In fact, when I realized that I entered the airport five hours earlier, it was already too late.

Under the persuasion of my beautiful waitress sister, I spent more than 500 yuan in the notorious beef noodle restaurant in Nanjing Airport. This was only exchanged for a cup of coffee, a bowl of noodles, a cup of three balls of Haagen-Dazs, and a cup of freshly squeezed juice.

When I left with my empty bag and cheered by the waiter's "Welcome again", I could only slap myself and walked to the waiting room at the second gate without tears. Because I had been in advance, and had entered the waiting room without a laptop, and because of my own reasons, I didn't have a smart phone. I only brought a ball of fat and two light novels, and I looked extremely dazzling among the few people in the waiting room.

There were only three or five people at that time, and there were only a few people sitting or lying in front of the entire No. 2 boarding gate, staring blankly at the smartphone in his hand. There was only a foreigner who was about 40 or 50 years old holding a novel.

Regarding my arrival, the foreign friend clearly showed a look of comfort, nodded at me, and then said something. The accent sounded quite tangled, with a little circling tone. I couldn't understand it, so I could only laugh foolishly. The foreign friend seemed to understand my difficulties, and also smiled slightly, fucked a stiff Chinese and said hello, and then looked down at his novel.

Compared to this foreigner, the reaction of others was much simpler. He looked up and confirmed that it was a person, then lowered his head to fiddled with his phone. His face looked gloomy and seemed to have broken some rules.

I can't say anything about this, and it's even more impossible to stand up and say that I have destroyed the ecological environment in the waiting room. I feel a little trembling at the unspoken rules of these people, but I can't show myself with a big thorn, letting others regard themselves as monkeys, for fear of being abandoned.

You, you have to be careful, this is outside.

I warned myself like this, curled up and could only find a stable place to open the Maupassant short story collection while there were still fewer people, and began to slowly read the two friends he wrote, gradually killing time.

Chinese people seem to like groups very much. This is not a satirical way, but a simple description of a fact.

When I pulled my head out of the novel, I was surprised to find that I was already full of people, basically all Chinese people, with dark hair, black eyes, yellow skin, and various accents. They were bustling and clearly divided into about three factions.

The first party is probably the first time I took a plane, or it may show the superiority of taking a plane. I took the smart phone in my hand and took pictures of the tarmac outside the window, and from time to time I looked back and took pictures of the crowd, which caused laughter. "Come on, take pictures, take pictures, and don't forget to like it." Such conversations are one after another, as if I were afraid that friends on the Internet would not know that they were here. I even took care of others borrowing things to take pictures, just like Liu Laolao, who had strong hands-on skills, entered the Iron and Steel Grand View Garden.

The second sect is probably a variant of people like me. I believe it is not wrong to call them a bow-headed party. They are like moss scattered in every corner in front of the second boarding gate. They are holding smartphones or novels in their hands, looking at the words or animations with a serious face and expressionless face. The solemn expression makes people unable to bear to face them. They are afraid that their actions will disturb their thinking about world peace. Others also keep away from the characters in this sect and show a look of fear.

And what I want to talk about is the third faction.

They seem to think that the party simply bows their heads and is too weak, and they also seem to dislike the photos and praise the party's rusticity. As noble people and people who often come to fly, this group of people seem to have to show certain abilities.

They all gathered together in groups of three or three according to the people they wanted, whispering to each other, and laughing from time to time. While laughing, they also raised their heads and looked down at the entire boarding gate like an eagle to see who wants to challenge their majesty. These teams seem to have to communicate with the voices that other irrelevant people hear. Otherwise, their abilities will not be revealed.

"Oh, late stage, if you want to talk about late stage, we are very good at it." A fat man sitting next to me, wearing a cultural shirt and glasses, and sweaty head, gasping for breath at the crowd, then bulged his face deeply, shook the smartphone in his hand, and said in a sharp voice.

"Our company is very powerful, really. I know about the concert in Vienna, right? Yes, we are responsible for that later. And our company has a group of top machines. What type of machines are they? We have ten F50s alone, and several F65s also..." He gasped, and a proud smile appeared on his face. Then he looked at the people around him, waiting for something.

After a few seconds, the people around him woke up as if they were dreaming.

"Ah! It's so amazing, it's indeed a big company."

"Yes, that's right, it's amazing."

I believe most of them don’t understand it, because I clearly saw a person appearing confused and at a loss after hearing high-end terms such as F50. But when he felt the sight of the people around him, this tall and thin little rooster with a color crown immediately straightened his chest and pretended to be listening with relish.

