After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 315
After traveling around the world for so many years, Nan Song has had many titles.

When she married Yu Jinwen, she even gave herself a three-character pseudonym of "Lu Nansong".

But this was the first time I heard someone call her "Nansong Book Collection".

My surname is Nan, my name is Song, does he collect books?

Did he think she was Yi Yang Qianxi, with a four-character name that was so foreign?

"This is Mr. Captain."

Nan Song still asked politely: "Are you Chinese?"

The man had a dull face and glanced at her calmly, "I am Chinese from country T. My roots are in China. I am a descendant of Yan and Huang."

With just such a word, the distance between them was instantly shortened.

From country T?

Nan Song raised his eyebrows.

"Nice to meet you." She took the initiative to extend her hand, already very sure in her heart, "Do you know my eldest brother, Luo Junheng?"

Just after she finished speaking, she added: "Oh, Luo Junheng is his Chinese name. People around him usually call him 'Earl Hill'."

"I'm not his side."

The captain remained expressionless, "That's why I call him Luo Junheng."

"..."

Nan Song felt cold all over his body. Was he telling a cold joke?

What a lump of ice.

He seemed to have no interest in chatting, and once again focused on the book, but it seemed as if someone suddenly knocked the Tianling Gai.

"Oh." He said in hindsight, "You are not called 'Nan Song Collection'. This book is your collection. Your name should be...Nan Song."

He cast his icy eyes on Nan Song with a serious look on his face, as if he was seeking knowledge about a great event.

"Is it right?"

Brother, what else?

Nan Song felt like she couldn't laugh or cry, but since she was so sincere, we couldn't laugh at her Chinese brother's cultural level, right?

"Correct."

She introduced herself by name, "My name is Nan Song."

The man nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with his intelligence and fully affirming himself.

"Nan Song." He chewed her name slowly, "It sounds very good."

Nan Song was surprised by his reaction, "My elder brother asked you to pick me up, but he didn't tell you my name?"

"No."

He shook his head, "I know your English name, Grace. He said that the most beautiful girl in the first class cabin on the plane is his sister."

That is.

Nan Song was happy for a second, then realized something was wrong. He glanced back and saw two dark and innocent faces to the left and right.

"..."

On the plane, first class, the most beautiful girl?
She seemed to be the only girl in first class.

It turns out that her appearance only defeated the two rough men, Xiang Zuo and Xiang You.

She curled her lips and said, "Really, even though it is a victory, it is still a shame."

left:"?"

To the right:"?"

Dumbfounded.

Mr. Captain didn't know that he had inadvertently stirred up trouble. His clear eyes were still on the book, staring at the eight beautiful running scripts of "The Book of Nansong is not for lending."

"Here, let's see."

Nan Song closed the book and handed it to him.Mr. Captain’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, “Aren’t your books not available for loan?”

"Yes, so this book is given to you."

Nan Song smiled playfully, "I won't borrow it, but I can give it away. It doesn't violate my principles."

"However," she stopped smiling in the next second, "please go to the empty seat next to me, I have to do my homework."

The captain's eyes fell on the review pages on the small table. Nan Song reached out to cover them, and pointed to the empty seat on the other side, signaling him to go away quickly.

The man didn't have a bad temper. He picked up the book, said "thank you", then went to the seat next to him and read it attentively.

Nan Song knew that long-term international flights of this kind generally implemented a dual-pilot system, but the first officer was a little too laid-back, didn't he even need to return to the cockpit?

The plane was still flying smoothly, and Nan Song continued to write his own inspection book, trying his best to piece it together.

"Huh, done!"

She finally finished handwriting 3000 words, no more, no less, exactly [-]. She couldn't make up even one more word.

Nan Song shook his sore hand.

Writing this thing is more tiring than asking her to carve two towers.

I'll discuss it with my elder brother later. Don't let her write self-reflections in the future. Get a piece of good material and engrave a letter of repentance on it. It can be used repeatedly and it's environmentally friendly.

She put away the review, stretched, and found that the captain was still reading, and had already read half of it.

It seems that he really took it into consideration.

Nan Song didn't bother anyone. He carefully collected the self-review he had written, put it in his backpack, and prepared to take a nap.

I got up and had a meal in the middle, but the captain was not there during the meal.

It should be time to change shifts.

After dinner, Nan Song read for a while, and then went to sleep, telling Xiang Xiang and Xiang Xiang not to stay stretched all the time, and sleep when they needed to.

"Both captains can take turns, and so can bodyguards."

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that Nan Song woke up with another jolt.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome captain's uniform and an expressionless ice face.

He seemed to have rested. His eyes were a little red, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He said in a low voice, "The airflow is turbulent. Fasten your seat belt."

Nan Song, half asleep and half awake, made a slight noise and adjusted the seat.

Suddenly a tall figure pressed over her, and Nan Song raised her head subconsciously. Before she could react, the man had already squatted down and fastened her seat belt again.

"It's safe this way." He showed her the correct way to tie it.

Nan Song looked at his pair of light gray eyes under his thick black eyebrows, and just now discovered that his pupils were still glowing with purple light. They were very rare gray-purple eyes.

I was a little stunned for a moment and indulged in it.

Soon the flight attendant announced that the plane was turbulent and reminded passengers to put away the tray tables, adjust their seats, fasten their seat belts, and not leave their seats.

There seemed to be passengers making trouble in the economy class. The flight attendant rushed over to deal with it. Bingtuozi frowned slightly and walked out.

Nan Song came back to his senses and raised his wrist to check the time. It was [-]:[-] in the morning in China, and he would land at Birmingham Airport in more than half an hour.

There is an eight-hour time difference between Birmingham and South City. It is now around 6 pm in Birmingham, the sun has not completely set, and the weather outside is sunny, which is a rare good weather.

"I'll see my eldest brother soon. I wonder if he has time to pick me up because he has so many things to do."

Nan Song murmured quietly, but unexpectedly, someone behind her suddenly answered, "Yes."

She suddenly turned around and saw the captain had returned at some point.

The flight attendant is an extremely elegant and beautiful mixed-race beauty. She spares no effort to praise the captain. She has a lot of beautiful words, which when translated is almost like——

"The captain takes action, one can defeat two."

Someone must be deliberately looking for trouble, but as soon as the cold-faced captain stepped into action, he directly overwhelmed the opponent with his momentum and bluffed the opponent with a single look.

Nan Song was watching the excitement of handsome men and beauties, thinking about the drama between "handsome captain and beautiful stewardess" in his mind, when suddenly——

There was a huge explosion from the plane.

There was a "boom" that shook the entire cabin!
(End of this chapter)