The duration of the postgraduate political training course was not long, and it ended after more than a week. Maybe it's because I've developed a habit in the past three years, and when I return to the dormitory, I forget all about the content of the class and immediately devote myself to the Internet and games, so those days of training are more like a relaxation outside the computer world for me and Lao Zhao.

With the end of the training, learning to drive was put on the agenda again, and even if we were reluctant, we still had to run to the driving school every day. The coaches' faces were still not good-looking, but we still had to accompany the smiling faces against our will, and let them book the test for us as much as possible, so that we could go to the official road nine exams. Maybe our luck is really bad, although other projects have been practiced very skilled, but every time is a continuous obstacle on the project of the fork, plus the summer vacation learning to drive a lot of people, resulting in the two of us can not pass the driving school test, many with us to learn to drive has been changed batch after batch, I found that this driver's license test is purely a luck, luck through the test to draw an undulating road, that is the same as eating chicken when appearing in the destiny circle. It's a pity that Lao Zhao and I don't have such a good destiny, so we can only continue to sit on the rail transit every day, going back and forth between school and driving school.

Although it was already the summer vacation of our junior year, the college still assigned us summer homework and asked us to make a summer investigation report, which was not limited in scope. What I'm most afraid of is that this range is not limited, maybe this is the "no trick to win" in martial arts. If the opponent makes a move, we can still resolve it according to the trick, and if the opponent does not move, we will not find a flaw. Therefore, although I have already received this "main quest" during the holidays, I have not taken action for a long time, if it were not for the fact that the summer vacation of our school is only more than a month in total, I would definitely have stayed up for a few more days.

Social research requires questionnaires and survey respondents, and it is not difficult for me to make a questionnaire. But unfortunately, talking to strangers is the last thing I want to do, and if I want to really have some survey results, I need to send out at least 100 questionnaires. At that time, there was no WeChat applet, at most I went to a professional website to make a web version of the questionnaire, but I still had to communicate with others. So I alone will definitely not be able to complete this work, I once wanted to find Lao Zhao to do this work together, but Lao Zhao doesn't seem to care about this homework, I think that few people in the whole major will really do this thing, it is better to go to the Internet before the start of school to "ask for help". That's why I've been thinking about doing a social survey that doesn't require human interaction, and it's best to omit the questionnaire.

After another year of development, the driving school has derived a complete ecological chain: not only there are places for practice, tests and exams, but also rest areas, canteens and shops that are open to the public, and other living facilities, as long as you want, you can stay here all day. Lao Zhao and I are naturally unwilling, even if it is good outside, it is not as free as the dormitory, and every day as long as the task is completed, we will walk out of the door as soon as possible. And outside the gate is also very different from a year ago, the black car business has developed very maturely, not only taxis, small tutuan, private cars, sometimes there will be a few coaches in the hidden corners to secretly carry passengers. Regarding the charge for passengers, the "market" has also been unified, which can be regarded as saving everyone the trouble of "shopping around". After all, Lao Zhao and I are only students, and if we have no last resort, we will still choose to walk to the station, and we both feel that we have spent enough money on the driver's license test.

There are all kinds of private cars parked in front of the driving school, and in addition to some black cars, it is estimated that some of them are here to pick up and drop off their relatives and friends who are learning to drive. For the sake of convenience, these private cars even blocked the main road, and pedestrians could only pass through the cracks. Lao Zhao and I responded to the warm greetings of the roadside drivers with expressionless faces, bypassing the cars, but inevitably we would always meet a few head-on.

"Dude, do you want to get on the light rail station?"

"Brother, get in the car and go! 3 yuan per person! ”

"Come on, brother, it's cool in the car!"

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Ignoring the enthusiasm of the black car driver made me inexplicably ashamed, and I made a moral kidnapping for myself, and I didn't dare to make any eye contact with them, for fear that they would target me at a glance. Once targeted, I basically fell. I don't know why they like to target me, because I've been fooled a lot since I was a child.

