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It is advisable to marry, adopt, open the market, travel;

Chang'an Airport.

Zheng Qing pinched his fingers and counted the good fortune for a long time, and was very satisfied with the day chosen by the school.

Before coming to the airport, he made another trip to the vocabulary and carefully asked Pan Donkey about the boarding method.

"Take your boarding pass and ask the ground staff at any counter where there is no queue to change your registration card, and then follow the instructions on the registration card and get on the plane directly. ”

Pan Donkey explained lightly, but Zheng Qing listened worriedly.

"Any counter is fine, why look for a counter where no one is there?" he asked.

"Isn't the speed of someone queuing slow!" Pan Donkey seemed to look at a fool: "Don't go to the counter where no one queues up, and queue up to play, how idle you have to be." ”

Zheng Qing silently lowered his head and took his small notebook to write down the general process.

"When you're out and about, just ask if you don't understand, don't be shy. There are a lot of people who take a plane for the first time, and the airport is full of information desks, just ask a beautiful sister. Pan Donkey waved him impatiently.

"Is it okay to have an ordinary airport information desk?" Zheng Qing added an accent to the word 'ordinary'.

"Do you want First University to hang a sign of the Wizarding Alliance at Chang'an Airport?!" Pan Donkey rolled his eyes and blew the lock of long hair on his forehead.

Zheng Qingne was speechless.

He always felt that the way of boarding the plane should, perhaps, probably, need a bit of wizarding style.

Like dragging a suitcase over a wall?

Or chanting a spell in an abandoned restroom at an airport to some weird mirror?

However, the reality is always extraordinarily simple.

With the ticket certificate in hand and finding a counter where no one was queuing, Zheng Qing changed the boarding pass in less than a minute.

There was no baggage check-in, no long waiting time, not even cumbersome checks and complicated boarding gates, Zheng Qing just declared an extra 'pet Ctrip' and entered the waiting hall with Poseidon in his arms.

The ground staff in the departure hall took him to a VIP entrance and said goodbye politely. Following the signs, Zheng Qing walked through the soft red carpet, the hard aisles, and the soft skin, and soon boarded the flight of First University.

The cabin is much more spacious than it looks from the outside, with two seats on the left and one on the right. Each of the two rows of seats is placed opposite each other.

The flight attendants on the plane were all dressed in navy blue crisp robes, with their hair in a bun and a belt, with a decent smile on their faces, holding the law book in one hand and guiding Zheng Qing to take a seat with the other.

Zheng Qing noticed that the law book in the flight attendant's hand was a Bolognese bound book that he had seen in Shangyuan Bookstore, and the exquisite ornamentation and gorgeous dipping mouth on it looked new and clean.

These flight attendants looked very rich, and Zheng Qing was secretly speechless. He still remembered that this law book was sold for more than 20 jade coins in Shangyuan Bookstore, and his full scholarship was only 10 jade coins.

Under the guidance of the flight attendant, Zheng Qing found his seat without much effort.

His seat was in the aisle on the left side of the fifth row, and all the passengers around him were seated, except for the window seat next to him.

Zheng Qing prayed in his heart that this seat belonged to a beautiful woman.

The seats are spacious, and the black leather chairs are soft and make you feel much more relaxed when you sit on them. The armrests on both sides shimmer with a silvery-white metallic sheen, and you can't help but slip back into your arms when you put your arms on them.

Placing Poseidon on his lap, Zheng Qing looked at the several passengers around him.

Directly across from him sat a short boy with watermelon hair, a pair of large black-rimmed glasses, and a large black hard-shell notebook writing quickly. Next to the watermelon-headed boy sat a handsome classmate with a slender figure and a middle ponytail. The classmate was holding a suspiciously long strip of package, silently turning his face sideways, looking out the window at the dry concrete floor.

Maybe it's a woman, or maybe it's a man. Zheng Qing looked at the handsome classmate, and was a little uncertain. He turned his head and looked at the two people across the aisle.

Across the aisle sat a bald little fat man, dressed in gray cloth, with a string of dark purple dragon's eye Buddha beads hanging around his neck, holding a scroll of scriptures and shaking his head and looking at it. The passenger opposite the little monk was lying on the table and sleeping with his head down, and Zheng Qing could only guess the passenger's gender by the big burgundy wavy hair that was exposed.

Looking around, none of his eyes crossed paths with him.

Zheng Qingdian felt bored.

So he took out his talisman from the gray cloth bag, turned out the small table hidden under the armrest, took out the brush and vermilion ink, rubbed his hands, and began his daily homework.

The talisman is in exchange for the Hui character set, the back word grid, yellow paper, a post of sixty pages, each page has a commonly used talisman, such as exorcism, meditation, evil spirits, playing the sky, please God, transcendence and so on.

The talisman can be torn off and can be used at any time, if not used, it can also be resold to the pen and paper store, and the six pages of intact talisman can be replaced with a blank post, and the child is not deceived. If there is no mistake in the whole rune, Zheng Qing can exchange it for ten runes, and Granny Cai of Baicaotang will also give him a piece of vermilion ink or a sheep's hair pen with a smile.

Since he was ten years old, Zheng Qing has never spent any money on talismans, and even the vermilion ink brush he got back from the owner of the pen and paper shop is enough to use it for many years.

He sighed on Zhu Mo, made a stroke with a brush, lifted the pen and concentrated, and waved it after a while.

Zheng Qing looked at this meditation talisman and nodded with satisfaction.

There's nothing more relaxing than writing a talisman. If there is, it is to write two symbols.

He picked up the pen again, only to be interrupted by a voice.

"Hello. A timid voice rang in his ears.

Zheng Qing raised his head.

A little girl about ten years old was dragging a pink trolley suitcase and stood uneasily in front of him.

The girl wore two pigtails, a pink dress, a pair of small white round-toed leather shoes, and a deformed registration card in her hand.

Lori! Zheng Qing's heart roared.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the watermelon-headed boy opposite stop the pen in his hand and look up.

"I seem to be in the seat inside. Little Lori said sneeringly.

"Oh, excuse me, please come in, please come in. Zheng Qing hurriedly stood up and tried to show a kind smile: "What about your family, aren't you with me?"

As he spoke, he helped the little girl stuff the pink trolley box into the overhead compartment.

Zheng Qing had already stuffed his heavy luggage into his gray pocket, he didn't expect that there would be wizards dragging these obstructive luggage.

"Didn't the notice from the First University say that parents are not allowed to accompany him?" little Lori's surprised voice sounded behind him.

Zheng Qing's hand loosened, so that he was smashed on the head by the small pink box.

He shoved the box into the storage compartment and slammed it on the door.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the little Lori in front of him.

This girl is her classmate??!!