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Chapter 611

Nan Song closed the book and handed it to him.

Mr. Captain's long eyelashes trembled slightly, "Aren't your books not available for loan?"

"Yes, so this book is given to you."

Nan Song smiled playfully, "I won't borrow it, but I can give it away. It doesn't violate my principles."

"However," she stopped smiling in the next second, "please go to the empty seat next to me and look at it. I still have to do my homework."

The captain's eyes fell on the review pages on the small table. Nan Song reached out to cover them, and pointed to the empty seat on the other side, signaling him to go away quickly.

The man didn't have a bad temper. He picked up the book, said "thank you", then went to the seat next to him and read it attentively.

Nan Song knew that this kind of long-term international flights usually implement a dual-pilot system, but this first officer is a little too leisurely and doesn't even need to return to the cockpit?

The plane was still flying smoothly, and Nan Song continued to write his own inspection book, trying his best to piece it together.

"Phew, done!"

She finally finished writing 3,000 words by hand, no more, no less, exactly 3,000. She couldn't make up even one more word.

Nan Song shook his sore hand.

Writing this thing is more tiring than asking her to carve two towers.

I'll discuss it with my elder brother later. Don't let her write self-reflections in the future. Get a piece of good material and engrave a letter of repentance on it. It can be used repeatedly and it's environmentally friendly.

She put away the review, stretched, and found that the captain was still reading, and had already read half of the book.

It seems that he really took it into consideration.

Nan Song didn't bother anyone, carefully put the self-review away, put it in his backpack, and prepared to take a nap.

I got up to have a meal in the middle, but the captain was not there during the meal.

It should be time to change shifts.

After dinner, Nan Song read for a while, and then went to sleep, telling Xiang Xiang and Xiang Xiang not to stretch too much all the time, and sleep when they needed to.

"The captains can take turns, and so can the bodyguards."

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that Nan Song woke up again with a jolt.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome captain's uniform and an expressionless face.

He seemed to have rested. His eyes were a little red, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He said in a low voice, "The airflow is turbulent. Fasten your seat belt."

Nan Song, half asleep and half awake, made a slight noise and adjusted the seat.

Suddenly a tall figure pressed over her, and Nan Song subconsciously raised her head. Before she could react, the man had already squatted down and fastened her seat belt again.

"It's safe this way." He showed her the correct way to tie it.

Nan Song looked at his pair of light gray eyes under his thick black eyebrows, and just now realized that his pupils were still glowing with purple light, and they were very rare gray-purple eyes.

I was a little stunned for a moment and indulged in it.

Soon the flight attendant announced that the plane was turbulent and reminded passengers to put away the tray tables, adjust their seats, fasten their seat belts, and not leave their seats.

There seemed to be passengers making trouble in the economy class. The flight attendant rushed over to deal with it. Bingtuozi frowned slightly and walked out.

Nan Song came back to his senses and raised his wrist to check the time. It was 2:15 in the morning in China, and he would land at Birmingham Airport in more than half an hour.

There is an eight-hour time difference between Birmingham and South City. It is now around 6 pm in Birmingham, the sun has not completely set, and the weather outside is sunny, which is a rare good weather.

"I'll see my eldest brother soon. I wonder if he has time to pick me up because he has so many things to do."

Nan Song murmured quietly, but unexpectedly, someone behind her suddenly answered, "Yes."

She suddenly turned around and saw the captain had returned at some point.

The flight attendant is an extremely elegant and beautiful Y-mixed beauty. She spares no effort to praise the captain. She has a lot of beautiful words, and the translation is almost like——

"The captain takes action, one can defeat two others."

Someone must be deliberately looking for trouble, but as soon as the cold-faced captain stepped into action, he directly overwhelmed the opponent with his momentum and bluffed the opponent with a single look.

Nan Song was watching the excitement of handsome men and beauties, and imagined a drama between "handsome captain and beautiful stewardess" in his mind, when suddenly——

There was a huge explosion from the plane.
Chapter completed!
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