CFJTM Chapter 3 You’re so good, how can this car compare to you?

Shen Qingshu was brushing his teeth when something flashed across his mind. 

He couldn’t help but slow down his brushing as he sorted out the memory fragments. The more he remembered the more shocked he was, after sorting everything out he was even more shocked. 

He looked into the mirror at the person so similar to himself, slowly approached and examined carefully. 

After looking carefully, Shen Qingshu now didn’t know whether he felt happiness or sadness and he stopped brushing his teeth.

How could he live an extra day?

He obviously died and transmigrated into a book. 

This current body doesn’t belong to him at all!

Shen Qingshu sighed while looking at the small mole on the side of his face. The one that he was sure hadn’t been on his original face, sure enough this was not his body but someone else’s. This was not the world he lived in, but this bodys world. 

Shen Qingshu couldn’t help sighing.

However soon he calmed down again. Although he is already dead dead at least he’s still alive in a sense. That was good enough, what else could he want?

Besides this body is so similar to his original one. This was good luck, Shen Qingshu regained his happy mood and continued to brush his teeth. 

He finished brushing his teeth and showered before gradually leaving the bathroom. 

As Han Cheng watched him coming out of the shower looking fresh and delicious, he felt an itch to drive again.

It had to be said that Shen Qingshu was really handsome; he had pale skin, red lips, a small face yet contrasting big bright eyes. They curved slightly at the tail end with a little wittiness shining when glancing up at him and framed by thick curling eyelashes, all combined to appear seductive enough to hook people.

Han Cheng remembered the way those eyes looked at him last night. Those eyes all misty seemingly rippled with affection and it made Han Cheng feel even more itchy. He couldn’t help asking him, “How was my performance last night?”

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

“How about we…” Han Cheng swallowed his words back half way through.

This isn’t going correctly. He obviously only planned this to be a one-off and not meet again. Why would he treat this as a special car?

Han Cheng keenly felt the alarm ringing in his heart and swallowed any words he was going to continue with.

“How about we?” Shen Qingshu asked casually, “Why did you stop speaking halfway?”

Han Cheng thought for a moment before replying, “We could exchange contact information, in case we can be of service next time.”

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He nodded to himself, this method was good, able to both advance and retreat in the future. Both attack and defend, they could meet again but also have the choice to never meet again.

“It’s not convenient to always contact each other through the app.” He added.

Shen Qingshu felt that made sense. Now that he knew it wouldn’t be the end when he next closes his eyes, he had to think about his future sex needs. Thinking about it, exchanging license plates wasn’t a bad idea.

He took out his mobile phone, used his fingerprint to unlock it and exchanged contacts with Han Cheng.

While saving the contact name, he suddenly got a jolt!

Han Cheng!!!

Shen Qingshu!!!

Wait, is this the novel read by his assistant?!

In the bathroom he didn’t focus on Han Cheng when going through the memories, so he didn’t realise his driver and the protagonist in the book his assistant complained about were the same person!

But he wasn’t the other protagonist!

He was a mere cannon fodder, a tool repeatedly jumping around in the later stages to further develop the protagonist’s love! 

Shen Qingshu:…

Shen Qingshu silently turned to look at the person beside him. It’s you! In the future, I was suppressed to death and you couldn’t wait to force me to kneel down to win over your sweetheart!

In a moment of anger he pinched Han Cheng’s waist!

He didn’t use his full strength in consideration that Han Cheng was the protagonist and it would be another reason he could embark on the cannon fodder route. Otherwise what he pinched wouldn’t be Han Cheng’s waist, but little Han Cheng!

Han Cheng was caught off guard by his pinch. He held his hand and said, “What are you doing?”

“Does it hurt? Good!” Shen Qingshu didn’t look guilty at all. “Your skills suck. Negative score and bad review, I’m still sore.”

Han Cheng was in disbelief, “You just gave me five stars.”

“I lied, I just didn’t want you to feel bad.”

“I’m feeling bad.” Han Cheng pointed to little Han Cheng and said, “What do I have to feel bad about? If anything it should be you, about your little bird.”

Shen Qingshu exploded in anger and pinched him again, “Who’s a little bird? You’re a little bird! I’m a roc spreading its wings!”

“A newly born roc that hasn’t grown hair.”

Shen Qingshu stopped talking and proved with his hands how the roc may not have yet but it still has claws. 

When he felt he had messed around enough, he stopped and started putting on his clothes to leave.

Han Cheng was shocked by his indifferent attitude, he couldn’t help but wonder if his skills were actually that bad?

Of course he knew his own roc was very powerful, but it was still it’s first flight. Since he had never flown before he was unsure how high and fierce was best.

Judging from Shen Qingshu’s reaction last night, there should be no problem. 

But he had also just stated he was lying, so he was feeling subtle.

Han Cheng felt that his car was too elusive. The car was a good model but it was too capricious. 

He watched Shen Qingshu get dressed, “Are you leaving?”

“If not?” Shen Qingshu asked back, “What else should I be doing?”

“Aren’t you having breakfast?”

Shen Qingshu paused, it was alright when he didn’t notice but now he felt the pangs of hunger. 

“Then let’s eat.” Shen Qingshu sat back on the bed.

Han Cheng ordered his own breakfast, then passed the menu over, “Take your time, I’m going to take a shower.”

“En.”

“So last night…”

“It was terrible!” Shen Qingshu showed no mercy.

“Yet you still want to exchange contact information with me.”

“Everyone has the responsibility to care for the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled. 

Han Cheng…

“Aren’t you curious about which category you’re in?”

