When we returned to the driving school, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Coach Xian had not come back yet. Zhao Xiaohan, Erzi and Fang Yuan were sitting on the steps and chatting without saying a word. Most of the time, Fang Yuan was chatting endlessly, Zhao Xiaohan was listening carefully, while Erzi didn't know what he was thinking, and he looked like he was running around.

After about half an hour, Coach Xian drove the Santana and rushed over. He did not slow down at all while coming. He fell into the reversing space with the fastest speed. Then he opened the car door and walked out. He looked at Zhao Xiaohan and the other two and smiled and said, "When the three of you practiced to this point, you can take the exam."

When they heard Coach Xian's words, all three were stunned and then smiled bitterly. It would be a cold of three feet a day. If they wanted to practice to this level, they would probably not be able to do it overnight. If they really had to practice to take the exam with this level of proficiency, they would probably not have to want to get a driver's license this year.

While there were no one else, the three of them started practicing driving one by one. After a while, the old man and the old lady finally walked over slowly. It was obvious that the two old men had a good relationship. They were smiling and talking to each other while walking. When they came to Coach Xian, they first greeted Coach Xian politely, and then moved out a stool and sat aside and waited.

When I really got up, time passed quickly. Before I knew it, an afternoon was almost over. Of course, during this period, Zhao Xiaohan and his men were scolded by Coach Xian again, but everyone seemed to have been accustomed to Coach Xian's mean tone, and most of them were not angry.

"Well, what Xiaohan's? You've practiced well. Let's continue practicing driving tomorrow." When it was almost over, Coach Xian suddenly stood up and said this to Zhao Xiaohan. Hearing Coach Xian's words, Zhao Xiaohan nodded and said, "Okay, no problem."

Seeing Zhao Xiaohan nodding, Coach Xian pondered for a while and continued, "Go back and think about it more. I have been practicing for a day today. You should have roughly understood a little. As long as you practice this inverted database, the next few items are not a problem at all. Therefore, the most critical level in Subject 2 is this level. By the way, you can go back and take a good look at this theoretical knowledge. I plan to arrange for you to take Subject 1 in a few days."

"Thank you, Coach Xian." Zhao Xiaohan nodded and thanked. Generally speaking, it is impossible to take exams so quickly in other driving schools. Even no matter how fast they are, they will deliberately suppress your time and let you stay in the driving school for a while. Some coaches even use the exam time to threaten students to ask for red envelopes. This kind of atmosphere is no longer surprising in driving schools, so when they hear Coach Xian's words, Zhao Xiaohan naturally felt a sense of gratitude.

"No need to thank me, Agou has already said hello to me. If I deliberately delay you, I am afraid that Agou will be angry with me." Coach Xian smiled and turned his head to stop looking at Zhao Xiaohan. When he heard Coach Xian mention Agou, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly realized that it was Agou's face that played a role, but no matter who it depends on, as long as he can get his driver's license earlier, Zhao Xiaohan will be satisfied.

When they left the driving school, Fang Yuan and Zhao Xiaohan went to take the bus, and the others went home. Most of them were not too far from here. When they reached the bus stop sign, Fang Yuan suddenly raised her head and looked at Zhao Xiaohan curiously and said, "Hey, Xiaohan, have you practiced martial arts before? Otherwise, how could you be so powerful? Where did you learn martial arts? Is it Shaolin Temple?"

Listening to Fang Yuan’s question like a curious baby, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and shook his head and said, “I have never learned martial arts, nor are I from Shaolin Temple. Haven’t you seen me with hair? How could it be a big bald monk?”

"Uh, who said that Shaolin Temple must have bald heads? Aren't some people able to practice with their hair? Moreover, there are monks and lay disciples." Fang Yuan curled her lips and continued to say. After hearing Fang Yuan's words, Zhao Xiaohan nodded with a smile and said, "Well, it seems that you still know Shaolin Temple very well."

"That's a must. I was particularly interested in Shaolin Temple. I don't know how many movies I have watched. My biggest dream is to go to Henan and then go to Shaolin Temple in Songshan to see it." As he said, a longing application appeared on Fang Yuan's face. Seeing Fang Yuan's expression, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and said, "The Shaolin Temple is no longer the Buddhist holy place in the past. Many attractions are no longer visible, and it is becoming more and more commercial. There are no more Shaolin Temple, which makes people feel pure and greedy. Now if you want to go to Shaolin Temple, you will buy a ticket first, and then want to visit other places and continue to buy tickets. In order to cater to tourists, many monks have begun to go out to pick up customers. How much appreciation value do you think is this commercial Shaolin Temple?"

