I’m Really a Superstar

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inside the cabin.

Zhang Ye's voice came from the communicator, "Please note that the plane has left the danger zone. Repeat, the plane has left the danger zone."

"ah?"

"Look out the window"

“Can’t see the sea”

“It’s really flying.”

"This sound, is it the plane flown by Teacher Zhang Ye?"

Dong Shanshan, who was writing a suicide note on his mobile phone, was dumbfounded when he heard this

The passengers were excited. Many people were so excited that they howled and expressed their joy, "I'm saved! I'm saved! Teacher Zhang exploded!"

Can you write songs?

Can you write novels?

Can you announce and host?

Can you write ads?

Can you write poetry, verses, and couplets?

Can you write articles and guide Internet buzzwords?

Know Kung Fu?

Can you unlock?

Will your mother fly a plane now?

Ah, hey, how versatile are you?

The four or five-year-old girl was the most excited, "Wow, Mom, Mom, Brother Superman is great! Brother Superman really saved us."

Inside the cockpit.

Zhang Ye suddenly got a little carried away when he heard the cries of the people outside. While flying the plane, he waved to the people behind him and said boldly: "You all can get out, leave this to me."

The elderly stewardess asked worriedly: "Can you do that?"

"You're kidding, who am I?" Zhang Ye said.

The young man on the crew was already impressed by Teacher Zhang Ye and said: "We can't help, so don't disturb Teacher Zhang's operation. Too many people will cause chaos."

"right"

"Teacher Zhang, please"

One after another, everyone inside went out and returned to the cabin.

Zhang Ye was the only one left in the cockpit. He hummed the melody and lost his nervousness.

Outside.

Several flight attendants found a place to sit down.

The fat stewardess said with emotion: "This Teacher Zhang is really amazing."

The elderly stewardess asked in confusion: "Can he really fly a plane?"

A little old lady next to him suddenly said: "By the way, I remembered it. Isn't this guy the one who issued the invoice to the airport hall? The staff gave him the itinerary and he said that the invoice was fake because there was no scratch on it. The prize was that he couldn't make a mistake. He was wearing sunglasses at the time. I was standing behind him in the queue.

What?

Scratch prize?

The flight attendants almost fell to the ground.

Thinking again about Zhang Ye's previous actions when he stepped on the accelerator and put the gear in gear, they felt even more that Teacher Zhang was too unreliable. Flying a plane? The power unit he just pressed was definitely a blind cat and a dead mouse. The few people who pressed it all looked at the cockpit in horror. They felt a wave of fear. What kind of person were they letting fly the plane again? A person who is flying for the first time, a person who wants to score a prize on the itinerary, an owner who is shouting to step on the accelerator and put fifth gear on the plane. Such a pure layman holds the lives of all of them in his hands?

The old lady huffed and added, "But this young man was drunk at the time, and what he was talking about was drunkenness, so it's possible... he probably..."

The young man on the crew wiped his sweat and said, "I think I'd better go take a look again."

"I think so too." The elderly stewardess and others also hurried into the cockpit.

The door opens.

People filed in.

Zhang Ye turned around and said, "Why are you back again?"

The skinny stewardess asked hurriedly: "Mr. Zhang, don't joke with us. We all admire your skills as a host, and your literary skills are unmatched. But this is a passenger plane. Our plane There are hundreds of lives lost, are you really sure you can do it?"

Zhang Ye was confident, "Of course."

The elderly stewardess looked out the window and asked, "Where are we heading now?"

Zhang Ye said confidently: "How do I know? Just turn it on first."

"Huh?" The young man on the crew was dumbfounded, "Open it first? You don't even know which direction we are now and you dare to let us all go out? I have seen bold people, but I have never seen you so bold." See you before Zhang Ye's mighty performance in pulling back the plane made everyone feel relieved. But when they saw him again vowing to let everyone go, they thought that this guy was confident. Fortunately, he came back and asked one more question, otherwise they would not have died. Do you know how you died?

"Isn't there an instrument panel and a display screen here?" the fat stewardess said innocently: "The routes are all fixed. You can get to the airport by following the route."

