Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

Qin Zhili turned and left.

He planned to help her find the person, and once she saw him, she wouldn't want to look for him anymore.

He Suining watched his departing figure, then leaned gently against the car, speaking in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for him to hear, "The tuition fee is 30,000."

I just said that.

She smiled as Qin Zhili turned around and returned to her side.

Not bad.

A villain is a villain; he can bend and stretch.

after that.

Qin Zhili is about to have a competition and doesn't have time to teach her for the time being.

They agreed to come here every night to teach her on another training track.

He Suining returned to the audience stands.

He went to place his bets and spent the maximum limit of 100,000, betting on Qin Zhili to win.

The match was about to start, so she found a good spot to sit down and watch.

The chatter around me was all about Qin Zhili.

It seems that everyone has a lot of confidence in him.

She listened intently and heard some women give him a childish nickname, something like "Young King".

Qin Zhili stood next to the car.

The boy was slightly thin, and compared to the large, adult man next to him, he had a youthful appearance.

Even thin.

But he remained calm. He was wearing the distinctive red racing suit of this underground racetrack, which made his already 180cm height appear even more imposing.

He can make even a simple racing suit look good.

The car door opens.

He glanced at the audience seats, then bent down and got into the car.

The cramped space gave him a sense of security. He reached out and gripped the steering wheel like a chef holding a spoon. He felt relaxed in his familiar territory.

However, he will not become arrogant because of this.

Every dish is worth studying.

Every opponent deserves respect.

With cheers, the match officially began.

Qin Zhili's fiery red car shot off like a fleeting, elusive meteor streaking across the sky.

This racetrack mainly focuses on cornering.

Speed ​​is secondary; control is more important.

He Suining took out a sweet and sour hawthorn pill from her pocket and put it in her mouth to chew.

Within the deep brown pupils, a fiery red meteor raced forward, tracing a graceful curve at the first bend.

With a roar, it left the cars behind it flying.

Qin Zhili's racing style was not quite what she had imagined.

She thought that someone as calm as him must have calculated all sorts of winning formulas to outmaneuver his opponent and then win.

did not expect.

On the field, he's more like a ferocious dragon.

He exterminated all those who coveted the treasures inside his cave.

He was aggressive and refused to give anyone a chance from the very beginning, leaving everyone else in the dust.

Over time.

The cheers grew louder and louder.

The car body shot out like an arrow, finally reaching its destination.

Qin Zhili's bangs were damp with sweat, but he had won.

Just as he had predicted, he was still very happy, his heart pounding wildly.

He got out of the car.

They raised their hands, which was met with even louder cheers.

He Suining stood up with a smile and clapped vigorously as she watched the young man on the racetrack.

It has to be said that this place is as if it were a world under his control.

High spirits.

Confident and outspoken.

*

He Suining has started learning to race cars.

Qin Zhili wasn't quite sure if she was just a flash in the pan, but since he had taken her money, he naturally had to teach her properly.

However, problems arose on the very first day of learning.

"How about it?"

Under his guidance, He Suining quickly ran a lap.

Qin Zhili frowned, remained silent for a long time, and stared at her with a suspicious look in his eyes.

After a while, under her suspicious gaze, he voiced his doubts, "Is this really your first day learning? You've never touched this before?"

He Suining shook her head honestly.

I used to fly interstellar spaceships.

She discovered that most of the driving theories are common to all things, and since she had managed to handle even very large and difficult objects, she could certainly handle a small car.

But for Qin Zhili, this was simply an exaggerated talent.

Even though he has been praised by countless people as someone born for this profession, he still has to admit that He Suining is more outstanding than him.

He nodded in belief.

There's no need for the young lady to joke about something like this.

"you're good……"

The second half of this month.

He Suining goes to school during the day and has no contact or conversation with Qin Zhili except for one delivering dessert to the other in the morning.

It certainly looks like a client and boss relationship.

