So cute, can't help it

Fang Shu's corner of the eye concentrated for a moment, Jiang Ning had turned the phone upside down on the table with his backhand, and looked at them.

"Yu Wuwei."

Yu Wuwei sat up straight in the seat as if his spine had been pierced by a steel bar.

Jiang Ning turned his gaze to the position next to Yu Wuwei: "Wang Nan."

Wang Nan looked up from his notes.

Jiang Ning raised his chin and said, "Did you two learn to drive under Coach Xu?"

Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan nodded.

However, they have never posted a photo in the group, how could Jiang Ning know them?

"Coach Xu showed me your information." Seeing what Yu Wuwei was thinking, Jiang Ning said, "Coach Xu asked me to ask you, have you completed the first semester of the subject? If you have finished, please make an appointment for the first exam as soon as possible. You two are the only ones in the group who haven't made an appointment yet."

Is it a bit too much to just show their information to other people?

Yu Wuwei frowned: "It's finished."

Wang Nan said, "I've finished brushing too."

"Make an appointment to take the exam and let me know in the group, so I can register." Jiang Ning explained lightly, then turned back and continued to swipe the phone, the expression on his face changed from anticipation to disappointment visibly.

"Grass--"

Yu Wuwei lay on the table as if his body was boneless, and said in a low voice, "I thought he heard what we said."

Yu Wuwei bent his elbow and bumped Fang Shu lightly: "Xiaoshu, have you made an appointment for the exam?"

Fang Shu bit the milk straw and shook his head.

After one class, the milk was no longer hot, it was warm and cool, and the aroma of milk was on the lips and teeth while drinking it.

Yu Wuwei: "Together after class?"

Fang Shu has no objection.

……

After the whole class, I took two professional classes.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the three of them went to the Sichuan restaurant near NTU that they usually go to.

The restaurant opened on the side of the pedestrian street, and there were so many people at noon, they were squeezed to a position near the door, with sidewalks and streets behind them.

The Sichuan restaurant is run by a husband and wife, the boss is in charge of cooking, and the proprietress is in charge of ordering the dishes.

The proprietress recognized Fang Shu and the other two, she held the menu and asked, "Still as usual?"

Yu Wuwei said, "As usual."

The proprietress wrote a few strokes on the menu, and then looked at Fang Shu with a smile: "Is it better to put less pepper in the small book?"

Fang Shu nodded.

Taking advantage of the time when the boss was cooking, Yu Wuwei took out his mobile phone and moved towards Fang Shu with Wang Nan on a stool.

Fang Shu: "?"

Yu Wuwei stared at his hand, as if he was afraid of missing any step of his operation: "Make an appointment for the subject one exam. You make an appointment for yours, and we will follow suit."

Fang Shu looked at Wang Nan who was also staring at him: "..."

Seeing his fingers not moving for a long time, Yu Wuwei urged him, "Hurry up. Finish your work early and eat early."

Fang Shu: "..."

He doesn't even know how to do it, so how fast?

Yu Wuwei's sluggish nerves slowly reacted: "You don't know how to do it, do you?!"

Fang Shu: "..."

Yu Wuwei asked, "Hasn't Coach He taught you?"

Fang Shu licked his lips: "I didn't ask."

Yu Wuwei: "..."

Wang Nan: "..."

He Qing walked by the sidewalk outside the Sichuan restaurant, and saw three dark heads together, the boy on the left "leaked", his eyes widened, and he almost jumped up on the spot: "Didn't you ask?? ?”

Even if he and Wang Nan asked, Xu Daofu would not tell them.Fang Shu has a unique resource bank there, so he doesn't ask? ? ?

Immediately afterwards, a familiar soft voice sounded: "I forgot."

He Qing stopped.

Song Qiulai who was traveling with him asked strangely: "What's the matter?"

The restaurant to go to is ahead, and it hasn't arrived yet, why did He Qing stop?

Song Qiulai followed He Qing's line of sight and looked into the Sichuan restaurant.

On the seats next to the door of the Sichuan restaurant, three boys squeezed into the outermost seats, with three mobile phones in front of them.

The little boy in the middle picked up one of them, tapped the screen a few times, and said hesitantly, "How about...I'll ask Coach He now?"

It can only be this way.

Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan moved the stools and sat back at their original positions. Fang Shu buried his head in typing, and just as he was about to send it out, a black shadow shrouded behind him.

He Qing's deep voice rang above his head: "What do you want to ask me?"

Yu Wuwei: "!!!"

Wang Nan: "!!!"

Yu Wuwei pointed at the back of Fang Shu, his fingers trembling, as if he saw something unclean in broad daylight.

Fang Shu was inexplicable: "Did you see a ghost?"

"No." Yu Wuwei stammered: "Hehehehe..."

Fang Shu: "Coach He?"

Fang Shu tilted his head back suspiciously, He Qing stood behind him at some point, his tall and stalwart body bent slightly, his gaze fell from top to bottom, and fell on the screen of his mobile phone.

Fang Shu shuddered, and reflexively pressed the phone to his chest to cover it.

Song Qiulai finally came to his senses: "Let me tell you, Brother He couldn't walk when he was halfway there. It turned out that he saw someone he knew."

"Do you still recognize me? My name is Song Qiulai. Last time you and Xu Daofu ate at a restaurant, Brother He and I sat at the table next to yours."

