The figure who came over was a friend Zhou An was very familiar with, and he was also his best friend in college.

Wang Chao, that online writer.

Zhou An hasn't been in touch with him for a while, but he has been paying attention to his dynamics, since the last book became a hit, Wang Chao has embarked on the fast track of his career, and the popularity of the next book has exploded, and he is currently a hot popular writer.

Even in his book, he arranged a super big dragon set for himself.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Zhou An strode over.

Today's Wang Chao looks very fashionable, wearing black trendy clothes, a pair of Balenciaga antique boots, and a pair of sunglasses.

When old friends met, naturally there was no need to say much, not even a greeting, and after chatting a few words, Zhou An quickly understood the purpose of his trip.

It turns out that Wang Chao's new book is written about an overhead world with a fairly large pattern structure, and in the context of a modern city, many elements of fantasy and cultivation have been added.

This time, he also went to the island country to deal with the matter with the website professionals.

Zhou An couldn't help but smile.

It seems that his brother is really a dragon and a tiger leaping now.

"Writer Wang, go to Kyoto, is it hot?"

Zhou An glanced around and saw that there was no one, so he lowered his voice a little and said with a smile.

This is a great friendship that has been enjoyed countless times in the dormitory ***** accumulated, and from a certain point of view, Kyoto fever is the deepest longing and longing in the hearts of all men who have received the baptism of film.

Wang Chao was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and after taking off his sunglasses, his eyes were slightly slight, slightly obscene, and said a little ridiculously: "Don't go." ”

"I ask you. ”

Zhou An teased and seduced unrelentingly.

"That's not going, I'm really not going, boss, I have a girlfriend, I really have a girlfriend. Wang Chao smiled "Yanran", blooming with a sweet fragrance of love.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou An's eyes moved slightly, and he slapped him on the shoulder twice.

With the passage of time, the young teenagers of the past have gradually begun to emerge in society, with strength, status, starting a family, and starting a career.

When Wang Chao was in school, his appearance was not good, his academic performance was not very good, and he had almost no advantages in getting his hands on it, plus he was nesting in the dormitory all day long, he was completely a dick otaku, and he had never been in love in four years of college.

Now, seeing his happy smile, Zhou An was also faintly touched.

Myself.

The same is true for Wang Chao.

Zhou An suddenly recalled the eventful years of the past, those radiant and silly youth, and was in a trance for a while.

"From Xiaoshan Airport to Kyoto Airport, passengers on flight HK9001 will soon be checked in. ”

That's when it happened.

The prompt sound of the airport radio sounded, which disrupted Zhou An's thoughts, he came back from his contemplation, smiled, and said, "Okay, let's go, tell me, when are you in love?"

The two got on the plane and sat in the first class, and Wang Chao couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"First class, tsk, it's big. ”

There is a slight sour feeling in the tone, which is a kind of raised eyebrows, and it seems that there is also a nostalgia for the past.

"Do you still miss her?"

Zhou An suddenly asked.

"No, I didn't want to do it for a long time. Wang Chao said quickly, waving his hand, very relaxed.

Zhou An couldn't help but smile.

"I haven't said who it is. ”

Hearing this, Wang Chao was stunned, his eyes were dull for a while, his mouth was slightly open, he didn't know what to say, it seemed that there were a thousand words blocked in his heart, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Many memories are like a thorn hidden in the depths of the heart, usually wrapped tightly by flesh, without showing clues, but occasionally stabbing it, it will still hurt the heart.

"Well, the past is all gone. ”

Zhou An smiled and played a round.

This kid also had a crush on a girl when he was in college, and he had a crush for four years from enrollment to graduation, and he didn't know how many love letters he wrote, and he didn't know how many good guy cards he received.

Looking back on it now, it's like a dream.

"How's that, let's talk about it, the current partner, is it ready to get married......"

Zhou An took the initiative to change the topic, and Wang Chao also came back to his senses from his subtle thoughts, his lips moved, and he began to speak slowly.

……

The other side of the cabin.

Lin Feng sat at the back of the plane, near the bathroom, near the aisle, which was the position he had specially chosen.

It is close to the bathroom, which is convenient for some covert operations.

Close to the aisle, in case there is an emergency, easy to do.

This is an almost instinctive professional habit formed by an agent after experiencing thousands of missions, which is firmly engraved in his bones.

The two seats next to him are empty for the time being.

The flight from Nanjing-Hangzhou to Kyoto is still very frequent, and the occupancy rate remains at about 70% all year round, and it is not surprising that there are a few seats vacated.

Lin Feng's eyes swept around the cabin casually, and then began to slowly close his eyes, soothe his breathing, close his eyes and recuperate, and his ears were constantly moving slightly.

He has good hearing.

Lin Feng, who was born in a martial arts family since he was a child, began to practice Tongzigong at the age of three, and now it has been 9,858 days, nearly 30 years, and he has never slacked off for a day.

The book says: The fist does not leave the hand and the mouth does not leave the mouth, which is exactly the case.

This listening kung fu was originally created for practicing secret weapons, and it has been described in many traditional martial arts.

For Lin Feng, after decades of training, he can do the same ability as a bat, as if he has an ultrasonic locator in his head, and with extremely small and trivial sounds, he can judge the surrounding terrain and some basic physical characteristics of the people who come and go.

It's talent.

It is also a skill that has been honed over many years.

After the normal security check process was completed, the plane was ready to take off, and the polite flight attendants and flight attendants reminded passengers to fasten their seat belts in the cabin.

The roar of the engine buzzed.

Suddenly, Lin Feng's brows furrowed suddenly.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, stood abruptly, strode towards a flight attendant, and snatched the walkie-talkie from her ear.

"Code 741, stop taking off!"

"Code 741, stop taking off!"

He read it three times in a row, and the flight attendant suddenly came back to her senses, and couldn't help but let out a scream, but her pupils suddenly widened.

She is familiar with the aircraft management regulations, and she is naturally very clear about the meaning of 741, which means that the aircraft is facing extremely serious dangers, and it is possible that the plane may be destroyed and killed at any time, and it must immediately enter the self-rescue process.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the other flight attendants and flight attendants were also stunned.

Is this man insane?

How can a major catastrophe occur before the plane has taken off?

Crazy, right?

"Catch him!"

Someone shouted.