So cute, can't help it

Back at the driving school, the students who made an appointment to practice in the afternoon were already waiting in line outside the training ground to use their cars.

Jia Di looked from a distance: "Coach Chen, your students are here too."

"I see. I have already handed over the car keys to them. When you want to use the car, you only need to tell me. I will not interfere with their car training." Coach Chen asked He Qing: "What will the children learn in the afternoon?"

He Qing said lightly: "Reverse the car and put it in the garage."

"It turned out to be the most difficult part of subject two." Jia Di gave a "tsk", as if recalling some unpleasant memories, his face was full of disgust.

Coach Chen laughed shamelessly: "Do you remember when you were learning how to drive, and you were scolded by the principal for a few days and dared not go home?"

Judi wanted to hit someone.

Jia Diyi first learned how to drive from his uncle, and his uncle was always nice to him, but when he arrived at the training ground, he changed completely. , and did not dare to ask for a change of coach like other students.

Jia Diyi almost had a psychological shadow on his uncle.

Not to be outdone, Jia Di refuted Coach Chen's ridicule: "It's not that I am the negative teaching material. Didn't Song Qiulai break my record? The trees on the training ground were all knocked down by him. My uncle was so angry that he changed it to Lay the lawn."

Jia Diyi and Coach Chen looked at He Qing at the same time, but He Qing remained silent.

Coach Chen said: "Kids, don't be like Song Qiulai, be careful of your Coach He chasing you all over the training ground."

Fang Shu thought that he was better than Song Qiulai: "No."

Jia Diyi gave him an appreciative look: "It's best for children to carry Fengyoujing with them."

Fang Shu: "Why?"

Jia Diyi looked like someone who came here: "There are many details in reversing and storage, and it takes a long time to learn. Fengyoujing is no better than motion sickness medicine. The effect time is very short, and you need to drip two drops every once in a while."

More drops?

Fang Shu almost bit the straw into pieces.

Fang Shu released the straw in time, pursed his lips, and asked uncomfortably, "Can I stop dripping?"

After dripping the wind oil essence, it was really cool, and his head was cleared up a lot, but thinking that he had to drip it in front of He Qing, Fang Shu felt his belly button getting hot.

Jia Diyi: "Unless you want motion sickness during practice."

Fang Shu: "..."

Jia Di paused: "Oh, you can still take motion sickness medicine."

"He doesn't take motion sickness medicine." He Qing cut in with a deep voice.

The last time I didn't watch it for a while, Jia Di took Fang Shu to drink and almost had an accident. He Qing didn't plan to let Fang Shu continue to take motion sickness medicine while practicing.

Take this opportunity to exercise Fang Shu to overcome the obstacle of motion sickness.

Jia Di spread his hands: "That can't be helped."

Fang Shu sullenly thought, isn't it just dripping balm? It's not like he hasn't done it in front of people, even if it's Coach He...

He Qing asked: "Do you want to take a rest or learn to drive directly?"

Fang Shu thought for a while: "Learn directly."

He Qing: "Then follow me to the office."

Fang Shu raised his head, and saw He Qing lowering his eyelids and scanning his abdomen: "Two drops before getting in the car."

Fang Shu lowered his head and bit the straw, and the tips of his ears turned red again.

……

The staff on duty in the front hall changed a round, Fang Shu followed He Qing into the office with the half-drunk milk tea in his arms, and the note with Jiang Ning's phone number was still placed on the corner of the coffee table.

Fang Shu glanced over several times, and couldn't help asking, "Don't you want to take a look?"

He Qing threw the note into the trash can: "I won't add irrelevant people. If he still asks you to hand over the phone in the future, don't bother."

Fang Shu agreed, just as he didn't intend to be any intermediate microphone.

Next to the note is Fengyoujing, He Qing picked up Fengyoujing: "You..."

Fang Shu took the words very quickly: "I will do it myself."

He Qing was stunned for a moment, chuckled, and passed the essential oil over: "I want to say that you keep the essential oil, I don't need it."

Fang Shu: "..."

If there is a hole in the ground, Fang Shu must get in and not get out.

Fang Shuhong grabbed Fengyoujing with the tips of his ears and was about to lift his clothes, but when his fingers touched the hem of the clothes, he raised his head to look at He Qing again.

He Qing was puzzled: "What?"

Fang Shu licked his lips, and looked away unnaturally: "Can you...forget it."

Fang Shu grabbed the balm and turned his back, lowered his head, grabbed the hem of his clothes with one hand, and spread two drops of balm on his navel with the other hand.

Fang Shu was facing the direction of the window, against the sun, his thin shoulders were slightly arched, and along the back of the neckline, his fair skin was almost transparent under the light.

He Qing came to his senses after a while, and turned his eyes away calmly.

"Okay." After a few seconds, Fang Shu said.

He Qing turned his eyes, Fang Shu had already turned around, his clothes were wrinkled in several places, and the tips of his ears were still a little red.

He Qing said "hmm", "I'll take you to the training ground."

……

Fang Shu followed He Qing into the training ground with a bottle of wind oil in his pocket, as if he was carrying some hot potato, which made his palms stiff.

He Qing took Fang Shu to another section of the road. At the entrance, there was a blue iron signboard with the four characters "Reverse into the warehouse" written on it with white paint.

The road section is divided into multiple sites whose overall shape is like a "T" with a thick top and a thin bottom. In order to separate the sites, lawns are paved around the "T", which are green and eye-catching.

