My Captain

    The last day of Xinfei's refit is over.

    According to the normal procedures of Beihang, the flight is over, the assessment is completed, and the flight segment is established.

    But Yan An suddenly sighed.

    Two months of hard work, in the end, she may not be in this normal process.

    Wang Li'an completed the theoretical and practical assessments very beautifully, even Lei Zhicheng, who was famous for his loud voice, did not seem to hear him scolding Wang Li'an during the whole Xinfei modification period. .

    Unlike her, the whole world knows that she has lost a layer of skin under Shan Yi.

    Yan An sighed again.

    Several new flyers who met frequently came to the restaurant after the last day of training. There was a long table, and everyone in the seat had their own tiredness.

    Zhuang Dongliang lifted his short sleeves and rolled them to his shoulders, like a big man carrying a handle, he sat next to Yan An and heard Yan An sigh, he also Sighed.

    Zhuang Dongliang: "Alas, shame. The last trip today encountered a crosswind and almost hung the tail of the plane."

    Zhuang Dongliang looked at Yan An: "What's the matter with you? Are you being trained by a single plane again?"

    Yan An waved his hand: "What do you say, I'm used to it."

    Someone said: "Didn't Yan An pass the test for the single-pilot pilot with crosswind and side offset grounding? Tell Dongliang."

    Yan An: "The single captain said, be quick with your eyes and hands."

    Everyone: ?

    Yan An: "You also need to recite the eight should one objection."

    Zhuang Dongliang: "Yan An, you are fooling us."

    Yan An shook her head and sighed.

    Some people lamented that this year's new aircraft modification are all small and medium-sized machines, A320, B737 accounted for the majority,

    "It seems that only Yan An is an A330?"

    "Single-machine grows more than long-haul lines, and he is naturally a mainframe with modifications."

    "Captain Lei also flies long lines."

    "It's useless to say these things. In the end, it depends on the company's arrangement. Who makes the co-pilot of the small and medium-sized computer short now?"

    Yan An interjected: "Small and medium models are easy to be captains."

    Zhuang Dongliang: "Flying a long line is more comfortable and more money."

    Yan An said he was short-sighted.

    Zhuang Dongliang: "A large aircraft can also be a captain, isn't it a single captain? 330, 380, 747, 787, there are cattle everywhere."

    Zhuang Dongliang turned his head and asked Wang Li'an: "Villian, do you say you would rather fly long distances to make money or get a captain in a small and medium-sized aircraft?"

    Wang Li'an has always been in the outer circle of people's social interaction, her expression is cold, and people are also cold, the topic has changed twice, she sat alone, did not say a word, people are too cold, and only Zhuang Dongliang, a straight man, dared to strike up a conversation on this topic.

    Wang Li'an modified the B737, the main model of most airlines.

    This arrangement makes sense, but there are some intriguing subtleties when you think about it.

    The news of Beihang’s two girls flying away this year, one staying one, has been circulating for two months. Although it is only a gossip, there has been no official announcement for so long. Everyone is silently paying attention to the two girls. Flying trend.

    Yan An was assigned to refit A330, and Wang Lian was assigned to refit B737.

    There is nothing wrong with this arrangement, but many people have figured it out.

    Two female pilots, one refitted to a large model, wide-range long-range; one refitted to a mainstream model, medium-sized short-range.

    There are too many co-pilots of Beihang Airlines who can drive the B737, but the opposite is true for those who can drive the large aircraft. It seems that there is some bias in the allocation of aircraft types.

    At this time, the straight man Zhuang Dongliang's words fell, and several people at the same table fell silent.

    Wang Li'an couldn't see any mood swings, she raised her chin slightly and said, "Why can only make money and the captain choose one?"

    Yan An thought the answer was interesting, she looked at Wang Li An and found that the other party was also looking at her.

    Yan An echoed: "Children only make choices, and of course adults do."

    Wang Li'an's arrogance seems to be engraved in his bones.

    Wang Li'an retracted his gaze for a moment, while Yan An patted Zhuang Dongliang next to him: "Say, you are shortsighted."

    This episode passed quickly, Zhuang Dongliang has a big heart and a big voice, and his speech and laughter are still heroic.

    When Shan Yi walked into the restaurant, Zhuang Dongliang said loudly, "Yan An told me that Captain Paul is the most handsome among so many captains of Beihang."

    Zhuang Dongliang's voice is loud, he never knows how to speak in cadence, and he comes with his mouth open.

    Shan Yi raised his eyes and saw the table in the corner, inside a new table, Yan An sat on the side, and easily got into a fight with the men.

    Most of the people with bright and straightforward personality have a kind of personality charm, which can easily attract the opposite sex, especially Yan An, who knows how to shine when looking at people.

