Hexagonal God

Chapter 10 Driving School
Tang Ming felt very annoyed.

He had been driving for two years, but his license was revoked last year for drunk driving. He could no longer drive in the capital, so he had to return home to retake the test this year.

He signed up for this afternoon's class and came an hour early, but when he arrived at the driving school, the instructor said they would be divided into groups.

There are a total of twenty people in this afternoon class, divided into five groups.

These students became somewhat familiar with each other and began to form teams spontaneously.

Generally speaking, people of the same age group are grouped together.

Tang Ming is 22 years old and belongs to the youngest group, so he can only be ranked in the fifth group.

But it happened that one person in this group had not arrived yet, so he and the other two people in the same group had to wait.

The three of them sat under a tree beside the driving school. As they watched the other groups get in the car to learn, his mood became increasingly bad.

"I wonder if the last person is a man or a woman. Does he still have any sense of time?"

The other two people in the same group are a boy and a girl. The boy is eighteen years old and is a graduate this year. His name is Shi Qiang.

The other girl is 23 years old and has already graduated and started working.

Hearing Tang Ming's complaint, the girl said gently, "Maybe something delayed him."

Tang Ming didn't take it seriously: "Maybe, but it's certain that this person's quality is not high, and his financial conditions are probably not good either. Let me tell you first, I won't take him with me when I learn to drive."

The girl looked at Tang Ming and said, "Tang Ming, aren't there coaches here to teach us?"

Tang Ming smiled and said, "That's right, but with so many people and only one coach, he doesn't have time to teach everyone in detail. Usually, in a group, he will observe who has good skills and who has good skills. Usually, you can help him train the newcomers. I am familiar with this routine."

The boy named Shi Qiang said, "Brother Tang has been driving for two years. If he hadn't had his license revoked for driving under the influence, he wouldn't have appeared in this driving school. He must have been the one leading our group."

Hearing this, the girl agreed and said, "Then I'm going to have to trouble you later. I'm stupid, so you need to teach me more."

"No problem, I'll take care of your two skills."

While several people were talking, Su Mo finally arrived.

The driving school fee was four thousand two hundred. Su Mo paid the money and went straight to the training ground.

The coach's surname was Wang, and he was in his thirties. He glanced at Su Mo and then asked him to go to the fifth group.

Su Mo walked all the way to Tang Ming and the other two.

At this time, the three of them were under the shade of a tree. Su Mo came from the training ground, carrying a bag and walking leisurely.

The slender figure was shrouded in sunlight, and the whole person seemed to be glowing.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly. With just a glance, she could tell that Su Mo's outfit was not simple.

At such a young age, he certainly doesn't have the ability to be independent, so his family must be well-off.

This figure. Are children nowadays so well developed?
Tang Ming's eyes also swept back and forth over Su Mo. Although he was a little unhappy, he had to admit that this boy did not look like a low-quality person.

Su Mo knew that he was late and was about to say a few polite words, but he didn't expect to suddenly see someone he knew.

"Stone!"

"Su Mo!"

Unexpectedly, Shi Qiang also came here to learn how to drive. This was really beyond Su Mo's expectations.

Since they were acquaintances, it would be easy to talk to them. Shi Qiang immediately introduced Tang Ming and the girl.

"My classmate and buddy is Su Mo. Su Mo, this is Brother Tang Ming, and this is Han Weiwei. Just call her Sister Weiwei."

Su Mo immediately said to the two of them, "I'm very sorry. Something delayed me, but that's not an excuse for being late. I apologize deeply. I'll treat everyone to dinner when I have time later."

Su Mo also knew that he might have to spend some time with these people, so he took the initiative to show friendliness.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ming snorted slightly: "What's the point of just eating? You look like an adult since you're here to learn how to drive. Can you drink?"

Su Mo has a good alcohol tolerance. He drank with his classmates a few times in school and had no problem drinking ten bottles of beer or a pound of white wine.

As for what the dream was like, he was not particularly clear, but he seemed to have worked in sales, and drinking should be a basic skill.

So he nodded slightly: "No problem."

"You're speaking quite loudly. Let's talk about it tonight. Let me see if I have any plans tonight."

Tang Ming said this in a very high-profile manner.

Su Mo just smiled and said nothing. He was late, so it was normal for others to be unhappy. He didn't really care about this kind of dispute.

Shi Qiang took the initiative to pull Su Mo aside and said, "Don't bother with this guy. I've been chatting with him for a while. Although he's a few years older than us, he's actually a complete idiot. He got his license revoked in the capital for drunk driving, and now he's here to retake the test."

Su Mo nodded: "It doesn't matter."

Shi Qiang ran to Tang Ming again and said with a smile, "Su Mo is very interesting. The story of the character "品" that I just told you, Brother Tang, was inspired by Su Mo."

"Really? Then I really was mistaken, haha."

When talking about this, Tang Ming became energetic and started laughing.

The atmosphere relaxed and a few people started chatting.

Su Mo also learned the basic information about the other two students in the same group.

