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Chapter 23 A good dog doesn't block the way!
Suteng Driving School, Jing'an District.

In a shady spot, Song Youan handed a bottle of ice water to Cheng Muzi: "Thank you for your hard work. It's rare for me to have a day off, but I still dragged you out to accompany me to my driving lesson."

"Why are you being so polite with me?" Cheng Muzi unscrewed the cap and took a sip, then winced from the cold. She continued, "Back in college, I begged you to study, but you wouldn't. How come you suddenly figured it out on your own? Did your uncle urge you?"

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

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

Song Youan pouted. The main reason she didn't learn to drive was that she hadn't thought about buying a car. She thought that traveling in today's society is too convenient. With a few taps on her phone, a ride-hailing car would arrive downstairs in just a few minutes.

Besides, she's not exactly a car enthusiast.

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

"Song Youan?"

"I'm."

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

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

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

"You'an." Cheng Muzi grabbed Song You'an and whispered a reminder: "Remember to keep a distance from the instructor. Many instructors use the excuse of teaching driving to touch female students inappropriately."

Such news is rampant online, and Song Youan had naturally seen it.

"I know, go check out the reviews on Dianping (a Chinese review website) and find a good place to eat nearby. I'll treat you to dinner after practice."

When Song You'an quickly caught up with the coach, the coach had already arrived in front of a car. Song You'an glanced at it and saw that it was a very old black sedan with half of the car emblem missing. Song You'an did not recognize what kind of car it was.

"boarding."

Yan Fei raised his chin, gesturing for Song Youan to go to the passenger seat.

After settling into a seat and fastening my seatbelt, Yan Fei asked, "Are you a complete beginner?"

Song Youan nodded.

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

Song Youan continued to nod.

With this in mind, Yan Fei understood the situation and began teaching from the most basic cognitive aspects.

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

Song Youan's memory is fine, but it's not so easy to cram everything into her head at once.

"Is there a problem with these?" Yan Fei turned to look at her.

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

Yan Fei frowned: "Let's step on it together? You need to take a screenshot of the car?"

Song Youan: "..."

However, Yan Fei patiently explained to Song You'an: "Pressing the brake and accelerator at the same time may cause the vehicle to stall or cause the brake discs to fail, thus making the car completely out of control. In short, you can only press one at any time, understand?"

Song Youan nodded obediently. Actually, she was just curious and didn't necessarily want to try stepping on it.

"boom--"

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

Yan Fei subconsciously unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car to check, and Song Youan followed suit.

In the corner of the driving practice area, an artificial canopy had collapsed, its sheet metal falling and burying a driving school vehicle underneath. Clearly, someone had lost control while practicing driving and knocked the canopy down. Fortunately, the canopy wasn't heavy; it was only supported by four wooden beams and wasn't very sturdy to begin with.

Upon seeing this, the staff at the driving school rushed over to help, and Yan Fei was no exception.

Song Youan followed, and just as they got closer, they managed to lift the roof off the car. The people inside started the car and reversed, safely escaping their predicament.

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

It's Song Huanyu!

Moreover, he wasn't startled at all, nor even a little angry; on the contrary, he had a carefree, grinning expression.

On the contrary, the instructor who got out of the driver's seat was a young girl who looked quite young. She was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she couldn't help but cry as soon as she closed the car door.

"What's going on?"

The person in charge arrived late and, seeing the mess before him, demanded an explanation.

"Oh, Uncle Cai, I'm so sorry, so sorry, it's my fault, it's my fault." Song Huanyu stepped forward to apologize, but the smug smile on his face showed no remorse whatsoever.

Some even gloated.

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

The person in charge, surnamed Cai, clearly knew Song Huanyu.

"Aren't you just being ridiculous? It's lucky this shed is simple. If you had hit a wall or another car, what would have happened? How would I explain it to your father?" Manager Cai said righteously, but his words were indifferent.

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

Coach Liu, his eyes red, stepped forward and said to Manager Cai, "Manager, I'm not going to teach him anymore. Please find someone else."

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

When the other coaches saw that Song Huanyu was obviously from a wealthy family and had connections with the manager, they knew they couldn't scold or reprimand him while teaching him, so they all dispersed.

"Yan Fei, you teach!"

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

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

Song Huanyu then noticed Song Youan, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, and was immediately taken aback.

"Song Youan?"

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

Yan Fei nodded, but Song Huanyu suddenly rushed in front of Song You'an and blocked her way, his face full of smug provocation: "Oh? You're here to learn to drive too? Do you even understand it?"

Song Youan squinted at him in the sunlight, and sneered when she heard him: "At least I won't bring the coach and drive the car into the shed."

As she spoke, Song Youan glanced at the completely collapsed pergola and added, "A pergola can be rebuilt, but you can't be more despicable than the last!"

Instead of giving him a friendly look, Song You'an shoved Song Huanyu aside, saying, "A good dog doesn't block the way!"

Song Huanyu stumbled and almost lost his balance, his face instantly turning red.

"Song Youan, don't push your luck!"

Song Youan didn't even bother to look at him: "I have my own face, I don't need you to give it to me, keep it for yourself, you shameless bastard!"

“You…” Song Huanyu was speechless, his face turning red.

Yan Fei walked past him, glaring at him with an unfriendly expression. His gaze was somewhat fierce, which frightened Song Huanyu into immediately shutting up.

(End of this chapter)