I remember one weekend in junior high school, I came out of buying a tutorial book from Xinhua Bookstore and saw some people at the intersection selling a new cosmetic product to passers-by. I didn't really care about it at the time, I didn't need it myself, and I didn't have much money, so I walked straight past them. I shouldn't, just because I glanced at one of the salesmen in the crowd, and he happened to make eye contact with me, I was completely targeted! He quickly leaned over to me, forcibly sold me a set of skincare products, and kept playing the family card with me, telling me to go home and honor my mother. I had a little money left over from my pocket to buy study materials, and of course I rejected him on the grounds that it was too expensive. Then he said it was for free, and I was really naïve at the time, and as soon as I heard that it was free, I took the bag and wanted to leave. I didn't expect that it was only the giveaway inside, so I immediately returned it to them. However, the city routine is deep, it is easy to take it over, but it is difficult to go back. The salesman actually called their manager over, and the two of them kept pouring me ecstasy soup, sending things and spitting bitter water. In the end, I still couldn't resist their "obscenity" and paid for it. I didn't dare to use this kind of street skin care products, but I was reluctant to throw them away, so when I got home, I stuffed my things into the back of the cabinet, afraid that my mother would know that she was spending money again.

Later, when I was in high school, I was waiting for a bus on the side of the road. From a distance, I saw a man dressed as a monk "preaching", anyway, the car hasn't come yet, so I should watch the excitement. The "monk" was about to look for the next target after being rejected by a passerby, but it turned out that there were many people around him, so he walked over to me in the distance!

"Amitabha, hello donor!"

"Hello Master." At this point I had a sense of foreboding.

"I see that you are kind and kind-eyed, and you have a relationship with the Buddha, and I have a Buddha card here that I want to give to the donor." After saying that, he took out a golden Buddha card from his cloth bag. I glanced at it and felt like it was in the Yiwu small commodity market, but I didn't know that he had a backhand, so I took the Buddhist card. Unexpectedly, he took out a notebook from the cloth bag next, and then asked me to donate sesame oil money.

This time, I knew why the passers-by had rejected him, so I hurriedly returned the amulet to him.

"Donor, this amulet has been associated with you, and it is not already. You should donate a little, and the Buddha will bless you. After saying that, he opened the bookkeeping book, which was kind of a means for me to hurry up and pay the money. I glanced at the other people's amounts ranging from 50 to 100 in the notebook, and I naively thought that those people were real.

The "monks" constantly kidnapped me morally, and even threatened me with "the Buddha is unhappy". As a glorious member of the Communist Youth League, I should have been firm in materialism, but I was always shaken by inexplicable shame, and finally paid 20 yuan to become a real "benefactor". Later, after going through a lot of things, I realized that this "monk" was purely a liar!

I lowered my head as much as I could to avoid the "enthusiastic gaze" of the black car drivers, and walked briskly towards the rail transit station. There were a few cars blocking the way in front of me and were reversing, so I didn't pay attention for a while and loaded it head-on, but fortunately, Lao Zhao on the side pulled me. When I was in a panic, I looked at the back of the car just now, and the words "nuclear bomb rear, keep the distance" were pasted on it, and I smiled inwardly, which was considered to alleviate the previous state of panic. I looked at the slogans on the back of the other cars, and found that they were different, and some of them were quite funny, and an idea was born in my head.

In the next few days, I would collect the tail slogans of various cars when I usually went out, but I soon found that the work efficiency was very low, the results were slow, and the content of many slogans was the same, which was very unfavorable for the final investigation and analysis. As the days passed, I became anxious again, and finally had to bow my head to the Internet, and even later investigations and analyses basically quoted the views on the Internet and the achievements of predecessors, in other words: copy!

Although the social survey was successfully completed in the end, this behavior made me feel sorry for my professional teacher and decided not to do it again next time. However, it turns out that it smells so good!