"Hmm, I'll be right here. ”

A beautiful mobile phone rang, and Ying Hao, who got up from the bed, hung up after answering the phone and saying a word. Then sit on the bed and rub your temples with your hands.

The sequelae left by the hangover made Ying Hao's mind fall into a momentary distraction.

After shaking his head, Ying Hao finally remembered what happened last night.

Under Zhou Minggan's inexplicable kindness, Ying Hao could only thank him with a toast.

Words are the paleest, and Ying Hao also knows that no matter how much he says, it is better to do it directly.

Although it is not clear why Zhou Minggan suddenly showed such kindness to himself, Ying Hao knew that there was no love for no reason in this world, and there was no hate for no reason.

Zhou Minggan was able to say those words yesterday, and he definitely needed to help him do something.

Before Zhou Minggan didn't say anything, he only had to work hard to develop, and he could have enough strength to help Zhou Minggan when he asked Zhou Minggan to help him in the future.

Ying Hao vaguely remembered that after drinking the remaining half of the third glass of liquor in one gulp, he was a little dazed.

Then the three of them left to welcome the guests, took a car themselves, and then did not know how to get home.

couldn't think about it, Ying Hao didn't think about it anymore, and after finding a set of clothes from the wardrobe in the room, he was ready to take a bath. The smell of alcohol on his body made Ying Hao feel nauseous.

Ying Hao, who opened the door, saw Zhang Yaping sitting on a chair in the living room.

"Get up, go wash it first, your dad cooked you porridge in the morning, drink some porridge later." Zhang Yaping looked up at Ying Hao, who was holding the clothes in his hand, and said very plainly.

Ying Hao nodded and walked to the bathroom, and then there was a faint sound of water in the bathroom.

Five minutes later, Ying Hao sat in the living room with a bowl of porridge and began to eat.

Zhang Yaping, who was sitting on the side, looked at Ying Hao, who was eating, and said softly: "Drink less wine in the future, when you came home last night, you scared your father to death." ”

"What's wrong?" Ying Hao asked curiously.

He really couldn't remember how he got home last night, only that he stopped a taxi, and he couldn't remember anything else.

Zhang Yaping glared at Ying Hao reproachfully: "The door of the house was knocked on by you, if you weren't talking nonsense, your father wouldn't have seen you lying on the ground at all." ”

A trace of shame flashed on Ying Hao's face, he never thought that he would be so unbearable when he returned home yesterday. And it was in the middle of the night, disturbing Ying Tianshi and their rest.

"You're going to learn to drive today, right? Hurry up and finish eating early, you're going to leave at the end of the month, learn as much as you can." Zhang Yaping knew that Ying Hao was learning to drive, and after saying what she wanted to say, she urged Ying Hao to go to the driving school as soon as possible.

Ying Hao took three sips and made two bites, drank the porridge that was almost cold into his stomach, ran back to the room and took his mobile phone and wallet, and walked outside.

The person who just called him was none other than Wu Wanqing.

It was already past nine o'clock, and they were supposed to go to the driving school at seven o'clock. Wu Wanqing waited left and right at home, and didn't wait for Ying Hao to knock on the door and call her, so she called Ying Hao.

After walking out of the house, Ying Hao first made a call to the bald old Kong, and then knocked on the door of Wu Wanqing's house.

"Why are you so late? If you're not feeling well, don't go today, I'll go by myself. Wu Wanqing, who opened the door, looked at Ying Hao's somewhat depressed demeanor and asked with concern.

Judging from Ying Hao's driving performance yesterday, although Wu Wanqing doesn't know how high Ying Hao's driving level is, she also clearly knows that Ying Hao doesn't need to learn every day.

Wu Wanqing also knew that Ying Hao was following behind, wanting to spend more time with her.

However, looking at Ying Hao's appearance at this time, Wu Wanqing felt that it was better to let Ying Hao rest and rest.

Ying Hao smiled and shook his head: "I drank too much last night, it's fine, just go out and blow the wind." ”

"Oh. Wu Wanqing also knew why Ying Hao was so depressed.

People who have a hangover are indeed in poor spirits.

But as long as you rest for half a day, you can basically recover.

The two walked out of the community side by side, and outside the community, the bald Santana was already parked on the side of the road.

The bald old Kong's car has been chartered by Ying Hao this week, and the only students he wants to teach are Ying Hao and Wu Wanqing. To make it clearer, he only needs to teach Wu Wanqing one person.

Ying Hao and Wu Wanqing lived in a community, and the bald old Kong simply waited for them outside the community.

In fact, if it weren't for Ying Hao's driving level yesterday, the bald old Kong would not have come to wait for them. The main reason why the bald old Kong came to wait for them was that he was curious.

"Drank too much yesterday?" asked Ying Hao as soon as he got into the car, sitting in the driver's seat, and the bald old man wearing sunglasses asked.

