Chapter 1398

Yeva's strong psychological quality and ruling ability on the track are unmatched in the whole racing circle.

The most representative is the race in which she led WZ team to beat GD team, which dominated the racing circle, and reached the peak.

In that difficult to almost tragic race, which had unprecedented tests on psychological quality and driving skills, Yeva's performance was directly awe inspiring.

Therefore, there is no such thing as mentality explosion. Instead, there are racing drivers who are forced to explode by her.

The next day.

Ms. Yeva, the God of death of the track, is in a state of mind explosion.

The peak game is coming. She should have been on the training ground at this time.

However, in view of the dangerous behavior of one of her disciples last night, she decided to take some time to solve the problem anyway.

After all, human life is crucial.

Of course, the training place can't be the stadium.

She found out last night that this guy is not only a road addict, but also doesn't know the basic road traffic knowledge.

Therefore, Lin Yan found a place with a little less personal cars, took Xiao Yao to practice driving on the road, and began to pay from the basic traffic regulations.

"Kill me! I mean kill me! I don't want you to get off and hit someone!"

"Brake, brother! Do you have a mine at home? You're not afraid to hit people! Well, you do have a mine at home. Even if you have a mine, you can't drive like this, okay!"

"If the red light doesn't go, the yellow light doesn't go, and the green light doesn't go, why? Isn't there a color you like, brother?"

"Brother, just tell me honestly. How much did you spend on your driver's license?"

……

The whole road was filled with the roar of Lin Yan's collapse.

She swore that none of the disciples she had taught in her life made her want to die.

"It's too easy. I like the track." Xiao Yao held the steering wheel and frowned. He seemed very dissatisfied.

Lin Yan: "

Hehe, you can let go of the track.

Even she couldn't escape his death driving skills.

The most terrible thing is not his superb driving skills, but his random fist to kill the teacher.

Lin Yan talked all the way. He taught kindergarten children hand in hand. The short road of more than ten kilometers made him drive for more than three hours, and it was dark.

"OK, that's all for today. Remember what I told you today. Please remember all the traffic rules for me. Especially don't go retrograde. If you can't understand the navigation, you can turn on the voice. If you don't distinguish between the left and right, you can write on the back of your hand, write on the back of your left hand, write on the back of your right hand..."

The car was running smoothly. Lin Yan was telling Xiaoyao, when a little boy rushed out of the oblique thorn.

Lin Yan immediately reminded: "brake!"

Fortunately, Lin Yan's teaching was not in vain. Xiao Yao responded quickly and stopped the car in time.

However, although Xiao Yao stopped the car, the little boy didn't know if he was frightened. He still rushed straight at their car and fell to the ground.

Lin Yan was startled and hurriedly opened the door and got off.

I saw a five or six-year-old boy lying on the ground, crying.

"Children! Children, are you okay?" Lin Yan hurried to see the child.

When the little boy heard Lin Yan's voice, the cry suddenly stopped for a moment, and his little body seemed to be stiff.

A few seconds later, the little guy lifted his head and looked at Lin Yan with tearful eyes. His big eyes were full of nostalgia and more grievances, just like an abandoned dog