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On the spacious Second Ring Road, Jiang Yichen slowly recalled the learning courses in the driving school, and after a while, the operation movements that seemed stiff at the beginning gradually became smoother. The driving of automatic transmission is actually very simple, to change to the previous manual transmission car, the novice on the road alone has to adapt to a while.

He was in a better mood when he was driving, because it was a new experience.

Driving on land feels very different from driving a speedboat in the sea, and the references are different. For example, the same speed of 50 kilometers per hour is very slow for a car, but if it is docked on a speedboat, it is almost a flying speed.

However, there are many rules for driving a car, various traffic rules are restricted, and the road conditions are also complicated, and there is no unrestrained refreshment on the sea, which is also a helpless thing.

Qingqing stretched out her hand to open the CD, and suddenly, light music floated out, flowing everywhere in the carriage, and the sound effect of the eight-speaker surround sound was also excellent.

Qingqing listened for a while, tried to change into the USB flash drive that came with her, and suddenly, a strange female voice came out:

"Kim... Hoop sticks... Stick Rigri Stick ...... Stick Rigri Stick... Ahaha... Ahaha..."

Hearing this, Jiang Yichen's hairs suddenly stood up, and goosebumps broke out.

"What song is this?"

"I don't know this, the most popular "Golden Hoop Stick" now, about the Monkey King Sun Wukong, it's fun. Hee-hee. Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"This is Monkey King? I look like I'm crazy. One for the other. Jiang Yichen's ears couldn't stand it, and hurriedly urged.

"It's corny." Qingqing muttered, and reluctantly pressed the button to dance a song.

"What the hell is this?" Jiang Yichen listened to the lyrics, which seemed to be related to the legend of the White Snake. But the tune is still ugly.

"This song is called "Fahai, You Don't Know Love", which is about the white lady accusing Monk Fahai of not letting her be with her husband Xu Xian, which is very bleak." Qingqing patiently illiteracy.

"What a mess, if the White Lady is really this virtuous, I resolutely support Comrade Fahai's righteous actions. Suppress her under the Leifeng Tower, and she will never be able to turn over. It's off, it's off. Jiang Yichen ordered impatiently.

Qingqing had no choice but to do so, take out the USB flash drive and put it away.

Jiang Yichen felt the need to correct the little girl's musical aesthetics, so he attacked the contemporary pop music industry.

To say that most of the pop songs nowadays are unbearable, far worse than the old songs of the eighties and nineties. The song has no sense of melody, and the lyrics are vulgar and vulgar, and they don't rhyme. What kind of goods are the so-called composers? The title and education are one race and one high. This professor and that famous musician touted each other to carry a sedan chair. The song is similar to the noise, and it is more difficult to find a good one than to pan for gold in the sand.

In addition, the singer is not good, his singing skills are not good, and he has no heart to hone it. Just holding back the funny and funny things to fight out of the position, and the beautiful name is to reflect the personality.

The reason why he can't make a good tune is estimated to be because the living conditions are too good, and the fat blocks the brain nerves, causing poor thinking and lack of emotion. It stands to reason that they should be sent to the bottom of society to live a hard life. Experience life, such as setting up a stall in an underpass or other place, playing musical instruments, singing and begging.

"That's too much, when Hanako is hungry and cold, where do you still have the heart to make music?" Qingqing obviously found it incredible.

"Why not, there are also great musicians in Hanako. For example, A Bing during the Republic of China was purely illiterate and did not have any diploma titles. When I was young, I unfortunately had an eye disease and had no money to treat it. Blind. Leaning on the street to pull erhu lines to beg for a living, life is miserable. But people have a sense of life, and their brains have also been enlightened, and later they made the folk music classic "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", which has been circulated at home and abroad and has endured. So far, it is still regarded as a treasure by a group of senior professors and doctoral supervisors in the conservatory who can't make any good tunes, as a fixed teaching content and research topic to earn students' money. Jiang Yichen explained eloquently.

Qingqing listened to Jiang Yichen's words. Unexpectedly, a senior professor and doctoral supervisor went to study the music works of a blind man named Hanako, which made her mind a little unable to turn at this time. So he frowned and pondered for a while. Still incomprehensible, and never able to associate the classic music with the dirty beggars on the streets.

"Okay, this thing is too deep, I will slowly understand it later. We're going back to our hometown in a few days, and we happen to have a car now, so you should think about what New Year's goods to bring back first. Jiang Yichen reminded.

"Okay, I'm going to buy a coat for both my parents. Well, besides, I'm going to take all the things that are distributed in the store with me. Qingqing turned back to her mind and began to sum up the things of the New Year.

"By the way, there is one more thing, my dad said, this year I will invite my aunt and uncle to the city to celebrate the New Year, and everyone will be lively together." Jiang Yichen continued.

