Chapter 41: Did I Eat Your Tofu Just Now?

Wang Yao found that he seemed to have entered a period of cold war with the system recently, and as his fame in the school 'became louder and louder', his daily reputation income was stable at about 2200, that is, there were 22 chances to draw lottery. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But it's been almost a week in a row, except for Wang Yao, who has drawn a lucky aura and a bad luck aura, all the rest are talent potions and growth fruits, although these two things are good, but Wang Luo feels that the effect is not so strong, although he can still eat it.

Wang Yao decided to save his daily reputation first, and then develop new features of the system in case he needed it.

Today is the exam, although it is the college entrance examination of vocational colleges, but it is also necessary to change to other colleges and universities for the exam, but there is also a vocational college on the two stations of Hangyi High School, and the two colleges and universities are exchanged exams with each other every year.

The three homework courses in addition to the number of languages ended at more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and Wang Yao was taken to the Santana by Mao Weitao, who was waiting at the door, when he left the examination room.

Zheng Jingjing, who was wearing a shirt and jeans, was already sitting quietly in the back seat.

This is the first time Wang Yao has seen Zheng Jingjing not wearing a school uniform, and it is really better-looking.

"How did you do in the exam?" Wang Yao asked with a smile as he got into the car.

"It's ok. Zheng Jingjing glanced at Wang Yao.

"Why don't you ask me how I did in the exam?" asked Wang Yao with a grin.

"Why are you so poor. Mao Weitao, who was holding the steering wheel, said with a smile.

"I'm not relieving the atmosphere. Wang Yao touched his cheek, "Teacher, will you fall off halfway on the plane?"

"What do you think?" Mao Weitao glanced at Wang Yao from the rearview mirror, "If it is really so easy to fall, do you think there will be such a thing as an airport?"

"That makes sense. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Why are you so excited today?" Zheng Jingjing tilted her head to look at Wang Yao, who was talking a lot today.

"It's the first time I've flown and it's the first time I've been out of town this far. Wang Yao licked his chapped lips.

"Stupid. Zheng Jingjing rolled her eyes and took out a bottle of water from her backpack and gave it to Wang Yao.

Wang Yao thanked him, and after taking it, he continued to find a topic to chat.

It is almost an hour away to Hangzhou Airport, the airport of Nuoda seems a little empty, in this era, the aircraft is still a dangerous vehicle in the eyes of the people, only a few elites or public relations people will choose the plane.

Although there are few people who sit, the plane tickets are still quite expensive, and if it weren't for the school's public expense, Wang Yao and the three of them would only have to take a train for more than 30 hours to the capital.

Wang Yao looked at the airport with novelty in his eyes, looking at the men and women who didn't come and go much, but they were all dressed extraordinarily, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

"Don't run around. Zheng Jingjing frowned, pulling the sleeve of Wang Yao's school uniform with one hand and her blue suitcase with the other.

Wang Yao retracted his gaze and honestly followed behind Mao Weitao towards the ticket gate, "Classmate Zheng, have you ever flown there?"

Zheng Jingjing nodded: "I will sit when I go back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year." ”

Wang Yao nodded, "Where is your hometown?"

"The capital. Zheng Jingjing replied.

Wang Yao was stunned, "You are from the capital, so didn't you go home this time?"

Zheng Jingjing glanced at Wang Yao, and took out her student ID card from her bag, "Take your student ID." ”

Wang Yao was bored, touched his nose, took out his student ID card, and handed it to Zheng Jingjing.

Zheng Jingjing handed the two student IDs to the ticket gate, and the beautiful sister at the ticket gate looked at Zheng Jingjing and exclaimed, "What a beautiful little girl." ”

Wang Yao grinned happily, not knowing why he had an inexplicable sense of pride,

The beautiful sister glanced at Wang Yao, who was smirking, and stamped the plane ticket without saying anything.

Wang Yao touched his nose wryly, hating this world of looking at faces.

