After being dressed as cannon fodder, I just want a divorce

It's been the third year, and if you don't pass the driver's license test, the registration fee will be regarded as a donation. Zhou Zhou was also a contestant who passed his driver's license in his last life. How could he tolerate such a situation.

At the entrance, Fu Hengzhi changed his shoes and took the car keys. After thinking about it, he was still not at ease. He turned around and told the other party uncertainly, "Is there really no problem?"

"You have to trust me." Zhou Zhou stood right behind him, because he had just helped tidy up his tie at Fu Hengzhi's request.

Seeing the other party's smiling face, Fu Hengzhi's hanging heart became more erratic, and he got up and rubbed the other party's head.

Zhou Zhou felt quite comfortable being touched on the head like this. Fu Hengzhi's hand was a circle bigger than his, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

While Zhou Zhou was enjoying himself, Fu Hengzhi asked tentatively, "Do I have to go?"

To be reasonable, if you haven't passed the driver's license test in three years, even if you pass the test, with the attitude of being responsible to yourself and others, Fu Hengzhi can rest assured that the possibility of the other party going on the road is zero.

Zhou Zhou's face collapsed when he heard the words. He was very upset about being looked down upon. Maybe the original owner was a waste in some respects, but it wasn't him.

This expression directly expressed his attitude on his face, and Fu Hengzhi didn't dare to say anything more, after all, a qualified husband should not at least not make his wife angry twice in one day.

People were just calmed down at the dinner table.

"Okay." Fu Hengzhi had to bite the bullet and agree, and opened the drawer of the cabinet in the entrance by the way, where there were car keys with different symbols.

They are all luxury cars!Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up.

"It's all yours then."

Talking like a domineering boss, which man is not interested in cars?Zhou Zhou's eyes almost got into the pile of car keys.

In the next second, it was blocked by the cold drawer wood, and there was a lock that closed together with the drawer.

Zhou Zhou: "..."

Gentleman, you also defend?

Fu Hengzhi put the key on the key ring of the car he was going to drive today, and smiled helplessly at Zhou Zhou's resentful eyes.

"Hey, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait." Then he squeezed Zhou Zhou's cheeks, and sighed that the baby fat feels really good, "Your safety comes first, when you show me your driver's license, this is you of."

As he spoke, he shook the key in his hand.

Zhou Zhou smiled slightly, "Hehe."

After the meal was cleaned up, Zhou Zhou and Fu Wen were sent by the driver to the VIP examination room of the driving school.

Zhou Zhou enjoys VIP treatment for the first time in two lifetimes. The coach teaches one-on-one, with no time limit. As long as the money is in place, the coach will not be tired if the car is tired.

"Here it is."

I don't know if it's Zhou Zhou's illusion. I always feel that the coach has a sense of life and death when he sees him. This feeling is even worse when he sees Fu Wen behind him.

"Let's practice when you come." Coach Zhang took out a small white box from his pocket, poured out two white pills, and swallowed it with the wolfberry water in his thermos.

Inexplicably, there is a kind of tragic heroic sacrifice.

Zhou Zhou didn't speak, and Fu Wen poked him lightly with her finger behind him.

"Sister-in-law, why do I feel that Coach Zhang is in a heavy mood? We won't be in danger when he drives, right?" Fu Wen whispered: "He's %2F%2F already %2F%2F on drugs."

"That's motion sickness medicine." Zhou Zhou pursed his lips, as if he had picked up some memories about this in the original master's mind.

Memories include, but are not limited to, brake every five seconds, even if the coach with decades of age wears a seat belt the whole time, he still inevitably vomits.

The two came in one after the other. Coach Zhang thought they met by chance, but after seeing the communication between the two, he confirmed that they knew each other.

"One person up first, which one of you will come first?" Coach Zhang asked in a fluttering tone with a look in his eyes.

Fu Wen: "Why can only one person go, can't I sit in the back?"

"Yes, but not good." Coach Zhang asked blankly, "What's the relationship between you two?"

"What's wrong?" Fu Wen didn't say that Zhou Zhou was her sister-in-law, for fear of unnecessary trouble, "This is my brother."

"It's not good for the sibling relationship." Coach Zhang handed Zhou Zhou the test car keys, and said to Fu Wen, "You two share the same car. I'm afraid that the sibling relationship will be severed after you go back."

Fu Wen was not convinced, "Coach, why are you..."

"Xiaowen." Zhou Zhou interrupted Fu Wen with a smile, and promised, "I'll be down soon."

Coach Zhang on the side sighed when he heard the words. After getting on the bus, the coach reminded as usual, "Don't touch the mirror after adjustment, close the door and fasten your seat belt, don't step on the accelerator, the saplings in the green belt of the examination room were broken by you last time." Then I replanted another batch, you should at least wait for them to grow and grow.”

Zhou Zhou smiled softly and didn't speak. Although he hadn't touched a car in a few months, the moment he touched the gear, his hand immediately felt up.

After a round of events, Coach Zhang gradually loosened his grip on the handbrake and the window armrest. When the car stopped, he looked at Zhou Zhou suspiciously, with an extremely uncertain tone.

Coach Zhang: "Are you being robbed?"

Zhou Zhou: "..." The guess is really accurate.

Coach Zhang: "Could it be that you secretly applied for other driving schools behind my back?"

Zhou Zhou: "I just practiced at home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Coach Zhang slapped him heavily on the shoulder, his face was wrinkled with a smile, his expression was as excited as if your untalented apprentice suddenly became a teacher one day.

"Great, you can finally pass the woo woo woo."

Zhou Zhou never expected Coach Zhang to cry with joy. He was about to comfort him when the other party waved his hand to signal him to leave it alone.

"I'm happy. Leave me alone and let your sister come up." After thinking for a moment, he added: "You sit in the back."

From the start of the vehicle, Fu Wen leaned forward on tiptoe and looked this way. Seeing that Zhou Zhou got down without any problem, she was more excited than the coach, and jumped happily on the spot.

"That's great, sister-in-law... Brother, I said it was right to ask you for lessons, but my brother still laughed at us, hum."

"Get in the car, don't be nervous, you can do well." Zhou Zhou just sat in the rear driver's seat, and before he could sit still, the car started suddenly and almost flew out.

Zhou Zhou's smile gradually froze, and he silently fastened the seat belt on the back seat, "..."

Fortunately, Coach Zhang was prepared and handed the pocket motion sickness medicine to the other party, along with the thermos.

"Two slices?"

The car started, and Zhou Zhou's stomach was tumbling before the first lap of the project was finished. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat.

Fu Hengzhi was having a small meeting with the managers of various departments, his brows were frowning and his tone was heavy, except for the president, no one in the conference room dared to speak loudly.

'Dingling~' When the mobile phone message sounded, it seemed extremely abrupt in the conference room with only human voices.

The managers secretly checked their pocket phones and were relieved to confirm that it wasn't theirs. They saw their president pick up the phone.

-Zhou Zhou: Some people are not suitable for learning to drive.

-Zhou Zhou: I have to find a way to persuade Xiaowen to go back.

Fu Hengzhi raised the corners of his lips when he saw the news that the two parties shared their lives, and everyone present was in a daze with shock, and their gossip hearts beat accordingly.

This smile is like the spring breeze in February.

President, is there something wrong?