So cute, can't help it

[Jianan macho coach: Why did you hit him? 】

[Not at all: Seeing that he is upset. 】

[Jianan macho coach: ...]

He Qing drove to the driving school, and Jia Di stretched his neck and stood at the entrance of the corridor looking around with a gossip.

He Qing looked over and saw that the door of the principal's office was half open. Three children stood in a row on the corridor of the office. In the middle was a slender little boy with his hands hanging by his side, his head lowered so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"what happened?"

He suddenly made a sound, and Jia Di was startled: "Brother He? When did you come?"

"Just arrived." He Qing asked lightly again: "Did he really hit Xu Daofu?"

"Of course, many people in the training ground have seen it. How can there be fakes?" Jia Di gloated and gestured a few times: "A punch hit Xu Daofu's face, and the corner of Xu Daofu's mouth was torn."

He Qing asked, "Why did you do it?"

"Xu Daofu touched the female students again when he was teaching the car." Jia Di spread his hands: "It's not that Xu Daofu has never done this kind of thing. He has a wife and children, and he often hands and feet dirty with female students. Last time He touched a female student's hands and legs, but you still caught him."

He Qing remembered this incident precisely because he interrupted Xu Daofu's "good deed" and formed a relationship with Xu Daofu. Xu Daofu didn't have a good face when he saw him.

Jia Di was amazed: "I have been in the driving school for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen a student dare to confront Xu Daofu. Xu Daofu has not come out of the principal's office for half an hour, which shows that he is very angry. With Xu Daofu's petite temperament, children's learning to drive is likely to be yellow in nine out of ten cases."

He Qing's gaze fell back to the door of the principal's office. The principal and Xu Daofu finally finished their conversation and came out of the office one after the other. Seeing this, the little boy put away his phone and straightened his back.

He Qing dialed the car keys in his hand, and as soon as he walked behind the little boy, he heard the principal say to the little boy: "...no matter what your reason for doing it is, it is wrong to hit someone, you should tell your coach first. Bow your head and apologize."

The little boy froze, as if someone had poked his spine, and his breath was short for a moment. The flexible shoulder blades supported the clothes in an arc, showing his thin shoulders.

"I refuse." Fang Shu ignored Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan who were winking wildly at him, curled up his fingers, pulled the wound on the back of his hand, and said in a neutral voice, "I'm right."

Yu Wuwei: "..."

Wang Nan: "..."

It’s over.

Sure enough, the headmaster and Xu Daofu all changed their faces.

Seeing that Xu Daofu took two steps forward with an angry face, and wanted to grab Fang Shu, He Qing put his big hand on Fang Shu's shoulder and patted it lightly: "There is a convenience store on the left side of the school gate, go and buy a pack of cigarettes for me."

Fang Shu turned to look at him: "?"

He Qing took out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet and lowered his eyelids: "Why don't you go soon?"

"I'll go." Yu Wuwei said first, "I run fast."

The matter was not resolved, and Xu Daofu was still angry. If Fang Shu left, there would be no room for discussion.

He Qing didn't even look at him: "Let him go."

Fang Shu and him looked at each other for two seconds, then reached out to take the money.

Watching Fang Shu leave, Xu Daofu scolded him with nowhere to vent his stomach, and his face was very ugly.

Even the headmaster looked at He Qing with disapproval: "If you want to buy something, you can go by yourself, and you have to explain to Coach Xu first."

He Qing took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it: "Explain?"

Principal: "Apologize, admit your mistake, pay for some medical expenses, this matter will be exposed..."

"It's still free! With his attitude, my small temple can't accommodate his big Buddha!" ​​Xu Daofu interrupted the principal's words in a strange way, turned around and went downstairs without looking back.

Passing through the corridor, he even glared fiercely at Jia Diyi, who was watching the excitement.

The headmaster looked at He Qing helplessly: "It's hard to say, Coach Xu agreed to give that kid another chance... Now it's over, it's all ruined by you messing around, I guess Coach Xu won't be that kid's coach again gone."

In this case, either return the money and leave, and let Fang Shu choose another driving school.Either reassign Fang Shu as a coach.

However, Fang Shu beat people in front of so many people in the training ground. It is estimated that it has already spread in Jianan, and there should be no coach willing to take over this hot potato in a while.

"I'm his coach."

"?"

With a cigarette between his fingers, He Qing repeated: "If he is willing to stay and continue learning how to drive, I will be his coach."

……

Fang Shu took the money and ran out of the driving school, only to find that the convenience store He Qing mentioned was farther away than he expected.

The coach of Jianan Driving School should often come to the convenience store to buy things. Fang Shu reported He Qing's name, and the convenience store owner brought him a pack of cigarettes.

When Fang Shu returned to the driving school with a cigarette in his pocket, fearing that Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan would be harmed by Chi Yu, Jia Di dragged them downstairs, leaving He Qing alone in the corridor of the principal's office.

He Qing put one hand on the fence, with a half-burned cigarette between his fingers, and swiped his phone with the other hand, thin smoke spiraled up from his fingertips.

He Qing raised his head when he heard the movement.

Fang Shu's eyes fell on the cigarette in his hand: "Have they all left?"

