001. Telephones on airplanes
A Boeing 747 flying from the United States to China has been flying lonely for more than eight hours high in the Pacific Ocean, and the passengers are sleepy, enduring the time of boredom and limited space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The young man and woman, who were the most talkative among the passengers, had exhausted the short topic of their parents, and fell into a boring silence with others.
The man was wearing a plaid shirt, very cleanly washed, and was leaning back in the chair in a daze, while the woman permed her burgundy curly hair, and leaned her head intimately on the man's arm, as if she was asleep.
A familiar iPhone ringtone rings, breaking the silence, the silence of boredom, and making the low voice of speech audible.
"Hello Dean Zhang!
-- I will arrive in Beijing tomorrow and will be able to arrive in Shuangqing the day after tomorrow.
- Oh, no, no, no, I don't need you to pick me up, I have my own arrangements!
ββProfessor's title? Dean, I have already thought about this matter very clearly, I will go to Qingyi College, as long as the position of associate professor! Instructors are OK too! You really don't have to persuade me! If you have to give me a professorship, you'll have to ask for another professorship!
- Hmm, thank you for your understanding! β
The intimate men and women perked up, looked at each other with surprised eyes, and invariably followed the modest and magnetic male voice.
Just in front of them, by the window, a Chinese man with black hair, holding his mobile phone to his ear, talking in a low voice, the texture of the aqua blue cotton shirt is delicate, shiny, and the wrist holding the mobile phone is wearing a bright mechanical watch, this person is quite exquisite.
"Husband, listen, this person is sick, right? Let him be a professor, but he doesn't want to be a deputy ......," the woman pursed her lips and whispered into the man's ear.
Her man shook his head, his face confused: "Who knows! Everyone has their own aspirations! β
At this moment, a white-bearded old woman in the front row of the cabin stood up and shouted in English, speaking at a very fast speed that people couldn't hear clearly, but the word "cellphone" kept popping out of his mouth to remind everyone on the plane.
A man had just answered a call on his mobile phone, and it was on a transoceanic plane!
Fear quickly crept through people's hearts.
"It can't be psychotic, right?"
"It can't be a terrorist, right?"
"Would a normal person be so desperate?"
The face of the woman with the red curly hair changed sharply, and she was still helping the stranger worry about the future just now, her eyes were frightened, and she hugged the man's arm tightly.
The passenger sitting next to the man on the phone was a fashionably dressed young lady who instinctively turned sideways, distanced herself from him, and glanced sideways at him.
I saw that the man's side face was delicate and clear, and his eyes under his eyelids flashed with a strange look, staring intently at the laptop on his lap, ignoring everything around him.
It was a domestic airline flight, and three Chinese flight attendants in red and white uniforms reacted quickly, and one of the leaders came to the shouting Lao Mei and asked him in skilled English.
The other two stood quietly at the front and back ends of the central aisle, watching the passengers' movements while keeping an eye on the sister who asked Lao Mei, ready to answer at any time.
After a while, the leading stewardess fully understood the content of Lao Mei's complaint, and explained to him in a low voice.
Seeing that he was no longer yelling, the leading stewardess turned around and gave a unified explanation to the passengers in the cabin in English.
Another repeated in Chinese: "The commotion just now caused inconvenience to everyone, and we apologize to everyone on behalf of the captain and all the flight attendants!" Don't worry, our planes are flying smoothly over the Pacific Ocean at the moment! β
"Mr. Ning Hao, who answered the phone just now, is a special passenger approved by the Civil Aviation Administration of China, and he has been approved to use the exclusive system to make calls during the flight. Before boarding, our professionals have checked the documents presented by Mr. Ning, and can guarantee that Mr. Ning's exclusive system will never pose any threat to the safety of the flight. β
Speaking of this, she bowed slightly respectfully and continued: "Please return to your seats, enjoy our air service with peace of mind, and wish you all a pleasant journey!" β
Although everyone heard it in a fog, the flight attendant's calm expression and conclusive tone undoubtedly made people regain confidence in their own safety.
At this time, Ning Hao pursed his lips, put away his notebook, stood up elegantly, and saw that the plane was basically full of Chinese, he said with a Chinese and unhurriedly: "I'm sorry everyone!" Caused everyone to have a false alarm! My mobile phone signal uses a dedicated frequency band, which is completely isolated from the aviation system and does not cause any impact! β
With that, he left his seat and walked straight from the central aisle to the central bathroom, and when he passed by the stewardess who had settled down Lao Mei, he whispered in her ear: "Thank you!" β
Without waiting for a response, he didn't look back, and walked over by himself.
Although the remarks of the person concerned were vague, at least they made others sure that this was a normal person and should not be a source of danger such as a mentally ill person or a terrorist, and the cabin gradually regained calm.
Especially after seeing his appearance, many people's impression of this man took a sharp turn.
The burgundy curly-haired woman saw him go away and exclaimed in a low voice, "Wow! Pretty handsome! β
When the lattice man heard his woman praise other men, a trace of unhappiness passed through his heart, and he pouted: "What? Do you like it? Tell you, such a man is not easy to serve! Geniuses and madmen are the right and left hands of a person, but I'm afraid that this person is not as simple as you think! Besides, I don't think it's very handsome! Is your husband handsome? β
The woman hammered him lightly on the shoulder, and said angrily: "Just serve you!" β
The man laughed and said, "As soon as I land tomorrow, I'll let you try again to see if I can serve well!" β
Not long after, the man in the aqua blue shirt returned.
As he walked down the aisle, many eyes couldn't help but fall on him.
This guy who once caused a commotion, visually aged twenty-seven or eighteen, with an angular face, fresh and handsome, bright eyes, a well-cut aqua blue shirt tied in beige slacks, looks energetic, with just the right color of clothing, the whole person is neat and neat, quite elegant and chic of a Silicon Valley talent.
The young girl, who was still dodging sideways just now, glanced at her neighbor with a bright eye, and quickly made a plan of action to deal with this kind of elegant talent, took out a copy of "Reader" from her duffel bag, and secretly replaced the "Bosom Friend" that she was still reading carefully with relish just now.
Ning Hao's movements were gentle and elegant, and he sat back in his place quietly.
The fashionable woman leaned in the direction of the window, closer to Ning Hao, gently raised the magazine in her hand, and said casually: "Tsk, there is really too much chicken soup for the soul recently!" I can't drink it anymore! β
Facing the accosting of the beauty, Ning Hao smiled slightly.
He lowered his head and took out the mobile phone he had just used to talk, and his fingers entered the numeric code quickly and flexibly, and the interface opened, his smile became even more charming, and he said in a voice so low that only she could hear: "I beg your pardon, ma'am!" I have a set of self-made face recognition APP here, because you are so beautiful, so I couldn't help but check it just now! β
The woman smiled, smugly looking forward to the compliment that followed.
Ning Hao held up the mobile phone screen in front of the beauty, smiled and said: "It's a pity that I have never been interested in third-tier female stars, not to mention that you are still eighteenth-tier!" β
The woman's expression gradually stiffened, looking at the photos displayed on the mobile phone screen in the form of a nine-square grid, it was her ambiguous experience that she was entangled with many directors, and her face turned red at the moment, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.