light, short, scattered

Chapter 223 "Seven Friends" Come on

I try not to make the story too difficult to understand, but life is not something that can be explained word for word.

Remember the saying: It takes three years to learn well and only three days to learn bad.

But how can a ridiculously bad person learn to be good?
My answer is seven friends, seven friends who cannot be named.

They walked in front of me one by one and fell into the abyss for me.

Only then did I realize my return from the lost path and know how to cherish what I have in front of me.

Without these seven friends, I might be a complete bad guy now.

. . .

There are three people: Xiaobai, Lao Si, and Dead Brother.

I would like to call the above three people Fu Lu Shou.

The fourth child is lucky to have relatives to help him, but I don't know whether it will be a blessing or a curse after returning.

Lu was a novice who was very rich back then, but now he doesn’t know where he is because of gambling.

Shou is a lively dead brother, but he doesn't know how long he can live.

Of course, that's a strong statement. I hope they can find a good destination by now.

I originally wanted to put myself last, but due to some variables.

All of this seemed to be advanced, and three people were also advanced.

I plan to talk about it together, but of course it will mainly talk about me.

So this article was originally the last article of Seven Friends.

There were three colleagues who were also mentioned in advance by me.

Their stories are very unique, but now I can only talk about them symbolically.

After graduating from college, I went to work at the airport.

The airport is a very high-end place, but of course it only sounds high-end.

My job at the airport is called flight attendant, which I understand to be flight security.

Here are some common senses. Of course, I only understood these common senses at the airport.

The airport is independent, just like a big land.

In my eyes, the airport is more like bus stop signs.The plane is like a passing bus.

Planes belong to individual airlines, and the captains and stewardesses you know belong to the airlines.

Airport employees are like stop sign staff, although there are no staff at each bus stop.

As the name suggests, flight guarantee means flying to the airport in one flight.There are many things that people at the airport will do next.

The existing cleaning team will go up to clean, and the flight crew will go up to replace the meals and supplies.At the same time, the oil depot replenishes aviation fuel.The guests who are about to fly will be caught on the plane within the specified arrival time.Take off to the next airport before the scheduled time is up.

My job is to provide meals and supplies.

We provide everything you can take with you from the plane.

Something to eat, something to drink, something to use.

Newspapers, magazines, barf bags.

Cutlery, blankets, small pillows.

Of course, it seems that we not only supply items for tourists, but also items for captains and stewardesses.

I don’t know if it’s just a rumor, but I heard that airports in foreign countries and capitals even provide stewardesses with sanitary napkins.

I worked as a flight attendant at the airport for three years, and the next three people I want to talk about are.

They are my three colleagues, I call them Ah Fu, Ah Fei and Ah Liang.

Ah Fei is a good person.His kindness can be reflected in his life and lifestyle, because he has been issued countless good person cards.If we describe Ah Fei, there is really one person in history that we can learn from.It's called Zhang Fei, referring to Zhang Fei in the Three Kingdoms.

I don’t know how many people still remember Zhang Fei’s description. I guess everyone has an impression of his dark skin.

Whenever someone wants to see what A Fei looks like, we will open Baidu and hack in the box before pressing search.Then he randomly pulled up a picture and pointed at it and said it was Ah Fei.

A Fei used to be our leader's secretary, but later became our captain after our captain resigned.

The captain of the flight crew, mainly responsible for reporting flight status.Every time a plane comes off, Ah Fei is responsible for sending us to hand over.

The most vivid memory I remember about Ah Fei was the first time I fell from the carriage to the ground.It was [-]:[-] in the morning, and he drove his car to pick me up at [-]:[-].They took me to the hospital and luckily I was only slightly injured.

This story may be very dull no matter how I tell it, but it would definitely be nice if it could be written as an independent article.

When I started writing stories, I often asked A Fei.Because A Fei is an old bookworm, but he always laughs and says he doesn’t understand what I write, and it’s not fun and it’s not a long story.Without routines and decent pig's feet, it is impossible to make money by earning more fans.Then I was right by what he said, but I didn’t change it.

A Liang is not a kind person at all.A little bad, but not really bad.I always feel that he is the one who knows more among us, because he knows almost everything.What I like most is his arithmetic aspect. He can tell you the results of interest and percentage almost immediately after you tell them.A Liang's story could fill a book, but he never tells it.Maybe it’s because I often failed before I became a flight attendant.He opened a restaurant in Guangzhou, and of course he is probably the most miserable boss I have ever seen.

He often mentioned to us that every day when he went to work and didn’t want to eat instant noodles, he would go to the Subway restaurant and buy a 20-inch sandwich.Halve it into thirds and eat it three times a day.After it's cold, heat it in the microwave and it only costs more than [-] yuan in two days.

He would occasionally talk about people and things he met at the restaurant, but he would never go into detail.Since this was a failed experience, we won't ask about it.

But even if he only talked about the details, I have already pieced together a very good story.

As for Ah Fu, he came here later. He is older than us.But Ah Fu looks very young. When I started to persuade Ah Fu to work hard like an old man teaching a newcomer.I was also shocked when I later learned that Ah Fu was seven years older than me.There are relatively few stories about Ah Fu, but those that can be told are classics.It's a pity that I will talk about it here first. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will elaborate on it.

These three people became my friends, colleagues and roommates.

The four of us are very lucky to be able to celebrate our birthdays together.

At this point, "Light, Short, Loose" began to have its own rhythm, and began to become a daily update after moving into a new home.

