After the p3 group has finished the exam, the next step is for the p4 group to go to the exam room.
A group of six people came out. One of them was dejected and yelled at the Indian examiner. Lao Wang listened carefully, and then heard that the person was cursing the name torture knife.
After confirming the name, he almost shed tears. He couldn't be so unlucky, could he? Are you destined to die
Fifteen minutes later, they entered the parking lot of the examination room and were divided into three batches, with a total of two examiners.
Wang Bo got into a Holden car. He didn't recognize the brand, and he didn't have the intention to look at it at the moment. As soon as he got in the car, he first looked at the co-pilot, and then saw an Indian hunk with thick eyebrows and big eyes waiting for him with a cold expression. .
He racked his brains to recall the Indian language he knew. Because when he arrested Singh and retrieved the Aston Martin, he had a general understanding of the situation of Indians in New Zealand, and he also learned a few words in Indian.
Thinking of the only Indian language he still remembered, after sitting down, he quickly turned to the examiner and smiled: "Namas day..."
This sentence means 'hello' in Hindi.
The examiner looked at him coldly and said in standard English: "Sorry, I was born in England and immigrated to New Zealand. I have never been in India, and I don't understand Indian."
Lao Wang grinned in embarrassment, thinking that he was flattering his balls.
But it was necessary to get closer. He really didn't want to make up for the exam, and the driver's license test was too flexible. There was no absolutely standard driving posture. If the examiner wanted to block him, he would always get stuck.
So he racked his brains again, and then thinking that all Indians believed in Buddhism, he turned his head and clasped his hands together and said to the examiner: "Amitabha, good, good, good..."
As a result, the examiner exploded: "Snow, are you here to take a test or to worship Buddha?! Look ahead and drive! Why are you always staring at me and talking to me? Are you in love with me?!"
Seeing that his method was useless, Lao Wang had no choice but to rely on his true skills and put on his seat belt. Then he put the key on to signal the examiner to check, turned on the left and right lights, stepped on the clutch and brake, and rehearsed the preparation actions.
He felt that what he did was fine, but the Indian examiner, nicknamed Torture Knife, said coldly: "You should have let me check the condition of the car first. I am your examiner, not your passenger!"
Lao Wang felt chilled. He had really forgotten this rule...
It was too late to regret now. He could only bite the bullet and go down, and he was mentally prepared to take the make-up exam.
The car was in a parking space, so he had to back out first, turn on the left light, look to the right, and when he saw in the reflector that there was no car behind him, he said in his mind, "Let's go," and drove the car smoothly.
The examiner spoke again: "Why didn't you turn around and look behind you to see if there was a car? You just glanced at the mirror and drove away? I found that your courage is beyond my imagination!"
Lao Wang's thought of 'let's go' was replaced by 'fuck you'. He finally realized how difficult it is to get a driver's license. It's not just that you can pass the test if you know how to drive. On the contrary, it is more difficult to pass after driving for a long time because of some non-standard habits developed in daily life. Habits can easily become the cause of failure.
After reversing successfully, he stopped and shifted into forward gear, turned on the right light and turned out. He looked at the reflector again. This time he remembered to look back, then he stepped out slowly, avoiding the double solid line in the middle and drove out.
Then he had to take the merging test, which he was familiar with. He turned on the lights, looked in the mirror, turned around, and then added the merging. His movements were smooth and smooth.
But the Indian examiner spoke again: "You can't move the steering wheel when you look back in the mirror. You don't understand this? Also, why do you turn the steering wheel so hard? Do you have any grudge against the damn steering wheel? Have you ever thought about it? , the steering wheel also has a family!”
The car drove smoothly on the road. Lao Wang guessed that he would not be able to pass the examination this time because he did have a problem and could not blame the examiner for being too strict.
So instead, he let go and made several turns and intersections without issue.
But even so, the Indian examiner kept talking: "Damn it, why are you driving so fast? Do you want to take the pilot license?!" "Move, move! Is the car stopped? Are you using the car as a bicycle?!" "
A stop sign with sTop appeared ahead. According to New Zealand's traffic rules, cars need to stop in front of the line for three seconds.
Lao Wang silently counted one, two, three in his mind and drove away. Then as expected, the examiner called out again: "Don't you know to look to the left and right before you leave? What if a car drives out at this time? Hit it? Oh my god, Did you drive a tank before?"
The Indian examiner never stopped talking:
"Didn't you see the sign? Reduce first, look left and right, and leave if there is no car! Oh, my God, there is no car now, why did you stop? Are you talking to me about love?"
"You know what that was just now, right? Yes, it's a package reduction, but it's to make you reduce weight, not to brake. You want to show me the braking performance of this car? I drive this thing every day, can I? Know?"
"Yes, crosswalks need to be reduced and you have to look left and right, but are your actions too exaggerated? My Virgin Mary! Did you take ecstasy or something else? Is your cervical spine okay?"
"Stop the car, turn off the engine, the exam is over!"
Wang Bo finally understood the reason why this guy was called the 'torture knife'. His mouth was like a knife. It was hard to hear anything, but he didn't curse, and what he said was true, so he could only be tortured by him. , unable to resist.
After the car drove back to the test center, he stopped the car, unbuckled his seat belt and left quickly, fearing that he would punch the Indian guy if he couldn't help it.
As a result, the Indian did not know that he was on the verge of explosion and was still chattering: "I asked you to stop, not to brake suddenly! Do you want to throw me away?! Do you want to murder me?!"
Lao Wang kept reciting 'Amitabha' and 'Impulse is the devil' in his heart. He opened the sand table and looked inside. Both the pistol and the rifle were smiling enthusiastically at him.
Just as he was about to leave, the Indian examiner stopped him and said, "Hey, King of China, come here!"
Lao Wang walked over and began to consider whether to kill him with a pistol or a rifle.
The Indian examiner was still mumbling: "Do you know why I asked you to come here? I want to ask you, what car are you driving now?"
Lao Wang's mind was no longer spinning, and he was focusing on reminding himself not to be impulsive. He said casually: "Aston Martin and Ford pickup trucks."
The Indian examiner nodded and said: "Okay, then I will definitely avoid Aston Martin or Ford pickup trucks when I encounter them on the road. This is your transcript. Goodbye! Oh, I should say - never see you again!"
Wang Bo felt there was something wrong with what he said. How could he get on the road without a driver's license? With this thought in mind, he took the transcript and took a quick look at it. There was a check mark on the 'pass' option!
This result made him unable to accept it for a while, and he asked blankly: "Man, I, I, I passed?"
The Indian examiner said angrily: "Don't you understand English? Don't you understand the meaning of pass? Then you need a translator!"
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