Chapter 40 Don't think you're a woman, I won't hit you!
Right-angle turns, S-turns, half-slope starts...
Jiang Zhonglou completed all the test items in one go, without missing a beat!
Finally, he backed the car into a "garbage" smoothly and pulled the handbrake.
"Wow..."
On the training ground, there was an exclamation of surprise!
"This Jiang Zhonglou actually has such great driving skills?"
"He used to be... probably not a racing driver, right?"
"Professional racing drivers probably don't have this ability!"
Everyone was talking a lot.
It took the fat coach a long time to come to his senses. With his fat body shaking, he ran to Jiang Zhonglou's car and shouted angrily: "Jiang Zhonglou, are you crazy?"
"What's wrong? Is there anything I failed in my practice?" Jiang Zhonglou got out of the car and picked his ears.
"this......"
Only then did the fat coach realize that there was nothing wrong with Jiang Zhonglou's practice just now, except that the speed was too fast.
"Didn't you say you've never driven a car?" the fat coach said angrily.
"It has never been opened."
"Then how can you... complete these test items without practicing?"
"These projects are so simple, do they still need practice?" Jiang Zhonglou said impatiently, "You can just arrange for me to take the exam tomorrow!"
"What? You want to take the exam tomorrow? What are you dreaming about?"
"Is there any problem?" Jiang Zhonglou asked curiously.
"Hmph! You need to study for a certain amount of hours to get your driver's license, and I, the coach, must think you are good enough before I can arrange the test for you!" the fat coach snorted coldly.
"Uh... so troublesome?" Jiang Zhonglou frowned.
"He's right." At this time, Lin Zisu also ran over, "You must study for a certain number of hours before taking the driver's license test."
"Okay, how many lessons are needed? I'll practice now."
Jiang Zhonglou got into the coach car again and prepared to practice driving.
"Get down here!"
The fat coach rushed over and quickly pulled out the car key.
"I'll go...I paid my tuition, why don't you let me practice driving?" Jiang Zhonglou rolled his eyelids in frustration.
"You...do you call this training? If nothing else, just by burning tires, you will have to destroy a set of tires in a few days. Your tuition is not enough for me to repair the car!"
The fat coach said angrily.
"Um... If you don't arrange a test for me and don't let me practice driving, then won't I never get my driver's license? Aren't you cheating me of money?"
Jiang Zhonglou got off the car and asked the fat coach helplessly.
"This...I...I'll refund your tuition! I can't teach someone like you!"
The coach shouted angrily.
"Forehead......"
Jiang Zhonglou and Lin Zisu looked at each other speechless.
They had no choice but to refund their tuition fees, ride their tricycles, and leave the driving school.
"When did you learn to drive?"
Lin Zisu asked doubtfully.
"I just learned it. The coach taught me it again."
"You will know how to teach it once?"
"Yeah, is this difficult?" Jiang Zhonglou picked his ears.
"Well...some people practice for a long time and fail to pass the driver's license test, but you actually learned it once...and you can drive so well!"
Lin Zisu looked at Jiang Zhonglou and asked in confusion: "Who are you? How come you have such a magical ability?"
"Um...Actually, I drove a four-wheel tractor in the countryside, so I know how to drive. I just wanted to brag in front of you!"
Seeing that Lin Zisu was doubting his identity, Jiang Zhonglou quickly made an excuse.
"Oh, that's it...that kind of four-wheel tractor is indeed more difficult to drive than a car!"
Lin Zisu was relieved and rolled her eyes at Jiang Zhonglou in displeasure: "When will you get rid of your bragging habit?"
"Shall we go home?"
Jiang Zhonglou asked.
"It's still early, let's go to Ningjiang River for a walk!"
Lin Zisu sat behind the tricycle and hugged Jiang Zhonglou's waist.
She had been bored at home for two days and wanted to go and enjoy the river breeze.
"What's going on by the river?"
Jiang Zhonglou felt the warmth on Lin Zisu's arm, and couldn't help but think of Lin Zisu's back lying on his side that night.
"What? Don't you want to go to the river with me to enjoy the breeze?" Lin Zisu asked depressedly.
"Of course not, I just think... there is nothing fun by the river!" Jiang Zhonglou also felt Lin Zisu's displeasure.
"Let's go pick up waste from the trash cans by the river! I want to see how you make money by picking up waste!" Lin Zisu said.
"Um...what's so interesting about this?"
"Earn money! At least I can make money for the afternoon groceries!"
Of course, Lin Zisu didn't really want to make money by picking up garbage, she just wanted to understand Jiang Zhonglou's life and then understand her.
"Okay! As long as you don't mind it being dirty, we will pick up the waste!" Jiang Zhonglou had no choice but to agree to Lin Zisu's suggestion.
"Wait a minute, let's buy some sunglasses and wear them first!"
Lin Zisu asked Jiang Zhonglou to park the car, then bought two pairs of large sunglasses, and put them on with Jiang Zhonglou, covering half of his face.
This way, no one will recognize them.
When they arrived at Binjiang Avenue by the Ningjiang River, Jiang Zhonglou took Lin Zisu to "sweep" various trash cans.
Lin Zisu looked at the dirty drink bottles and waste paper boxes and couldn't help but frowned.
"Frugality cultivates virtue, tranquility cultivates one's character, and picking up garbage is actually a kind of practice!"
Jiang Zhonglou skillfully picked up the beverage bottles in the trash can, "Isn't it a good deed to recycle these waste products?"
"Well, not bad!"
Lin Zisu nodded, put on gloves and came to help.
After a while, she got used to it and no longer felt that these waste products were dirty...
"Lin Zisu, did you really follow Jiang Zhonglou to pick up trash?"
At this time, a woman's surprised voice sounded.
But it was Lin Qingdai.
She was walking on Binjiang Road with a rich man on her arm.
Although Lin Zisu was wearing big sunglasses, Lin Qingdai still recognized her at a glance.
"What does it have to do with you whether I pick up trash or not?" Lin Zisu said angrily.
"Everyone, come and take a look! This is Jiang Zhonglou and Lin Zisu who are uploaded on the Internet!"
Lin Qingdai shouted.
"Wow..."
Tourists walking on Binjiang Road gathered around.
"It's really Jiang Zhonglou and Lin Zisu!"
"Ma Bao is dead. The Ma family will definitely not let them go. How can they still be in the mood to pick up trash?"
The onlookers all exclaimed in amazement.
"We are going to drive them out of the Lin family soon. What will they eat if they don't pick up trash?"
Lin Qingdai sneered condescendingly and said: "Lin Zisu, Master Ma is dead now. You don't have to marry if you want to. You can only follow Jiang Zhonglou to pick up garbage for the rest of your life. You are really a bitch..."
"Snapped!"
Before Lin Qingdai could finish her words, she was slapped on the face by Jiang Zhonglou.
Her face, which was covered with thick foundation, was not only swollen with five bruised finger prints, but also a lot of mud from the trash can.
All this mud and dirt came from Jiang Zhonglou's gloves.
"Hahaha!"
Everyone laughed when they saw Lin Qingdai's embarrassed and funny look.
"You...you actually dare to hit me?"
Lin Qingdai looked at Jiang Zhonglou in disbelief.
"Don't think that I won't hit you because you're a woman. I've been putting up with you for a long time!" Jiang Zhonglou said angrily.