Hearing that Chen Xing was going to Xijiang to attend a wedding, this person couldn't help but feel happy. In the past, Chen Xing was a relatively good tourist in his mind, but now that he is invited to the wedding by his own compatriots, he must be a friend of the Xijiang people.
"When you go to a wedding, you must give a red envelope. The kind sold in supermarkets will be fine. Do you think there are any places where people don't give red envelopes when they get married?"
"Same." The last time Chen Xing attended an ethnic minority wedding was half a year ago, and it was a Miao wedding.
I was also given a red envelope. Due to previous delays, it was already dark when we boarded the plane. The lights in the cabin were as bright as during the day. Two young stewardesses standing straight at the cabin door greeted everyone who boarded the plane with sweet smiles. This smile greatly calmed the passengers' anxiety. .
Many people are thinking about the missing plane, and even more people are actually worried about the delay of the plane. It takes nearly four hours to fly from Chengdu to Xinjiang Altai. We originally set off at around five o'clock, so we could arrive in Altai before ten o'clock.
But since there was a delay of more than an hour, it was basically early morning when we arrived in Altai. If someone picks you up, doesn’t that mean you have to let someone else go out in the middle of the night?
Or have you been waiting at the airport? Nothing good. After getting on the plane, Chen Xing and the man from Xijiang were not seated together and were separated.
This time, the person sitting next to Chen Xing was a young girl, but this time Chen Xing had no interest in chatting.
He yawned and took out the eye mask that the stewardess had given him before from his bag. Regardless of whether he could sleep or not, he closed his eyes and started to rest.
The entire cabin was quiet. When the plane finished climbing, the flight attendant walked over from the front and turned off the cabin headlights as she walked.
Chen Xing didn't know when he really fell asleep. When I woke up again, I didn’t know what time it was. The girl next to me was crumpling a ball of paper, with a finished midnight snack in front of her.
When she saw Chen Xing woke up, she laughed a little embarrassedly: "I saw that you were sleeping so soundly just now, so I didn't let the flight attendant disturb you. Are you hungry? I still have chocolate here..."
"Thank you, no." He had just eaten dinner before getting on the plane, and he had been sleeping the whole time. He was not hungry at all now.
Checking the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
"We're almost there." The girl next to me said while eating.
"Are you traveling to Altai?"
"Yeah, what about you?" Chen Xing opened the cover covering the porthole and replied. It was also pitch black outside the window. With Chen Xing's eyesight, he couldn't see anything. He only occasionally felt a trace of light flashing on the ground. It was so weak that Chen Xing couldn't tell whether it was the light on the ground or his own eyesight.
"I'm a teacher in Altai, and I've been here for half a year." Chen Xing turned his head and looked at her. He felt that she didn't look like someone from Western Xinjiang, so he said, "Are you teaching?"
"Yes." She handed over the chocolates in the airplane meal and snack gift package again. This time Chen Xing did not refuse. He smiled and nodded his thanks, then tore open the package and ate.
"Actually, I really admire teachers like you who support teaching." Chen Xing said.
"Really, haha, it's not a big job, and it can't be said to be very remote." Chen Xing was very curious about her life and admired her courage.
However, the plane started to land before the two of them chatted for long. After a while, a voice came from the radio: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived in Altai. The current time is 11:45, and the temperature outside is now Minus 5 degrees Celsius..." After getting off the plane, Chen Xing looked around in surprise.
It's so empty...you could also say it's so desolate. It's hard to see clearly in the distance, maybe it's a mountain, maybe it's a wilderness. Only the closer places are easier to distinguish because of the light from the plane.
Except for the runway, the surrounding area is completely covered with flat grassland. This kind of grassland was often seen by Chen Xing when he was in Tibet. The cold weather froze the grass to death, and then the grassland gradually dehydrated in the cold wind, resulting in this somewhat desolate appearance.
There are lights in the distance. The airport building is still easily identifiable, but other than that, there's not much else here.
It was a bit cold, so Chen Xing shrank his neck and put on the hood of his down jacket.
"Huh..." It feels much more comfortable now, and my neck and head will not be blown by the wind. There was no pick-up vehicle, so everyone walked towards the airport on foot.