    He looked away and ordered himself a cup of coffee.

    Yan An: "You are not good at understanding, how did the theory go?"

    At that time, the two were discussing the personalities and habits of the captains of Beihang Airlines. Captain Paul was one of the foreign captains of Beihang Airlines. Yan An said, "Foreign captains, he must be handsome."

    When it comes to Zhuang Dongliang, the word "most" is added.

    At this moment, Zhuang Dongliang bumped into Yan An: "Single captain!"

    Yan An immediately turned her head, rested her elbows on the back of the dining chair, looked towards the restaurant door, her eyes lit up instantly.

    Zhuang Dongliang saw that Yan An did not respond, and said, "You are teaching /// staff, but come over and say hello."

    Shan Yi has a flight mission today. At this time, he is wearing a captain's uniform with a captain's hat in his hand. He is well-dressed and tall.

    Yan An sighed that before this moment, she hadn't admired a man so easily and comfortably for a long time, when Shan Yi appeared, it was so handsome that Yan An had goosebumps all over.

    But Yan An turned around in the next second: "No, no, if you can't see it, keep a low profile."

    Next second—

    Zhuang Dongliang: "Single captain! Here!"

    An Yan: “…”

    Yan An turned his head and saw Shan Yi glanced at his table, and smiled faintly.

    Yan An stood up directly in the seat: "Hello, Captain!"

    Shan Yi glanced at her and nodded slightly.

    After a while, I took my coffee and left.

    Yan An sat down again, and Zhuang Dongliang said: "Single captain is always like this? It's a bit scary."

    Yan An: "He is usually not so gentle." He likes to throw people.

    Zhuang Dongliang: "?"

    Not long after, the owner of the restaurant asked them to come over to get coffee. Zhuang Dongliang asked around and called back, "No one of us order coffee here."

    Boss: "Single captain, please."

    Yan An was surprised.

    Zhuang Dongliang cheered and pulled Yan An to go with him: "I've rubbed your light!"

    Yan An disagreed: "I don't even dare to drink it."

    The owner of the restaurant immediately laughed when he heard Yan An's words: "The single captain is a knife and tofu heart, will you go to Haikou for training next week? Come back to me after the training, and invite all of you to drink coffee. ."

    Boss: "Oh yes, I heard that the annual orientation activities are very interesting."

    Yan An asked: "Orientation?"

    Boss: "Yes, have fun, take the test, come back for coffee."

    Two days later, a group of newcomers flew to Haikou for training.

    Before this short vacation, Yan An made a decisive decision and decided to have a good time.

      Running in the mountains.

    The long-lost locomotive, the long-lost mountain run, and the autumn wind at the end of October pouring in from the edge of the collar of the knight's clothes is a long-lost comfort, which makes Yan An's pores relax.

    In the helmet, Yan An smiled like a deviant girl, turning the accelerator, and leaving the people behind him far away.

    At the foot of the mountain, Yan An took off his helmet. Not long after, three heavy machines came down from the mountain road and stopped before and after Yan An.

    One said: "Not bad girl, this car is hot enough."

    Yan An joined a group of heavy machine running enthusiasts in Beicheng after returning from Spain. I usually watch the live broadcast in the group and I am greedy. One-click restart.

    In the past two months, Shan Yi has been training and refitted like a soldier, and the backlog of pressure and emotion has been completely dissipated at one time, and Yan An's wild whistling sound is all over the mountain road.

    Yan An couldn’t bring back the heavy machine from abroad. It was sold before graduation. Today, this machine is rented from a car dealership. Changed to the foot, it is a hard product. Once the oil is supplied, the diving feeling is full, and Yan An is very happy.

    There are only four people in the team running the mountain today, including Yan An, and the other three are familiar with each other. But I didn't expect that it was this woman who drove the wildest.

    The three felt that Yan An was arrogant and wild, and asked Yan An if he would go for a late night snack. Yan An waved his hand: "No, the company has an exam in two days, so I will go back to cultivate myself."

    "I'll call you next time in a team." The other party raised her thumb at her, "You can, girl."

    Yan An heyed, raised her feet and stepped onto the car, but before leaving, she suddenly turned her head back, snapped her fingers with one of the men who only wore a helmet and no cycling clothes, and said : "I thought about it, but I can't help it. Brother, you can't do this, it's dangerous. We can just hang you up lightly and it will be useless. We have done so much for such an expensive car, and we need to replace the three or five thousand riding suits. Change, it's still handsome!"

    The three of them laughed at the same time, thinking that Yan Abeer was interesting, and the man in the helmet laughed the most: "Brother is wrong, you should play this like you, safety awareness comes first."

    Yan An snorted: "Don't say it, I was also trained. Let's go, bye."