Ying Hao glanced at the old man in surprise: "Yes, how do you see it." ”

After walking a few steps in the community, Ying Hao felt much better. At this time, his head was not as painful as when he was woken up by Wu Wanqing's phone, and his throat was not so dry.

The bald old Kong smiled: "I smell it, the smell of alcohol on your body is still a bit strong." I took a shower, but I couldn't completely cover it up. In the future, it is better to drink less bars, it is not safe to drive. ”

Ying Hao nodded and did not speak.

While talking, the bald old Kong had already started the car and drove towards the driving school.

Ten minutes later, Santana stopped at the driving school's training ground.

"How is it, is it okay?" asked the bald old Kong with a smile at Ying Hao, who was sitting in the co-pilot.

"Yes. Ying Hao knew that the bald old Kong was asking him how his skills were, and replied very simply.

Ying Hao is not perfunctory bald old Kong, driving from their community to the driving school at this time is no different from the road conditions he drove from the driving school to the community last night.

The fact that the bald old Kong was able to drive this distance in the same way as him in ten minutes shows that the bald old Kong's skills are still good.

Although yesterday because Wu Wanqing was in the car and there were more people on the road, Ying Hao did not dare to raise the speed to the highest, but Ying Hao also knew that the bald old Kong did not raise the speed to the highest.

Wu Wanqing, who listened to the words between the two of them like dumb riddles, was puzzled for a while, but the bald old Kong didn't give Wu Wanqing a chance to ask, and directly opened the car door and walked down. Ying Hao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, also simply got out of the car and sat in the back.

Wu Wanqing knew that this was for her to go to the driver's seat to practice.

Ying Hao, who sat in the back row, lay directly on the back seat.

Although the wine is almost sober, Ying Hao doesn't mind being able to lie down and rest for a while at this time.

For a whole day, Ying Hao lay in the back seat of Santana with his eyes closed to recuperate, while Wu Wanqing practiced reversing and entering the warehouse tremblingly under the scolding of the bald old Kong.

Regarding the bald old Kong scolding Wu Wanqing, Ying Hao didn't have any ideas.

Judging from the only few words that the bald old Kong told him in the past two days, Ying Hao knew that the bald old Kong was a person with a story.

Moreover, the bald old Kong was strict with Wu Wanqing, and he was also good to Wu Wanqing. Compared with other coaches who explode and curse at every turn, the bald old Kong doesn't know how many times better.

Ying Hao believes that if the bald old Kong also scolds like those coaches, Wu Wanqing will definitely be scolded and crying.

The bald old Kong himself looks fierce and vicious, even if he has been wearing a pair of sunglasses, Ying Hao is sure that the bald old Kong's appearance definitely belongs to that kind of vicious type.

If you explode and curse again, it will be no different from gangsters.

Ying Hao remembered that the coach he was learning to drive at the beginning not only scolded people, but sometimes used his hands. At that time, he was beaten several times.

Although it was not a fight in the real sense, it also made Ying Hao uncomfortable for a long time.

"How's the rest? Can you walk around today?" After looking at the time on PHS, the bald old Kong raised his head and asked Ying Hao, who had already sat up from his seat.

Ying Hao thought for a while: "Look, if you have time, you can sneak around." ”

It was only five o'clock at this time, and Ying Hao was not sure if something would suddenly happen at night. In case it is the same as yesterday, it is useless to say that the bald old Kong will not be able to go by then.

Ying Hao, who often raced before his rebirth, knew very well that drag racing was generally in the middle of the night.

There are few people and few cars late at night, so as long as you find some remote places, you can drive up to two hundred yards.

It's still early, and even if you don't agree, you'll have to wait until the night to go for a walk.

Besides, he doesn't have a car now, it's not his own car, and it's uncomfortable to drive after all.

The bald old Kong smiled when he heard this: "Okay, there is a game in the past two days, if you want to go, call me, and I will pick you up in your community." ”

"What are you talking about?" When the two of them said it yesterday, Wu Wanqing didn't ask, but when she heard the two of them say this today, Wu Wanqing naturally wanted to know what nonsense they were talking about.

What a lap, what a competition, is something she doesn't understand.

Ying Hao was still thinking about whether to tell Wu Wanqing when a motor roar suddenly sounded on the driving school training ground.

Ying Hao, who heard the roar of the motor, raised his head to look outside the car.

I saw that from the gate of the training ground, under the leadership of a red Maserati, a series of ten sports cars drove into the training ground, and their target was their Santana.

Before Ying Hao could speak, he heard the bald old Kong ask, "Looking for you?"

Ying Hao shook his head: "No." ”

"Then sit in the car and don't get down. With that, the bald old man opened the co-pilot's door and walked down.

By the time the bald man went down, a total of eleven sports cars, including the leading Maserati, had surrounded Santana, and two or three people had walked down from each car.

"Brother, what's the matter?" asked the bald old man, looking at the young man who had come down from the Maserati and was embraced by the crowd like the stars holding the moon.

The young man glanced at the old man: "It's nothing to do with you, I'm looking for the woman in your car!"