"Ah, that's great, Mom and Dad haven't been in town for years." Qingqing was very happy to hear the news.

This time, you can spend the New Year in Puheng County, there are temple fairs and lion dance parades in the county, which is much more fun than in the countryside.

Jiang Yichen explained the specific itinerary again, when the time comes, the four of them will go together, after arriving in Puheng County, they will rest at home for one night, and then drive to the countryside to Mopanzi Village, send Xizi and them to the station, and then pick up their aunt and uncle in the car and return to the county seat.

"Brother Chenzi, you don't have to go to the village. Just let me drive over and pick up my parents. Qingqing hurriedly asked.

A girl drove back to the village in a car, and thought about how majestic it must be. I'm afraid this is the first time in the history of Mopanzi Village. Zhun Bao surprised the villagers.

"Can you? It's not a good way to walk over there. If you get a puncture in the middle of the road, you won't change it. Jiang Yichen questioned.

"Isn't there still Xizi and Shi Suo'er in the car, let them help. If the car accidentally gets stuck in a pit, let them push it, and they can't ride in the car for nothing anyway. Qingqing still insisted, not wanting to let go of this opportunity to be in the limelight.

"Then, you have to practice hard these days, and then get familiar with the car conditions." Jiang Yichen also understood the little girl's thoughts, so he slowed down the car and found a place to stop on the side of the road, and then the two switched places, with Qingqing as the driver.

Qingqing took a deep breath, nervous and excited, after all, this road driving is very different from the school's training venue.

Jiang Yichen was on the side to take care of her and correct her irregular movements.

It turns out that although Qingqing is not very good at female popularity, literary aesthetics, etc., she is really fast in learning driving skills, and the car feels good. When I was in driving school, I was praised by the coach several times, which made other female students in the same group who were often scolded envious, jealous and hateful.

It didn't take long for Qingqing to start feeling handy, these 300,000 cars are sensitive and light to operate, far from being comparable to the old cars of the driving school.

Jiang Yichen saw that she was driving quite well, so he stopped pointing and put the back of the passenger seat back, lying half-lying, with his hands crossed on his chest, which was really comfortable.

In addition to the excitement, Qingqing's courage also became bigger. Not only speed up, but also in the traffic flow of continuous parallel traffic stopper overtaking, weaving around.

Annoyed by the overtaking driver, she honked her horn in protest, making her giggle and her face flushed.

"Slow down, slow down. I won't let you open it like this. Jiang Yichen hurriedly sat up and gave a warning. This is not careful, Brother Qing'er's wildness has flare up again.

"Okay, okay, people can't practice their overtaking skills." Qingqing pouted, but still kept the driving route down.

Who knew that it had just been steadily opened for a while. Woo, a motorcycle suddenly passed by, and the speed was very fast. Almost clinging to the left side of the Tiguan, it crossed to the front.

Qingqing was caught off guard and was taken aback.

To see clearly, it turned out that the front was a high-power unbranded motorcycle, and on the back seat of the car sat a slender young woman wearing a helmet and a small leather coat, holding the driver's shoulder with one hand, and raising the other hand high, screaming loudly, and making a "V" shape symbolizing victory on the index and middle fingers.

Qingqing was suddenly furious, and her head leaned out of the half-car window and shouted angrily:

"Don't you want to die?! Little sister. ”

At the same time, he honked the horn a few times and stepped on the accelerator, trying to catch up and teach the guy in front of him a lesson.

"Stop, stop. This is a new car, and we have to run in. Jiang Yichen saw that the little girl was angry, and hurriedly stopped it.

"It's so annoying, I almost rubbed it just now. If I had a dozen steering wheels, they would have to fly out. No wonder people often say that if you want to die quickly, you have to buy a kick. Qingqing complained indignantly and reluctantly slowed down. Anyway, it really shocked her just now, and she was scared to think about it. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he took out a tissue to wipe it.

"Alright, don't bother with the drag racing party. It's all a bunch of little boys and little girls who are full of food and have nothing to do, and their brains are empty and looking for stimulation, and I heard that there are more than a dozen people who dedicate themselves to their ideals every year in the Lingjiang River, and there are even more who lack arms and legs. Let them go. Breathe more calmly, don't drive a fighting car, too much liver fire is not good for the body. Jiang Yichen looked at the back of the arrogant motorcycle that was getting farther and farther away, shook his head and persuaded him.

I don't know why, once this person gets in the car, his temper becomes bigger, and he is easy to get angry when something happens. It is said that this is a common disease, and it is the same for both men and women. It has to be enlightened.

"yes, I see." Qingqing took a deep breath and lowered her feelings.

Next, the two of them drove around the ring road for an afternoon, and it was not until it was close to evening that they drove back to the main store of Dingxiangyuan and parked in the backyard. (To be continued.) )