The car is going very fast, please bear with it.

"Wow, is the sun rising in the west?"

The instructor's surname is Zhang. He has the typical "look" of a driving school instructor: in his early thirties, he has a big belly, as if he is six months pregnant, but he is a nice person.

He looked at Liu Jun with great surprise: "You were too scared to get in the car before, but today you're asking to practice driving?"

Liu Jun scratched his head.

Then I remembered that its predecessor... was really bad.

And timid!

Perhaps because her father died in a car accident and she had no relatives to love her and had always lived under the roof of others, she was incredibly introverted to an appalling degree.

She had been on the bus once before, and was so frightened that her face turned pale and her whole body trembled. She never came again after that.

"This is quite a mess."

Liu Jun's eyes darted around: "Ha, we'll just come out from whichever side the coach says."

"Just let me practice driving, and I can also take the driving test while I'm at it."

In Chongqing, for ordinary people learning to drive, apart from paying fees, doing practice questions, driving practice, and taking the exam, everything else is basically handled by the instructor, such as registration and enrollment.

Coach Zhang didn't make things difficult for anyone, he just nodded: "You can practice driving there."

"However, you'll have to wait to apply."

"You've only practiced driving for a few minutes, how can I let you take the test?"

"That's true," Liu Jun smiled. "But I've also worked hard these past few days, and I've actually learned how to drive."

"How about we get in the car, and I'll drive it for you?"

Coach Zhang looked Liu Jun up and down a few times, then tossed his cigarette butt aside and said, "Let's go, get in the car."

Although he thought Liu Jun was bragging, he didn't want to dampen Liu Jun's enthusiasm and decided to wait and see.

Opening the door, getting in the car, closing the door, adjusting the seat, fastening the seatbelt, and starting the engine are all done in one smooth motion.

Touching the steering wheel of this vintage Passat, Liu Jun was momentarily lost in thought.

Somewhat satisfied.

I have some expectations.

There's also some... fear.

Strictly speaking, in his memory, he was driving his car yesterday when Dayun forcibly "cancelled" his account. Anyone would feel psychological pressure in that situation.

Seeing that Liu Jun hadn't started driving and his expression kept changing, more interesting than a face-changing act, Coach Zhang said quietly, "What are you up to?"

"It's nothing."

Liu Jun snapped out of his daze and smiled.

The pressure is great, but it can be overcome.

"I was just thinking about the things I learned before."

He gripped the steering wheel with one hand and the handbrake with his right.

"What have you learned?" Coach Zhang asked, arms crossed.

On a whim, Liu Jun said in a profound and enigmatic tone, "When starting a front-wheel-drive civilian car, you need to control the pressure of your left foot at the critical point of the clutch in order to get better grip."

"Oh." Coach Zhang said expressionlessly, "And then?"

Liu Jun: "..."

"Shouldn't you say something? What if I'm speeding?"

"And remember to fasten your seatbelt."

"Oh, wait, that's not right."

He suddenly realized: "You mean you have a brake under your foot, so you don't need to worry, right?"

"That's really clever," Coach Zhang quipped. "But isn't it possible that I've blocked the accelerator pedals on all these training cars, so that unless you're Superman, you simply can't press it?"

"Even if you master the clutch to the extreme, it will still have to crawl slowly if you try to reach the critical point or drive fast."

Liu Jun's face darkened.

sloppy.

······

There's no fun to be had, so I had to honestly perform my driving test (Part 2) for the instructor.

Fortunately, Liu Jun's skills from his previous life were genuine.

Although there are many differences between the two worlds, these differences are mainly reflected in people and "humanities". Mechanical skills, traffic regulations, etc., are not much different.

So this was child's play for Liu Jun.

Whether it's reversing into a parking space or parallel parking, Liu Jun's performance is outstanding, with impeccable accuracy.

After two laps, Coach Zhang remained expressionless.

Liu Jun asked, puzzled, "Coach?"

How am I?

"Can we take the exam now?"

"It's alright," Coach Zhang said, getting out of the car and lighting another cigarette. "So-so. Shall I schedule it for three days from now?"

Liu Jun was overjoyed: "Okay, thank you, Coach."

Fortunately, it wasn't a waste of effort.

"Get lost, don't bother me while I'm coaching the others." Coach Zhang turned and waved his hand.

After Liu Jun had walked away, he stared at his back and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Damn it, which robot did he learn that from? The way he parked his car was so awkward."

He circled the car carefully twice more: "My passionate horse, surely it wasn't measured with a ruler? It's parked better than mine."

He still clearly remembers Liu Jun's behavior the first time he got on the bus.

He was immediately terrified.

Good heavens, this is terrible! I have no idea how to teach it.

The result is now...

"Oh dear, you're being too nosy."

Coach Zhang turned to look at the other trainees, beaming with joy: "It's always a good thing...???"

With just one glance, my wonderful mood instantly plummeted to rock bottom.

"You old bastard, didn't you know to let go of the brakes?!"

"I braked so hard it was smoking!"

······

night.

Liu Jun tossed and turned in bed.

Finally, he simply got up and asked himself three questions in front of the mirror.

"What happens after this match?"

Should I continue racing?

Do I really like racing?

After much thought, I came up with only one answer.

"like."

Liu Jun smiled.

"If you like it, let's do it again."

"One more life..."

His eyes seemed to sparkle like stars.

"I'm really looking forward to it."

"To be able to compete against drivers who originally only existed in movies and TV shows, or even in legends."

"I can improve myself once again."

"But before that, the poor physical condition of the original body should be changed as soon as possible."

Looking at myself in the mirror, I'm undeniably handsome.

My appearance is 80% similar to my appearance when I was 25 or 26 years old in my previous life.