I am also very fortunate to have three colleagues who can take care of me and allow me to focus almost all my energy on writing.

I will tell my story in detail next.

I just joined the airport three years ago.

Here you have one day's work and one day's rest.

It always sounds better than it looks.

It takes almost sixteen to 24 hours a day.

Get up at [-]:[-] every morning and get off work as early as [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

Not until five o'clock tomorrow morning at the latest.

The 24-hour workload happens to us almost all the time.

Work one day and rest one day, but the rest time is really used to rest.

Because you need sleep, at least two seven hours of sleep.

Your real rest time is probably only ten to fourteen hours.

At the beginning, I really wasn’t tired at all.

Because you are thinking every day that after you finish today's work, you will have a rest tomorrow.In fact, the most enjoyable part of the day is the few hours before get off work, because you can really relax.Knowing that everything will have nothing to do with you tomorrow is similar to the feeling of Friday afternoon when you were in school.I hope I have a wonderful weekend. If you want to ask me when I feel the most uncomfortable.

You may think it is the afternoon or evening of rest, no.

I would say that the most uncomfortable part is the moment when you first wake up on a day off.

Resting today means getting up at 04:30 tomorrow morning, which means having to tense up to deal with everything that comes next.

Working one day and taking one day off brings me almost no worries on the day off.I play everything I want without any scruples. It seems that for half a year I was almost addicted to online games.

Xiaobai took me out of the video game arcade, and my dead brother told me that handheld consoles and consoles would inevitably be eliminated by the world.

And now something that allows everyone to continue to be mentally dependent is called online games.

It's more convenient and faster.

Just remember your account and password, and spend some time waiting on your computer for the client to download and update.

After that, whether you play alone or with a group of people.

You can always continue to enjoy it and play the most popular games today.

Until it starts to become less fun, switch to another and continue, that’s how I live every day.

I don’t know how many games there are in the world, and I can’t even remember how much time I wasted on them.

Until one day, out of boredom, I discovered her in this world.

A girl, a very cute girl.

Of course she also plays games, but there is something very different about her from us.

She likes literature, pure literature in the true sense.

I can often see her talking about a famous book she read all night long, and she will even pick up her own pen and write down thousands of words of her thoughts after reading it.

This reminds me of my past. I seemed to have written some stories when I was confused.

Some stories I thought were good, I hooked up with her.

Using my story, you may still remember "I'm Not Bad".That was my first story, and the first story I told her.

We made a pact that I would tell her a bedtime story every night before going to bed.

I said it again and again for a whole month.

Yes, this is the predecessor of "Light, Short, Scatter" that you see now.

That day, I finished telling my last story.I planned to confess my love to her, but I didn't expect that she would accept it so readily.

She asked me why I told her these stories.When I couldn’t find it online, I said because these are my own stories.

She said to me at the time, "Why don't you try posting these stories online for everyone to see?"

I was quiet that night and thought a lot.

The happiest thing is not that I have a girlfriend, but what my girlfriend told me.

Why not let everyone see it too.

I sat in front of the computer and thought for a long time.

I tried to enter my pen name, but I couldn't figure out what I should call it after thinking for a long time.

The three words "Come on" caught my eye.

Yeah, come on.Why does everyone like my work?
Come on.Why do you have to share what you write with everyone?
I typed "Come on" and pressed OK at that time. I am still thinking about why I pressed OK so decisively at that time.

Come on, it became my pen name.

And I was lost in thought together.

What on earth was it that I wrote?
fairy tale?It truly is a fairy tale.

Sci-fi?It does have a lot of sci-fi elements to it.

Short story?It is indeed very short, unlike today’s online articles that can range from a million to tens of millions.

prose?It's really messy and scary, and there are all kinds of them.And I also want to keep repeating various types, but what is it?
I later found a word called light novel.

What I write is indeed a novel, and light novels are novels that can be read easily.

I write light novels, short stories, and incomprehensible prose.

Light, short and loose. . . .

That's all I wrote.

I started creating for it and started updating my stories one after another.

Of course, I gave up a lot in order to write this beautiful story.

Remember my job?
What I remember most is that I would buy a bottle of white wine and a bottle of Red Bull every day after get off work.

Drink Red Bull first and finish writing what you want to say.

Drink white wine again so that you can have a good sleep at night.

I lived like this for half a year, and I paid a lot for it.

My third year at work was also the year I wrote my novel.

Airport expansion.In order to become an international airport, the original runway of 500 meters was fully doubled.

The 3000-meter runway can accommodate any type of aircraft on the market to land here.

The expansion means a lot, and the airport will have to cut back on expenses.

The ground needs to be redesigned and expanded to leave enough space for the runway and the new airport.

I have been to some relatively large airports, and I feel that it takes at least ten minutes to walk out of the airport from the moment you get off the plane.

The airport we are about to expand is also aimed at this goal.

The area where the airport runway is to be expanded happens to be our dormitory.

It doesn’t hurt at all to dismantle the airport’s own stuff.

I had no choice but to move from the dormitory to another place, but for someone like me who didn’t know anything after graduating from college.

You can imagine how difficult it is to move, so I got to know these three.

The three of us, plus me, formed a whole floor in the small village near the airport.

Four rooms, one hall and two toilets.

This was my living environment, and it was here that I wrote most of the stories you see now.

But recently, I left the blocked and depressing airport for love.

I returned to the city and gave up my job at the airport.

(End of this chapter)