The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man - Chapter 3

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Shen Qingshu was brushing his teeth, and he felt something flash in his mind.

He couldn't help slowing down his teeth brushing, carefully feeling the memory fragments in his mind.

But the more he felt it, the more shocked he was. When he finally traced the memory fragments, Shen Qingshu was shocked.

He looked at the face in the mirror that was almost the same as the one he used to, and slowly moved closer, carefully looking again.

After reading it carefully, Shen Qingshu didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow for an instant, and brushing his teeth stopped.

How can he live an extra day?

He is dead and wearing books.

This body of him now is not him at all!

Shen Qing sighed and looked at the small mole on his side of his face. He was sure that there was no mole on his previous face. Sure enough, it was not his body, but someone else's body, and it was not. The world he lives in is the world where the original owner lives in his memory.

Shen Qing couldn't help sighing again.

But he soon calmed down. Although death was really dead, he is still alive now.

Changed the world, changed the body, that's still alive, that's not bad. What kind of bicycles are needed.

Besides, this body is so similar to his previous one. It was a good luck. Shen Qingshu became happy again and continued to brush his teeth happily.

He brushed his teeth, took a shower, and then walked out of the bathroom slowly.

Han Cheng watched him look fresh and delicious after taking a shower, and he was a little bit ready to move.

I have to say that Shen Qingshu does look good, with white lips and red face, small face, but big eyes, big and bright, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, with some frivolity and playfulness, connected to thick little hooks. The eyelashes are very attractive.

Han Cheng remembered that he looked at him with these eyes last night. In the end, his eyes seemed to be stained with fog, and the water waves and the expression of affectionate eyebrows were even more itchy for a while. He couldn't help but ask him, "I was yesterday. How did the night perform?"

"Very good." Shen Qingshu was satisfied, "Five-star praise."

"Then you think we..." Han Cheng said halfway, before swallowing the words back.

This is not the right direction. He clearly intends to meet once and never see each other again. Everyone only maintains a good one-off relationship. Why does this require a special car?

Han Cheng sensitively sounded the alarm and swallowed what he hadn't said into his stomach.

"What are we?" Shen Qing asked indifferently, "how do you say half way?"

Han Cheng thought for a while and replied, "We can exchange contact information, maybe we can use it next time."

He nodded, thinking that this method is good. It can advance or retreat, defensive and offensive, and can contact again and never see each other.

"After all, contact on software is always not as convenient as on the phone." He added.

Shen Qingshu felt that what he said was right. He now knows that there is a high probability that his eyes will not be opened or closed, and this life will pass, so for the sake of future sexual well-being, it is okay to exchange the license plate number.

Shen Qingshu took out his mobile phone, unlocked his fingerprint, asked Han Cheng's phone number, and broadcasted it to him.

When he saved the name of the contact, he looked at the entered Hancheng, and suddenly he was excited!

Hancheng! !

Shen Qingshu! !

Wait, isn't this the novel his assistant read? !

When he was in the bathroom before, he did not expect Han Cheng to patronize the plot in the memoir book, and naturally did not realize that his driver, and the protagonist in the book that his little assistant complained that day, turned out to be the same name!

But he is not the protagonist!

He is a cannon fodder, a tool man who jumps repeatedly in later stages to promote the protagonist's love affair!

Shen Qingshu:...

Shen Qingshu silently turned his head to look at the person next to him, it's you! Suppress me to death in the later stage, and I can't wait to let me kneel down and sing for your sweetheart to conquer!

He was angry for a while, and pointed at Han Cheng's waist!

If it were not for the fact that his strength was going down, in case the protagonist's hardware quality was affected and he embarked on a new round of cannon fodder, he would not be Hancheng's waist, but Hancheng's great pride!

Han Cheng was caught off guard by him and pressed his hand, "What are you doing?"

"Does it hurt? That's right!" Shen Qing was not guilty, "Your technique is too bad, and the negative score is bad. It hurts me to death."

Han Cheng looked unbelievable, "You just praised my five-star praise."

"That's a lie to you, for fear of your low self-esteem."

"I have a low self-esteem." Han Cheng pointed to his great pride, "I have nothing to be inferior, if I am inferior, you little bird, you must not be depressed."

Shen Qing was so angry that he went to pinch him, "Who the **** is the bird, you are the one who is the one who lives by the bird! Lao Tzu, this is the big Peng spreading his wings!"

"Dapeng who has just been born and hasn't grown any hair."

Shen Qingshu didn't say a word, put his hands together, and told Han Cheng with full action that Dapeng might have been born without hair, but he must have had sharp claws.

He had enough trouble, so he closed his hands, ready to change clothes and leave.

Han Cheng was stunned by his unconcerned attitude, and even couldn't help but start to wonder, wouldn't he be really poorly skilled?

Of course he knew that his Dapeng was very mighty, but after all it was the first flight test, and he hadn't flew it before, and he was not sure if he was flying high and fierce.

Seeing Shen Qingshu's appearance last night, there should be no problem.

But he just said that he lied to himself, which is very subtle.

Han Cheng felt that his car was really too elusive, and that the car was a good car, but it was too capricious.

He looked at Shen Qing as he was thinking, already dressed neatly, and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Otherwise?" Shen Qingshu asked him, "What else?"

"Don't you eat breakfast?"

