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Chapter 281 Are You Sick?
Xie Yan is obviously also a loyal supporter of the Men's Classic of Virtue, and the next sentence is natural and fluent: "If you are unmarried, you should guard your body like a jade and stick to the man's virtue to be kind, and if you are married, stick to your husband's morals and always be by your wife's side."

Lin Er: "..."

The ancient poems in the textbook are memorized upside down, but this kind of messy things can be remembered clearly.

Before finishing reciting the Men's Classic of Virtue, Shen Jiayu calmly continued the last sentence: "Sooner or later, the books on men's moral cultivation will improve the truth, goodness and beauty, which is called men's virtue."

He Yin, who was inexplicably given a men's moral class: "..."

Lin Er, who listened to the male moral scriptures verbatim, said, "..."

As soon as I got out of the bathroom, I saw Wen Miao at the scene of male virtue preaching: "..."

Are they sick? ? ?
……

The itinerary for the afternoon has been arranged, and I have to go to the driving school to learn to drive at two o'clock.

Lunch was early, and it was less than one o'clock when it ended. The driving school was in the suburbs, and it took about an hour to drive there from the restaurant. Went to driving school.

They signed up for a small VIP class. There were only five students in total, and they lined up to practice driving in the order of drawing lots. Wen Miao was number four, and He Yin was number five.

The three students in front had already finished being scolded in turn. Wen Miao became inexplicably nervous when she sat in the car. The coach sat in the co-pilot seat, and kept muttering: "Calm down, don't get angry, Qian Don't be angry."

Wen Miao looked at him with some doubts: "I'm not angry, I'm quite calm."

Without raising his head, the coach continued to take a deep breath: "I'm not talking about you, I'm trying to persuade myself."

Wen Miao: "Huh?"

The coach closed his eyes and took a long breath, muttering in his mouth as if he was chanting a scripture: "Everything in the world exists, how can everything be as I want, angry hurts the liver and spleen, why bother in retrospect, not angry Don’t be angry, just let the mundane trivial matters go.”

Wen Miao: "..."

It seems that not everyone can do the job of a driving school instructor.

Finally completed the mental construction, the coach reopened his eyes and forced a smile through his teeth: "Have you remembered the points I said before practicing the car? I will repeat it again. After starting the ignition, step on the Clutch and then put in gear, release the handbrake and then release the clutch, come on, let's go—"

After 3 minutes, the smile on the coach's face could no longer be held, and he said with a heavy face: "You should not learn manual transmission, you should learn automatic transmission."

"Ah?" Wen Miao didn't understand what he meant, "Why?"

"Because you only have joys and sorrows, but no clutch!" The coach couldn't bear it any longer. He leaned forward, pointed at her feet and said, "What did I just say? You have to step on the clutch after turning on the ignition. , Hey, you can see clearly, No. [-], you can look down and see clearly, you are stepping on the brake, the brake——!"

Wen Miao: "..."

Got it, got it, step on the clutch!

"Then it's going to be in gear, didn't I just say that? Step on the clutch first and then in gear, huh? Why don't you put in gear yet? Ah, I see, is it because it's in your heart?"

"..."

Got it, got it, put it in gear!
Wen Miao grabbed the handle of the block and pushed it forward, but did not hang it up.

Pushed again, didn't hang up again.

She looked down in confusion, why couldn't she hang up?He simply grasped the handle of the block and hung it up vigorously. The coach became excited and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, yes! Well done, work hard!! Break it!!!"

"..."

Wen Miao heard the irony of what he said.

After tossing and turning for a long time, I finally got into gear, slowly released the clutch and the car started. Wen Miao was a little nervous by the coach's continuous complaints. When I released the clutch, I forgot to pull the handbrake, and the car began to shake all the time——

The coach had a standard smirk on his face, clapping his hands next to him, and rhythmically: "What's daddy's daddy's name? Dad's daddy's grandpa. What's daddy's mommy's name? Dad's Mom's name is grandma."

Wen Miao: "..."

Don't sing, don't sing, this coach's method of calm and sarcastic is really amazing.

The student who was watching was a little confused and asked in a daze, "What is the coach doing?"

Student No. [-]: "You're swearing."

Student No. [-]: "Huh? Why didn't I hear it?"

Student No. [-]: "Have you ever ridden on the rocking car at the entrance of the amusement hall in the shopping mall? Didn't you find that the car No. [-] is driving now shakes at the same frequency as the rocking car?"

He Yin wiped away his tears like a worried old mother: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow You don’t have to suffer the crime of being aggrieved after you finish your studies.”

After driving around, Wen Miao parked the car back to the original spot, unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car. He Yin leaned over and fanned her attentively with a fan: "Master Cat, How does it feel to drive?"

It was rare for Wen Miao to lose her energy, and she spoke weakly: "Go up and feel it yourself."

He Yin gave her the fan and got into the driver's seat nervously. Just as Wen Miao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to sit on the lounge chair for a while, she saw the coach on the co-pilot's seat leaning out half of his body from the window and looking at her. He beckoned: "That one just now—number four, yes, it's number four! Come up, sit in the back seat, and watch it again!"

"..."

Suddenly became the focus of attention.

Wen Miao had no choice but to get in the car again.

Although feudal superstition is bad, at this time she found that the number four drawn by the lottery might be really unlucky.

She is indeed on the verge of learning to die.

After He Yin got into the car and fastened his seat belt, the coach cleared his throat vigorously, and spoke again tirelessly: "Turn on the ignition and step on the clutch, put in first gear and release the handbrake, lightly lift the clutch to start, do you understand? Just drive if you understand." , please be considerate of me, don't let me say it a third time, my voice is almost hoarse."

But it's a pity that He Yin's talent is all used on riding a tricycle, and a four-wheeler is really not good.

Seeing that the positioning pillar at the corner in front was getting closer and closer, the coach said blankly: "Did you see that pillar in front?"

He Yin opened his eyes wide: "I see."

The coach gave the order: "Bump into it!"

"Ah? Hit it?" He Yin was stunned, and asked incessantly in disbelief, "Really? Is it possible to hit it? It shouldn't be possible, right?"

The coach pinched his brows and roared: "I know it's not possible to turn the steering wheel!!!"

He Yin quickly turned the steering wheel to the right, panicking: "Is this so?"

The coach was already tired, so he gave him a look of resentment, and threw two words like gold: "Beat to death."

"Ah?" He Yin asked in a daze, "What did you beat to death?"

(End of this chapter)