But in the evening, they would tacitly agree to meet at the racetrack.

Less than a week.

Qin Zhili not only didn't teach He Suining anything, but he also discovered that some of He Suining's knowledge and driving theories were things he had never encountered before.

He hasn't made any progress in a long time.

Sometimes it's like that; you get stuck at a certain point for a long time, and you don't know when you'll suddenly realize it and be able to cross the threshold.

"I have nothing to teach you."

Qin Zhili glanced at her subtly, his deep black eyes revealing a hint of unspoken words.

He Suining didn't seem to care much.

He opened his mouth, then spoke in a low voice, as if he didn't care much, "He Suining, I'll refund half of the money. If you have time, could you teach me how to do it this way?"

He Suining had been waiting for these words.

These days she has also discovered that the theory of piloting interstellar spaceships is much more advanced than that on Earth.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. It's been thousands of years, how could humanity not have made any progress? That would be absurd.

She gave him a mischievous smile, looked up at him with a laugh, and said, "You know I'm not short of money."

It's not worth it for the rich person to make a deal with you.

Qin Zhili's lowered eyes met her bright, sparkling eyes.

Suddenly, I remembered the day they were locked in the freezer; she was in the same situation.

His throat was itchy.

Frowning slightly.

Finally giving up, she opened her thin lips helplessly, "Sister, please teach me."

This time you were very well-behaved.

He was so obedient that He Suining almost reached out to touch his head with her wrist.

If it weren't for my height, I would have actually reached it.

Qin Zhili's gaze stopped her.

It was as if if she actually touched him, he might actually bite her.

He Suining smiled broadly, "No way."

Qin Zhili didn't give him any face and immediately turned and left.

She quickly went up and pulled his arm, "Qin Zhili! Is this all the patience you have? I haven't finished speaking yet!"

He stopped again.

He let her hold his arm and stared at her.

He Suining held up one finger. "How about making me free desserts for a year?"

Qin Zhili tilted his head and looked at her, "That's it?"

"What else can I do?" she said helplessly, spreading her hands.

The two finally reached a deal.

It's very late.

Qin Zhili was quite the gentleman and offered to take her home.

In the taxi.

He Suining recalled a tip she had seen a few days ago when she was cramming on racing knowledge.

She and Qin Zhili sat in the back seat, with a little distance between them.

She stretched out her leg, her white sneakers tapping against his gray sneakers. "Qin Zhili, I have a question for you."

Qin Zhili looked helplessly at the other shoe upper that didn't belong to him, and asked with a headache, "What's wrong?"

“Have you guys who like racing cars ever heard of the ‘Kiss of Racers’ or ‘Kiss of Death’?” She gestured wildly to him, as if afraid he wouldn’t understand. “It’s when two cars are racing, and the one in front suddenly turns around and kisses the front of the other car with its front end.”

He saw her slender white hands clenched into fists.

They gently bumped into each other, pretending to kiss.

Qin Zhili watched her actions, his expression indescribable. "Read less gossip news. I don't know about others, but to me, this is just a gimmick created by someone with ulterior motives. I treat my car as a partner; who would ask their partner to do something like this? I certainly wouldn't."

He Suining stomped on it hard, "Are you allergic to romance, Qin Zhili?"

Humph.

"I really feel sorry for your future wife." He Suining pulled her leg back and muttered softly.

Qin Zhili, who was standing next to him, could hear him perfectly well. "I can hear you."

The driver looked at them "arguing" in the rearview mirror with amusement.

After a while, we arrived at the villa complex where she lived.

Open the door and walk out.

Qin Zhili opened the car window and looked at her, "He Suining."

He Suining turned around and bent down to look at him inside the car.

"I have an important competition next Tuesday night. Are you... are you coming?" He spoke haltingly, which was unusual for him, and his words were not very fluent. He then made up an excuse for himself, "After all, I'll be your student from now on. Shouldn't I come and see how your teaching has paid off?"