So cute, can't help it

The combined class lasts for two hours.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yu Wuwei seemed to have walked a [-]-mile long march, and his whole body collapsed to the point of peeling off his skin.

Fang Shu lightly kicked his foot: "Don't pretend to be dead, can you go?"

Yu Wuwei lay on the desk like a dead pig: "You let me slowly... Hey, why did you take off your mask?"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Fang's writing, and he turned his face away slightly: "The cold is gone."

Yu Wuwei: "..."

Is it better to catch a cold in the last class? ? ?

Yu Wuwei was deeply aware that someone was rubbing his IQ on the ground, and put on Fang Shu's shoulder, wanting to see what Fang Shu was up to, his eyes paused inadvertently.

"Xiaoshu, tell me the truth, you don't have a cold, but you went to the mountain to feed the mosquitoes early in the morning?"

Fang Shu: "?"

Yu Wuwei pointed from his ears to his neck, and said, "It's all red envelopes from mosquito bites."

Fang Shu: "..."

Fang Shu quickly covered his neck, gritted his teeth with a sullen face, and said, "I, say, yes, catch a cold, just, yes, catch a cold."

Yu Wuwei: "..."

OK, it's a cold.

Wang Nan put away the textbook and stuffed it into Yu Wuwei's hands: "Help me take it back to the dormitory. There are activities in the club, and I have to participate."

Yu Wuwei thought of something: "Then what kind of senior sister Sun is here?"

Wang Nan rubbed her nose, showing a bit of embarrassment, and left the classroom in a hurry, saying "Let's talk later".

Fang Shu asked, "What's going on?"

Yu Wuwei curled his lips: "What else can happen? After Xu Daofu was dismissed from Jianan Driving School, he didn't know what he said to Sun Yanru. Every time Wang Nan bumped into Sun Yanru in the club, Sun Yanru didn't give him a good look."

Fang Shu frowned: "It's not your fault."

On the contrary, Wang Nan and Yu Wuwei can be said to have given enough face to Sun Yanru, who is a senior sister, and did not expose it when they were cheated by Xu Daofu.When he was ridiculed by Xu Daofu and ignored him, he didn't gossip or vent his anger on Sun Yanru.Sun Yanru blamed them instead?

"But Sun Yanru doesn't think so." Yu Wuwei spread his hands: "Forget it, anyway, the driving school has arranged new coaches for me and Wang Nan, and Nanjing University is so big, we can't meet once in a few days, so it's embarrassing. We are boys. You can't care about girls, what's that like?"

Fang Shu paused: "How is the new coach?"

"It's okay. The new coach has very strict requirements. If he is late for practice, he will lose his temper. Don't get me wrong, one temper is not the other. The new coach seldom swears. On the contrary, the students under the opponent are very good. Every time, I will pick up the students one by one to the training ground by car, send them back one by one after the training, correct the mistakes of the students in time, and seriously answer the questions of each student."

This is the treatment that I never dared to imagine when I was learning to drive under Xu Daofu.

Yu Wuwei smiled with the corners of his mouth open: "I'm quite satisfied with the new coach. Strict teachers lead to high-quality students, and the coach is stricter for our own good. On Saturday, the coach is going to take us to the exam section to simulate exercises. Xiaoshu, you will also study subjects next. Three, is the time for learning to drive set? Do you want to come and observe?"

"No." Fang Shu refused without hesitation: "I want to follow Coach He."

"..."

Yu Wuwei muttered: "Coach He looks fierce, what's the matter?"

……

Saturday.

Fang Shu poked his head out from under the quilt sleepily, Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan finished washing early, looking ready to go out.

Fang Shu swiped his phone and glanced at the time displayed on the top of the screen: "It's not even seven o'clock, why don't you get more sleep?"

Yu Wuwei yelled a piece of bread in his mouth, and his voice was vague: "I'm going to practice driving."

Fang Shu was stunned for a moment: "So early?"

Wang Nan was also eating bread: "The time set by the coach, there is no way."

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone interrupted Wang Nan. After reading the news, Wang Nan urged Yu Wuwei, "Hurry up, the coach is at the school gate."

Yu Wuwei swallowed the last bite of bread, and followed Wang Nan out of the dormitory.

Fang Shu was the only one left in the huge dormitory, and Fang Shu couldn't sleep anymore, so he dressed up and went to the school gate.

It was too early, and He Qing's car hadn't arrived yet, so Fang Shu put on headphones and listened to CET-[-] English listening comprehension.

Twenty minutes later, a car horn sounded beside him.

Fang Shu raised his head, He Qing lowered the window of the passenger seat and looked over at him, the beard on his chin was clean-shaven.

Fang Shu's heart jumped unconsciously, he took off his earphones, and said naturally: "Brother He."

He Qing glanced at the reddened ears of the little boy, said "um" in a deep voice, and opened the passenger seat door.

Fang Shu got into the car obediently.

