"Good morning, fellow students. Welcome to the Umeng Yuexia Airlines direct flight to the First University. I am Su Qijun, the flight attendant. I am happy to serve you. The estimated flight time of this journey is five hours and thirty-five minutes. During the journey,
We have prepared a delicious lunch for you, and students in need can go to the cafeteria to eat after the plane takes off; if you need other help, please press the red button above your head, and our flight attendants will serve you wholeheartedly."
"Our plane is about to take off, and the flight attendants will conduct routine safety inspections. Please sit down in your seats, put away the tray tables, fasten your seat belts, and hold your pets in your arms."
"Thank you for your cooperation and wish you a pleasant journey."
"Su Qijun!" Li Meng screamed: "What is her relationship with Su Shijun! Do I want her to sign an autograph and take a photo?"
"They are all the younger generation of Qingqiu Su family, you can tell by their names." Xiao Xiao put away his notebook, held the old turtle in his arms, and sat upright: "It's just that she is not
Su Shijun, what’s the point of taking a photo with her?”
"Who is Su Shijun?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but ask while putting away his small table.
"The youngest member of the Yuexia Parliament, the designated heir of the Qingqiu Su family, rumored to have reached the five-tailed realm, and the most beautiful woman in the wizarding world who is undergoing the assessment of the Grand Wizarding Conference." Xiao Xiao quickly replied without blinking an eyelid: "No.
, should be the goddess. The goddess of all wizards in the wizarding world."
"Goddess." Zheng Qing touched Poseidon in his arms and glanced at the aisle of the cabin.
A flight attendant wearing a crisp uniform was bending over, smiling, and whispering something to a classmate in the front row. The tight uniform perfectly outlined her graceful figure, and her slender legs were further enhanced.
Such visual impact.
Zheng Qing swallowed and quickly looked away.
Don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate, don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate, don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate.
He silently recited the proverb three times in his heart, but his mind still kept sketching the beautiful curve just now.
The young man was very angry. He comforted himself, changed his sitting position, took out an almond from the box and chewed it.
"Classmate, the plane is about to take off. For the safety of you and others, please put away the small table."
A beautiful voice sounded not far away, Zheng Qing turned his head, and the flight attendant was calling softly to the burgundy big wave who was sleeping on his stomach across the aisle.
Two seats across the aisle, on one side sat a young monk wearing a gray cloth, while the passengers on the other side had been sleeping on the small table. The young monk had put away his scriptures and was meditating with his eyes closed. And the passenger opposite him
With big burgundy waves, Zheng Qing has been sleeping since he got on the plane.
Under repeated calls from the flight attendant, the passenger with burgundy wavy hair shook his head and raised his head, revealing a delicate little face.
Not wearing any makeup, but very colorful. Zheng Qing admired it from the bottom of his heart. Compared with the flight attendant next to him, he was not inferior at all.
He stretched his arms lazily, squinted his eyes slightly with big burgundy waves, put away the small table, then pulled out an eye mask from his bag, put it on his head, leaned on the large seat and continued to breathe.
Big sleep.
This made Zheng Qing quite disappointed.
"What are you holding in your arms? Don't you need to put it away?" Li Meng looked at the passenger opposite him and asked, "What's your name, and which class at Jiuyou College are you in?"
Opposite Li Meng was a classmate with a delicate face. His long black hair was tied up and stuffed into the wide hood of his white coat. His purple scarf was casually placed on his shoulders, and he held the long strip in his arms with both hands.
Bao Bao has been looking out the window silently.
Zheng Qing rubbed his head as he felt a headache.
Five minutes ago, little Luoli still looked timid, but after getting a little familiar with it, he started chattering non-stop.
Maybe instead of a dove, she should have a sparrow.
"The scarf around your neck is so beautiful! What is it made of?"
Looking back, Zheng Qing saw Li Meng leaning forward to touch the purple scarf and pat it.
"Wow, it feels so good!" Li Meng exclaimed.
"Giggle..." A purple fluffy mink head came out of the wide hood behind the scarf owner, making a threatening sound in his throat. The purple scarf jumped a few times, then suddenly put it into the hood, and even Zheng Zheng
Qingdu was shocked.
It turned out that it was not a scarf, but a sable tail.
Li Meng was stunned, her mouth flattened, her eyes filled with tears, and her eyes began to turn red.
"My name is Lanque, and this is a sword." The owner of the sable finally spoke. He looked away from the window, pointed to the long package in his arms, and comforted awkwardly: "Don't cry."
It was a male voice, Zheng Qing finally confirmed.
Li Meng's eyes were red, she sniffed and showed a bright smile: "I'm not crying, I'm a college student!"
The little purple mink seemed very proud. He put his two front paws on the left shoulder of the blue sparrow, stretched out, and opened his mouth leisurely, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.
Poseidon glanced at the little mink with great interest and shook his big tail.
The pigeon on Li Meng's shoulder cooed angrily, waving its wings to intimidate the sable opposite.
"Everyone, please hold your pets in your arms, our plane will take off soon." The flight attendant's beautiful voice came to his ears, and Zheng Qing quickly turned his head, showing a serious expression.
A refreshing fragrance drifted over with the clicking of heels.
The graceful curves appeared in front of Zheng Qing's eyes again, and they were so close. The flight attendant leaned forward and pushed up the sun visor on the window. At the same time, he bent down and checked the seat belts around the waists of several people.
Zheng Qing's nostrils were filled with an intoxicating aroma.
He tensed up nervously, not daring to move. Poseidon in his arms was strangled by him and he stuck out his little tongue and screamed.
"What a cute little thing." The flight attendant smiled and scratched Poseidon's ears. Zheng Qing could clearly see the flight attendant's nose twitching rapidly.
Looking up, he saw a pair of big dark red eyes.
The clear eyes were like two hot springs, making him addicted and unable to extricate himself.
When he came to his senses, the plane had begun to fly smoothly. Several people around him were discussing something heatedly, and even the little monk across the aisle joined in their conversation.
"How did you get your notice?" Xiao Xiao put down the small table in front of him again and was recording something in his black notebook.
"Amitabha, when the young monk was copying scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, he saw his notice from the folder of the Diamond Sutra." The young monk next to him twirled his rosary: "After reporting to the presiding officer, the abbot gave the young monk a letter.
Jiezi said, 'All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such'. So the young monk came."
"I hunted a wild monster in the Qilian Mountains and dug out the notice from the monster's belly." Lanque still cherishes his words like gold.
Zheng Qing clicked his tongue, suddenly feeling that the way he got the notice was a bit too simple.