The airport terminal is still very large, and the lights are on, as if it is the only civilization here.
In fact, in normal times, the airport has long been closed, but today because the flight took off late and was delayed for nearly two hours, the staff here had no choice but to postpone their get off work time.
But no one had dissatisfaction on their faces. When Chen Xing and the others walked to the airport, several local ground staff from Xijiang brought several basins filled with hot water for Chen Xing and the others to wash their hands and touch the hot water to simply warm their bodies.
Subzero temperatures may not be a big deal to people living in Western Xinjiang, but for people living in Chengdu, it is a bit serious.
It is estimated that Chengdu has not seen a temperature of minus 5 below zero for decades. Chen Xing felt a little cold, but the young lady who came to teach did not feel any discomfort. She took her luggage and was the first to board the car that took them to the city, as if she was grabbing a good seat.
At this time, Chen Xing also came over with his luggage.
"This..." Good guy, just seeing the appearance of this car made Chen Xing feel a little carsick. Compared with other airport shuttle buses, this one looks like a veteran who has served in the station. The openable windows glow with a green light, proving that this car is definitely a reliable domestic product.
Old stuff, diesel! Even if Chen Xing now has a certain immunity to motion sickness, it is physical, and mental motion sickness should still make him faint.
It depends on talent. Chen Xing knows that some people don't get dizzy even if they ride on a roller coaster, let alone a bus.
Getting in the car, Chen Xing saw a good seat in the front row near the driver's seat. This seat is on the driver's right and allows you to see the road in front of the vehicle.
But just as I was about to go there, I noticed that there seemed to be someone under the table and chairs? Continue to observe. There is indeed someone, including the support teacher I met just now.
She was a little short, so no one could spot her from behind when she was fully seated in the chair. Chen Xing felt a little regretful, so he settled for the next best thing and came to the first row of the bus, where the so-called ticket clerk was seated, guarding the door in front of him.
He thought this journey would take a long time. Because he checked how big the area is in Xijiang. Basically, a small town can be regarded as a county, and a county can be regarded as an urban area. The urban area is even more powerful, and it is directly a province.
You have to look at it this way. There is only Qinghai between Chengdu and Xijiang, and the flight time is four hours. From the south of China, it only takes three and a half hours to fly from Shanghai to Chengdu.
How many provinces are there between Shanghai and Rongcheng? What about Chengdu and Xijiang? right. So Chen Xing felt that it would definitely be a long way from the airport to the city.
But that's not the case. Chen Xing misunderstood this. It only takes less than twenty minutes by car from the airport to Altai. When Chen Xing got off the bus, he was still very energetic. After taking a few breaths of fresh air, he could not see any trace of fatigue at all. .
People in the same car gradually got out of the car, many of them talking on the phone. Chen Xing waited until the female teacher who was teaching also came down, and took the initiative to ask: "Can I add you as a friend?"
"Huh? A handsome guy like you would also ask for my WeChat account? Haha, yes." In fact, this is the first time in the past two years that Chen Xing added a girl's WeChat account with full admiration. He didn't have the slightest idea of overstepping. I want to get to know more excellent people.
After adding friends, the teacher said directly: "Okay, the person who picked me up is here, I wish you a good time." Chen Xing watched her walk towards a Jinbei parked on the roadside.
Chen Xing hesitated to speak. I don't know your name yet! At this time, Brother Xijiang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, put his hand on Chen Xing's shoulder from behind and said, "You haven't found a place to live today, have you? Let's go and stay at my house. My family lives here. I My house is pretty big for living alone.”
"I don't even dare to live there anymore!"
"Ah? Why?" Isn't Geng popular in Western Xinjiang yet? Chen Xing rolled his eyes without explaining, and said, "I have already booked the hotel. The navigation shows it is right in front. If I am free in the future, I will go to your house to play."
"Okay, this is my phone number." The two exchanged phone numbers, and the older brother enthusiastically said that you can contact him if you need anything.
Although Chen Xing didn't feel any malice, he still felt that he should stay away from this old man from Xijiang. The fact that the house was big and that people were welcome to play reminded Chen Xing of someone who was very similar to this old man.