Shen Qing paused for a moment with his unbuttoned hands, not to mention it was okay, he was really hungry when he said that.

"Then eat." He finished speaking and sat on the bed again.

Han Cheng ordered the meal and handed him the menu, "You order slowly and I will take a shower."

"Um."

"So last night..."

"Very bad!" Shen Qingshu was merciless.

"Then you still exchange contact information with me."

"It is everyone's responsibility to care for the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

Hancheng:...

"Aren't you curious about what you are?" Shen Qingshu asked him.

"I only know that if you continue to speak, you will probably be disabled-the chrysanthemum is mutilated, the floor is wounded, and your smile will turn yellow."

Shen Qingshu:...

Seeing that he was silent, Han Cheng smiled happily, squeezed his face, went to squeeze his mouth, and squeezed Shen Jing's sparse mouth like a duck, "mouth hard."

He almost forgot that they did it twice yesterday. If his skills are so bad, how would Shen Qingshu be willing to do it a second time with him?

He is not a bodhisattva, he sacrifices himself and saves others!

Han Cheng regained his pride and entered the bathroom happily.

Shen Qing curled his lips and held his chin thinking, at this time, the protagonist has not yet appeared, that is, the story has not really begun, so he only needs to do not die in front of the protagonist after the story begins. It's okay.

Anyway, he is also a tool to promote the development of the plot, so he will fulfill his early mission and do his best to promote the development of the plot. When Han Cheng and the protagonist meet by the golden wind and jade, they win countless times, he is enthusiastic. Blessings, exit gracefully, this should be fine.

Tool people, isn’t that what it does?

Therefore, he does not need to worry too much.

Shen Qing thought to understand, looked at the menu carefully, and ordered several things that he wanted to eat.

When Han Cheng came out from the shower, breakfast was ready.

He wiped his hair, sat down and ate with Shen Qingshu.

If the two are unfamiliar, there is no awkward chat, and they leave the hotel together after eating.

"Do you want me to give it to you?" Han Cheng asked politely.

Shen Qingshu recalled that the original owner came here by taxi. He didn't bother to take the effort, so he agreed, "All right."

Hancheng's car was in the underground parking lot. It was a cool off-road vehicle. Shen Qingsuo's eyes lit up and thought it was not bad.

"Let me drive?" he asked, "I haven't driven for a long time."

"Nonsense, we just drove together last night."

Shen Qingshu was speechless, "I'm talking about real cars, four-wheeled, free-running, gasoline-powered cars!"

"You can also, although it is not four wheels, but you can run freely, I will cheer you on."

Shen Qingshu:...

"What do you think is good between you and this car?" Han Cheng touched his shoulder and said deliberately.

Shen Qingshu felt that he was shameless, and turned around to pinch him, "Who do you think is good! Haven't you all driven, you have the most say, why don't you think about it!"

Han Cheng smiled and held his crazy hands, feeling that his temper was a small sports car, "That's hello, you are very good, how can this car be as good as you?"

Shen Qingshu stepped on him, "Car key."

Han Cheng couldn't, so he had to give him the car key, "I really want to drive, do you have a driver's license?"

"Let's look down on people." Shen Qing glanced at him slantingly.

"Then you drive well, and I will look at your driving skills."

"Then let me be the driver?" Shen Qingshu looked excited.

Han Cheng turned his head to his car, "You said, four-wheeled, free-running, gasoline-powered car."

"I can also give you gasoline." Shen Qingshu protested.

"It's not necessary, you should keep it for your own use."

Shen Qingshu slightly bulged his cheeks with dissatisfaction, walked to the side of his car, and opened the door.

When sitting in the driver's seat, Shen Qingshu suddenly reacted. He didn't know the route?

How do I get home from here?

But he didn't panic, entered the address on the navigation, fastened his seat belt, and asked Han Cheng, "Are you ready?"

Han Cheng nodded.

"Then go."

As soon as Shen Qing stepped on the accelerator, he started to reverse.

Facts have proved that Shen Qingshu still overestimated his driving skills. When he stopped the car, Han Cheng leaned on the co-pilot and almost didn't vomit in his car.

He has never been motion sick when he grows up. He was so dizzy and nauseous in his own car today. What a damn!

"I can see that you should still take a car in the future. Whether you are taking a car or working as a car, you definitely can't be a driver." Han Cheng patted Shen Qingshu on the shoulder.

Shen Qingshu looked at him as though he was about to vomit, but he was ashamed and unwilling to believe, "Is my driving skills so bad?"

"It's not a bad problem for you. Others drive a car and ask for money, but you drive a terrible drive!"

"Aren't you still alive."

"Some people are alive, but he is dead, and some people are dead, but he is not completely dead," Han Cheng pointed to himself, "such as me. After seeing this car, I am afraid that I will feel flustered and nauseous. Can’t get in the car for a long time."

Shen Qingshu:...

"Not so much."

"Listen to brother, take a good car, what a good car, how can you drive this kind of effect."

Shen Qingshu felt that he was a pun, although he had no evidence.

"It must have been a long time since I opened it. I will definitely not be at this level next time."

"Do you have another time?" Han Cheng was surprised, "I will definitely not take your car next time!"

"Then I will go find someone else, I will drive for free, there will always be someone willing to try it out."

Han Cheng heard him say this, thought of something, and said to him, "There is something, I think I need to tell you in advance."

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