"Professor Yang Rui, thank you for taking the route run by Nordic airlines." After the plane stabilized, the captain went out to greet Yang Rui.

Yang Rui sat up straight and said with a smile, "thank you for upgrading me."

"It's our pleasure." The captain, a Norwegian with a big beard, showed his white teeth and said with a smile, "if there is anything worthy of praise in Sweden, it must be meatballs and Nobel prizes. By the way, would you like to visit the flight cabin? "

"Why, is that ok?"

"Of course, you can fly for a while if you like."

Before 9 / 11, the cockpit of the plane was far from sacred and inviolable, and the captains were happy to come out and interact with the passengers. However, even if flying was an extra "reward", only special guests met special captains would have such an opportunity.

Even if he won the Nobel Prize, Yang Rui didn't have the chance to fiddle with airplanes.

Yang Rui took a look at Jing Yulan and asked, "can we go in together?"

"Of course, of course." The captain replied.

Yang Rui and Jing Yulan walked into the cockpit in the envious eyes of the first-class passengers. The passengers didn't know that their lives were flashing.

With the extra care of the captain and the stewardess, the boring journey seems to become easier.

The next morning.

While the passengers were still in a daze, the radio on the plane turned on again.

The captain said in English: "we arrived at Beijing, 30 minutes earlier than expected. You can get off the plane earlier and have a taste of Chinese breakfast... Today's weather is good. I can lower my altitude and let you have a look at the charming scenery first. This is the motherland of Mr. Yang Rui, the winner of this year's Nobel Prize in medicine and physiology. You are looking at the same land with him. This is good material for telling stories to your grandson in the future

Listening to the captain's broadcast, the smiling passengers all look stiff.

What the hell is "eh"?

"God

Some passengers have begun to cross their chests.

Fortunately, the captain's broadcast came out again: "I see a big red flag. I'm not sure what it is. It's like a red flag. If it's a red flag, it's a big red flag... Wait a minute, we can start to lower the altitude..."

The passengers in the cabin also looked out of the window one after another, with the right angle, Sure enough, I saw a piece of red on the ground.

The stewardess had to warn the crowd and kept shouting, "please fasten your seat belts. Don't loosen your seat belts. The plane is landing..."

"Well, I see. It's not the red flag. Oh, you can't imagine what it is." The captain's voice became loud: "ladies and gentlemen, you can't imagine what you see."

"It may be something that many people don't see in their lives. Ladies and gentlemen, I have to say that I have been sailing in China for some time, but I have never seen such a scene. " The captain's voice continued to appear on the radio.

With the increase of his volume, the height of the plane gradually decreased, and many people in the cabin also saw the scene below.

"My God."

"That's great."

"Is this the national flag of China?"

Many foreigners are in praise.

Yang Rui and Jing Yulan also stretched their necks and looked down.

From the air to the ground, a neat five-star red flag came into view.

If it's in a shop, it's about a normal five-star red flag. However, considering the height of the plane at this time, this red flag is even more amazing.

And it's more and more amazing.

Because, it is not the simple cloth that makes up the five-star red flag, but the people in a neat line.

A lot of people.

The foreigners on the whole plane were shocked.

In fact, the Chinese are shocked.

"How many people are there?" Hu Chi couldn't help opening his mouth.

"From my experience? A teacher? " The talking cadre stretched out his neck, looked down carefully and said, "strengthen the division."

"It's like it's on the runway." With the distance closer, we can see more clearly.

"Why let people occupy the runway? It will affect the landing of the plane This is the foreigner in front of him. I don't know why.In order to safeguard the dignity of the country, the Chinese diplomats, who also did not know why, had to try their best to explain: "China will make proper arrangements before holding major events, which will not affect the normal order of society..."

"They have fewer planes." There is another "China expert" to help explain.

……

"Look, the red flag is moving." In the cockpit, pilots can see more clearly.

Moreover, the lower the flight altitude, the larger the scale of the red flag.

Soon, Yang Rui and Jing Yulan also saw the square crowd in red clothes, red hats and red scarves.

"Like a student?" Jing Yulan said in surprise.

"It should be." Yang Rui is also full of curiosity.

To be honest, it's only when I see it with my own eyes that I know how huge the square array of tens of thousands of people is.

"Sit down, you two. We're about to land." The captain looked back and made sure that both Yang Rui and Jing Yulan had fastened the seat belts on the spare seat before they began to push.

The flight landed slowly at the capital airport.

Waving red scarves of the students, also in a neat line, close to.

Naturally, their queue can't be as neat as a parade, but the undulating waves really feel like red flags.

Under the arrangement of the tower, the flight stopped steadily and was submerged by the red flag in an instant.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome."

"Welcome, welcome, welcome."

Rulei's cry, through the sound insulation, came to people's ears, bringing a surprise to Chinese people and a loss to foreigners.

"Professor Yang, here comes Qiao Gong." Hu Chi saw the scene outside from the cabin and couldn't sit down.

Yang Rui's mouth twitched twice and asked, "what should I do then?"

"What can I do? It's your time." Hu Chi takes Yang Rui to the entrance of the engine room and watches him get off the plane.

Music!

Red scarf dancing!

Soft and neat harmony singing: "let's swing the oars, the boat push away the waves, the sea reflects the beautiful white tower..."

Qiao Gong came slowly.

The Chinese and foreigners who were blocked in the plane and were not allowed to come down looked at each other.

Hu Chi and others did not expect such a high standard reception, while foreigners were shocked by the huge crowd around them.

Yang Rui quickly steps down the spiral staircase of the plane, but he has leisure to look around. At this time, he finds that the red scarves around are wearing three bars and two bars on their arms. Every ten lines, he can see red signs, which say "Tian @ Jin brigade", "Hu @ Beixiao @ Gan detachment" and so on

With the attention of countless cameras, Under the gaze of the outstanding representatives of primary and secondary schools in China, Yang Rui's hand was tightly held by Qiao Gong. In a flash, it was a big hug.

The flash is too bright to open your eyes.