Before leaving, the elder brother patted Chen Xing on the shoulder and said, "Have a good time traveling. I will take you skiing when you have time. Skiing is the most famous thing here." By this time, most of the tourists had already left.
There are also some brothers who have called but no friends or relatives have come to claim them. Like Chen Xing, they hid in the withdrawal area of a bank on the street... to avoid the wind.
It's so cold! Chen Xing didn't feel so cold even in Tibet! After rubbing his hands, Chen Xing was ready to leave.
The hotel he booked is indeed very close to here, two hundred meters away in a straight line, and the navigation says it only takes five minutes to walk... So let's go, we can't sleep here all day just because we are afraid of the cold.
I really underestimated the weather in Western Xinjiang, thinking that in March, the temperature would rise. There were very few people on the streets of Xijiang in March, fewer people than those who went out at night in Tibet.
However, it is strange that there are many cars on the road. Is it because it’s cold and everyone doesn’t want to go out for a walk, so they all drive?
So where are you driving to? Anyway, if you can't see a few people walking around on the walking path, then the highway is really busy with traffic.
Moreover, this city is also different from the cities Chen Xing has seen before. They don’t seem to like neon?
It was completely dark around the building. Only a few families with lights on were radiating warmth. The traffic on the highway was constantly driven by people, making it as bright as day.
This silence and movement is really interesting. It will be very interesting if it is made into a picture, whether it is a video or a photo.
However, Chen Xing couldn't capture this kind of composition with a camera. This kind of work must be shot at a higher place to complete it. The scene of busy traffic on the road and the surrounding buildings with only a little starlight can be photographed. Only by contrast can the picture be achieved.
But there was nothing he could do about it. Chen Xing stopped and found a bench to sit on the side of the road.
As soon as he sat on the stool, Chen Xing was like a fish scalded by hot oil. He took a breath of cold air and stood up. Then he swayed twice uncontrollably and huddled his shoulders.
Damn it! So cold! It turns out that people not only have strong conditioned reflexes to heat, but also to cold! Chen Xing used the light of the street lamp to take a closer look at the bench. It looked quite clean, but it was actually covered with a layer of ice.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter whether you sit down or not. Then Chen Xing took out the new toy he just bought from the suitcase.
A time-travel machine produced by DJI, avata. While in Xi'an some time ago, Chen Xing acquired two skills.
One of them is related to physical strengthening, mainly endurance and endurance, and the other is drone driving.
This technology is also a profession in modern times, called drone pilot. The year before last, it was listed as one of 13 new professions by the Ministry of Human Resources and Social Security and other departments.
High salary is the impression many people have on pilots. High technology is what many people think of drones. It's noisy!
This is everyone’s impression of the time-travel machine. A flying drone is a type of drone. Strictly speaking, due to the lack of autonomous cruising capabilities, people who play it tend to classify it as a model aircraft rather than a drone. Pilots like to buy accessories to assemble by themselves. The maximum speed is Can reach 230 kilometers per hour.
As for the sound of flying...woo! Chen Xing's traversing machine passed through the guardrails on the highway and pedestrian street, and then flew diagonally into the sky. The sound of the traversing machine's whirring fan could be heard within a radius of at least 100 meters, not to mention fifty meters. .
But after a while, Chen Xing flew the drone very high. In the matching glasses, it is the perspective of the flying machine in the sky.
Looking down from the air, the vehicles looked like small matchboxes, and most of the city was in sight.
Human beings have been yearning for the sky for thousands of years. Some people have thought about making a pair of bird wings, while others have thought about sitting in a rocket and letting the rocket take them to the sky.
More than ten years ago, someone even invented wingsuit flying. But they probably didn’t expect that a few years later, drone pilots would be able to connect to the 5G network and watch the drone’s perspective in the sky without any delay.
Chen Xing recorded a lot of material on it. When I was about to fly the drone back, I suddenly felt a chill all over my body and felt inexplicably uneasy.
Remove your glasses. Several people in police uniforms stood in front of him.
"You! What did you do? Someone reported you for peeping with a drone. Fly your things back quickly, take them with you and come with us!"