“All I know is that if you go on you will become the disabled one, The chrysanthemum is broken~ the floor is hurt~ your smile has turned yellow~”¹

Shen Qingshu…

Han Cheng smiled happily when seeing him silent. He pinched his face, then went and pinched his mouth into a duck mouth shape, “Hard mouth.”

Before he had forgotten that they had done it twice, if his skills were that bad how could he have been willing to go a second round?

He isn’t buddha, he would not do such a self sacrificing act!

Han Cheng regained his pride and went into the bathroom happily. 

Shen Qingshu’s lip curled up and he began to ponder with his chin on his chin. Currently the protagonist hasn’t appeared, so the story has yet to begin. As long as he doesn’t seek death in front of the protagonist once the story begins, everything will be fine.

Since he is a toolman to promote the development of plot, he will fulfill his mission early and do his best to promote plot development. After Han Cheng and the protagonist shou upon meeting each other under the golden evening wind and amongst the pure white dew, they shared an experience that others would never understand.² He will give his warm blessings and gracefully exit the scene, then everything should be fine.

Isn’t that the role of a toolman?

So there’s no need to be overly worried. 

Having thought things through, Shen Qingshu looked over the menu carefully and ordered several things he wanted to eat.

When Han Cheng came out from his shower the food was ready. 

After wiping his hair, he sat with Shen Qingshu to eat. 

The two weren’t familiar so they didn’t start an awkward conversation and simply ate. After breakfast they left the hotel together.

“Do you want me to take you back?” Han Cheng asked politely

Shen Qingshu recalled in the original host’s memory that he came by taxi. And he didn’t want to make the extra effort so he straightforwardly agreed, “Okay.”

Han Cheng’s car was parked in the underground parking lot and was a cool off-road vehicle. Shen Qingshu’s eyes lit up, really not bad.

“Can I drive?” He asked, “I haven’t driven in a long time.”

“Nonsense, we just drove together last night.”

Shen Qingshu was speechless, “I’m talking about a real car, a four wheeled car that can be driven freely and powered by gasoline!”

“You’re also pretty good, although you can’t go four rounds you can be driven freely and I am the fuel that powers you on.”

SHen Qingshu:..

“Which do you think is better, you or this car?” Han Cheng held his shoulder and deliberately asked.

Shen Qingshu thought this guy was so shameless. Turning to pinch him, “Who do you think is better! You’re the one with the most driving experience shouldn’t you have the best judgement in this aspect?

Han Cheng held his hands with a laugh, such a fierce temper  fitting of a sports car. “You’re so good, the best, how can this car compare to you?”

Shen Qingshu stepped on him, “Car keys.”

Han Cheng was helpless and gave him the car keys, “So eager to drive, do you even have a license?”

“Underestimating people.” Shen Qingshu glanced sideways at him.

“Then drive well and show  me you’re driving skills.”

“You’re letting me drive?” Shen Qingshu exclaimed in excitement.

Han Cheng signalled to the car, “Like you said, a four wheeled car that can be driven freely and powered by gasoline”

“I can also give you gasoline.” Shen Qingshu protested.

“No need, you better keep it for yourself.”

Shen Jing Shu puffed out his cheeks in dissatisfaction, walked towards the car and opened the door.

When he got into the driver’s seat, Shen Qingshu suddenly realised he didn’t know the route.

How does he get home from here?

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But he didn’t panic. He entered the address into the navigation system, fastened his seatbelt and asked Han Cheng, “Are you ready?”

Han Cheng nodded.

“Then let’s go.”

Shen Qingshu stepped o the accelerator and began reversing out.

Facts showed that Shen Qingshu overestimated his driving skills. When he stopped the car Han Cheng leaned against the co-pilot and almost threw up in his car.

He has never been car sick ever since he was young. Today he was so dizzy he almost threw up in his own car. What the fuck!

“I can tell you need to take public transport in the future. Whether you ride someone’s car or take public transport, you definitely can’t drive.” Han Cheng patted Shen Qingshu’s shoulder.

Shen Qingshu looked at his posture of almost puking and asked with shame and disbelief “Are my driving skills so bad?”

“Your driving skills aren’t the problem. Others drive for money, you drive for death!”

“Aren’t you still alive?”

³ “Some people are alive, he is dead, some people are dead, he is alive.” Han Cheng pointed to himself “Like me, I’m afraid I’ll be traumatized and feel sick everytime I see this car. I probably can’t get into this car for a long time.”

Shen Qingshu:…

“It’s not that bad.”

“Listen to ge , a good car driving a good car how come the combined effect is so bad.”

Shen Qingshu was sure he was joking but he didn’t have any evidence.

“It’s just that I haven’t driven for a while, next time will definitely be better.”

“Next time?” Han Cheng looked shocked, “ Next time I absolutely won’t be getting in a car you drive!”

“Then I’ll go to someone else, I’m driving for free. There will always be someone willing to try.”

Han Cheng heard him say this  and a thought occurred, “There’s something I need to tell you in advance.”

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¹ This line from a song Ju Hua Tai (Chrysanthemum Flower Bed)  by Jay Chou

² 金风玉露一相逢便胜却人间无数 is a quote from the poem 《鹊桥仙·纤云弄巧》 by Song dynasty poet 秦观. 

³ This is a verse from the famous poet Zang Kejia’s famous “Some people” “有的人”by “克家” meaning person who does not fight for the interests of the people, although he is still alive, he has died, a person who has always dedicated himself to the interests of the people and then died, although he is dead, he is still alive in the hearts of the people! Apparently this was said about chairman Mao too?

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