How to solve the problem of tying cp with the hostile gang leader

The plane began to glide slowly, and then accelerated to take off.Zhou Jinyan opened his eyes, and outside the window was the clear and bright blue sky, the huge wings of the plane slowly passed through the clouds and mist, and those tall buildings shrank little by little, reduced to Lego puzzles for children.

Mountains, rivers and seas, thousands of miles of pasture.All the scenery is as simple as a collage made of colorful cloth strips, and then it is covered under the thick white clouds until it disappears completely.

The plane gradually stabilized, and the stewardess pushed the dining car past.Zhou Jinyan turned on the small TV behind the seat without interest, trying to find something to kill the thirteen hours now.

He scanned the options and settled on a puzzle game, Tetris.

Zhou Jinyan concentrated on competing with these colorful square grids, and his points rose rapidly.The stewardess pushed the dining car over and said softly, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Huh?" Zhou Jinyan was busy fighting with Xiaoge, casually glanced at the dining car, "Water, thank you."

The stewardess poured a glass of water, and the person next to him took it and handed it over. Zhou Jinyan didn't look at it, and reached out to take it.

The hands of the two are intimately and seamlessly touching in the air.

Zhou Jinyan's hands froze, and "GameOver" appeared on the screen. He came back to his senses, took the water and took a sip: "Thank you."

"No need." The man smiled, showing a bit of canine teeth.

Sleeping is a great way to pass the time on a long trip.After waiting for the passengers, the stewardess finished the meal and cleared away the remaining packing boxes, and then very considerately lowered the brightness of the cabin lights.Zhou Jinyan put on the blindfold, and for some reason, he glanced at the people around him before going to bed.

The man was wearing headphones, watching a very old comedy, laughing at the movie from time to time.

Zhou Jinyan pulled down the blindfold and closed his eyes.

Naturally, I couldn't sleep well on the plane, and I kept the same posture for a long time, and the back of the seat was so tight that my back hurt.Zhou Jinyan couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, so he simply took off the blindfold, put on the headphones provided on the plane, and started flipping through the movie library.

The person next to him had already finished watching that old-fashioned comedy and switched to another well-known foreign science fiction film.His black pupils were pitch black, with only a small spot of light, which was the shining blue light from the TV screen.

Zhou Jinyan found a documentary and skipped and watched several episodes.The stewardess brightened up the cabin and served drinks and breakfast.Looking at a box of cold, vacuum-packed food, Zhou Jinyan has no appetite. Fortunately, he has long been used to the force-feeding diet after wandering abroad for a long time—whether the food is good or not, he just fills it into his stomach first.While nibbling on his meal bag, he turned on the positioning system on the plane. They had already flown over half of the Pacific Ocean and were on their way to the Bering Strait.After crossing the Bering Strait, we arrived at our destination within a few hours.

Zhou Jinyan packed up the leftover food, put on the earphones and continued to be in a daze.

Time passed quickly, the plane began to descend through the clouds, the sun disappeared below the horizon, and distant lights began to flicker.Zhou Jinyan opened the window panel, and felt that from the plane, there seemed to be no difference between domestic and foreign countries. The same dots of lights, the same mountains and rivers, dotted with stars, and a few clouds drifted past the window from time to time, like stretched cotton Sugar, fragrant and soft.

The plane entered the gliding state, and after a few hundred meters of close contact with the ground, it stopped slowly due to friction. Zhou Jinyan opened the seat belt and planned to get up to get a bag.

But the big brother next to him was still watching the movie with headphones on, and he didn't intend to move at all.

Zhou Jinyan was helpless, and patted him: "Let's go."

"Huh?" The man took off the earphones and looked around, "It's so soon?"

Passengers stood up one after another, took off their carry-on luggage from the top shelf, and stood in the aisle, waiting for the plane's door to open.The eldest brother turned around and gave way to Zhou Jinyan.

The seats in the economy class are not spacious. Although Zhou Jinyan is thin, he is still an adult man with a height of 1.8 meters. It is a bit embarrassing for him to squeeze through the narrow gap between another adult man and the front seat. .He tried to squeeze—squeezed a calf.

Zhou Jinyan withdrew his legs, raised his long legs ruthlessly, and stepped over the man.

Zhou Jinyan has already gone through the subsequent process countless times, going through customs, picking up checked luggage, and taking the airport bus at Kennedy Airport to another terminal for a transfer.

In the early hours of the morning, only a few customs gates were opened, and a separate inspection gate was opened for those with student visas—the recent student visas and document cards are particularly strict, and those with student visas were even taken into small black rooms in batches .No communication tools were allowed in the small black room. Zhou Jinyan looked at his watch several times and felt that the time was extremely long.

10 minutes later, seemingly confirming that his visa and documents were OK, a customs officer came out, called his name, and returned his documents and passport.

When he was going out, he happened to meet the big brother who was sitting next to him on the plane. The latter looked blank, seeing him as if he saw a relative with eager eyes, as if he wanted to come and find out what the situation was.

However, the big black brother who led the team didn't intend to give them this chance, and led the team to continue walking forward at a brisk pace. Within a few seconds, the two of them passed by.

Jiang Xingting was taken into the legendary little black room.

There are four or five rows of plastic chairs in the small black room. Thirty or so people are sitting scattered on the chairs. A few blond foreigners are sitting alone in front of the officials and making calls, which looks like a bank's business counter.Jiang Xingting didn't quite understand, but judging from the expressions on their faces and anxious tone, he could guess that something went wrong when they passed the customs.

Sitting next to him was a man who had been brought in in the same batch as him.That man was dressed in luxury from head to toe, carrying a Burberry backpack and co-branded basketball shoes. He looked like a rich second-generation dude.It seemed that this was the first time he had encountered such a thing. He looked anxious, and repeated several times "I still have to catch a plane". The staff negotiates in English.

Jiang Xingting strained his ears to listen, and the man was saying that he had to catch a plane later and was running out of time, and asked the staff if he could return his passport quickly.The attitude of the staff is very good, and they are not like the fierce customs officials in the TV series. They listened to him with a smile, and then said with a smile: "NO."

So the man came back in disgrace and sat down. Jiang Xingting felt a little sympathetic to him, and by the way rejoiced that his next flight was at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Since he couldn't play with his mobile phone, Jiang Xingting could only start observing the people around him with different expressions.Almost all of them in this row were students who had just come in with a student visa. Not far away sat a blonde beauty, wearing high-heeled patent leather boots and skinny jeans, her fingers painted with bright red nail polish were twiddling a strand of curly hair in a bored manner.A little farther away was a big man with a bushy beard and his sleeves rolled up, revealing the gaudy tattoos on his arms. He crossed his arms and stared impatiently at the staff in front of him.

Jiang Xingting was in the middle of his investigation when he was suddenly called by his name.He raised his head, not far away, a staff member took his passport and read it with difficulty: "Xingting...Jiang?"

"Hey." He stood up, took a few steps to take the passport, smiled, "Thank you."

The rich second generation watched him go out enviously and enviously, and muttered in a low voice, "I dare say that the speed of the inspection depends on the face..."

Zhou Jinyan arrived at the transit gate after twelve o'clock in the evening. The check-in counters of American Airlines had already closed, and the lobby outside the security checkpoint was empty. People in twos and threes with their suitcases were sitting on the ground against the wall, and they had already occupied the charging socket first. excellent location.

Zhou Jinyan also found an open space to sit down, turned on his phone and began to scan Weibo.