I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

Song Qingyue opened his mouth, unable to believe what he heard.

"Lin Qingqian, what do you mean?"

Wen Guixiao also heard this sentence, and stared at Lin Qingqian's drooping head in disbelief, then thought of something, and his face turned pale.

"Deploying this helicopter is the best effort I can do," Lin Qingqian still lowered her proud head, as if confessing, but her voice was indifferent and cold, and there was no room for regret In a questioning tone, "The nuclear vehicle carried four people, including a pilot and a co-pilot."

Being grabbed by the collar, Lin Qingqian was forced to look up, and saw Song Qingyue's fire-breathing eyes.

She controlled the earth-shaking emotions in her heart, and silently looked at Song Qingyue.

The glacier-like gaze extinguished the flames of anger and hope in the child's eyes.

"Let's go," Lin Qingqian gently held Song Qingyue's wrist, and slowly separated her fingers from her collar, "Aftershocks will come anytime."

This time, Song Qingyue lowered his head, unable to see her expression.

"You also know that aftershocks will come at any time," she growled restlessly, lowering her voice, "Sister Xiao is still pregnant with a child, and we are also thanks to her these days, how can you just let her go like this!"

"Song Qingyue," Lin Qingqian called her name word by word, "I don't have time to talk to you about this urgent situation, and I don't want to bring a smile? Don't engage in meaningless quarrels!"

Song Qingyue was in a daze: completely different from himself, Lin Qingqian rarely called her by her first and last name.

Probably out of breath.

"Qingyue," Lin Qingqian held her arm, her voice softened a little, pleading, "Go quickly."

Song Qingyue turned his head to look at Wen Guixiao who was smiling forcefully, and turned back silently.

"Can't you try again?"

Lin Qingqian was silent for a while, then nodded, then turned and walked towards the soldier.

"Can I bring another person?"

The soldier communicated with her in unproficient English, "Ma'am, we were originally on a mission. You can see that the weapons are fully loaded, almost reaching the maximum weight, and the fuel tank is not full. Can you go back to the airport on the mainland?" It is the problem, it is recommended not to take the risk of bringing an extra one, it is very prone to accidents.”

"The order I got is to bring you back. Your order is also my highest order. If you want to bring it back, I can only say that I have persuaded you."

The soldier leaned on his heels lightly and saluted Lin Qingqian.

"I see." Lin Qingqian nodded.

There was nothing to hesitate, and she was ready when she heard that the local government could only pull out a Wuzhi.

"□□, give it to me."

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then took out the gun on his side and handed it to Lin Qingqian.

"Wait a minute, knock that child out and take her away."

"Yes."

Song Qingyue pursed his lips, looked at Lin Qingqian who came back with air-conditioning all over, as if he had confirmed the fact, "You can only bring two people, right?"

"That's right." Lin Qingqian didn't look at her, but stared at Wen Guixiao's face.

Song Qing exhaled lightly, then said firmly, "Lin Qingqian, I have a plan."

"You, go away with a gentle smile, and I will stay."

Wen Gui smiled and raised his head suddenly, looking at Song Qingyue's thin and arrogant back, his eyes slowly turned red.

Lin Qingqian seemed to have heard a joke, and looked at Song Qingyue amusedly, "Why? Why?"

Song Qingyue's expression was firm and calm, he even laughed and snapped his fingers, "Classic question, the Titanic sank, and there is only the last seat left, should it be reserved for pregnant women or nobles?"

Lin Qingqian's expression gradually turned ferocious, but her tone remained calm, "Qingyue, of course, is evaluated according to social value."

"I knew you would say that," Song Qingyue silently thought about what Xiao Liang taught her, "To convince Lin Qingqian, you must first become her", said loudly, "That's better than social value."

"I'm just a little star. Fortunately, I made a good drama and many people like it. But Wen Guixiao, the child in her belly, do you understand what she means?"

Lin Qingqian pursed her lips tightly.

