funbook-pk Chapter 95 Kindergarten Parent-Child Day: Lin Zhou Changes a Tire with One Hand, Amazing the Entire
Chapter 95 Kindergarten Parent-Child Day: Lin Zhou Changes a Tire with One Hand, Amazing the Entire
"Unique taste?"
Lin Zhou glanced down at the silly cartoon Superman pattern on his chest, then looked at Lu Ming's white haute couture suit that looked like he was going to walk the Oscars red carpet, and a cold smile, as if looking at an idiot, appeared on his lips.
"Top star Lu, this is called matching family outfits? Don't you even know what a family atmosphere is?"
Before he could say anything more, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd ahead.
What started as a traffic jam has now become a complete standstill.
A yellow school bus was parked diagonally in the middle of the road, its massive body blocking the main thoroughfare. The driver was sweating profusely, pacing around the bus anxiously, while the teachers and several parents nearby also looked worried.
"What's wrong? Why isn't it moving?"
Su Qingge carried Nuonuo out of the car, her brows slightly furrowed.
"I'll go take a look."
Lin Zhou pushed through the crowd and walked over.
It turned out that the school bus's left rear tire had blown out. To make matters worse, because of the loss of control at the moment of the blowout, the front of the bus was stuck against a stone pillar on the side of the road, and it was in an extremely awkward position, impossible to push.
"What are we going to do! The event starts in twenty minutes!"
"The towing company said it would take at least forty minutes to arrive. Isn't that a huge delay?"
The surrounding parents were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
At this moment, Lu Ming, who had been holding up his phone to livestream, felt that his chance to shine had come.
He straightened his tie, walked gracefully to the center of the crowd, and struck a pose of concern for the country and its people for the camera:
"Everyone, don't rush, don't rush! We must maintain order!"
"Driver, please call the towing company again right away and urge them to hurry up! If that doesn't work, call a few security guards to come and move the car to the side!"
He gave enthusiastic instructions, but his body betrayed him by standing two meters away, as if afraid that the flying dust would dirty his limited-edition lambskin shoes.
Security guards arrived, and several enthusiastic parents boarded the bus, but it was too heavy and broken down, so it couldn't move an inch.
"Hey, push harder! Haven't you guys eaten?"
Lu Ming stood to the side, holding his phone, gesturing wildly while livestreaming, "Push it to the left! Yes! That's it!"
That arrogant, nonchalant attitude made Lin Zhou's teeth itch.
He glanced down at his watch.
Fifteen minutes left.
If we wait for the tow truck, the daylily will be too cold. Nuonuo has been preparing for this parent-child day for a long time, so we absolutely cannot be late.
"Make way, everyone make way."
Lin Zhou pushed aside Lu Ming, who was still giving nonsensical directions, and walked straight to the school bus.
"Lin Zhou? What are you doing?" Lu Ming stumbled from the shove, looking annoyed. "Don't make things worse, okay? Can't you see everyone's busy?"
Lin Zhou didn't even glance at him.
He crouched down and inspected the flat tire and the spare tire box.
Thankfully, the spare tire was fully inflated, and the jack was also there.
[Ding! Host detected facing traffic difficulties!]
[Skill Triggered: God-level Repair (Master Level)! Whether it's an aircraft carrier or a children's tricycle, as long as it has wheels, there's nothing you can't fix!]
A vast amount of mechanical repair knowledge instantly flooded into Lin Zhou's mind, and his eyes changed.
That's the calm and composure of a professional when they see a malfunction.
"Those who don't want to be late, stand back five meters."
Lin Zhou stood up, his voice not loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.
Without saying a word, he rolled up the sleeve of the T-shirt that read "Super Dad," revealing his well-defined forearm muscles.
He turned around, walked to his Cullinan, and took a cross wrench from the trunk.
"You need to change a tire?"
The driver hesitated for a moment, then quickly tried to dissuade him, "Parent, this is a school bus, the tires are very heavy, and there's a jack..."
"No time for nonsense."
Lin Zhou lifted the heavy jack with one hand, his movements as practiced as a car mechanic with thirty years of experience.
"Click, click."
The jack quickly lifted the car body.
Next up was Lin Zhou's personal showcase.
He held the wrench, aiming it at the rusty nuts.
"Squeak—creak!"
He didn't even need to use his feet; relying solely on the strength of his arms, those tightly locked nuts were as easy as plastic in his hands, loosening them in just a few moments.
Lu Ming's live stream camera was originally intended to capture Lin Zhou making a fool of himself, but now it was involuntarily drawn to him.
In the video, the man looks focused, his bangs damp with sweat.
As he exerted force, the muscles in his arms bulged, and the veins stood out like swimming dragons, exuding an explosive sense of power.
Especially that somewhat comical "Super Dad" T-shirt, which was now tightly stretched across his chest and latissimus dorsi muscles, not at all ridiculous, but instead exuded a strong, primal surge of male hormones.
"rise!"
The most shocking scene then unfolded.
After removing the flat tire, Lin Zhou did not go through the trouble of moving the spare tire like an ordinary person would.
He gripped the full-size spare tire, which weighed several dozen kilograms, with one hand, tightened his core muscles, and exerted force with his arm.
"call--"
The heavy tire traced a black arc in the air, and he lifted it up with ease with just one hand!
Align the hole, push it in, and screw it in.
All in one go!
The surrounding air seemed to freeze.
The parents who had been anxiously waiting were now all gaping in astonishment, especially the young mothers and female teachers, who stared intently at Lin Zhou's arm with its bulging veins, forgetting even to breathe.
That's... way too intense!
"Squeak—squeak—"
After a few final reinforcements, Lin Zhou dusted off his hands and removed the jack.
"Alright, let's go."
He straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and glanced at the stunned driver: "What are you standing there for? Drive!"
The whole process took less than five minutes.
"Holy crap..."
Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise.
Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause erupted.
In Lu Ming's live stream, the chat had completely gone crazy, obscuring his meticulously maintained face.
"Holy crap! Lin Zhou is so manly!"
Changing a school bus tire with one hand?! What kind of superhuman arm is that?!
"Those arm lines I just saw... wow! That's a real man!"
"Lu Ming stood by and gave orders for ages, but it was all for nothing. Lin Zhou just stepped up and got straight to the point. The difference in skill was immediately obvious!"
"Why does that 'Super Dad' outfit suddenly look so cool? I want to buy one for my husband too!"
Lin Zhou ignored the gasps of amazement around him.
He rolled down his sleeves, picked up the wrench, and walked back to Su Qingge's side, his lazy smile returning to his face.
"All done. Honey, did you make things alright?"
Su Qingge looked at him.
The man had some black grease on his face and his T-shirt was a little dirty, but he stood there like a hero who had just returned from a triumph.
The overwhelming sense of security made Su Qingge's heart skip a beat.
She was about to take out a tissue to wipe his sweat when she realized that the atmosphere around them was a little strange.
All around, the elegantly dressed mothers, and even a few young kindergarten teachers, were eyeing Lin Zhou with hearts in their eyes, like a group of demons eyeing the flesh of Tang Sanzang, eagerly gathering around him.
"Nuonuo's dad! You're amazing!"
"Um...can I add you on WeChat? Maybe I can ask you for help if my car breaks down in the future?"
"Mr. Lin, have some water! You're covered in sweat!"
Bottles of unopened mineral water and sheets of fragrant wet wipes were eagerly handed to Lin Zhou.
Su Qingge's hand holding the tissue froze in mid-air.
An unprecedented sense of crisis instantly triggered a level 10 alarm.