The Supporting Male Character Just Wants to Be a Tool Man

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

He couldn't help but slow 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 finished searching along the memory fragments, Shen Qingshu was stunned.

He looked at the face in the mirror that was almost the same as his former self, slowly approached, and looked at it seriously.

After reading it carefully, Shen Qingshu didn't know whether to be happy or sad for an instant, and stopped brushing his teeth.

How could he have lived an extra day?

He simply died and passed through the book.

His current body is not him at all!

Shen Qingshu sighed, looking at the small mole on the side of his face, he was sure that he didn't have this mole on his face before, and sure enough, it wasn't his body, but someone else's body, and it wasn't The world he was in was the world where the original owner lived in his memory.

Shen Qingshu couldn't help sighing again.

But he quickly calmed down again. Although death is really dead, living now is really living.

If you change the world and your body, you are still alive, which is not bad. What more bicycles are needed.

Besides, this body is so similar to his before, it's just a stroke of luck, it's good, Shen Qingshu is happy again, and continues to brush his teeth happily.

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

Han Cheng looked at him fresh and delicious after taking a bath, and felt a little ready to move.

I have to say that Shen Qingshu is really good-looking, with white skin and red lips, a small face, but big eyes, big and bright, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, with a little playfulness, connected with thick small hooks The eyelashes are very attractive.

Han Cheng remembered that he looked at himself with these eyes last night, and finally his eyes seemed to be stained with mist, the water was rippling and his brows were affectionate, and his heart itched even more for a while, so he couldn't help asking him, "What did I do yesterday?" How was the night?"

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

"Then what do you think about us..." Han Cheng swallowed the words halfway through.

This is going the wrong way. He obviously intends to meet once and never see each other again. We only maintain a good one-time relationship. Why do we need a special car for this?

Sensitively, Han Cheng sounded the alarm and swallowed the words he hadn't said.

"What about us?" Shen Qingshu asked puzzled, "How can you say half of it?"

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 be advanced or retreated, defended or attacked, and can contact again, but never see each other again.

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

Shen Qingshu felt that what he said was right. He now knew that there was a high probability that he would not open and close his eyes, and this life would be over. Therefore, for the sake of future sexual welfare, it is also possible to exchange the license plate number.

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

When saving the name of the contact, he looked at the word "Hancheng" that he had entered, and suddenly he was shocked!

Hancheng! ! !

Shen Qingshu! ! !

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

When he was in the bathroom before, he didn't expect that Han Cheng was too busy recalling the plot in the book, and naturally he didn't realize that he, the driver, had the same name as the protagonist Gong in the book that his little assistant complained about that day!

But he is not the protagonist!

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

Shen Qingshu: ...

Shen Qingshu silently turned her head to look at the person beside her, it was you!In the later stage, I was suppressed to death, I wish I could kneel down and sing Conquer to your little sweetheart!

In a moment of anger, he hit Han Cheng's waist!

If he hadn't considered that his hard work would affect the quality of the protagonist's hardware and push him to embark on a new round of cannon fodder, he would not be Han Cheng's waist, but Han Cheng's great pride!

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

"Does it hurt? It's right if it hurts!" Shen Qingshu didn't feel guilty, "Your skills are too bad, negative score and bad review, it hurts me to death."

Han Cheng had a look of disbelief, "You just praised me with a five-star review."

"That's a lie to you, for fear that you will feel inferior."

"I have low self-esteem." Han Cheng pointed to his great pride, "I have nothing to feel inferior to. If I have low self-esteem, you little bird should not be depressed."

Shen Qing was so angry that he pinched him, "Who the hell is a little bird, you are just a little bird! I am a big bird spreading its wings!"

"A roc who has just been born and hasn't grown any hair yet."

Shen Qingshu didn't say a word, put his hands together, and told Han Cheng with his actions that the Dapeng may not have long hair when it was born, but it must have sharp claws.

When he had had enough trouble, he stopped and prepared to change his clothes and leave.

Han Cheng was bewildered by his relentless attitude, and even couldn't help but start to wonder, could he be really poor in technique?

Of course he knew that his roc was mighty, but after all, it was his first test flight, and he had never flown it before, so he was not sure if he flew so high and fiercely.

Judging by 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 small car was really too elusive. The car was a good car, but it was too capricious.

He looked at Shen Qingshu who was fully dressed while he was thinking, and asked, "Leaving?"

"Otherwise?" Shen Qingshu asked him, "What else should I do?"

"Aren't you going to have breakfast?"