"Hey, you said you are not from Shaolin Temple?" When he heard Zhao Xiaohan's words, Fang Yuan seemed to have caught Zhao Xiaohan's little tail, and said with a cramped smile: "Why are you not from Shaolin Temple so clear about Shaolin Temple?"

"I've been there a long time ago." Zhao Xiaohan took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and took a sip and said, "It's a pity that I'm very disappointed. I can't see the tranquility of the Buddhist holy land. Instead, it's as lively as a vegetable market. In such a place, can those people calm down and feel the world?"

"I want to go and have a look." After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Fang Yuan still did not change her original intention. Zhao Xiaohan nodded. Many times, it may not be true if you hear it, but what you see must be true. Whether Fang Yuan believes in his words or not, this is his heartfelt words.

A few minutes later, the bus arrived. The two of them were on the same bus. On the bus, Zhao Xiaohan bought a ticket for her. Fang Yuan was quite embarrassed, but Zhao Xiaohan didn't care about that much. She walked to the corner at the end and sat down, turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window.

"How about I treat you tonight. You treat me to lunch today and I treat you tonight. How about it?" Seeing that Zhao Xiaohan didn't say a word, Fang Yuan spoke again.

"No need, I have something else to do tonight." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head. He had to take a good look at the theoretical knowledge when he went home tonight and strive to get a full grasp. Once the subject was passed, he didn't expect that if he failed the exam, he would feel a little bad.

"Oh, then another day." Seeing that Zhao Xiaohan was not very interested, Fang Yuan said no longer and sat on the bus. Zhao Xiaohan slowly closed his eyes and began to plan his own things tonight and the arrangements for the next few days in his head. He is now used to planning what he needs to do every day in advance.

An hour later, when they arrived at the place, Zhao Xiaohan and Fang Yuan said some of them and returned home. Then they took a hot bath, soaked a bowl of instant noodles and started sitting in the living room to read the theoretical knowledge distributed by the driving school. When they saw it, they kept seeing it at twelve o'clock in the evening. They raised their heads and rubbed their eyes. Zhao Xiaohan then woke up. It turned out that they had been watching for so long before they knew it.

However, after reading this book, Zhao Xiaohan has roughly gained a certain understanding of traffic rules. Since his superpower level has been improved again, his memory has become particularly strong. Basically, he will never forget anything he has read. He only spent a few hours reading this book, and now he can remember it in a slight way.

Zhao Xiaohan smiled and rubbed his temples. This superpower is a bit too perverted, right? Every upgrade can allow him to experience a new realm, and every time it can bring him new surprises. If this continues, what will it become perverted when he reaches level A in the future? Please forgive Zhao Xiaohan for using the word pervert to describe his superpower, but he really can't find more appropriate words to describe this superpower. It's really, it's too perverted.

After a slept peacefully, Zhao Xiaohan woke up early the next morning, but it was not that he was willing to wake up, but that he really had no choice but to wake up. It was only after five o'clock, but he heard his cell phone shouting in front of his ears.

Hearing this harsh sound, Zhao Xiaohan frowned and answered the phone. A woman with a slightly crying voice came from the opposite side. When he heard this familiar voice, Zhao Xiaohan's anger gradually disappeared because of the clamor, and gradually became awake: "Call me so early, what's the matter with me? By the way, how did you know my mobile phone number?"

He was no longer familiar with the crying of the woman opposite. He had heard this sound for more than a year or two. As for this cry, Zhao Xiaohan only needed to hear a second to react to who it was at any time. So in the first second of hearing the other party's sob, Zhao Xiaohan already knew who the other party was.

"I, I want to tell you something, it is very important to you." After a few minutes, the other party finally stopped crying and his voice gradually became clear.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xiaohan frowned.

"I can't tell clearly on the phone. Do you have time this morning? I want to meet you." The other party did not answer Zhao Xiaohan's question, but instead asked Zhao Xiaohan out. Hearing the woman's voice, Zhao Xiaohan raised his head and looked at Shen Bing's smiling photo. He was about to refuse but nodded again and said, "Where do we meet when we have time?"
Chapter completed!