Lin Sen went there less than five minutes before returning to his seat.

"What's going on?" Dina asked with a rare nervous look, "Can it be..."

Obviously, the airplane broadcast is so serious that even Lin Sen is a miraculous doctor, it is likely that he can cure others in just a little time. Then, there seems to be only one possibility left.

"I can't die." Lin Sen said angrily.

It is actually not uncommon to encounter accidents such as passengers getting sick on the plane. As a former doctor, Lin Sen naturally had no choice but to come to the first class cabin with the tall stewardess who had been staring at him, but when he found that the emergency situation on the radio said was actually the simplest dislocation. An Arab accidentally fell down while going down the stairs and dislocated his shoulders. It was not a big deal, but I think that the person's identity is probably not ordinary, so the crew was so nervous.

After Lin Sen went there, he just took a look, took his arm back in place in two or three times, and ignored the reactions that others had not even had time to make, and came back straight away. It was not that Lin Sen intended to pretend to be an expert, but if a passenger in the economy class had similar situations, Lin Sen didn't think the crew would be so nervous. The Arab's identity just now might be noble, but it was so tiny that everyone else was panicked. This way of handling it differently made Lin Sen unable to have a good impression of it.

A moment later, the tall stewardess came to Lin Sen again and politely stated that the guest just now invited him to the first class cabin to thank him in person. As soon as the flight attendant finished speaking, Dina frowned: I have heard of thanking people in person, but I have never heard of them and have to come to the door to be thanked, what's going on?

Seeing Dina wanting to speak, Lin Sen quickly waved her hand to stop her. Although the other party was arrogant, the original intention was good. And considering what happened just now, maybe this was the idea of ​​the crew. It would be better to have less than more things. Of course, Lin Sen did not intend to go to the first class cabin just for thanking someone, but just told the flight attendant to tell the person that it was a simple task, and it was really insignificant.

The tall stewardess seemed to be embarrassed, but soon left with a gentle smile on his career.

Things seemed to have passed like this. A few hours later, the plane landed at Tiannan International Airport.

At this time, Dina suddenly touched Lin Sen with her shoulders, and then she nodded in one direction with interest. Lin Sen turned her head and found that the tall stewardess was holding something similar to an autograph board in her hand, and was hesitating toward him.

"Sir, can you sign for me?" Walking to Lin Sen, the tall stewardess said with hope.

"Signature? Do you know who I am?" Lin Sen was stunned for a moment. He was a little puzzled when he encountered this situation for the first time.

"Yes, you used to be the head coach of Atletico Madrid, didn't you?"

"Uh... Yes, yes, once..." Lin Sen felt a little uncomfortable.

"That's right, can you sign for me? My brother likes you very much. He is a football fan."

"Yes, okay." Lin Sen had already understood, and reached out to take the signature board, quickly wrote a blessing on it, and then signed his name with integrity.

After getting the signature, the tall stewardess thanked repeatedly, then left with a happy look. Dina next to her asked again with a strange smile: Are you disappointed?

disappointment?

Lin Sen now clearly said Dina's meaning. The luck of love and luck in love instantly turned into the luck of chrysanthemums. Is it a little disappointed? It's just that, it's more of a different kind of emotion. If I remember correctly, this is the first time someone asks for an autograph? People are inferior to their hometown. Lin Sen may be insignificant in European football, but in the distant motherland, it seems that Lin Sen is not at least not unknown. Although Lin Sen himself doesn't know how famous it is.

But the facts soon proved that Lin Sen was not so famous that he could scream everywhere. At least, without any cover, he did not cause any sensation at the airport. Occasionally, there were a few puzzled gazes, and they were basically skipped by a few confused gazes. Most of them were not sure whether Lin Sen was the "Lin Sen". Compared with Lin Sen, the sky blue denim shorts, light gray slim t-shirt, fashionable and cool Western beauty Dina, who had more sexy eyes. From the passage to the exit, there were even a few bold people who came forward to say hello. Lin Sen did not have much trouble to protect him, but just looked at the few moths to the flames and retreated one by one under the queen aura of Dina with a pitiful look.

Since this time he returned to China was a temporary intention, and Lin Sen did not notify his family in advance, naturally no one came to pick him up. After leaving the airport, Lin Sen quickly stopped a car and headed straight to his hometown in the suburbs.