He Qing said "um": "After you left, they left."

Fang Shu turned his head and wanted to leave.

He Qing stretched out his hand: "Give me the cigarette."

Fang Shu stepped back and returned the cigarettes and the change to He Qing.

"There's no need to go to Xu Daofu, it's useless." He Qing dusted off the cigarette, and stopped Fang Shu before he was about to leave again: "Come to my office."

He Qing's office is on the first floor, far from the front hall, not big, and the decoration is not much different from the school teacher's office.

The window was opened facing north, the height was slightly below Fang Shu's chest, the driving school training ground could be seen from the window, and the noisy noise coming from the training ground could be vaguely heard.

"Sit on the sofa for a while." He Qing put the car keys and the cigarettes bought by Fang Shu on the desk, and went directly into the cubicle next to the office.

The desk is made of wood, on which there is only a computer, and next to the desk is a couch.

A blanket was draped over the armrest of the sofa, and in front of the sofa was a long, low coffee table. On the coffee table was a glass ashtray with a few cigarette butts lying crookedly upside down.

When Fang Shu saw the cigarette butt, he couldn't sit still for a moment. Just as he stretched out two fingers to push the ashtray away, a faint smell of tobacco filled his breath.

With a cigarette in his mouth, He Qing stood opposite the coffee table at some point, holding a small bottle of alcohol, a pack of cotton swabs, and two band-aids in his hand.

Fang Shu stood up straight as if getting an electric shock, and retracted his hands behind his back.

He Qing grabbed his wrist, glanced at the moved ashtray, and landed on the wound on the back of Fang Shu's hand: "How did it hurt?"

He Qing's palm was big, and the temperature was high, with his fingertips sticking to his skin, it was so hot that Fang Shu felt uncomfortable.

His thin white wrist trembled in He Qing's big palm: "I accidentally scratched the car window."

He Qing hit the nail on the head: "To beat Xu Daofu?"

Fang Shu stopped talking.

In fact, he didn't think about doing it at first, but when he saw Xu Daofu holding the girl's waist through the car window, touching the girl's thigh with his hand and wanting to go in, the girl was so anxious that she cried out but couldn't break free , he couldn't help but raised his fist and smashed it.

He Qing pointed to the sofa: "Sit."

Fang Shu didn't move, he looked up at He Qing: "Don't beat around the bush and do ideological work for me, if you want to hold me accountable, just do it, how should I pay for it? I won't shirk it. But I won't apologize."

"I don't want you to apologize." He Qing let go of his wrist, pinched off the cigarette holder in his hand with his index finger and thumb together, pressed it into the ashtray, and pushed the ashtray a little further: "Xu Daofu really should be taught a lesson."

"Then why..." You brought me to the office.

He Qing put alcohol and cotton swabs in front of the square writing: "Disinfect first."

Fang Shu followed He Qing's line of sight to see the back of his hand, the wound was scratched, covered with scabs and red blood, and the joints were still a little red and swollen.

Didn't you want to scold him?

He Qing waited for a few seconds. Seeing Fang Shu froze in place, he took out three cotton swabs, dipped them in alcohol, and pulled his hand over.

The cold touch on the back of his hand brought Fang Shu back to his senses. When he raised his eyes, he saw He Qing rubbing his wound with alcohol.

He Qing was taller than him, so he had to stoop slightly to wipe his wounds conveniently, but even so, he was still a bit taller than him.

Having just smoked, the tobacco smell on He Qing's clothes has not dissipated. In addition, there is a faint scent of laundry soap in the air.

Fang Shu withdrew his hand: "I'll wipe it myself."

After a pause, he added: "Thank you."

With a "hmm", He Qing straightened up and handed the cotton swab to Fang Shu.

Fang Shu was not often injured, he wiped slowly, and his posture looked awkward.

He Qing saw him throw away the cotton swab in his hand, rolled down his sleeves, and reminded him: "Wipe it again, and then put on a Band-Aid."

Fang Shu silently rolled up his sleeves again, took out two cotton swabs and dipped them in alcohol.

He Qing said: "Do you still want to continue learning how to drive in Jianan?"

Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan are still at Jianan Driving School. If conditions permit, he naturally wants to stay.

But don't think about it, the possibility of staying is very slim.

Fang Shu pursed his lips: "This question shouldn't be asked of me."

You should ask the driving school if you still want him.

Thinking of what Xu Daofu said in the principal's office, Fang Shu's voice was muffled, but he didn't regret doing it in his heart: "Don't worry, I will apply for a refund myself, and I won't mess around and cause trouble for the driving school."

"You want to go?" He Qing frowned.

Fang Shu muttered softly: "You don't want me again."

He Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Who said I don't want you anymore?"

Will the driving school still want him?

Fang Shu was stunned for a moment: "But Coach Xu..."

Xu Daofu clearly said that he was not his coach, how could he learn to drive without a coach?

"He doesn't want you, but I want you." He Qing said: "Students can apply to the driving school to reassign a coach. If you don't mind, I can be your coach."

Facing Fang Shu's surprised eyes, He Qing said again: "But let me tell you first, I have a bad temper. If you don't learn well and make you cry, I won't coax you."

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