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Zhang Yifan and Shen Zhiyi recognized it immediately; it was their training vehicle.

When the two ran to the reverse parking training area, the white training car had already veered off the corner of the parking space and crashed its rear end solidly into a crooked willow tree on the side of the training field.

The trunk lid popped open, leaving a large dent.

The broken plastic shell of the taillight was scattered all over the ground.

The willow tree was knocked askew, and its leaves fell down, landing all over the roof of the car.

Zhang Yifan opened the car door.

Tang Xiaonuan, still gripping the steering wheel with both hands in the driver's seat, her knuckles white, stared straight ahead, her lips moving slightly but no sound escaping her lips.

Zongwen, sitting in the passenger seat, leaned back against the seat, his seatbelt still fastened, his face displaying a range of expressions, somewhere between "Who am I? Where am I?" and "What just happened?"

"Are you two alright?" Zhang Yifan first unbuckled Zong Wen's seatbelt, and Shen Zhiyi went around to the other side to help Tang Xiaonuan unbuckle hers.

Zong Wen mechanically turned his head to look at him, his expression still blank, and after several seconds he slowly nodded.

Zhang Yifan helped Zong Wen out of the passenger seat. Zong Wen's legs were a little weak, and he swayed when he stepped on the ground. He had to hold onto the car door to stand up.

"I'm fine."

Tang Xiaonuan finally spoke, her voice trembling slightly.

"Well... I only meant to back up a little, but I got nervous and stepped on the gas instead."

The car jerked backward, and then... you saw it.

As she said this, her eyes remained fixed on the willow tree that had been knocked askew, and she avoided looking at anyone.

A coach carrying a walkie-talkie walked over quickly and first looked Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan up and down.

They breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no blood on the two people and that they could move their arms and legs.

Then his brow furrowed, his gaze sweeping between the driver's and passenger seats, and his tone turned serious: "Where's your instructor? Why are there only two students in the car?"

Zong Wen calmed down a bit, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and said in a slightly unsteady voice, "Coach... the coach said he had something to do and went to make a phone call, so he told us to practice on our own for now."

The coach and captain frowned even more deeply.

He glanced at Zong Wen, then at Tang Xiaonuan, and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Nonsense!"

Then he picked up the walkie-talkie, pressed the call button, and said in a deep voice into the microphone: "Reverse into the parking area. Car number three has had an accident. The instructor in charge should come immediately."

A crackling sound came from the walkie-talkie.

A short while later, the instructor from Zhang Yifan's car rushed over in a panic.

He was sweating profusely from running, still clutching his phone in his hand.

As he ran closer, he first saw the driving school car that had crashed into the willow tree.

I saw the dented trunk, the taillight fragments scattered all over the ground, and then I saw the coach captain standing next to me with his brows furrowed.

The head coach's tone was even more somber than before: "Old Zhao, weren't you in the car when the student had the accident?"

Old Zhao's gaze swept across Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan's faces, his eyes quickly shifting from panic to anger.

He took a step forward, his finger almost poking Zong Wen in the chest: "Didn't I tell you to wait for me to come back?! Who told you to practice driving on your own?! I said wait until I got back, I said I didn't! And you, you took matters into your own hands while I was gone!"

Zong Wen stood there, stunned.

He stared in disbelief at the coach in front of him, who was spitting as he spoke.

Just now in the car, the instructor clearly said, "I'm going to make a phone call, you guys keep practicing," he heard it clearly, and Tang Xiaonuan heard it clearly too.

Why did the story turn out the other way around when we were in front of the captain?

"You're talking nonsense!"

Zongwen's face turned bright red.

"You were the one who told us you had something to do and needed to make a phone call, and that we should practice on our own first! Why are you denying it now!"

Old Zhao sneered, turned to look at the coach and captain, and spread his hands:

"Captain, do you think it's possible?"

With this girl's skills, how could I possibly let her practice on her own?

She's only been practicing for a few days, and she's still crossing the lines when reversing into a parking space. Do I dare let her get in the car alone?

Even if I were irresponsible, I wouldn't joke around with my own livelihood!

Oh, I see...

He gestured back and forth between Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan with his finger, a mocking smile of sudden realization playing on his lips.

"You must have thought you were pretty good at it and wanted to show off in front of the girl, so you encouraged her to secretly play a game while I wasn't around."

Is that what happened? It's understandable that the young man wants to show off, but you can't joke around with safety!

Tang Xiaonuan was still in shock from the car accident when she heard those words, and she instantly flew into a rage.

"What do you mean by 'as far as my skills are'? What do you mean by 'you can't trust me to practice on my own'? You didn't say that in the car just now!"

You said, "You practiced really well this time, and you'll be able to pass the exam after a couple more practice sessions." Now that something's happened, you're saying I'm no good?

Why do you have two faces?

"And you were the one who let us practice first, how did it become that we were stealing the car? We're not car thieves!"

Zong Wen also took a step forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Tang Xiaonuan, clenching his fists: "What did you just say to the captain? Do you dare to say it again in front of us?"

Old Zhao took a half step back, avoiding direct contact with Zong Wen, and spread his hands towards the coach and captain: "Look, look, these days, when something goes wrong, the first reaction of the trainees is to shift the blame to the coach. I teach them with good intentions, but they don't listen to instructions and then try to bite me."

"you--"

Zongwen still wanted to push forward.

"Alright."

One hand steadily blocked Zong Wen's chest.

Zhang Yifan stepped forward, shielding Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan behind him, while facing Lao Zhao and the coach and captain himself.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a lot of weight:

"Coach, since the car has already been hit, nobody wants this to happen."

We will absolutely not shirk the responsibilities that our trainees should bear.

Repair costs and lost wages should be compensated in full.

but......"

He looked up into Old Zhao's eyes.

"If you want to put all the blame on the two of them, that's absolutely not going to work."

You said you told them not to practice on their own, so why did they practice on their own?

You said you never told them to practice on their own, so why did they lie?

The same applies when the statement is reversed.

When both sides have conflicting accounts, you shouldn't just listen to one side.

The coach and captain glanced at Zhang Yifan, then at Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan, who were still angry, and pondered for a moment.

He turned to Old Zhao and said, "Old Zhao, come with me for a moment."

Old Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he met the captain's eyes, he swallowed his words and followed the captain toward the tin shed.

Zong Wen watched Lao Zhao's retreating figure, his clenched fist slowly loosened, and he let out a long breath.

Tang Xiaonuan looked down at her feet, which had just been on the gas pedal, her lips pressed tightly together. Shen Zhiyi stood beside her and gently patted her back.