"What's wrong with you?"
The man's voice also got louder: "I've been avoiding you, why are you still pestering me?"
"Although you avoided me, you didn't apologize to me?"
Liu Xiangnan was not afraid at all.
For some unreasonable people, you have to be even more extreme than them.
That way, you'll be the one they fear, instead of them being afraid of you.
"Okay, okay, okay, I can't afford to offend you. I apologize to you, okay? Really, women just love to nitpick."
"Look, look, even when you apologize to me, you still belittle women. What did the woman do to you? Tell me."
The crowd watching on the side looked at the man, and their eyes, which originally contained some "pity", turned into disgust.
The man was afraid of angering the crowd, so he said "I'm sorry" hastily and turned away to look elsewhere.
Liu Xiangnan didn't care about it anymore.
Forgive others when you can.
She understands this principle.
As long as the other party doesn't go too far, she can turn a blind eye.
Because there were too many people taking the exam, when it came to the 11 o'clock session, those who didn't get a seat were persuaded to leave by the staff.
"Come back at 3pm."
Liu Xiangnan had no choice but to put away his umbrella, get back in the car, and go to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
This time she found the way.
Although the staff said to arrive at 3 o'clock, she absolutely cannot arrive later than 3 o'clock.
She has to queue up at least at 2:30, or even at 2:00.
Otherwise, she would have been at the end of the line like she was in the morning.
There are more than one people who think the same as her.
When she asked the driver to drive over at 2:10, there were already some people queuing there.
Because of the experience in the morning, the two teams were divided into Subject Three and Subject One, which was not as chaotic as the two teams taking the exam in the morning.
After waiting for nearly forty minutes, the staff began to check the documents and let us into the examination room.
Sitting in front of the computer, Liu Xiangnan looked calm.
Following the staff's command, the only sound heard in the entire examination room was the click of mouse buttons.
An hour later.
Liu Xiangnan came out with the result of 100 points and told Coach Feng.
Coach Feng: Great! Come over for driving practice tomorrow morning at 5:30.
Nan: So early?
Coach Feng: If the instructor in the third subject hadn’t said that you looked like a porcelain doll, I would have scheduled you for 11 a.m. because I was afraid that you would get tanned and your family would come to trouble me.
Nan: So you're thinking about my appearance. Thank you! I'm looking forward to tomorrow's subject 2 practice! [Handshake]
Coach Feng: Don't expect it, I'm afraid you'll cry. Get some flat shoes ready, don't wear high heels that don't fit.
Liu Xiangnan curiously asked why she was crying, but Coach Feng kept it a secret and just said: You will know when you come.
With doubts in her mind, Liu Xiangnan rushed to the driving school early the next morning, and she also met Coach Feng.
Although he had some white hair, he looked like a young and energetic middle-aged person. When he saw her, he asked, "The young lady of the Lu family, right?"
Liu Xiangnan:......
"Perhaps, you can call me Liu Xiangnan, or classmate Liu, either is fine."
When I heard the word "Young Madam", I felt a little uncomfortable.
"As for this person, once you sit in a certain position, you have to get used to it. Don't be so reserved."
Coach Feng took her to the training car, then demonstrated to her how to adjust the seat, taught her some basic functions of the car, and let her figure it out on her own.
Once you are clear about the clutch and brake, start the car.
Liu Xiangnan remembered that she had seen some people who drove manual transmission cars before, who had to shift gears and step on the accelerator. She was stopped by the coach just as she was about to step on it.
"Don't step on the accelerator!"
"No, no need to step on the accelerator?"
Coach Feng glanced at her and said, "You're already on the second part of the test and you're already stepping on the accelerator? Do you want to drive the car into the sky and fly it like a plane?"
Liu Xiangnan pursed his lips, knowing in his heart that there was no need to shift gears for the second driving test, so he stepped on the accelerator.
As the car started, a buzzing sound was heard.
"Relax a little."
"oh."
Liu Xiangnan quickly withdrew his foot from the clutch.
Then, the car shook violently.
Coach Feng took a deep breath, as if he wanted to scold her, but he held it back.
"Try again."
"good."
After Liu Xiangnan repeated it several times, Coach Feng finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Your legs are shaking like that. Are you sending a telegram? How great it would be if you were born a few decades earlier. You could use all four of your limbs and perhaps make contributions to the motherland!"
"puff--"
Although he was criticizing her, she really couldn't help but laughed.
After laughing, she quickly apologized to Coach Feng.
"I'm sorry, I was insincere."
Coach Feng took a deep breath and said, "It's okay. This happens when you first learn to drive. Don't be nervous. Relax. Just do as I say. Yes, release the clutch, slowly."
This time, the car finally started to move forward slowly.
This was Liu Xiangnan’s first time “driving” and she was particularly afraid that she would have a car accident, so she held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and also used her entire arms and lower abdomen to exert force.
Coach Feng crossed his arms. "Is that steering wheel inlaid with gold or diamonds? Why are you gripping it so hard? Are you planning to sneak it home as a family heirloom while I'm not looking? Relax a little, don't be so forceful!"
Liu Xiangnan was terrified. When she finally drove the car to within three or four meters of the cement road and was about to stop, she heard Coach Feng talking to her right.
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