Chapter Sixty-Seven: It's Not Just a Mess of Plans

At nine o'clock in the evening, Gong Changya had just left, and the temporary heads of each class were still communicating with each other in the office.

Xiao Ye was lying on the bed, thinking about how to intercede with Gong Changya tomorrow. This matter can't be rushed, push it back a little, and his little life will be gone!

Jingle Bell ......

As soon as the magic machine Nokia sounded, the entire office, inside and outside, fell silent. Who doesn't know such a classic ringtone? Except for Assistant Xiao, who still uses such an old-fashioned ringtone?

"Hey, I'm Xiao Ye, who are you?"

"Huh? Coach Zhang? Oh, I'm sorry, I've had a lot of things going on in the past two days, and I've been looking at the wound and haven't been able to learn to drive......"

"I've messed up my driving school's training program? I'm sorry about this......"

"Okay, okay, I'll go tomorrow, I'll go ......"

Hanging up the phone, Xiao Ye turned over and thought about the driving school, tomorrow must pass, otherwise it will really cost thousands of oceans in vain!

"Assistant Xiao, you didn't sleep, did you?" Through the cupboard, Liu Juan's voice came from outside, "I heard Song Jiajia say that you have been to the hospital to see her in the past two days, is she okay now?" When we asked her yesterday, she said she was fine, how could she be okay if she broke her arm? ”

"Oh, she, now that she's had surgery, she'll recover soon, so you don't have to worry." Xiao Ye said and walked outside.

There are few people in the outer room now, and the two temporary liaisons, Liu Juan and Li Xingwu, and the four temporary leaders, seem to be from the art class.

At the beginning, the Chinese College did not have art classes, and simply developed majors related to Chinese, but later, according to the needs of the school, some unpopular majors were cut, and the original advertising major and broadcasting major were all classified into the Chinese Department, and the current Chinese Department has existed in name only. Although the name is still Chinese, it can be seen from this class of freshmen that the future of Chinese is very bleak.

A total of nearly 400 students were enrolled, and nearly 300 students with art backgrounds alone accounted for nearly 300, nearly three-quarters. For example, Li Xingwu, he was admitted by studying art.

This is also one of the reasons why Secretary Zhang is bent on arranging a counselor assistant in the new campus. Most of the students who study art have a relatively flamboyant personality and are not easy to manage! If only Gong Changya, a newly graduated college student, is in charge here, what kind of management can be done, Secretary Zhang and Teacher Kong are not at ease!

"How is it, has the military training been very hard recently?"

"It's okay, I can bear it, I used to receive military training in junior high and high school, but now I feel that the military training in college is not very good, and I can't even touch a gun." Li Xingwu pursed his lips, and his words were not only neither arrogant nor humble, but even a little domineering.

"As a secondary university, don't think about it when you touch a gun. How many previous classes of students have never won such an honor, and we are even more impossible. ”

"Do a good job in military training, as the person in charge, you must take the lead, this is an advantage that other students do not have, and you will ...... in the future"

"Well, excuse me, Assistant Xiao, I still have something to do at school, I'll leave first. You speak slowly......"

Li Xingwu got up from the office chair, the chair moved back with a prickly friction sound, he pressed his hands on the desk, stood up straight, turned around and walked towards the door, not giving Xiao Ye any face at all.

"Uh...... In the future, when you run for student cadres and run for student union, these are powerful capitals! Liu Juan, do you have anything else to do? If not, go back to rest early, pay attention to the dynamics of your classmates at any time, and ensure that there are no other safety accidents during military training. ”

"Knowing Assistant Xiao, then let's go......" Several people said goodbye to Xiao Ye with a smile, and then disappeared into the office.

Xiao Ye, who was left confused, couldn't figure it out, this Li Xingwu seems to be a little aimed at me?

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, Xiao Ye was once again pulled up from his sleep by the alarm clock on the god machine.

Sitting up from the bed, Xiao Ye felt that something was wrong!

The whole right leg is extremely sore, lift the blanket to take a look, rub, this right leg is thicker than the left leg!

Thinking that he had kicked the merit box in his mind last night, Xiao Ye's face was still a bitter smile in addition to a bitter smile.

When I kicked at that time, there was indeed a sense of pain, although Xiao Ye was a conscious body at that time, but he still felt the pain, and he didn't expect that when he woke up, his whole leg was swollen.

The merit box is more grudge than himself!

After washing, he dragged his two completely asymmetrical legs out of the house.

The whole campus is silent. The white belly of the fish in the east has shone, and the stars in the west have long since disappeared. The yellow leaves of the sycamore either hang on the trees, float in the air, or sleep on the ground. The majestic wind blows lightly, which can make people's spirits shock! In the morning, around sunrise, the temperature is the lowest of the day, but it has a taste of autumn.

Some gloomy, some surprised. Xiao Ye likes this kind of autumn a little, the weather is gradually no longer hot, but it is not cold, the most important thing is to have a merit box, although every day is worrying, but it is very fulfilling.

After eating breakfast from the entrance of the affiliated hospital, Xiao Ye went in to visit Old Man Yan. This time it was not the little nurse Wang Fang on duty, but when Xiao Ye reported her name, she was still very interested in letting her go.

After doing it for a while, I came out of the hospital and got on the bus to go to the driving school.