He Qing asked: "Have you dripped the essential oil?"

Fang Shu's seat belt buckle almost crooked: "Dropped."

Only then did He Qing start the car.

The third subject was to run the route outside. The road that He Qing took Fang Shu to was a regular road. The road surface was a straight section, empty and with few cars. There were evergreen landscape trees planted on both sides, and the branches and leaves were still lush in late autumn.

Subject [-] is different from subject [-]. In subject [-], the accelerator is locked and the first gear is engaged throughout the process. In subject [-], not only step on the accelerator, but also shift gears, and the details are no less than subject [-].

"Practice stepping on the gas pedal and shifting gears today first."

After He Qing finished speaking, he saw the little boy in the co-pilot tightening his seat belt, his whole face was tense.

He Qing raised his eyebrows: "Nervous?"

Of course nervous.

Previously, he practiced on the training ground. No matter how much the scene of the training ground looks like the actual road, it is not real after all. He will not have any problems if he is allowed to wander around in the training ground.

But Ke San is not, Ke San is running on real roads, with real road signs, real vehicles, and real pedestrians... If something goes wrong, it may be a traffic accident.

Fang Shu was on the road for the first time, so it's no wonder he wasn't nervous.

"...don't be nervous." Fang Shu pursed his lips, trying to keep the expression on his face unchanged.

He Qing smiled lowly: "Not nervous? Not nervous, what are you doing holding on to your seat belt?"

Following He Qing's line of sight, Fang Shu looked down at his hands, and loosened his seat belt as if being burned.

"I'm really not nervous, I'm just..." Fang Shu still wanted to die, and all the windows in the car were raised.

He Qing pressed the window control switch with one hand, stretched out the other hand to catch the back of his neck, and leaned over.

Fang Shu's body froze, and after a while, he slowly relaxed, grabbed the clothes in front of He Qing, and raised his head.

There was a car passing by on the road, and the sound of the siren was very long.

Fang Shu gasped in a daze, and slumped in the passenger seat, his lips were red and swollen.

He Qing brushed away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Are you still nervous?"

Fang Shu's heart was about to jump out of his chest, so he didn't care if it was caused by nervousness. He pulled He Qing's palm and said softly, "Don't be nervous."

"Are you really not nervous?"

"I'm really not nervous anymore." Fang Shu gently pushed He Qing.

Fang Shu briefly touched the accelerator during the second part of his subject, and He Qing thought that stepping on the accelerator should not be a big problem for Fang Shu, so he exchanged places with Fang Shu at ease.

The passenger seat hadn't warmed up yet, Fang Shu hit the gas pedal and silenced him.

He Qing's voice couldn't hear the ups and downs: "I remember, the command I gave was 'ease the throttle'."

Fang Shu: "..."

Well, it seems to be?

A pedestrian suddenly appeared on the sidewalk on the left, and Fang Shu focused all his attention on the pedestrian, for fear that he would lose control of the car and accidentally bump into him, so he didn't listen carefully to what He Qing said.

He Qing said: "Do it again."

Fang Shu immediately followed suit and started from scratch.

He Qing saw the timing and gave the command: "Boom the gas pedal."

Fang Shu raised his foot and slowly released the accelerator.

He Qing: "...?"

If He Qing still doesn't notice anything wrong, his car for so many years will be for nothing: "Where are you looking?"

Fang Shu whispered: "There is someone."

He Qing looked at the empty driveway in front of him: "Where is the person?"

Fang Shu pointed to the sidewalk: "Isn't it in front?"

"..." He Qing: "Others follow other people's ways, and you follow your own way, what does that have to do with you?"

There was an eerie silence in the car.

He Qing looked at the little boy whose eyelashes were trembling with guilt, and comforted himself in his heart, it wasn't too bad, at least he knew how to release the accelerator slowly, not all at once.

He said on his mouth: "I told you to release the accelerator, but you slammed the accelerator; I told you to release the accelerator, and you released the accelerator again... Are you sure you are not nervous anymore?"

Fang Shu didn't dare to refute, and cautiously stretched out a finger in front of He Qing's eyes: "Try again."

Amused and helpless, He Qing pinched his fair fingertips, as acquiescence.

The new sun is rising, and the shadows of the trees on both sides of the road are dancing. The sun shines on the road through the branches, which is warm and pleasant.

There was a long sound of the gas pedal on the road.

He Qing sat in the passenger seat expressionlessly, pinching the browbones: "Forget it, let's practice shifting first."

Fang Shu: "...Oh."

He seemed to have made He Qing angry again.

Fang Shu's body tensed slightly, and he couldn't help becoming more nervous. He didn't see where the target was, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed it a few times indiscriminately.

He Qing: "..."

He Qing grabbed the hand that was wobbling on his leg, and squeezed out a voice from the back of his teeth: "If you put it in gear, just put it in gear, what are you doing touching my leg?"