    The North City seems to be a city that never sleeps, and the North City is still full of excitement after dark.

      Out, like a trapped beast, biting people's hearts.

    At this time, Wei Yi was sitting in Xinye, with his legs crossed leisurely, there was a cocktail on the table, the color was dense, the walls of the glass were foggy, a slow jazz music Sexy is like a pair of women's hands, stroking people's earlobes, filling the night.

    Wei Yi: "The boss here is okay, he can change it if he wants to. The most lively night scene in Beicheng has become like this in a month. The audience at Qingba is wide, but how can there be a night scene to make money."

    In the eyes of Wei Yi, a businessman, many things can be quantified. Money and efficiency are the criteria for measuring whether something is worth doing.

    However, there are exceptions. The two female pilots recruited by Beihang this year are one of them.

    Wei Yi raised his chin at Shan Yi opposite him: "I heard that you took off the skin of the people under you?"

    There is still a cup of mint tea on Shan Yi's table. The triangular tea bag is half-floating in the cup.

    Shan Yi smiled noncommittally when he heard the words: "The skin will grow hard until it grows."

    Wei Yixiao, when he brought one of the women to Shan Yi, he knew that the other party must suffer, but he didn't expect this guy to be so cruel.

    Wei Yi: "You are really terrible, are you really training as a soldier? Anyway, you are a woman, I still think that you are more or less human, pity Xiangxiyu, understand? Look at Lao Lei, cursing and scolding. Lei Gong's throat, which is accustomed to it, is still a little restrained towards Wang Li'an."

    Wei Yi glanced at him with a half-smiling smile: "Leave a line in everything, and see you in the future. That child Yan An, brother, I advise you to be kind to her."

    Shan Yi picked up the mint tea and glanced at each other from the teacup.

    Wei Yi likes to have words in his words, but Shan Yi never took the bait: "If you don't let go of your farts, it's not uncomfortable to hold back?"

    Wei Yi cut him off, in other words, Wei Yi shook his words out when he was selling off, but today he really held back his fart: "It's not uncomfortable, I enjoy it ."

    Shan Yi just smiled when he was stupid.

    Today's game was purely a gathering of old friends. Originally, Cui Weicheng was called up, but the other party temporarily assigned a mission, so I will save it for the next time.

    At this time, the tea and wine were more than half, and the two talked about the Nanyan overseas station.

    Wei Yi: "There just happens to be a shortage of A330 units over there, you go."

    Single Yi raised his chin: "Yes."

    Wei Yi thought about it for a while: "Take Yan An with you, just to help you fly for a month, and you will pass F1 when you come back."

    Shan Yi shrugged his shoulders calmly, with an expression that had nothing to do with me: "The nature of work is up to you."

    Wei Yi couldn't stand seeing Shan Yi's dead face: "Did I say you're cold?"

    Shan Yi glanced at him: "Do you have fantasies about me?"

    Wei Yi picked up the lighter on the table and threw it: "Bah! Fuck you!"

    Wei Yi: "By the way, how about the software that I downloaded for you last time, don't delete it, the small software developed by a small team of a friend's friend has few users, not even an app store. on, give me an ad banner, and I'll give him a new one."

    Shan Yi seemed to remember something and said, "The quality of users is a bit worrying."

    Wei Yi came interested: "Have you talked?"

    Shan Yi: "Knocked by someone who doesn't look very smart."

    Wei Yi laughed: "It's really bad."

    Yan An ran to return the car first, and added contact information with the owner of the car dealership, saying that we will cooperate for a long time and come back next time.

    When she got home, Yan An threw the key away, felt refreshed, took off her shoes, and walked into the bathroom barefoot. It was almost midnight when she came out.

    Probably the cells are still in an excited state, and Yan An is not sleepy.

    The day after tomorrow she will go to Haikou for training, and she will still rest tomorrow. At this time, Yan An's nerves are relaxed, and the black cloud on top of her head is blown away by the evening wind in the mountains. She feels like a flower at the moment. Soufflé, soft and dense, in a good mood.

    Yan An turned on the TV, found a recent popular movie and clicked to play, then ran to open a bottle of green plum wine, intending to have a light drink and self-release.

    There was a lot of thunder in this film some time ago, but Yan An did not know that the follow-up raindrops were small, the publicity was done well, but the word of mouth was poor, Yan An felt bored after watching it for a long time, early Abandoned, and let the protagonist on the TV screen read the dialogue to himself.

    Yan An turned on the computer, and on impulse, saw the theory.

    After a while, I gave up.

    In this state and environment, it seems unusual for people to read theories.

    Yan An dropped the mouse, rested her chin on the coffee table with one hand, glanced at the pleasing face on the TV, and poured herself a glass of wine.

