thinking, walk well .”

Lynch raised his head and met Meng Hui's drenched face in a daze, "...I'm sorry."

Meng Hui let go, "Go back and watch the game." Without saying anything, he left holding the water bottle.

At the end of the sports meeting in the afternoon, some students came to find Lynch, saying that Director Zhang was looking for him.

The sports committee member on the side said to Lynch: "Go and come back quickly, the awards will be presented soon."

Lynch let out an 'hmm', feeling flustered for no reason.

Director Zhang was waiting for Lynch at the exit of the playground. Seeing Lynch, he said directly, "Get in the car, the teacher will take you there."

"Teacher, where are you going?" Lynch wondered.

Director Zhang sighed lightly, with a complicated expression on his face, "The police station."

……

"Qiqi——" Lin Qi got out of the car, and was thrown into his arms by the crying Lin Yuee.

"Mom, I'm here." Lynch patted Lin Yuee's shoulder, her heart beating like a drum, "It's okay, I'm here."

Sun Zhonghai is dead.

Drowning and soaking for several days, the person has changed beyond recognition. Lin Yuee came to identify the body, which was also recognized from an old injury on Sun Zhonghai's back. Coupled with Sun Zhonghai's clothes and the ID card in his pocket, the police confirmed that the deceased was Sun Zhonghai .

Lin Yuee has been crying, holding Lynch's hand and crying. Just now the police asked her several questions, and then asked her to call Lynch, and suddenly faced the death of a person around her, no matter what kind of emotion it was. , she cried very sadly.

But Lynch was different.

In the interrogation room, the police looked at the calm and handsome young man in front of him, and frowned slightly, "Don't be nervous, we are just making routine inquiries."

Lynch nodded.

"When was the last time you saw Sun Zhonghai?"

"I, I can't remember. He seldom comes back. I get up early and come home late. It's hard to have a chance to meet."

"How is the relationship between you and Sun Zhonghai?"

"Normally," Lynch lowered his head, "he's my stepdad, not my own."

Police: "Understood, how is your mother's relationship with him?"

Lynch clasped his hands, and said softly: "It's not bad, he has been gambling all the time in recent years, and when he came back, he just quarreled with my mother to get the money."

The policeman nodded and made a record, "Okay, you go out, comfort your mother more, she is still very sad."

"En." Lynch got up and walked out. Although he was calm on the surface, in fact, there was already a huge wave in his heart, and a pair of beast-like eyes appeared in his mind.

——"I let him disappear, how about it?"

Lin Qi swallowed his saliva, the police station was surrounded by surveillance, he sat down next to the crying Lin Yuee with a sullen face, took Lin Yuee's hand, and whispered: "Mom, don't be sad."

"Mom is not sad," Lin Yuee wiped her face, "Mom is... such a real person... If you don't, then..." Lin Yuee lowered her head and began to cry again.

Lin Qi patted Lin Yuee's back, his hands trembling a little, "It's okay, mom, it's okay..."