He Qing was wearing dark trousers. When he sat down, he stretched his muscles to fill up his trousers. Fang Shu only glanced at it before his face turned red, and he retracted his hands in a panic.

He Qing grabbed his wrist in time and placed it on the shift target: "Cover the head of the shift target with the palm down, hold the shift target tightly with five fingers, and then shift gears."

He Qing's calloused palms were hot, Fang Shu's scalp was numb as if infected, and he followed He Qing's instructions in a daze.

When the car stopped, he was still a little unresponsive.

"Try to change gears." He Qing straightened up and sat back in the passenger seat.

Fang Shu nodded silently, holding the target tightly.

Just shifted into a gear.

He Qing: "It's wrong."

Fang Shu changed gears.

He Qing: "Come again."

"..." Still wrong?

Fang Shu hung up and down a dozen times, and He Qing finally stopped.

Fang Shu opened his bright eyes and asked expectantly, "Did I get it right this time?"

He Qing lowered his eyes: "It's wrong."

Fang Shu: "..."

The phone in his pocket vibrated, He Qing glanced at the caller ID, and got out of the car to answer the call.

When he came back, the little boy in the driver's seat lowered his head and was fiddling with the target.

He Qing asked: "What are you doing?"

The little boy didn't lift his head: "I want to try to block."

He Qing glanced at his disorderly shifting technique: "Don't try, the party is in your heart."

"..."

Fang Shu retracted his hands and sat up straight.

He Qing was silent for a moment, then said: "I want to go back to the driving school, will you go back with me, or wait for me here?"

"Together." Fang Shu took the initiative to switch to the passenger seat.

There was no abnormal expression on He Qing's face, but Fang Shu always felt that he made He Qing angry again.

He wanted to master the skills taught by He Qing as soon as possible. On the way, he could see how He Qing stepped on the gas pedal and shifted gears, and took the opportunity to learn.

Fang Shu said he just learned, and he never took his eyes off He Qing all the way. When he arrived at the driving school, he got out of the car and followed He Qing like a little follower.

As soon as Jia Di stood at the entrance of the front hall, he saw a large and a small figure from a distance, waved his paw and waved: "Brother He, here."

When one big and one small approached, Jia Di handed He Qing the contract-like document in his hand.

He Qing flipped through the pages: "Don't you have a spare key for my office?"

"Yes, yes." Jia Di said righteously: "I can't just go into your office and use your private seal, can I?"

Personal belongings are personal belongings, and the shared facilities of the driving school are shared facilities, and they cannot be confused with each other. Jadi makes it very clear.

He Qing went to the office to get his personal seal and stamped it, and returned the documents to Jia Diyi.

Jia Di checked it, closed the file, and looked left and right at the little boy who hadn't said a word: "Why doesn't the kid talk, and he hasn't recovered from motion sickness?"

Feeling He Qing's gaze on him, Fang Shu curled his fingers and said dryly: "No."

"Then why don't you look very happy." Jia Di rubbed his chin: "Brother He, did you make the kids angry?"

Is it the other way around?

He Qing hurried away with a light tone: "Are you free?"

That's not it.

Every coach in the driving school needs to be stamped, and Jia Di has to contact the coaches in various places one by one.

As soon as Jia Di carried the documents, he walked away in despair.

The half-height windows of the office were half open, and the sound of the training ground came through the windows.

He Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the little boy standing aside with his head sullen: "Come here, take a rest before going to practice."

The little boy didn't move.

When He Qing couldn't help but walked over to pull him over, the little boy touched his ear and said, "I don't need to rest, I can still practice, it doesn't matter how long I practice."

After a pause, the little boy lowered his head: "As long as...you are not angry."

He Qing was stunned for a moment: "Why do you think I'm angry?"

"Isn't it?" The little boy lowered his head a little more: "I kept making mistakes when I was learning to drive... I didn't learn to step on the gas pedal or shift gears."

He Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If everyone knows how to teach, what else does the coach need to do?"

Fang Shu's expression did not loosen.

He Qing pondered for half a second: "When I was your coach, I knew how to bribe me. If I were your boyfriend, wouldn't it be okay?"

Fang Shu's heart was burned by the word "boyfriend", and he licked his lips unconsciously: "How do you want to bribe your boyfriend?"

He Qing said lightly: "Think for yourself."

Fang Shu is good-looking, and many people have confessed to him since childhood, but he has never accepted anyone.

When he was in love for the first time, he was completely dumbfounded, without any experience in coaxing boyfriends.

Fang Shu racked his brains and found out the method that Coach Wu taught him before: "Is it okay to be soft?"

"..."

"behave in a spoiled manner?"

"..."

Fang Shu paused, his ears turned red, and said softly, "Kiss...kiss?"

He Qing's eyebrows twitched, he stared at the little boy's wet red lips for a while, and smiled lightly: "You don't think that a man and a man can stop at kisses, do you?"

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Dizziness, I fell asleep after writing half of it yesterday, waiting for a long time~