This is something that I can’t ignore. It’s all basic. If I don’t understand it, it’s going to be a shame.

After a while, a woman in her thirties and forties spoke.

"Your mobile phone is good, where did you buy it?"

"Want to talk about this phone?"

Before the fat man could speak, the tall and thin man immediately stood up and waved the small board in his hand proudly.

"This phone is a quad-core. Do you know that the quad-core? It runs very fast and is super good. And it's quite expensive. After all, it's a smart phone." Listening to the tall and thin words, one of the party members raised their heads, looked at them with disgust, and covered their phones. The dark golden shell seemed quite familiar.

It seemed that the people around him looked bad. The tall and thin mouth slit and immediately added: "But don't look so good, I'm also a copycat. The genuine ones are so expensive and ordinary people can't afford them. I'm not a rich man."

"Ahhaha, so that's it."

"What you said is really..."

The sinister atmosphere dissipated, and everyone suddenly looked relieved, and a happy air appeared inside and out. Several people even came over to ask the tall man, where to buy the mobile phone and how much it was worth. The tall man couldn't even close his mouth when he smiled.

The photo-praiser party also cheered because a plane had already landed and the people were caught shouting constantly, allowing everyone to share his joy.

But at this moment, a group of intruders came. A group of foreigners in white long gowns walked in, pointing to the sign at the boarding gate No. 2 and stammeringly speaking to their friends. The accent should be Indian. The small gang beside me immediately closed his mouth and looked at the foreigners who came from afar with a contempt and arrogant look, showing the majesty and dignity of the Celestial Kingdom. Even if they left quickly, these roosters were still stammering their necks and watching their backs.

"That's the Indian San, I really don't know what they are here for."

After glanced at the white shadow dissipating in the crowd, the old woman hung her eyes, opened her mouth like a hungry tiger, and said hoarsely.

"I heard that there is another case on their side? The country of ** doesn't know what is the strong point. They don't know where their capital is Bangladesh. They have to look proud and don't look at their virtues."

The others all agreed with "yes, yes, yes."

I am also a man who is not sociable and humble, and cannot tolerate any mistakes. I immediately said: "The capital of India is New Delhi, and the most frequent place is Uttar Pradesh, and India's IT industry is good."

Then this sentence caused trouble.

Those people looked at me with disbelief, as if they were looking at a monster.

‘What are you talking about?’

Their disgusting eyes said this.

I was a little timid and cowardly put the fat ball in my hand back. I began to fiddle with my cell phone that I used to read e-books and answer the phone. I hope to use online novels to soothe my frightened heart.

Then they seemed to have discovered the New World, looked at the phone I had used for seven or eight years with a mocking look, and then compared the quad-core single-core smartphones in their hands. They immediately became arrogant and snorted from their nasal cavity. As if they had already won, they turned their heads and started a conversation with his "friends".

"You guys watched the World Cup? Oh, I want me to say that this football is awesome..."

“Yes, the World Cup is awesome…”

They speak with awesomeness, but they will never involve specific time or scores, nor will they involve personal names. Now that everyone is so busy, there is no time to remember those things. It would be better to say that if you know, you will feel that you are not doing your job properly.

The small circles were chatting happily, communicating wrong messages, and laughing at others. From time to time, other noble and cold people would join in this conversation, making the small circle a big circle and making it more lively. Looking around with a lone look like an eagle patrolling the territory, no one dared to look at them.

"People who are arriving in Changchun, please go to board the plane at Gate 4. Because of the plane traffic, passengers who are arriving in Changchun, please go to board the plane at Gate 4." The ignorant aircraft crew walked in, waving the list and saying, dropping a bomb to the crowd who were originally having a good conversation.

This is over! The small circle suddenly became cold. While I was packing my luggage, I was surprised to find that a group of people were like defeated roosters, carrying their luggage bags in shame and hurriedly left the No. 2 gate.

What exactly makes them so embarrassed? Didn’t they say it well at the beginning?

When I left with my bag, I heard someone whispering.

"Ha, it turns out that I didn't go to Beijing."

It turns out that this small circle also needs to be divided into regions, and it is not something that cannot be discussed together in Beijing.

With this feeling, I came to boarding gate No. 4 with my luggage. I was surprised to find that the original group party was still lying in groups, as if it was falling into another cycle, but the topic became what the Beijingers looked like.

So these people came to the conclusion at a speed that surprised me.

Beijingers are all **.

"This friend, what are they doing?" A blond foreign friend asked me curiously, pointing to the group party huddled together and laughed happily.

"I have no idea."
Chapter completed!