    The progress bar of Xinfei's modification in the past two months seems to be pulled to the end with a mouse click. Yan An shook his head, then suddenly raised his hand and looked at his palm carefully.

    Shan Yi, this man is like a polyhedron, alternating hot and cold, unpredictable, all over his body is a mystery, if he accidentally hooks a leg, he can kill a person.

    Any ambiguous friendship that falls on this man is false.

    Yan An has never seen such a clear line of demarcation on a person, clear love and hate, public and private, and it is still clear when taking off clothes and putting on clothes.

    Will this man lose control for his feelings?

    Yan Annuzui, probably not.

    Shan Yi's wildness is limited to the bed, and can never be repeated.

    A man said that some men are like this, they sleep once, but they can't sleep the second time.

    Man: The best is probably not a gamer, you have won it once with **** luck, and the second time, your meager luck is not enough.

    Yan An tapped the wine glass with his finger, and suddenly moved the mouse to shrink the PDF on the screen.

    She propped lazily on the coffee table, like a flower that can't support its waist, she clicked on a search engine, tapped her fingers on the keyboard, and typed in two words: Shan Yi.

    The hero captain who once landed with a single shot is naturally someone who has an entry on Baidu.

    Yan An originally just had an idea to search, but now she became really curious.

    —Shan Yi

    —age 30

    —Unmarried

    —military to civilian

    A person without a waist straightens instantly.

    Yan An stared at the three words "military to civilian", something exploded in his mind in an instant.

    Yan An opened her mouth slightly in surprise, and she stayed directly in front of the computer.

    Shan Yi turned out to be a military-to-civilian.

    The sudden news made her hair stand on end.

    Looking down eagerly.

    —Retired fighter aviation, now a commander///member of Beicheng Aviation.

    Further down, it is a brief introduction to Shan Yi's flying career in the past ten years.

    Yan An inexplicably felt a sense of electric current, and the numbness caused by the electric current flowed through the whole body.

    She rubbed her dry and itchy fingers and immersed herself in the introduction to Shan Yi.

    This mysterious man seemed to be suddenly cleared of a cloud.

    Why does this man always have a ruthlessness like holding a knife and grabbing a knife, like a soldier on the battlefield.

    Because he is a soldier himself.

    Yan An withdrew from the entry, and then rummaged through the Internet to search for all the information about this man.

    At this time, there was a photo lying on the computer screen, which was the only photo of Shan Yi wearing an Air Force uniform that Yan An had found on the entire Internet.

    The 22-year-old Shan Yi still had the childishness of his youth, but he was mature, and his temperament was calm and unsmiling. At that time, he was facing the sky and saluting.

    Yan An almost instantly remembered the salute of Shan Yi standing under the red flag when dawn broke.

    Stand upright, eyes bright, and every knuckle is full of strength, that's a military salute.

    The photo is from a brief interview report. In the old news report photos, the saturation is inevitably a little too high and a little too sharp, and the facial features of the people in the photo become deeper.

    The article reported that the Air Force took over the air rescue mission in the earthquake-stricken area of ​​that year, and three of the Air Force units were preparing to fly to the earthquake-stricken area of ​​that year to drop supplies and airborne troops for it.

    "My God!" Yan An almost held her breath and let out a very light sigh.

    Shan Yi's **** arrogance can never be ignored, whether it is a man with a wooden stick on the streets of Spain, or a man in a captain's uniform sitting in the cockpit.

    Yan An also saw this blood in 22-year-old Shan Yi.

    The young man in the photo looked at the sky, a whole boundless sky burned into the bottom of his eyes, revealing a ray of breathtaking light, the light was weak, but it had a piercing like a sharp arrow force.

    Through the Ying Ying screen, she shot directly at Yan An's bottom.

    Yan An clutched her chest with an indescribable expression.

    Yan An scrolled the mouse to zoom in on the photo, her eyes were full of sparkling light.

    The figure of Shan Yibai's shirt ironing in the cabin this morning appeared in her mind, with a straight waist and broad and flat shoulders.

      , which allows you to ride a shoulder horse.

    The mobile phone on the table vibrated, and it was Aman who sent her a greeting: How's your fire recently?

    Yan An looked at the photos on the computer and tapped her fingers on the keyboard: Sister, I just want to be burned to death now.

    Man: Got the best? Desire to burn yourself on fire?

    Yan An: I was won by the best?

    Man: Where are you?

    Yan An sent a photo to the other party: My future is ruined here.

    Man: ?

    The other party obviously scrutinized for a while, and then he was surprised: This top is that top?

    Yan An: This is the one I have slept with.

    Man: Grass. What luck have you had.

    Man: If I were you, I would be dead if I didn't take it.

    Yan An nodded across the phone screen: I can't rest my eyes either.