Song Chu saw Sheng Jinchu again on the return plane two days later. Before the hatch closed, Sheng Jinchu hurried in with a bag.
Song Chu silently helped her estimate the flight time for the past few days, which basically caught up with the flight time of a high-level pilot for half a month.
"Aren't you working hard?"
As soon as she approached, Song Chu blurted out the question.
Sheng Jinchu's big eyes are still not bright and cunning enough, but their greatest characteristic is their calmness. Even though there are a few criss-crossing streaks of red blood in the white eyes, it doesn't prevent her from looking at people calmly.
"It's okay. You can sleep on the plane." She narrowed her eyes and said, "It's you, can you fly?"
It seems that forty-eight hours did not let him really relax. Doesn't he feel relieved now that he's finally getting out of here?
Sheng Jinchu was really curious, what happened to him in this city? In other words, what happened during the flight mission on this route broke his psychological defense line.
Song Chu couldn't bear her scrutiny, so he sat up straight and stopped looking at her.
He said lightly: "I will fly the second half of the flight." The four pilots originally flew alternately.
Sheng Jinchu said: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't fly."
There is a part of leadership care in these words.
"Stop rambling, hurry up and catch up on sleep when you have time!" Song Chu tilted his head, and flicked her forehead with his fingers, because he deliberately lowered his voice, appearing to be gnashing his teeth.
Sheng Jinchu was shocked by his daring behavior, except Jiang Aihua who would pinch her from time to time since childhood, who would dare to touch her Sheng Jinchu?
Even if you are a boyfriend, you should at least respect each other like a guest, if you don¡¯t imagine that they are respectful?
Sheng Jinchu wanted to kick him up, but if other people saw her openly kicking a pilot, how decent would it be? Moreover, Sheng Jinchu felt that if she really wanted to fight back, this man with a proud expression would be even more excited.
It was rare for Sheng Jinchu to gnash his teeth with hatred like this, but he couldn't do anything with one person.
The Demon King of Confusion quickly fell silent. During the eight-hour return voyage, Song Chu had been sleeping for the first five hours. His face was turned to one side of the light shield, his arms were folded, and his posture was rarely changed, as if he was really fast asleep. The flight attendant didn't dare to wake him up when delivering meals and drinks.
Until a captain came out to change shift, he got up and went to the cockpit.
People who have slept for a long time have a lazy look, and they look sullen and silent like a child waking up.
When passing by Sheng Jinchu, he suddenly raised his hand and patted her hair, which was the most intimate greeting.
Sheng Jinchu was like a spring, almost jumping up from his seat. She subconsciously wanted to say, "Are you crazy?" But within two seconds, she felt that she was crazy.
Looking at Song Chu's back in uniform, Sheng Jinchu felt a warm current in his heart.
I am afraid that this kind of emotion can only be felt when you are young. When a boy passes by the girl he admires, he either pulls her hair or pats the top of her hair. His hands are always dishonest, and his movements are ambiguous and intimate. . The girl raised her head pretending to be annoyed, and she would definitely bump into the boy's smiling youthful face. His eyes were hot and his heart was pounding.
Sheng Jinchu could imagine it, but he had never experienced it. At this moment, she seemed to be rejuvenated, and the dryness and heat inexplicably climbed onto her face.
Suddenly, I felt that Song Chu, who was 27 years old and as vigorous as the jumping sunshine, was so good.
An idea in Sheng Jinchu's mind became more and more firm.
When the plane landed, Sheng Jinchu and Instructor Zhang got down first. The two walked out through the covered bridge all the way.
The company's car has arrived.
Sheng Jinchu asked instructor Zhang as he walked, "How was Song Chu's performance when he entered the arena?"
"His operation has always been very stable. You can see it when he went there. He is not muddled at all. After the general pilot is on vacation, the sense of operation will become dull when flying a long-lost route, but Song Chu has no such thing at all. It is hard to imagine. He hasn't flown this route for more than a year, and it's hard for me to be in such a state." Instructor Zhang sighed and shook his head: "It can be seen that he is really talented."
Hearing what he said, Sheng Jinchu was secretly relieved.
She asked casually: "Is it possible to tell whether a pilot is talented from the operational skills?"
Instructor Zhang squinted his eyes, "Not only the operational skills, but also the sensitivity of talented pilots." He suddenly remembered something, took a look at Sheng Jinchu and said, "I found that Song Chu is a talented pilot, he is the one who came here." Eastern Airlines for the first timeWhen adding retraining. Before that, I heard that he was a backup pilot who only flew domestic routes. I saw and found that he was very young, and I was full of doubts about his flying skills. I was also very impatient during the training, and the change in cognition came when I entered the field for a real flight training. I had received the weather forecast in advance, saying that there was a striker passing near the Imperial Capital International Airport. At that time, I also deliberately looked out the window and found that the weather was fine, with a few clouds, and the line of sight was relatively open. Both the sky and the ground were northerly. In principle, the plane landed against the wind. According to the usual practice, it should land from south to north. The designated runway notice from the airport controller at that time was also correct. I decided that there was no problem with the safe landing. The whole person also relaxed. "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com