The feeling of the two legs is very different, one is that the pants feel just right, and the other is that the pants feel a little thin! One felt comfortable, the other was sore, and I wanted to find Wang Fang to get some medicine, after all, it was better to have acquaintances in the hospital, but it turned out that Wang Fang was not on duty today, and he didn't have the idea of looking for a doctor to see.

Hurry up and learn to drive, after learning to drive, it's only five o'clock in the afternoon, it's time to get off work, go to Gong Changya's house to sit, come to apologize, this is sincere enough, I think she should let herself go!

Coach Zhang Feng didn't give Xiao Ye a good look, where are the burns on Xiao Ye's face? How can a burn get better so quickly? Even if it can be healed, it won't leave even a little scar, right?

He had a feeling of being deceived.

Huanhu Road is the place to get on the bus and run three kilometers! It is also a compulsory subject arranged by the driving school for students to learn to drive at the beginning. In addition to knowing some basic knowledge on the first day, where did Xiao Ye learn to drive? As soon as I got in the car, I was yelled at by the coach, what seat belt you don't know how to fasten, what seat you can't adjust, what you don't know how to watch the road......

After staggering on the highway twice, Xiao Ye found some new tricks, and finally had a little bit of a look, but compared with Liu Defei, who signed up at the same time, his skills were indeed much worse.

This time, Xiao Ye started from the starting point, and after starting slowly, the speed gradually increased. Forty, sixty, eighty! Coach Zhang Feng didn't squeak when he sat in the co-pilot, but his face became worse and worse as Xiao Ye's speed became faster and faster.

There is an arch bridge in front, the slope is not large, and behind the bridge is a sharp turn, Xiao Ye drove from the opposite side the first two times, this is the first time to make a sharp turn!

The speed does not slow, and it rushes towards the corner!

Thorn ...... The front and rear wheels passed through the yellow two-way dividing line in the middle of the road in no particular order, and hit the opposite street lamp!

Xiao Ye's direction was killed, and before he could release the accelerator, Zhang Feng stepped on it with one kick!

There is also a brake in front of the passenger seat of the coach! The car immediately suffocated, but the speed did not decrease much, Xiao Ye's right foot was still on the accelerator, although the car had been suffocated, but downhill and inertia, it was impossible to brake immediately!

Because the direction has been killed, the rear of the car floated up all of a sudden!

Xiao Ye's only feeling is that it is really not easy for the racers in the movie to play drifting! I didn't feel scared at all, I just had my blood boiling and I was excited.

Liu Defei, who was sitting in the back seat, was napping, he was exercising in addition to playing games recently, although he did not reduce his rest, but the time of sleep was adjusted a lot, he was not hypnotized by Xiao Ye before, he always slept until eleven o'clock in the morning before eating, and now he is learning to drive, he has to get up early, and he has no time to sleep back, so the spirit in the morning is always not enough.

Liu Defei only felt that his body seemed to float, and the little girl sitting in the middle pushed him, and then his head was not sober, so he hit his head on the car window glass, and after the glass was shattered, he really woke up! When I looked up, I saw a street light pole rushing towards the car!

The body tilted outward, and finally stopped. Zhang Feng's face was darker than asphalt!

Through the rearview mirror, Xiao Ye saw two clear black brake marks four or five meters long on the road, and he felt a little afraid, and cold sweat was squeezed out of the sweat pores on his head in an instant!

"Hiss......" Liu Defei picked up his hand and saw that it was full of blood! The head is broken!

"Are you looking for death? If you want to die, you don't have to drag us to die! These four or five people are in your car! Zhang Feng pulled down the car key, pushed the co-pilot away, and walked towards the other side of the car while roaring angrily!

Xiao Ye was buzzing in his mind, he was obviously driving very well, why did he let you step on him to death? In the end, it became mine, isn't it, that's too unreasonable, right?

Zhang Feng walked to the other side of the car, the left rear wheel of the coach car had dried up, and it was obvious that it was a flat tire!

"Get the hell out of here! And the face to sit on it! Pulling open the driver's door, leading Xiao Ye's neck to lift Xiao Ye out of the driver's seat, Liu Defei and the other two girls were also silent at this time, and hurriedly got out of the car, not even daring to say a word!

"Are you alright?" Coach Zhang Feng only found out at this time that blood droplets kept falling between Liu Defei's fingers covering his head, and he didn't care about Xiao Ye, so he hurriedly walked to Liu Defei's side and made a phone call while asking.

"Hey, Lao Chen, I'm Lao Zhang, and I'm on the road around the lake. One of the trainees was injured and needs to be taken to the hospital......"

"My car...... I almost got killed! What kind of car to return the car...... Without further ado, just come over here! Zhang Feng's tone was very unkind, but Xiao Ye knew that this unkindness was not for that Coach Chen, but for him!

"Say, what should I do? This tire is more than 400, plus the driving school fine, a total of 1,002, how do you come up with this money? Hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng glared at Xiao Ye fiercely, and then said angrily, "This money driving school will definitely not reimburse, and I will definitely not pay it!" Also, how to pay for Liu Defei's medical expenses, the four of you can discuss it! ”

After speaking, Zhang Feng walked to the side and took out a pack of cigarettes from his clothes, he didn't smoke, he just carried it for people. But this time he sat on the curb and smoked......

"Coach......" Xiao Ye shouted softly very cautiously.

"Get out! I don't want to see you! Who's your coach! Zhang Feng smashed Xiao Ye with the freshly lit cigarette, and the fire in his words could be heard by deaf people!