"Come, let's help together," said the elderly stewardess.

Zhang Ye glanced at them and said: "No need to help, the two most critical instrument panels are broken, as is the passenger side. They were hit during the fight just now."

The young man on the crew pointed and said, "Aren't there a few more dials here?"

Zhang Ye looked at him and asked, "Do you know him?"

"...I don't know." The young man on the crew was speechless.

Zhang Ye nodded, "That's why you have to rely on me. None of you can help."

"Do you know him?" The young crew member's eyes were filled with hope.

Zhang Ye said: "Of course. Have you seen this dial? This number and the English symbols next to it are...yes..." After a pause, he turned his head and continued to fly his own plane, "Well, actually, I don't know them either.

Stewardesses: "..."

Young crew member: "..."

Zhang Ye originally thought that he could operate the plane well after reading the experience book on passenger plane driving, but it wasn't until he started flying that he realized that he only knew a dozen or a few of the hundreds of buttons and switches in the plane. All the display dials that could be read were broken, and he couldn't understand the rest. Only then did he realize that the knowledge of flying an airplane was too profound. With the knowledge he only had from six experience books, he might just have just started to get started. It’s not enough at all. Otherwise, those pilots would have to train for several years and practice for several years. I’m afraid they would have to take at least dozens of passenger aircraft piloting skills books to catch up with them. The experience of six books now is only half-baked.

But what can be done?

He only has this little experience and can only use the existing conditions

The elderly flight attendant's lips turned white and she said: "The communication equipment is damaged, the instruments are damaged, and now we can't determine the location of the airport, so how are we going to land?"

The fat stewardess calmed down and asked, "Is there any open space nearby?"

The young man on the crew scratched his head and said: "We don't even know where we are now. There are no navigation landmarks, and there is no open space. The middle of this route is either the sea or the city. We can't land in the city, right? Not only will our plane be destroyed, but everyone will be killed. It will cause more casualties, so we have to find an airport.”

The fat stewardess looked at her watch and said, "According to the time, we should not be far from Shanghai now."

The older stewardess said to the stewardess behind her: "You continue to call the ground on your mobile phone. If you are near a city, the mobile phone signal should be very strong."

The flight attendant responded and called again.

The elderly flight attendant continued: "Who has a way to determine the location of the airport? Or fly at low altitude and look along the road? Do you have enough fuel?"

"There is still oil, but not a lot."

"We can't fly at low altitude. If a bird hits us, we will be destroyed."

"Is there an instruction manual? See what the dial instructions do?"

The situation was urgent, so everyone came up with ideas, but their thinking was relatively rigid and traditional.

Zhang Ye still had an open mind. When he vaguely saw a shadow flashing in front of him, he immediately straightened his back and said, "Stop talking about it, be quiet. I have a solution."

"What can I do?" Everyone looked over, but with the "step on the accelerator and shift into gear" and "scratch the itinerary" matters, the crew members were already suspicious of Teacher Zhang Ye's words.

"Look." Zhang Ye pointed forward.

"What are you looking at?" Several people immediately looked up.

The next second, the crew also saw a plane in the distance. Judging from the size, it was actually a passenger plane. Looking at the direction, it was on the same route as them. Shanghai is a first-tier city, and there are naturally countless planes taking off and landing nearby. Their routes were disrupted by the recent crash, so it is not unusual to encounter a passenger plane head-on.

As if he had found a savior, Zhang Ye suddenly turned on the emergency contact frequency. Regardless of whether the pilot on the other plane could hear it, he said something that made many people vomit blood. Zhang Ye was very easy-going and cordial to the person. Side said: "Hey, buddy, can I ask for directions, how to get to Hongqiao Airport?"

It felt as casual as asking an old man for directions on the road, "Uncle, how do you get to the train station? Just go east and cross the intersection? Thank you."

However, the other passenger plane did not answer and there was no contact at all.

The elderly flight attendant said to herself that even if the pilot of that flight heard this, he would probably vomit three liters of blood. Have you ever seen an airplane asking for directions?