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Jing'an District, Sagitar Driving School.

In a cool place, Song Youan handed a bottle of ice water to Cheng Muzi: "Thank you for your hard work. It's a rare break for me to ask you to come out and accompany me to learn how to drive."

"You're being polite to me?" Cheng Muzi unscrewed the lid and took a sip. The coldness instantly made his teeth gritted. He then said, "I begged you to learn it in college, but you refused. How come you suddenly figured it out? Did your uncle urge you?"

Song Youan shook her head. "No, I don't. I want to buy a car. You know how remote the villa my aunt left me is. It's okay during the day, but you can't even get a taxi at night."

Hearing this, Cheng Muzi couldn't help but snort: "That's really your character. You only learn when you absolutely have to."

Song Youan curled her lips. The main reason she didn't learn to drive was that she had never thought about buying a car. She thought that traveling in today's society should be too convenient. Just click on the phone and an online taxi will arrive downstairs in a few minutes.

Besides, she is not a car lover.

As the two were chatting, a dark-skinned young man came over with a notebook in his hand.

"Song Youan?"

"I'm."

Song Youan raised her hand. The young man looked about the same age as her, in his early twenties. He looked her up and down, and when he saw that she was wearing pants and flat shoes, he nodded.

"I'm your coach, my name is Yan Fei, come with me."

Song Youan quickly stuffed the water in her hand to Cheng Muzi: "Go sit in the shade over there for a while."

"Youan." Cheng Muzi grabbed Song Youan and whispered, "Remember to keep a distance from the instructor. Many instructors use the excuse of driving lessons to grope female students."

This kind of news appears frequently on the Internet, and Song Youan has naturally seen it.

"I know. Go check Dianping.com and find a good place nearby. I'll treat you to dinner after practice."

When he quickly caught up with the coach, the other party had already come to a car. Song Youan took a look and saw that it was a very old black car with half of the logo missing. Song Youan didn't recognize what kind of car it was.

"boarding."

Yan Fei raised his chin and motioned Song Youan to go to the passenger seat.

After I sat down and fastened my seatbelt, Yan Fei asked, "Is this a complete beginner?"

Song Youan nodded.

"You know nothing about cars?" Yan Fei asked again.

Song Youan continued to nod.

In this way, Yan Fei had an idea and began to teach from the most basic cognition.

Which is the accelerator, which is the brake, which is the wiper, which is the turn signal...

Song Youan has no problem with his memory, but it is not easy to cram everything into his head.

"Do you have any questions about this?" Yan Fei turned to look at her.

Song Youan thought for a moment and asked, "Coach, what will happen if I step on the accelerator and brake at the same time?"

Yan Fei frowned. "Step on it together? Are you going to take a screenshot of the car?"

Song Youan: “…”

However, Yan Fei patiently explained to Song Youan: "Pressing the brake and accelerator at the same time may cause the vehicle to stall, or the brake disc to fail, causing the vehicle to completely lose control. In short, at any time, you can only press one. Do you understand?"

Song Youan nodded obediently. In fact, she was just suddenly curious and didn't have to try stepping on it together.

"boom--"

Unexpectedly, while the two were talking, a loud noise suddenly came from behind them.

Yan Fei subconsciously unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car to check. Seeing this, Song Youan also got out of the car.

I saw that an artificial shed in the corner of the driving training ground collapsed, and the iron sheet on it fell down, burying a driving school car underneath.

It was obvious that someone lost control while practicing driving and knocked down the awning. Fortunately, the awning was not very heavy and was only supported by four pieces of wood, so it was not sturdy.

Seeing this, the staff at the driving school ran over to help, and Yan Fei was no exception.

Song Youan followed them, and when they got closer, everyone just lifted up the roof. The people in the car started the car and backed up, escaping the predicament safely.

As soon as the car door opened, Song Youan saw the person getting out of the passenger seat and immediately rolled his eyes.

It’s Song Huanyu!

Moreover, he was not frightened at all, nor even angry at all. Instead, he looked very cheerful.

On the contrary, the coach who came down from the driver's seat was a young girl. She was so scared that her face turned pale. The moment she closed the car door, she couldn't help crying in grievance.

"What's going on?"

The person in charge arrived late and asked sternly when he saw the mess in front of him.

"Oh, Uncle Cai, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's my fault." Song Huanyu stepped forward to apologize, but the annoying smile on his face didn't show any apology at all.

Even some schadenfreude.

"I wanted to test Coach Liu's reaction speed, so I grabbed the steering wheel, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

The person in charge was named Cai, and he obviously knew Song Huanyu.

"Aren't you kidding me? Fortunately, this shed is so simple. What would have happened if you had hit the wall or another car? How would I explain to your father if something happened?" Manager Cai spoke righteously, but his words were insignificant.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, Uncle Cai. I won't do it again next time." Song Huanyu apologized hypocritically.

Coach Liu walked up to Manager Cai with red eyes and said, "Manager, I won't teach him anymore. Please find someone else."

After saying that, the girl turned around and left without waiting for Manager Cai's consent.

When the other coaches saw that Song Huanyu was obviously from a wealthy family and was a relative of the manager, they knew that they could not scold or criticize him during the coaching process, so they all dispersed.

"Yan Fei, you come and teach!"

Yan Fei frowned, his dark face showing a fierce look: "I won't teach you, I have a student here."

As he said this, he raised his hand and pointed at Song Youan.

Only then did Song Huanyu notice Song Youan who had been watching the fun nearby, and he was stunned.

"Song Youan?"

Song Youan rolled her eyes again and turned to Yan Fei and said, "Coach, let's hurry up. I have something to do later."

Yan Fei nodded, but Song Huanyu rushed in front of Song Youan and blocked her way, with a provocative look on his face: "Hey? You want to learn how to drive too? Do you understand?"

Song Youan squinted at him in the sunlight and sneered, "At least I won't drive the car into the shed with my coach."

As he spoke, Song Youan glanced at the completely collapsed shed and added, "The shed can be rebuilt if it collapses, but you are as cheap as can be!"

Without giving him a good look, Song Youan raised his hand and pushed Song Huanyu aside: "A good dog doesn't block the road!"

Song Huanyu staggered and almost lost his balance, his face instantly flushed.

"Song Youan, don't be so shameless!"

Song Youan didn't even bother to look at him: "I have my own dignity, I don't need you to give it to me, keep it for yourself, you two-faced person!"

"You..." Song Huanyu was speechless, his face flushed red.

Yan Fei passed by him and glared at him with a bad look. His eyes were a little fierce, which scared Song Huanyu so much that he shut up immediately.