But this bamboo-like figure was completely frail and weak, a far cry from his previous life.

"At least I had six-pack abs in my past life."

"It's decided. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to lift weights and work out."

He didn't have much savings.

Taking a long break from work to focus solely on fitness is definitely not enough, but if you only stick to it for a month or two, it shouldn't be a big problem.

It's a desperate gamble, though; if they can't get a place...

"Then we'll talk about it if we can't get it."

Liu Jun smiled nonchalantly and went to bed.

······

The next day, the weather was fine.

Liu Jun started by eating ten egg whites, and then headed straight to a nearby gym.

For the next two weeks, apart from taking the driving test (Part 2) and practicing for Part 3 once, he spent most of his daytime hours in the gym.

With almost obsessive self-discipline, the improvement is remarkable.

He's gotten noticeably bigger.

While the core muscles aren't exactly well-developed, they're at least presentable.

That day, at night.

Coach Zhang called: "Transfer the exam fee. The exam is in three days. Oh, and there's also the money for 'time-boosting' (spending time on the test), you know what I mean."

Liu Jun felt relieved: "Coach, don't worry, I understand."

You can take the test yourself.

I passed the driving test (Part 2) with a perfect score.

Although I only had one practice session on the road for the third stage of the driving test, my performance was enough to reassure my instructor.

As for accumulating time...

There's no way around it; if you don't spend some money to "cheat" things up, you'll have to grind it out slowly.

Liu Jun doesn't have that much time.

Money is money, so we'll just have to spend it.

Three days later, Liu Jun successfully obtained his driver's license.

And informed Gan Ning immediately.

"Did you get it?"

"Okay, okay!"

"I'm coming to find you right away, don't go!"

Gan Ning was very happy, and quickly.

Less than half an hour later, he appeared in front of Liu Jun with messy, unkempt hair.

Liu Jun couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I was thinking, with your looks and that messy hair, the contrast is so striking, you'd definitely turn heads."

"Isn't the reason I get so many stares because my legs are so white and long?"

"Huh? When did this engine oil get in there? I didn't even notice."

Gan Ning casually wiped the engine oil off her fair thighs, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught Liu Jun staring intently at her long legs. She couldn't help but chuckle: "Want to touch them?"

"So generous?"

Liu Jun swallowed hard: "Another day."

"You wish!" Gan Ning pulled his leg back, then held out his hand: "Give it to me."

"What?"

"I need my ID card and driver's license. I need to register quickly, they need to verify them."

"Forehead."

「···」

After a flurry of activity, I successfully registered.

Unlike in the previous life, in this world, all drivers, navigators, and other participants can give themselves a "title".

Unfortunately, before Liu Jun could express his opinion, Gan Ning had already typed and successfully uploaded it.

"The Great Strange General."

"Little Corporal?"

Liu Jun smacked his lips: "That's quite a catchy name."

Gan Ning replied with a smile, "Right?"

Liu Jun suddenly chuckled: "Damn it, Corporal Gan, you're a real genius."

Gan Ning laughed and scolded, "Don't give me that!"

"Come on, let me treat you to hot pot and some soda, then we'll go look at cars."

"This way you'll know what I've accomplished in the past two weeks."

Liu Jun, who had been on a high-protein diet for more than half a month, immediately had his eyes light up and was very satisfied with the suggestion.

The two are like dry tinder and a raging fire, ready to ignite at the slightest touch.

"Let's go!"

"Walk!"

······

"Hot pot is still the best."

After a hearty meal, Liu Jun hummed contentedly.

Gan Ning rested her chin on her hand, her face flushed, and her beautiful eyes were filled with him.

"You seem to have gotten more handsome?"

"It seems to have gotten thicker too."

"Pfft!" Liu Jun suddenly spat out the tea in his mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by 'getting thicker'?"

"That's called being strong!"

"strong!!!"

"Well, that's enough to get the gist of it." Gan Ning waved his hand. "Let's go, look at the car."

Liu Jun suddenly rolled his eyes.

······

Despite Gan Ning's efforts to improve the situation, the three-handed panda remains a three-handed panda.

At least that's how it looks.

The internal structure is entirely different.

The robust roll cage was welded firmly and smoothly.

The shock absorbers, brake kit, and tires—all the visible components have been fully upgraded, and without exception, they are all racing-grade!

Even those hidden inside the hood, invisible to the naked eye, were not overlooked.

If the original Geely Panda was a cat, then this one in front of us is a real bear, a beast that eats iron! It's Chi You's mount!

Liu Jun looked at it very carefully.

Gan Ning has indeed put in real effort. This "broken car" can now stand firmly at the B-class racing standard, even if it doesn't reach the A-class level.

Gan Ning wasn't idle either; wherever Liu Jun looked, she explained, "Some parts are second-hand, but I've checked them carefully, and they definitely won't affect the competition."

"Moreover, none of these are the most important things. The most important thing is..."

She opened the hood, revealing an engine that was completely different from the previous one, one could even call it ferocious.

Even Liu Jun couldn't help but twitch his eyelids at just one glance.

"You... hand-built one of these things?!"

New book uploaded, I'm really enjoying writing it.

A new book after a year, or even several years.

It's a relatively niche genre, but Huanyan found it quite enjoyable to write.

There are already 60,000 words in the manuscript.

I hope both new and old friends will support me. It would be great if you could add it to your favorites, read it every day, and leave a comment.

Please help me, everyone!

Bowing, saluting.

Also, most of the seemingly outrageous racing maneuvers in this book are actually based on real-world prototypes. If you want to criticize them or think they are absurd, you can do some research first.

----------March 31, 2026, early morning