"How many people's hope is that? How much, the hope of people like us?" Song Qingyue felt that Lin Qingqian seemed to be loosening up, and his voice gradually softened, as he persuaded, "Leave me the satellite phone, the embassy." I must be looking for survivors. My rescue priority at the embassy must be very high. My sister is Chinese, so the priority is definitely not that high, and she is already sick. I am young and strong, and you gave me Self-defense products, no matter how you look at it, my survival rate is higher.”

Lin Qingqian slowly approached Song Qingyue and hugged her slowly.

"No, the value judgment criteria here are set by me."

"I don't look at probability here." She whispered in Song Qingyue's ear, "I want you to live 100%."

"Song Qingyue, I've said it many times, don't make fun of me with your life."

Song Qingyue and Lin Qingqian hugged, but it was the first time that Lin Qingqian felt so cold.

Wen Gui smiled behind her, seeing more clearly - Lin Qingqian's eyes were gradually covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Lin Qingqian," Song Qingyue wanted to make the last attempt, "If you laugh at my sister...and die here, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Lin Qingqian slowly closed her eyes: "If it were you, I would not have this life."

After a few seconds, she suddenly said, "Okay, I promise you."

Song Qingyue turned to look at her in surprise, but there was a huge force coming from the back of his head.

Lin Qingqian slowly let go of Song Qingyue, handed her unconscious to the soldier, and said softly, "Take her up."

The soldier looked hesitantly at Lin Qingqian and Wen Guixiao who were standing in the cold wind, "What about you?"

"Wait for a few minutes, I'll settle some things." Lin Qingqian stared at Wen Guixiao, who had a bitter smile on his face all the time.

Lin Qingqian approached her silently, hugged her, "I'm sorry."

"Thank you for the past few days."

Wen Guixiao didn't reach out his hand, "President Xiao Lin, I understand you, but I can't say it's okay."

"Perhaps I should have predicted this situation when I answered Qingyue that I would also abandon Er Chong and the others."

"It's okay." Lin Qingqian nodded slightly, "I will do my best."

get you out.

She didn't say the last four words, it was really ironic and cheap to make a promise under such circumstances.

Wen Guixiao let out a breath slowly, closed his eyes, "Please go quickly, the aftershocks will come at any time."

Lin Qingqian took half a step back, "Slap me across the face."

"What did you say?" Wen Guixiao touched the thing Lin Qingqian stuffed into her arms, and when he heard this sentence again, he froze.

"I said, slap me, the harder the better." Lin Qing said with a smile, "Be obedient and treat you well."

Wen Guixiao is also a smart person. Seeing the jealous eyes of the local residents around them looking at them like wild animals, he touched the gun and knife that Lin Qingqian stuffed into her arms, and understood something.

Snapped.

He slapped Lin Qingqian hard on the face.

Wen Guixiao yelled at Lin Qingqian in the most vicious and desperate tone, but said the most helpless and gentle words: "President Xiao Lin, you really can't be hated."

Lin Qingqian replied with the most sarcastic sneer, "Thank you for taking care of me these days, your acting skills are great."

She touched her face, took a few steps back, and boarded the helicopter.

The helicopter took off slowly, leaving everyone's sight.

Many local people looked at Wen Gui with a trace of pity on their faces, probably because they were all left behind, sympathizing with each other, and the crowd that had surrounded her gradually dispersed.

Wen Guixiao clutched his stomach, leaned against the tree trunk, and stared at the smaller and smaller black spots on the horizon.

Lin Qingqian can always think of the deeper layer.

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Lin Qingqian hugged Song Qingyue who had fainted beside her, her eyes glazed over.

Although it was a good choice long ago, I still regret it.

Yes, Lin Qingqian regretted it, a rare one.

Perhaps, with Wen Guixiao, nothing will happen?

She clutched her head that seemed about to explode, and tightened her grip on Song Qingyue's waist.

The co-pilot soldier suddenly poked his head back, "Ma'am, the aftershock is coming, and the second wave of the tsunami is also coming."

Lin Qingqian was taken aback, and hurriedly looked out the window.