Tang Ming, 22, is a senior at Capital University of Science and Technology. Bingcheng is the provincial capital, and children from well-off families generally head to the capital for school, rather than considering local universities.

These are the kind of people who can't get into a first-tier university, but can get into a second-tier university anyway. Going to the capital is like gilding themselves.

Whether now or ten years later, parents in Bingcheng have this mentality.

The girl's name is Han Weiwei. She studied finance at Bingcheng College and just joined Bingcheng Bank this year.

Su Mo also briefly introduced himself, saying that he was a recent graduate, without mentioning the school he went to, and that they had just met, so there was no need to get too fancy.

After chatting for a while, Su Mo also got to know Tang Ming.

It was just like what Shi Qiang said, a straight man, but he had very high standards. Shi Qiang said Han Weiwei was pretty, but he curled his lips at the first sight: "Too ordinary, far worse than my sister."

Su Mo also looked at Han Weiwei who was not far away. She had the image of an urban beauty, with an appearance of 70+. It seemed that Tang Ming's sister was indeed very beautiful.

But Shi Qiang didn't quite believe it. "You're just bragging unless you provide evidence."

Tang Ming was immediately dissatisfied and took out his phone. Just as he was about to check the video, he suddenly looked at Su Mo and Shi Qiang who were approaching him with caution: "What are you two planning to do? Are you planning to take advantage of my sister?"

Shi Qiang was a little anxious: "You can't take it out, right? Everyone can brag!"

Tang Ming rolled his eyes and found a video to show Su Mo and the others.

Su Mo took a look over and almost spit out something.

The video was a remake. The content should be a disc shot by a camera, played on a TV with a DVD player, and then filmed again with a mobile phone.

The TV screen showed a pretty little girl with pigtails and a little skirt. She looked about four years old and had delicate eyebrows and eyes, like a porcelain doll.

The little girl said to the camera a little shyly: "I don't like Barbie. Barbie is too weak. My favorite...um...um...is Ultraman."

As she spoke, she made the sign of a cross with her arms crossed, muttering, "I can't fall down, because behind me are the lights of thousands of homes!"

"Hahahaha!"

Shi Qiang smiled and took a selfie of his thigh: "Is this your sister? She's so pretty and fun. How old is she? Can you hold her over so I can see her?"

Tang Ming put away his phone proudly: "Dream on, this is a photo of my sister when she was a child. Seeing how lecherous you two are, I won't let you see her now."

Shi Qiang continued to mutter something, Su Mo did not say anything, but for some reason, he always felt that this little girl looked familiar?

I just couldn't remember it at the moment, so I had to give up.

After a few people got to know each other, Tang Ming created a WeChat group with the name "Future Car God".

He added Su Mo, Shi Qiang and Han Weiwei to the group, and he was the group leader.

"I'm a good driver, so I'll definitely be assigned by the coach to drive you. If we have anything to talk about in the future, just talk to the group."

After saying that, he also sent out a red envelope, a total of three envelopes of 60 yuan each, and Su Mo grabbed more than yuan.

Han Weiwei also snatched more than thirty yuan, while Shi Qiang only got more than one yuan, and he was very angry.

Tang Ming was very happy, and Su Mo also got to know this person better. He was a rich kid with a competitive spirit.

Time passed as a few people chatted, and the coach's teaching was paused.

Generally speaking, what you learn on the first day of driving school is some theoretical knowledge. However, each driving school and each instructor teaches differently, but basically no actual driving is taught.

The instructor took the students to familiarize themselves with the structure and components of the vehicle, all of which were basic, such as the steering wheel, accelerator, clutch, gears, dashboard, etc.

While they were talking, two groups in front had already finished their study and the coach was taking a cigarette break.

Tang Ming looked a little impatient: "This is only the second group. When will it be our turn? We are hungry."

Shi Qiang and Han Weiwei were also getting a little anxious waiting, but they couldn't pass by others.

Su Mo stood up and walked over leisurely.

The coach took a look at Su Mo and felt that this kid should be in good condition, so he politely asked, "Little brother, what's the matter?"

Su Mo took the black plastic bag he always carried with him and sat next to the coach in a familiar manner. He glanced at the cigarette in the coach's hand, which was Furong King, with a retail price of 30 yuan a box.

He smiled and said, "I have a craving for a cigarette. Coach, give me one."

"Haha, OK."

The coach casually threw a cigarette to Su Mo and handed him a lighter, and Su Mo lit it himself.

Don’t think that it’s a bad thing for Su Mo to ask for a cigarette. In fact, no matter in the south or the north, smokers are always easy to get along with. Just a cigarette can bring them closer and make them feel more comfortable.

Su Mo had smoked before, but he didn't have much of an addiction to it. He was the type who could do with or without smoking.

But in the dream, he should have been smoking when he was working as a salesperson, and he felt a sense of familiarity when he held the cigarette in his mouth.

After taking a few puffs, Su Mo casually asked, "Coach's last name is Wang?"

"Yes, just call me Brother Wang."

Su Mo casually opened the bag, took out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes from it, and pushed it in front of the coach.

　There is another update today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)