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Along the way, Dina, who was like a queen on the plane, became a curious little girl. Everything outside the window seemed to be a sight for her. I pointed and pointed at her, and Lin Sen patiently answered it one by one. Although the two talked in Spanish, perhaps the atmosphere of the two chatting in the home-climbing the old driver. The driver named Huang, who was shocked by Dina when he got on the bus, also opened the conversation. Lin Sen had not come back for three years, and many changes were more familiar with the driver. With his enthusiastic answer, Lin Sen became a temporary translator, which added a lot of fun to the not-so-short journey.

The old driver named Huang Tianding is named Huang Tianding, a very typical Chinese name. He has been a driver for more than 30 years. In this city, he can be said to be a living map. Tiannan is a special zone. It has developed more rapidly in recent years. The housing prices in the city have risen, and it can be said that every inch of land is valuable. If the ancestors had not given me acre of land and wanted to have a hiding place in the city by relying on myself, it is not an exaggeration to say that ordinary people have to work hard for a lifetime. However, in a city, there are always a few places that are exceptions, and Linzhuang is such a place.

Lao Huang’s impression of Linzhuang is mysterious, because even the latest navigation system cannot find any driving routes for this well-known place in the local area. This place seems to exist only in people’s mouths. Once, he was curious and tried to find out where Linzhuang was. In fact, he did find the road, not a winding path, but a standard national highway with straight trees on both sides and clean roads. However, there were few vehicles along the way, and the more he drove, he still chose to turn around before he could finish his journey. Lao Huang originally thought that he might never drive on that avenue again in his life, but unexpectedly, he encountered two passengers who were destinations there today.

To use the current young people, the man is a little handsome, not to mention the woman. It is only such a young man and woman that Lao Huang dared to drive the car there. Otherwise, if it were an ordinary person, he would not dare. Sure enough, since he got on that road, he had never seen any vehicles again.

Twenty minutes later, a row of bluestone road piles stopped the car, and at the foot of the mountain not far in front of them was a small village staggered and arranged. Behind the stone pile was an old-fashioned stone arch bridge, and a clear stream flowed around the village. Between the stream and the villages were green crops. The villages not far away looked basically old-fashioned buildings, but there was no sign of dilapidation. Standing on the bridge head, there were no traces of modernity except a few electric poles. The flowing water of the small bridge, white walls and red tiles, and if you add a few verdant willows, this is almost a standard painting of Jiangnan water town, which looks simply beautiful.

Lao Huang's eyes were almost glaring. He never thought that there could be such a paradise next to this city that is known as China's most modern. Compared with this, the steel city more than ten kilometers away is not a place for people to stay. Lao Huang is not a elegant person, he is just a vulgar, so he can only use the methods of a vulgar person to measure this place: the housing prices there will be several months for one square meter, so what about this place? At least it will take several years...

At this time, two young men got out of the car. The man paid the fare and said kindly to him that he was careful to drive. Then he walked across the stone bridge with the woman and walked slowly towards the village. Lao Huang parked the car aside and planned to enter the village as well, but just as he was about to step onto the stone bridge, he stopped subconsciously. He only looked outside the village with a nearly pilgrimage gaze before he drove away reluctantly.

"Is this your hometown? There is such a beautiful place in the world."

Not only the driver, Lao Huang, was amazed, Dina was also shocked by this village that perfectly combines nature and humanities. In the eyes of Dina, who has been used to seeing rough European style architecture since childhood, the exquisite small village in front of her is like a fairy tale world. Now she has begun to regret not bringing her camera out.

"No." Lin Sen responded casually, his steps were light and he was not as pretentious as being close to homesickness.

This is indeed not his hometown, or he does not regard it as his hometown in his heart, although the place in front of him looks very perfect. Born abroad, he just came back to spend some time with his grandfather and grandmother when he was a child, and then followed his parents to travel abroad. The emotional word of hometown has actually been very weak in his heart. Compared to this, perhaps my hometown is more suitable for Lin Sen's definition of hometown.

Dina asked only one question, but didn't ask again. Her attention seemed to be completely attracted by everything around her.

The small village is not big, and it looks like there are only dozens of families. After Lin Sen and Dina walked into the village, villagers occasionally passed by. Lin Sen always nodded and greeted him first. Although they could get a response, most of them were polite, which can be seen from their confusing expressions. Lin Sen walked along the familiar alley in memory to the other end of the village, which was the side closest to the foot of the mountain.
Chapter completed!