? In September, the weather turned cold and I decided to get on the bus.
? Deng Haibo, a familiar name from his school days, has only heard his name and never seen him. Too many people in the group mentioned his name, and those friends who had finished subject three kindly called him Lao Deng. So in my impression, he should be an old coach who is nearly 50 years old. There is no doubt that I decided to take his car because his reputation is so good.
Finally, when I first saw him on the day of parting, I was surprised. This is not an old Deng, but a small Deng, in his thirties, tall, handsome and sunny. Hehe, the driving school is full of handsome guys.
When we got on the bus for the first time, he didn't really let us go on the road, but practiced stepping on the clutch, refueling door, braking, shifting gears and the relationship between them in situ, and gradually became proficient.
The next day, I went on my way naively. I still remember my first trip today. If I say the second subject is slow and steady, then the third subject is speed and passion.
The first time I got on the bus, the coach told me to make all the preparations, and I was waiting to hit the road. I put my hand on the handbrake, making the engine hum and my body tremble, but I dare not let go of the brake. He said you could go if there was no danger. I said there was no danger, but I just wouldn't go because I was afraid.
He said,' Go, you can go, don't you know? "
"I'm afraid." I said.
? Seeing my nervous appearance, he began to guide me with the essentials of driving and some experience in a relaxed tone, and sometimes he would make some jokes, which is common for lesbians. Let my nervous mood gradually calm down, and there is no car panic when shifting gears. Well praised for the first time. Excited, I quickly shared my experience with a nurse named Xiong and tried to persuade her to sign up with coach Deng.
? School sister really came.
The second time we got on the bus, we were together. This time, I saw the strongest side of the coach.
That day, I didn't know whether he was in a bad mood or whether we really failed. He shouted all the way, so that several of us students either turned off the engine or slammed on the brakes, causing one of us in the back row to almost fall, while I slammed on the accelerator in neutral, and the car whined and called the police. The nurse's sister was even worse, so she stepped on the accelerator directly as a brake. You can imagine.
? I went to the driving school the next day, and I was scared all the way, like a child who did something wrong. I didn't expect him to be less fierce and his tone was much softer.
Because there is very little rest time, only once a week, and if I meet a coach halfway to take my students to the exam, I won't have a car to practice for a long time. Thinking that what I was afraid of learning would soon be forgotten, I would have to train again next time, so I begged my husband to take me to a remote suburb for an internship.
I was in a hurry when I got on the bus, and suddenly I wouldn't change gears, let alone speed up. On the road full of bends, I kept turning around, and every time I turned a corner, I was asked to turn on the turn signal, so the left and right drivers kept playing, let alone waiting for three seconds to look at the rearview mirror. Turn around several times and almost hit the wall. I am a novice, and I am in a hurry when driving. Being commanded by her husband is even worse. As you can imagine, my mood is extremely chaotic.
At this time, I especially don't miss my coach, and I miss the feeling of practicing driving with him. I'd rather be yelled at by him. His skillful teaching methods and rigorous thinking make our thoughts not chaotic and everything is so orderly. I understand now that his strictness is to make us all qualified drivers in the future and correct every detail so that we can remember and never make the same mistake again.
? Although subject three is still studying, it has not been tested in the end, but I just want to say that there is nothing to worry about following such a coach!