Chapter 1 Simple Task ()

"Dear passenger, now you can..."

In the cabin, a sweet sound came from the speaker, reminding passengers that the plane had entered the stratosphere and that passengers in need could release their seat belts.

Soaring above the clouds, the plane is the most stable at this time. Passengers should not feel anything abnormal, but some people like to stand on the ground with their feet and be a person with roots. Once they are in the air, they will have a violent reaction.

Now, this is the case.

In the business class, a few passengers began to experience various airsick reactions. The passenger sitting in front of Chu Qianbian began to yell that his head was about to crack. The bald old man beside him was also venting his posture. The bald head was congested and the blue veins were covered with blue neck seemed to vomit at any time.

At this time, the beautiful and tall stewardesses took action and came to the young man who was yelling a headache to explain patiently. Another stewardess walked to the old man next to Chu Qianbian. His sincere and beautiful and kind smile immediately made the bald old man stop his nauseous posture, sat up straight and thanked him repeatedly to take the storage bag.

Chu Qianbian seemed to have never seen everything around him. He lowered his head and flipped through the magazine without raising his head, as if the above report on the century-old masterpiece "Ye Jue" was even more attractive.

In order to prevent the possible airsickness reaction during the flight, the beautiful stewardess kindly asked Chu Qianbian beside him if he needed one too. Hearing this, the man raised his head and glanced slightly, and refused the beautiful stewardess' kindness like a fly. His bad attitude made the bald old man beside him look squinted, muttering in a big and small voice, complaining that Chu Qianbian was inappropriate.

When the flight attendant walked away, the bald old man was still mumbling. The noisy sound made Chu Qianbian, who was already in a state of unhesitation, even more irritable.

After closing the newspaper, Chu Qianbian turned his head and looked straight at the old man. The man's eyebrows were slanted upwards and inserted straight into his temples, with a pair of sword eyebrows!

The man naturally felt domineering when he just raised his eyebrows. He saw that the old bald man was worried, and his mouth seemed to suddenly zip it up and he stopped talking.

But Chu Qianbian was still staring at the old man, his eyes flashing over his shiny head, and suddenly laughed: "Old man, that beautiful girl has a big breast!"

The bald old man was already staring at him and was about to look down and dared not look at him. This sentence suddenly came from his ear and replied subconsciously: "More than just, I think it's at least d..."

The voice suddenly came, and the bald old man suddenly realized what he was saying, his face turned red, and his whole head was almost buried in the storage bag, so how could he dare to say a word?

"snort!"

Chu Qianbian snorted coldly, his eyes accidentally swept through the storm of the jumbled and beautiful young stewardesses not far away. The splendor of the pupils swept past, as if they were stripping off the uniforms of these women layer by layer. The seductive bodies of these beautiful stewardesses outlined in his mind, he was determined again in his heart: "The body is very flexible, the legs are round, and the muscles are slightly developed than ordinary women; the waist is strong and powerful, and can perform a large range of movements; there are no guns hidden under the chest and armpits, and cold weapons. Judgment: It is not dangerous, and the ordinary people who have not been trained."

After chewing this judgment back and forth in his mind, Chu Qianbian felt relieved and turned the magazine in his hand to the last page. The colorful page was printed with the seven major professions of "Ye Jue", the upcoming masterpiece of the century game, "Ye Jue". The unique character sculpting images have a great impact on the vision, making people want to have an in-depth understanding of this masterpiece known as epic.

"Is "Yejue"? This time the e-level bounty hunter assessment mission is over, so you can play it while you are on holiday. The epic game masterpiece, as the first game I have played, shouldn't be too mentally retarded."

After Chu Qianbian made the decision, his originally gloomy mood finally improved. He put the magazine up casually, leaned against his seat and closed his eyes to rest, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The passenger plane landed safely at Beidu Airport. Chu Qianbian passed the security check and got on a taxi when he left the airport. He casually reported an address. Amid the driver's chatting and laughing filled with Beijing, the taxi drove towards the center of Beidu City.

In July, Beidu, there is no wind today, and it is the season of fire.

Chu Qianbian got off the taxi and stood at the entrance of an alley. The center of Beidu is no more than Linhai City. The more ancient the city center, the more it is. There are no tall buildings here, and there is less noise and more historical weight.

As soon as I entered the entrance of the alley, there was an old man playing the erhu three meters away. The old man was wearing sunglasses and a wooden bowl in front of him. He sang leisurely in the sound of the erhu.

The one who plays the erhu and sings - Qin Opera.

The sound of the Erhu is leisurely in the noisy streets, allowing people and cars to come and go, freely as silent and ethereal as the eagle cry in the empty valley; the Qin Opera sings breaks the crowd, and the sound is like a golden sword and an iron horse, which is straight into people's hearts.

Unfortunately, I played the erhu well and sang the wonderful Qin Opera. There was only one sentence back and forth.
Chapter completed!