Song Chu rubbed his eyes: "I'm fast asleep, I didn't hear you." He then asked her: "Is there something wrong?"
"It's time to eat, everyone is waiting for you."
Song Chu wanted to say that he had no appetite, but then he thought about it and said, "I'll change my clothes and go there."
The food is very rich. In addition to what the hotel provides, there are also special diets brought back from the outside, which are full of tables. Everyone sat together talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was similar to that of an annual meeting.
Song Chu took a look around the crowd, but did not see Sheng Jinchu.
He seemed to ask casually: "Where are Manager Sheng and the instructor?"
A pilot replied: "The manager and the instructor went back, and they will follow the next flight."
Song Chu was slightly taken aback. Then go back?
Since she doesn't live here, why did she follow her to the hotel?
Song Chu's appetite, which was already choked up, had no appetite at all.
He hasn't said a word to Sheng Jinchu today.
Zuo Qing put the steaming vegetable porridge in front of him: "I ordered it specially for you, people with stomach upset should eat something light."
Song Chu pushed the bowl aside.
"I'm not hungry yet, you can eat first." He stood up and said, "I'm going out to get some air."
After leaving the restaurant, he called Sheng Jinchu.
The voice prompts to turn off the phone. At this time, she must have taken a flight from another company to go back, so she can arrange the itinerary of the next flight in advance.
Song Chu thought of her thin and small appearance, but she was actually no different from those talking and laughing girls inside. But it seems so tireless, do you really feel tired?
It is definitely not as comfortable to fly with another airline as to fly with your own.
Sheng Jinchu was covered with a blanket, and the warmth made him tired. It was too much for her to fly like this continuously, she closed her eyes and wanted to rest for a while. As soon as he calmed down, he couldn't help but think of Song Chu's painful appearance.
Sheng Jinchu's big eyes opened suddenly again, and she turned to look at the instructor.
Instructor Zhang is an old smoker, and he almost never leaves his hand when smoking is not prohibited. He was still very restrained on the plane at the moment, but he was a little overwhelmed by the intolerance.
His fingers kept skimming over the pockets of his jacket, Sheng Jinchu knew that there were cigarettes there.
"The no-smoking sign should be turned off soon."
Instructor Zhang smiled embarrassingly: "I'm too addicted to cigarettes, it's uncomfortable not to smoke."
Most of the airline instructors are old-fashioned smokers. People who don't smoke at first will gradually develop the habit of never leaving their hands when they become instructors.
Sheng Jinchu understood: "The pressure is too great."
Instructor Zhang said: "The pressure is not important. Sometimes it is purely to relieve tension. The pilots of civil aviation companies are not easy to do. They have retraining and physical examination twice a year. Anything that fails must be rebuilt. Their When the pressure is high, it will cause our instructors to be nervous." He immediately made a painful expression: "Especially when training new pilots, in that state, even blood pressure will rise. In just a few minutes, take off, ascend, level Flying, descending, turning around, landing, and returning to the original runway, each student has to repeat it more than a dozen times, and he has to be in charge of several students at a time. At that time, not to mention the nervousness of the students, we are even more nervous as instructors. A cigarette is enough for relief, even two puffs are good. My addiction to cigarettes was acquired after I became an instructor, and now I can¡¯t quit even if I want to.¡±
Sheng Jinchu thought about it: "It is indeed painful enough. If I were going up and down endlessly like that, my blood pressure would definitely soar."
The instructor said with emotion: "So, the job of a pilot is not easy. It's not as easy as everyone imagined. Just sit in the cockpit and turn on the autopilot mode. It's pure nonsense. Just think about the endless skill assessment. And theoretical knowledge test, you know how much pressure this line of work has.¡±
Sheng Jinchu nodded and fell silent.
Just as the no-smoking lights had gone out, the instructor got up to smoke. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com