Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Professor Yang Rui, thank you for taking the route operated by SAS." After the plane stabilized, the captain came out and greeted Yang Rui.

Yang Rui sat upright and said with a smile, "Thank you for upgrading me."

"That's our honor." The captain was a Norwegian with a big beard, showing white teeth, and smiled: "If there is anything worthy of praise in Sweden, it must be meatballs and the Nobel Prize. By the way, you Want to visit the flight cabin?"

"Huh, can you?"

"Of course, you can fly a plane for a while if you want."

Before 9/11, the cockpit of the plane was far from being so sacred and inviolable. The captains were also happy to come out and interact with the passengers. However, flying a plane is an extra "reward", usually only special guests encounter a special plane. Long, there is such an opportunity.

Even if he won the Nobel Prize, Yang Rui didn't have the chance to fiddle with airplanes casually.

Yang Rui glanced at Jing Yulan and asked, "Can we go in together?"

"Of course, of course." The captain replied repeatedly.

Yang Rui and Jing Yulan walked into the cockpit in the envy of the first-class passengers. The passengers did not know that their lives were flashing.

With the extra care of the captain and stewardess, the boring journey seems to have become easier.

Early the next morning.

While the passengers were still confused, the broadcast on the plane was turned on again.

Just listen to the captain’s English saying: “We arrived in Bei@京上空, 30 minutes earlier than expected. You can get off the plane a little earlier and taste the Chinese breakfast... Today’s weather is good, I can lower the altitude a little bit. Let’s take a look at the fascinating scenery first. Especially to the passengers from the West, this is the homeland of Mr. Yang Rui, the winner of this year’s Nobel Prize in Medicine and Physiology. You are looking at the same land with him. This will be a story for your grandson in the future Good material...Huh..."

The passengers who were listening to the captain's announcement and smiling were all stiff.

What the **** is "Huh"?

"God!"

Passengers have already begun to cross their chests.

Fortunately, the captain broadcasted again: "I saw a large area of ​​red. I am not sure what it is. It looks like a red flag. If it is a red flag, it is a big red flag... Wait a minute, we can. Started to lower the height..."

The passengers in the cabin also looked out the window one after another, with a suitable angle, and they saw a red on the ground.

The stewardess had to warn everyone and kept shouting: "Please fasten your seat belts and don't loosen your seat belts. The plane is landing..."

"Well, I saw it. It's not a red flag. Oh, you must not imagine what it is." The captain's voice became high-pitched: "Ladies and gentlemen, you must not imagine what you see. "

"This may be a scene that many people don't see in their lives. Guys, I have to say, I have been flying in China for a while, but I have never seen such a scene." The captain's voice continued. Appeared in the broadcast.

As his volume increased, the altitude of the plane gradually dropped, and many people in the cabin could clearly see the scene below.

"Gosh."

"Amazing."

"Is this the Chinese flag?"

Many foreigners were amazed.

Yang Rui and Jing Yulan also craned their necks and looked down.

Looking on the ground from the air, a neat five-star red flag came into view.

If it is in a store, this is about a usual five-star red flag, but considering the altitude of the aircraft at this time, this red flag is even more impressive.

Moreover, it is getting more and more amazing.

Because it is not simple fabrics that make up this five-star red flag, but people lined up neatly.

Densely crowded people.

The foreigners on the entire plane were shocked.

In fact, the Chinese were also shocked.

"How many people does this cost?" Hu Chi couldn't help but speak.

"From my experience? A teacher?" The talking cadre stretched his neck, looked down carefully, and said, "Strengthen the teacher."

"It seems to be on the airport runway." The distance got closer, and everyone could see more clearly.

"Why do you want people to occupy the runway? This will affect the landing of the plane." This is the foreigner in front of him, asking for unknown reasons.

The same unknown Chinese diplomats, in order to safeguard the dignity of the country, had no choice but to explain: "The Chinese side will make proper arrangements before holding major events, and it will not affect the normal order of society..."

"They have few planes." Another "China Connect" next to it helped explain.

...

"Look, the red flag moved." In the cockpit, the pilots could see more clearly.

Moreover, the lower the altitude of the flight, the greater the scale of the red flag.

Soon, Yang Rui and Jing Yulan also saw the phalanx crowd in red clothes, red hats, and red scarves.

"It looks like a student?" Jing Yulan asked in surprise.

"It should be." Yang Rui was also full of curiosity.

To be honest, only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know how huge the square array of tens of thousands is.

"You two, please sit down, we are about to land." The captain looked back and made sure that both Yang Rui and Jing Yulan had fastened the seat belts on the spare seats before they started putting.

The flight landed slowly at the Capital Airport~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The students waving red scarves also lined up neatly and approached.

Naturally, their queues can't be as neat as a military parade, but the undulating wave-like changes really feel like a red flag fluttering.

The flight stopped steadily under the arrangement of the tower, and was overwhelmed by the red flag in an instant.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

The thunderous shouts, through the sound insulation, spread to everyone's ears, bringing surprises to the Chinese and the foreigners to be at a loss.

"Professor Yang, Duke Qiao is here too." Hu Chi could not sit still when he saw the outside scene from the cabin.

Yang Rui's mouth twitched twice and asked, "What should I do?"

"What can I do, this is your time." Hu Chi said and sent Yang Rui to the hatch of the plane, and watched Yang Rui get off the plane.

Let the music begin!

Red scarf dancing!

Sing softly and neatly in harmony: "Let's swing our oars, the boat pushes away the waves, and the beautiful white pagoda is reflected on the sea..."

Qiao Gong came slowly.

The Chinese and foreigners who were blocked on the plane and were not allowed to come down looked at each other.

Hu Chi and others could not imagine such a high-level reception, and foreigners were shocked by the crowds around them.

Yang Rui walked down the spiral staircase of the plane and looked around with a leisurely heart. Only then did he discover that the surrounding red scarves were wearing three bars and two bars on their arms. I saw the signs painted in red with the words "天@津大队", "湖@北孝@感支队" and so on...

Under the attention of countless shots, and under the gaze of outstanding representatives of primary and secondary schools across the country, Yang Rui's hand was held tightly by Qiao Gong, and for a moment, it was a big hug.

The flash is so bright that people can't open their eyes.