Shen Qing paused for a while while buttoning his buttons, it's okay not to say, but he was really hungry when he said it.

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

Han Cheng ordered the meal and handed him the menu, "Take your time, I'll take a shower."

"Ah."

"So last night I..."

"Extremely bad!" Shen Qingshu was merciless.

"Then you still exchange contact information with me."

"Caring for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled is everyone's responsibility."

Han Cheng: ...

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

"I only know that if you continue to talk, you will probably be crippled—the chrysanthemums are crippled, the ground is covered with bruises, and your smile will turn yellow."

Shen Qingshu: ...

Seeing that he was silent, Han Cheng smiled happily, pinched his face, and then pinched his mouth, pinching Shen Qingshu's mouth until it pouted like a duckling, "Hard mouth."

He almost forgot that they did it twice yesterday. If his skills were so poor, how could Shen Qingshu be willing to do it with him for the second time?

He is not a Bodhisattva, he sacrificed himself to save others!

Han Cheng regained his pride and went into the bathroom in a happy mood.

Shen Qingshu curled his lips, propped his chin and thought, at this time, the protagonist Shou hasn't appeared yet, which means the story hasn't really started yet, so he just needs not to die in front of the protagonist after the story starts, then it should be OK.

Anyway, he is just 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. Blessings, graceful exit, this should be fine.

Tool man, isn't that the role?

So, he doesn't need to worry too much.

Shen Qingshu figured it out, looked at the menu carefully, and ordered several things he wanted to eat.

After Han Cheng came out of the shower, breakfast was served.

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

The two of them didn't know each other well, so there was no awkward chat, and they left the hotel together after eating.

"Do you want me to see you off?" Han Cheng asked politely.

Shen Qingshu recalled that the original owner came here by taxi, he was too lazy to bother, so he agreed, "All right."

Han Cheng's car is in the underground parking lot. It is a cool off-road vehicle. Shen Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he thinks the car is not bad.

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

"Nonsense, we just drove together last night."

Shen Qing was speechless, "I'm talking about a real car, a four-wheeled car that can run freely and run on gasoline!"

"You can also, although it is not four-wheeled, but you can also run freely, I will cheer for you."

Shen Qingshu: ...

"What do you think is better between you and this car?" Han Cheng touched his shoulder and asked intentionally.

Shen Qingshu felt that he was shameless, so he turned around and pinched him, "Who do you say! Haven't you all driven before? You have the most right to speak, why don't you think so!"

With a smile, Han Cheng took his careless hands, thinking that his temper must be a small sports car, "Then you are still good, you are very good, how can this car be as good as you?"

Shen Qingshu stepped on him, "Car keys."

Han Cheng had no choice but to give him the car keys, "I really want to drive, do you have a driver's license?"

"You underestimate people." Shen Qing gave him a sideways look.

"Then drive hard, and I'll take a look at your driving skills."

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

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

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

"That's not necessary, you'd better keep it for yourself."

Shen Qingshu puffed his cheeks slightly dissatisfied, walked to his car, and opened the door.

When sitting in the driver's seat, Shen Qingshu suddenly realized that he didn't know the route?

How do I go home from here?

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

Han Cheng nodded.

"Let's go then."

Shen Qingshu stepped on the accelerator and started to reverse the car.

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 vomited in his car.

He has never had motion sickness since he was so old, and today he was so dizzy that he wanted to vomit in his own car, what an idiot!

"I can tell, you should still take a car in the future, no matter if you take a car or make a car, you definitely can't be a driver anymore." Han Cheng patted Shen Qingshu on the shoulder.

Shen Qingshu looked at him looking like he was about to vomit, feeling ashamed and unwilling to believe it, "Are my driving skills so bad?"

"It's not a problem with you being poor. Others ask for money to drive, but you drive like hell!"

"Aren't you still alive and well?"

"Some people are alive, but he's already dead, and some people are dead, but he's not dead yet," Han Cheng pointed to himself, "For example, me. I'm afraid I'd feel like throwing up when I see this car in the future. Can’t get in the car for a long time.”

Shen Qingshu: ...

"Not so much."

"Listen to my brother, take a good ride in the car, what a car, how can you drive to such an effect."

Shen Qingshu felt that he made a pun, although he had no proof.

"It must be because I haven't been driving for too long, wait for the next time, next time I will definitely not be at this level."

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

"Then I'll go find someone else, I'll drive for free, there will always be someone willing to take a test ride."

Hearing what he said, Han Cheng thought of something, and said to him, "There is something that I think I need to tell you in advance."

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