Fang Shu looked away from He Qing, and looked at Song Qiulai who was standing behind He Qing.

Song Qiulai's appearance is fairly decent, half a head shorter than He Qing, and he wears a suit and leather shoes on a hot day, so he looks like a white-collar worker sitting in an office.

The road killer that Coach Wu was talking about turned out to be him.

Song Qiulai noticed Fang Shu's strange eyes, and asked He Qing, "Why are you looking at me like this, kid?"

He Qing: "You look like a strange uncle."

Song Qiulai: "?"

2 minute later.

He Qing and Song Qiulai were invited by Yu Wuwei to sit at the same table.

Sitting next to Fang Shu, He Qing looked at the three curious faces in front of him: "You want to ask me how to make an appointment for the subject one exam?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Yu Wuwei nodded his head, he was still a little cowardly against He Qing, and his words were a little restrained: "We have finished studying, and we won't make the next step."

He Qing was silent for a moment, before he could speak, Song Qiu came forward and said, "Please teach me about this matter. I have passed the test twice in one subject, and I am familiar with it. My traffic control 12123 App is still hanging on my mobile phone."

Song Qiulai called the three children to gather around: "Come, come, let me teach you."

Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan were a little moved, and asked Fang Shu's opinion with their eyes.

Fang Shu unconsciously went to look at He Qing.

Song Qiulai waved his hand: "Don't look at Brother He, Brother He is in charge of subject two and subject three, not subject one. When Brother He took his driver's license test, there was no rule that he had to clock in and study hours. When it comes to playing apps, I have to compare them." good at."

Oh.

Fang Shu grabbed the stool legs, ready to move to Song Qiulai's side like Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan.

He Qing suddenly said: "Can you lend me your mobile phone?"

Fang Shu was stunned: "Mine?"

Fang Shu let go of the stool, and obediently handed over the phone.

He Qing didn't answer, but pulled the stool closer to Fang Shu, and stopped when his chest was about a punch away from Fang Shu's shoulder.

"Let me tell, you do it."

Song Qiulai: "?"

Song Qiulai yelled: "Brother He, you are biased! I am also a student of yours. When I was learning how to drive with you, you never taught me like this. I asked you about subject one, and you just asked me to look it up online."

He Qing glanced at him: "How old are you, how old is he."

Shouldn't children be eccentric?

Song Qiulai, who has been married and had children for ten years: "..."

Seeing Song Qiulai being silenced, Fang Shu asked doubtfully, "Can I check it online?"

He Qing said lightly: "Yes."

Fang Shu moved his body: "Then I too..."

He Qing: "The coach doesn't ask in front of you, why don't you check it on the Internet?"

Fang Shu: "..."

Fang Shu didn't dare to move.

The size of the Sichuan restaurant is not very large. In order to allow diners to pass through the aisle, the tables on both sides are placed close to the wall.

He Qing's figure was far from being comparable to that of Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan. As soon as he sat down, the originally not-so-spacious space at the door instantly became cramped. Fang Shu's breath was filled with the faint smell of laundry soap on He Qing's body.

Fang Shu curled his fingers, and tilted his head without showing any signs.

He Qing said: "Open the Traffic Management 12123 App."

Fang Shu: "OK."

The off-screen time set by Fang Shu is 15 seconds. After the off-screen time, the phone screen goes dark.

Fang Shu's fingerprint was unlocked, and the moment the screen turned on again, the chat page that hadn't been cut out came straight into his and He Qing's eyes.

He Qing: "..."

Fang Shu: "..."

Fang Shu stared at his finger that was still at the unlocking position of the screen fingerprint, thinking, or break it off.

Otherwise, uninstall WeChat.

"Open the traffic control 12123 App." After two or three seconds, He Qing's voice sounded again. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fang Shu heard a faint smile from inside.

With a stiff neck, Fang Shu cut out WeChat, clicked on the traffic control 12123 App, the tips of his ears were flushed, and he hardly dared to look at He Qing's face so close.

He Qing didn't seem to notice Fang Shu's uneasiness, and continued, "Click more to find the driver's license business."

Fang Shu trembling eyelashes: "Oh."

……

Not long after Song Qiulai got his driver's license, he hadn't forgotten many things. He raised his head after demonstrating it to Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan, and He Qing was still teaching Fang Shu.

In the corner of the Sichuan restaurant, a handsome young boy sat beside the tall He Qing, He Qing's spouting chest muscles were almost touching the young boy's shoulders.

He Qing taught step by step, very carefully.

At the end of the lesson, the embarrassment in Fang Shu's heart gradually dissipated, and his tense body also relaxed.

"Does this count as a successful appointment?" Fang Shu excitedly tilted his head to look at He Qing, the redness at the tips of his ears still persisted.

He Qing lowered his eyes and paused at the tips of his ears: "After making an online reservation, it will be displayed within 24 hours whether the reservation is successful or not. If it is not successful, make another reservation until the reservation is successful."

Yu Wuwei asked curiously: "Is the exam immediately after the appointment is made?"

"It's not that fast, you have to see the notice from the vehicle management office." He Qing sat back to his original seat: "Generally, the vehicle management office will send text messages to students two days in advance."

He Qing thought of something, and the other party wrote: "After receiving the text message from the vehicle management office, tell me, I will take you there on the day of the exam."