Zhang Peng took his personal backpack, took out a ticket and handed it to Zhou Hai. He glanced at the two girls not far away and said, "Let's go and check in. Here are the tickets. The flight will take off in two hours. In public places." Pay attention, I'm addicted to cigarettes, I'll go to the toilet later, and pay attention to the confidentiality regulations and be careful of spies."
"..."
Zhou Hai took the ticket and felt that the pick-up and drop-off officer was a bit unreliable. He shook his head and said nothing. He left the parking lot with Zhang Peng and walked along the passenger passage to the airport terminal.
In the parking lot, two girls carrying luggage and packages stared at the retreating figures of Zhou Hai and Zhang Peng, still frozen in place.
After a long time, a girl with a slightly baby-fat face finally realized what she was doing. She swallowed her throat, looked at her best friend, and said intermittently: "Xiao, Xiaochun, damn, this army soldier brother is so handsome, better than me. I’m handsome, but why are you wearing a blue military uniform, aren’t they all green?”
"Lin Yu, I am from the Air Force."
The girl Jiang Xiaochun's mind was full of Zhou Hai's smiling face. After hearing her best friend's words, she came back to her senses and felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.
As a semi-military enthusiast, commonly known as a pseudo-military fan, Jiang Xiaochun, who was preparing to travel to the south, still had a basic understanding of military common sense.
Calling a serious air force officer an army soldier brother?
Fortunately, the Air Force guy just now didn’t hear me.
"What is the Air Force? Isn't it all the People's Liberation Army?" The girl Lin Yu pondered for a while, and after thinking for a moment, her eyes showed confusion.
The girl Jiang Xiaochun raised her head and looked helpless: "Does the pilot understand? Forget it, let's go and check in. Maybe we can still see that..."
She felt that it was necessary to catch up with the air force brother who smiled at her just now and have a chat. It would be better if she could draw a sketch and portrait for herself.
As a senior student at a listed art college, Jiang Xiaochun, who has superb painting skills, can guarantee that he will be 99% similar to the air force brother.
"What, you said he is a pilot?! Oh my god, an air force pilot? No, I have to ask for the phone number." Lin Yu finally reacted, his eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he let out a voice filled with disbelief. , interrupting Jiang Xiaochun's words.
pilot?
pilot! ! !
"I don't know if they are real pilots, but I know one thing, they won't give you their phone numbers." After hearing what his best friend said, Jiang Xiaochun shook his head helplessly and walked quickly with the suitcase in his right hand.
telephone number?
She wanted it too, but she knew it was impossible to get it.
"All hard work pays off, how do you know if you don't work hard? Hey, wait for me, Xiaochun." Lin Yu, who was lost in his own thoughts, was already imagining the happy days of having a pilot boyfriend. When he saw Jiang Xiaochun's figure far away, he reacted soberly. , pulled the suitcase and ran.
Jiang Xiaochun, who was walking in front, suddenly smiled, with a sweet smile on his delicate face. He didn't pay attention to his best friend running behind him, and focused his eyes on the two people in front of him who had just entered the airport terminal.
At the main entrance of the terminal, in front of the security checkpoints, passengers are queuing up to undergo security checks.
Two young women in airport uniforms guided the crowd, the security equipment was in working condition, and a policeman with a serious face stood on each side, observing the crowd.
"Zhou Hai, have you passed the security check or flown on a plane?" Zhang Peng put his personal backpack on the security inspection equipment conveyor belt and said to Zhou Hai.
Hearing this sudden question, Zhou Hai, who had just placed his training backpack on the conveyor belt, was obviously stunned and a little confused.
Sit, have you ever flown on a plane?
At this moment, Zhou Hai fell into confusion.
who I am?
Am I still not a student pilot?
Wait, maybe I'm a fake student pilot?
Seeing Zhou Hai's expression, Zhang Peng quickly reacted and coughed lightly: "No, I mean, have you ever flown on a civilian flight? You know the corresponding procedures."
"I've been there, I know." Zhou Hai rolled his eyes at Zhang Peng and replied.
Asking him, who works with airplanes all day, whether he has ever flown on an airplane, Zhou Hai didn't know how to answer this extremely insightful and sharp question.
At this moment, a man's voice full of impatience came from behind: "Hey, silly soldier, are you still leaving? If you don't want to leave, get out of the way."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Hai frowned, turned around, and looked at the source of the sound.
A man of about thirty years old stood behind him, wearing a long black coat and a dark cotton scarf. A gold necklace was worn on his neck. A pattern outlined in blue lines was exposed on the top of his collarbone. He raised his head slightly. , with a proud attitude.
Seeing Zhou Hai turn around to look at him, the middle-aged man's eyes showed disdain and provocation, and said: "Why, look at me? Come and beat me if you don't accept it, and you are not going to fight now. I don't know what the country is supporting you for. What's the use of the country?" Why don’t you give us more money?”
silence.
Deathly silence.
Passengers queuing up and waiting for the security check immediately turned their attention to Zhou Hai and the middle-aged man, looking very interested. Some were even ready to take out their mobile phones and take pictures.
"Zhou Hai, pay attention, don't worry about these people." Zhang Peng turned around, frowned, said to Zhou Hai, and faced the man: "Comrade, we are active duty soldiers and are performing official duties. I'm sorry to prevent you from doing your job."
"Haha." The middle-aged man sneered.
Sensing this man's attitude, Zhang Peng frowned and said nothing. He patted Zhou Hai on the shoulder and turned around to take the parcel.
Zhou Hai stared at the strong man with his eyes. He was not angry or angry, but was extremely calm. He turned around and walked forward to get the backpack that had been checked and found to be correct.
Angry?
It's not necessary or possible.
After leaving the security check channel, Zhou Hai followed Zhang Peng into the central hall of the terminal without paying attention to the provocative young man.
At the check-in window, the two people lined up quietly and orderly to check in.
Zhang Peng whispered to Zhou Hai: "You handled it well just now. If you act impulsively, you will be ruined."
"I'm very calm, but no one cares about this kind of behavior?" Zhou Hai's voice was calm.
"This is not something you and I can get involved in. Your task is to study hard and strive to become an excellent pilot." Zhang Peng responded.
Zhou Hai shook his head slightly and responded: "Understood."
The old man in his prime didn't know where he was going, and there was only one check-in window open for the time being.
A female airport staff member was working nervously, going through the formalities. There were many people queuing up, which seemed a bit crowded and impatient.
Zhou Hai and Zhang Peng were not in a hurry, nor did they use their corresponding rights. Instead, they lined up quietly and orderly.