Mao Weitao led Wang Yao and Zheng Jingjing to wait in the waiting room for a while, and then followed the ground staff to the airport through a long elevator passage.

"Can such a big thing really fly into the sky?" Wang Luo's understanding of airplanes was still on TV and in recent newspapers a few years ago, and the reflection of the picture and reality was very different, and Wang Yao's face suddenly turned white.

"Don't be afraid, young man, this thing is no different from a car. An old man behind Wang Yao said with a nice Beijing accent.

Wang Yao's face turned even paler, and he turned his head to look at the old man, "Is there a highway in the sky?"

As soon as the words came out, the people in line before and after laughed.

Zheng Jingjing's face was slightly red, she glared at Wang Yao, and then dragged Wang Luo and Mao Weitao onto the plane.

Sitting on a seat that was not too crowded, Wang Yao's nervous hands were trembling.

Zheng Jingjing glanced at Wang Yao, who was nervous and white-lipped, "Don't be afraid, it's not you who are flying alone." ”

"I don't want to be afraid, but fear is uncontrollable. Wang Yao clutched his seat belt and cried with a sad face.

Zheng Jingjing shook her head helplessly, took out a pair of headphones from her bag and hung them on Wang Yao's ears.

Wang Yaozhi felt his ears sink, and then a melodious singing voice came from his ears, and he was slightly stunned and asked with a smile, "What song is this?"

"I don't know, it's just on the Internet. Zheng Jingjing shook her head, "I'll turn up the volume, you close your eyes, and you won't know when you get off the plane and take off." ”

Wang Yao nodded and gave a thumbs up to Zheng Jingjing, "You are so understanding." ”

Zheng Jingjing gave him a blank look.

Mao Weitao looked at the two children and smiled.

About ten minutes later, the announcer's sweet announcer voice was heard on the radio, and then several beautiful flight attendants in uniform checked everyone's seat belts.

Wang Yao closed his eyes and immersed himself in the world of music, knowing that he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression in his body with the vibration of the plane, and before he had time to think about it, Wang Yao opened his mouth and shouted out, "Help!"

This voice woke everyone up from the temporary trance caused by the turbulence of the plane taking off, because it was too loud.

Zheng Jingjing, who was beside her, was holding on to the handrail to resist the tremor of the plane, and was startled by Wang Yao's screams beside her, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover Wang Yao's mouth.

More than ten seconds passed after the plane was jolting, and laughter was heard from the cabin.

"Sorry, sorry, kid is flying for the first time. Mao Weitao apologized to the other passengers with an apologetic face.

"It's okay, it's the first time. A passenger comforted.

"But this kid has a clear voice, and if he learns vocal music, it sounds a bit like a dolphin. A man with a gold wire frame said with a smile.

"Well, you really have a good voice. Someone chimed in.

"Alas, is this Teacher Mao Weitao?" one of the gray-haired old men looked at Mao Weitao who took off his sunglasses and asked suspiciously.

"Do you know me?" Mao Weitao was stunned.

"It's really you, what a coincidence. The old man's face was full of surprise, "I am a fan of your master's play, and then you took your master's class, and I became your fan of the play, you took the child to visit relatives in the capital this time?"

"These two are my students, and this time I went to Beijing to attend an exchange meeting. Mao Weitao said with a soft smile.

Although there are fewer people listening to dramas in recent years, Mao Weitao has been active in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and there are often news reports on performances.

Sure enough, as soon as the old man said it, the cabin and other people who had listened to the play also echoed, and it suddenly became lively.

The bustle outside made Wang Yao also come back from the huge panic, the first feeling he felt was fragrant, and then it was tender, he remembered the touch of the canteen aunt's good mapo tofu, so he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it.

The 'tofu' melted away after he licked it, and then Wang Yao regained his senses and looked at a pair of beautiful eyes that were watery and flashing with shame.

Wang Yao gasped, looked at Zheng Jingjing, who was particularly delicate with a pink face, and blinked, "Did I eat your tofu just now?"