Overwhelming waves rushed towards the island, like an ant colony rushing towards flesh and blood; and some of the original buildings also fell down, accompanied by the roar of huge waves, like a sonata of mourning.

She closed her eyes.

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"Hey, Mom, I'm fine."

The helicopter encountered strong convective air halfway. Fortunately, the military pilots were hard-core, and they landed at the mainland airport when the fuel tank bottomed out.

After Lin Qingqian was settled, she called Lin Zhiyin immediately, "Yes, I'm fine, and Qingyue is fine, don't worry."

She looked at Song Qingyue, who was still in a coma, and touched the big bump on the back of her head, feeling distressed and sad.

"By the way, Mom, I remember we also have helicopters here." She paced back and forth, "I'll direct it temporarily."

Lin Zhiyin's regretful voice came from the other side of the phone, "Yes, but it has already been requisitioned."

Lin Qing stomped her feet.

It should have been thought earlier that the helicopter should have been dispatched to search and rescue a target as big as Lin's.

"……mom."

"What's the matter with hesitating?"

"Most of the helicopters went to the main island."

There are many tourists and overseas Chinese, so of course it is the primary target of disaster relief.

"Of course, it's all of them."

Lin Qingqian was silent for a long time, rubbing the center of her brows.

"I want permission for a helicopter," she said firmly, "just one."

Lin Zhiyin has always respected Lin Qingqian's choice, even if doing so will lose a lot of impression points, she still respects Lin Qingqian's choice, "I'll negotiate."

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Song Qingyue woke up slowly and found himself lying on a big soft and comfortable bed.

The back of her head was still hurting, and she didn't know what happened for a while.

"Lin Qingqian?" She subconsciously called the name of the person she trusted the most, but there was no response.The memory slowly came back, she stood up abruptly, before she even had time to put on her slippers, she ran towards the door.

"Help Qingyue first, don't tell her."

Song Qingyue pushed the door open and entered, just in time to hear Lin Qingqian talking in a low voice.

"What are you hiding from me?"

She walked towards Lin Qingqian, walking faster and faster, with an angry and aggressive tone.

Lin Qingqian raised her head in astonishment, and subconsciously hid the things in her hands back.

Song Qingyue snatched it.

a photo.

A picture of her.

She turns over.

A photo with her signature and four big blood-red characters "Not Known" on the back.

Unique in the world, this one.

A tear fell on the photo, and then it fell like rain.

Lin Qingqian remained silent, turning her head to look out the window.

"Don't lose it! Keep it well!"

"Of course! I'll confess it as a family heirloom!"

The face with the beautiful dimples seemed to be right in front of my eyes, touching my stomach and smiling happily.

The author has something to say: talk about Wen Gui laughing

I remembered what the old Jiangnan thief said in Longsanli through Maikou, which probably meant: Every character, when it is set, has already set the ending.

The same is true for Wen Guixiao, in the outline, she is going to die, death is thorough, holy and heroic, it awakens the unrealistic idealism in Xiao Song's heart, and also awakens Xiao Lin's little guilt and conscience.

But I am not as cruel as the old thief. I regard a living person in the pen as a tool to promote the development of the story, because every character is like a child, and I am reluctant.

So leave an open ending, Xiao Wen may be dead or not, but the story of Xiao Lin and Xiao Song (falling in love and killing each other) will continue.

In my outline, only the last two major plot points are left, which means that this article will end in at least one month and at most one and a half months.

I'm a bit reluctant.

Finally, to defend Xiao Song.

She is not stupid or stupid, but she still has a hot heart, she has a plan that can be executed, and she has a noble soul.

After all, if you think about it in another way, none of us can summon a helicopter with a satellite phone. At best, we can smile gently, but in fact we are all two worms, like mayflies.

Mayfly is the origin of the name of the two insects.

If there is a person (in the upper class) who is willing to give you the chance to survive, and is willing to wait for you who want to clean up your belongings.

How precious.

Moreover, such a precious Xiao Song is almost gone.