A striking solid line is drawn with yellow paint along the "T", and a yellow dotted line is drawn at the junction between "一" and "丨".

Obviously, this is the place where the car is reversed into the garage for training. Two or three fields away, you can still see other Jianan coaches leading the students to practice driving.

He Qing drove the car into the "T" site, parked at the yellow line at the starting point on the right side of the "T", with the front of the car facing outwards: "The next few days will be for practicing reversing and putting the car into the garage. Next time you come to practice driving, come here directly. "

Fang Shu nodded, took his hand out of his pocket, and curled his numb fingers.

He Qing didn't do a demonstration like the previous few times, he first introduced to Fang Shu the general trajectory of the reverse storage: "The reverse storage is divided into the right storage and the left storage, and you have to enter twice during the second exam. Library."

Fang Shu drew the trajectory map of the two storages in his mind, and found that it was quite simple and easy to understand.

Next is the actual operation.

He Qing demonstrated while explaining: "Put the car in reverse gear, release the parking brake lever, reverse the car at idling speed after starting, and observe the garage through the right rear window."

He Qing lowered his eyes slightly, and seeing Fang Shu listening carefully, he continued, "When you see that the black edge of the right rear window is aligned with the thread on the right side of the garage, turn the steering wheel to the right at a constant speed and beat the steering wheel to death."

Fang Shu was stunned for a moment: "Kill him? How?"

When teaching the car, in order for the students to understand, the coach used mostly colloquial words. He Qing thought for half a second before remembering the written language: "Just turn the steering wheel to the limit position."

Fang Shu seemed to understand but nodded.

"After the car enters the garage, look back at the left rearview mirror. When you see the entire left sideline of the garage appear, immediately return to the steering wheel. Park when the left door handle is at the same level as the bottom line of the garage."

……

He Qing turned his head to the side: "Do you understand?"

Fang Shu hesitated again and nodded slowly.

He Qing raised his eyebrows: "Do you really understand?"

Fang Shu could no longer nod his head.

It's only when he understands that it's a ghost. It's one thing to draw a picture in his mind, but it's another thing to add details to the picture according to the language description.

He Qing smiled sullenly.

Fang Shu looked away in embarrassment.

He Qing stopped laughing: "I'll demonstrate it again."

He Qing asked Fang Shu to get off the car, stood by the side to watch the car's moving track, and matched the number with the detailed map in his mind.

After the demonstration, He Qing said: "Substitute, try pouring it over again."

"Me?" Fang Shu looked hesitant.

He Qing got off the driver's seat: "I'll guide you outside."

The whole process of reversing into the garage is in the first gear, and there will be no accidents at low speeds. He Qing doesn't have to sit in the passenger seat to help step on the secondary brake in case of emergency.

He Qing and Fang Shu exchanged places, and Fang Shu sat in the driver's seat.

A concrete platform of about ten centimeters was built on the edge of the lawn. Standing on the concrete platform in front of the starting point on the right, He Qing could clearly see the operation of Fang Shu and tried not to occupy any driveway.

Fang Shu had only practiced backing in the morning, and he felt that the problem of backing up was not a big deal.

At the beginning, Fang Shu did not have any problems, until the right front corner of the parking space was reversed, and when it was time to adjust the black edge of the right rear window to align with the line on the right side of the garage, the steering wheel did not reach the limit.

So, He Qing, who was standing on the concrete platform, watched helplessly as the car tilted straight down, most of the car wobbled across and fell into the lawn, and the front of the car stuck upside down on the concrete platform.

He Qing: "..."

Fang Shu's shoulders were strangled by the seat belt, his hands were holding the steering wheel, his head fell on his arms, and he didn't dare to speak.

Through the car window, He Qing looked at Fang Shu, who was left with only a furry black head on top of his head, without any ups and downs: "What are you doing?"

"Reverse, reverse the car." Fang Shu's eyes drifted wildly, and he responded in a low voice without confidence.

He Qing laughed angrily: "That's what I taught you just now?"

Fang Shu didn't dare to say yes, he suddenly felt that it seemed...he was not much better than Song Qiulai.

He Qing wanted to smoke a little, so he reached for the cigarette case in his pocket, looked at the little boy in front of him, and pulled his hand out after two or three seconds.

He Qing said: "Get out of the car."

Fang Shu obediently unbuckled his seat belt, got off the driver's seat, and stood aside silently.

He Qing got the car off the lawn, drove back to the starting point, got out of the car and sat in the passenger seat: "Come here, try again, this time I'll be watching you from the side."

Fang Shu walked over and sat upright with his back straight.

There is momentum.

He Qing could no longer express the reprimand, he put on his seat belt and prepared to see what Fang Shu would do this time.

Waiting left and right, Fang Shu remained motionless.

He Qing said: "It's time to start."

Fang Shu pointed to the left rearview mirror: "There is someone blocking it outside."

He Qing looked over, it was the coach of the driving school, answering the phone with his back to them.

He Qing said: "You remind him to make way."

"Oh." Fang Shu stretched out his head: "Brother! I want to practice driving, can you give way?"

He Qing: "...?"

He Qing wanted to smoke again: "When you buy a car in the future, ask the 4S store if you don't want the horn, can you give me a little less money?"

Fang Shu was inexplicable: "Can I buy a car without a horn?"

He Qing: "Didn't you just yell 'Give way' at the top of your voice?"

Fang Shu: "..."