In 180, there were millions of passengers on domestic flights throughout the year, of course, there is no comparison with the total number of people in the country, let alone the average number, but the passengers on the plane certainly cannot only be leaders and foreign guests.

Zhao Lin can get a plane ticket, and others can naturally do it too.

There is a reminder sign before boarding, which says what cannot be brought on the plane, but there is no procedure for checking baggage, just weighing the weight and putting people in, and things like lighter blades are not even qualified to be on the reminder board.

This kind of treatment is too much for Zhao Lin to like, this is the attitude towards God.

Although there is no covered bridge, there is a shuttle bus that can take people all the way to the gangway of the flight. It's just that some passengers have too many things, and they are afraid that they will have no place to put them on the plane, and they will be crowded like taking a train when boarding.

Zhao Lin wanted to try the feeling of smoking on a passenger plane, so he changed his boarding pass at the back before getting on the plane. After getting on the plane, there was no reminder of the seat belt, and everyone seemed to be used to it, and even the flight attendant didn't care too much about it.

If this encounters a strong air current, it will have to kill a few people.

When he got to the seat, Zhao Lin honestly buckled the seat belt, and then exchanged cigarettes with the person in the seat next to him and smoked them.

When the flight attendant saw it, she came over intimately and asked, "Do you want matches?"

rushed these words, and Zhao Lin was moved as if he was something, and he made up his mind that he would never use other means of transportation when he walked long distances in the future.

Not to mention what orange juice, domestic cola and other drinks, Moutai is also a bottle for one person, you can drink it now if you want to drink it, and you can take it back as a gift if you don't want to drink it.

Seeing that the guy next to him carefully put away the wine, Zhao Lin opened his wine, and then asked the stewardess for two cups and a bag of peanuts, and drank it with him.

"I'm Zhao Lin, a student at Beijing. Are you going to Xiangjiang on business?" Zhao Lin asked when he touched him.

"It's a good wine, it's a shame to drink it here. He drank the wine dry, smacked his lips, and sighed before replying, "Song Yinghui, a reporter from the daily newspaper." I'm going to do a character feature over there, and I'll come over and help. ”

Zhao Lin complimented, "The interviewer must be a great person, Brother Song has a bright future." ”

Song Yinghui threw a peanut in his mouth, waved his hand and said, "Where, where, after you graduate from Beijing University, it will be called a promising future, I have been a reporter for more than ten years, and now I am still a reporter, there is nothing remarkable." ”

This guy has been running a lot all over the world, and he knows a little bit about strange things, but it is not in vain that Zhao Lin gives him half of the wine to drink.

The two of them chatted and smoked while eating, as if they were playing on the street, not to mention how comfortable they were.

A bottle of wine was a little too much for two people, and it happened that a foreign brother next to him smelled the smell and was hesitating to open the wine to taste it, Zhao Lin reached out and poured him a glass and said, "Eat earwax." ”

The foreign brother happily touched Zhao Lin and said, "Eat earwax." ”

Song Yinghui looked at Zhao Lindao, who was smiling and squinting, "It's a bit unkind to treat foreign friends like this, the pronunciation of Beijing University students is not like this, right?"

Zhao Lin said, "Don't talk nonsense, I have to be happy to help others, right?"

"You have a good temperament, and you won't suffer when you go outside. Song Yinghui didn't dwell on this issue anymore, and praised Zhao Lin.

A bottle of wine is a bit too much for two people, and it's not enough for three people to drink. The foreign brother also contributed his own wine, and after a few glasses of wine, the three of them drank two bottles but didn't feel too much.

The more people there are, the more lively they are, and the less likely they are to get drunk when they drink.

Song Yinghui's English is also good, and the three of them changed to English to communicate, this foreign brother is called Jim, and he said that he was bewitched by his senior, so he came here for sightseeing.

As soon as Zhao Lin asked, his senior was really an old acquaintance - Bruce, who helped him earn his first pot of gold.

"He still owes me a meal, do you know where he is now?" Zhao Lin asked.

Jim said, "He's been traveling around the world since he graduated, and I don't know which country he's in now, but I can get you in touch with him." ”

Zhao Lin said, "That's great, I owe me two or three years for a meal, and when I see him, I must let him have a big meal." ”

Jim said, "He hasn't had a serious job since he graduated, so I guess he can't afford to have a big meal, and you're going to be disappointed." ”

Zhao Lin said, "That's what I said, he's just a restless person, and it's too difficult for him to stay in one place and work honestly." ”

"Then what does he do for a living?" Although Song Yinghui is good at English, he still doesn't understand this way of life.

Jim said, "Of course, I do odd jobs, and the occasional photos can be sold for some money, so I should have no problem coping with life." ”

Zhao Lin sighed: "I really envy him." ”

Regardless of anything, and go straight to their goals in a daze, this is called chic, and this is the life that young people should live.

The two bottles of wine were dried, and the three of them were a little dizzy, and they almost forgot where they were.

Zhao Linqi coaxed Jim to sing a Huangmei opera, making the people in the cabin laugh, and the almost four-hour journey did not seem long at all.

The stewardess who came to see the excitement almost took a small bench to the side and snorted melon seeds, Zhao Lin looked at the most beautiful one and asked for a phone number, the young lady blushed and said no, he still didn't believe it.

She has just become a flight attendant for a few days, and she is not used to being molested, otherwise she must have said two words to Zhao Lin professionally, 'Hehe.' ’。

In the end, Zhao Lin chanted a poem with a dead face, which was still a love poem in both Chinese and English, so he asked for an address to send a letter.

This is still relying on his identity as a college student, and in the name of poetry communication, he was not detained as a hooligan. Otherwise, if he can't wait for him to get off the plane, he will probably have to be subdued in this blue sky.

chanting poems and singing operas made the second half of the cabin very lively, and if the place was bigger, maybe it could even jump.

When he was about to get off the plane, Zhao Lin patted his little face to calm down, and left a copy of the magazine's phone number for Song Yinghui and Jim, and Zhao Lin nested in his seat and stopped talking.

In the future, you still have to play some tricks when you drink, and if you always drink so sincerely, you will have something to do sooner or later.

The enthusiasm of other people is still the same, no matter which country people are toasting together, if this scene is photographed and published in the newspaper, it is enough to be used as a symbol of friendship between China and foreign countries.

Fortunately, Song Yinghui is not a photojournalist, otherwise Zhao Lin would have to be famous.

After getting off the plane, Zhao Lin threw the address to Dongfang Dao, "Send her some rare things to go over and see if you can dig them up, Mandarin, Cantonese, and English are all spoken so well, it's too wasteful to be a flight attendant." ”