Just like last time, a familiar pinprick-like pain and rejection slowly emerged throughout my body.
This discomfort came and went in a hurry, and it didn't last long before it subsided.
Touching a few faint fish scale-like crystals under the long-sleeved coat, Guan Lang tugged on his cuffs.
It shouldn't be discovered, it's not big, and its location is relatively secretive.
A long-sleeved knitted sweater is used to cover the outside, and only a small, imperceptible raised arc can be seen.
The only weird thing may be that the outfit is slightly inappropriate for this season that is close to the dog days of summer.
Guan Lang dragged his suitcase, called a car and rushed to the airport quickly.
When he was in the taxi, his body had already experienced the same psychological reaction as last time due to lack of water and drought.
This unbearable feeling is not an ordinary pain, but an itchy feeling that makes people want to scratch their ears and cheeks.
Only when I drink water from time to time, the itching sensation will be temporarily suppressed.
Guan Lang didn't dare to drink too much. He would only gently moisten his mouth and throat when the feeling of dehydration reached its peak.
Or apply it gently on your face with a wet tissue, which can also relieve the dryness caused by the synergistic crabapple in the body.
The journey is still long.
It is expected that we will arrive at Qiong Province Airport at 6:30, and we will arrive at the hotel around 7 or 8 o'clock.
Now it's just a little bit, which means he still has to endure six or seven hours of discomfort.
When Guan Lang thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
I have the urge to fast forward time to eight o'clock in the evening.
Fortunately, because he didn't expend much physical energy, it didn't take much internal energy to maintain it in this state. During this period of time, Haitang should still be able to maintain the state of being integrated into his body.
When we arrived at the airport, Guan Lang was so bothered by the feeling of lack of water that he felt exhausted. His whole body was not in good spirits.
This may be the most depressed moment he has felt in the past few months.
The airport was crowded, and Guan Lang was covering his forehead with a wet tissue with one hand and slowly moving forward dragging a large suitcase with the other.
His face turned slightly pale, because he was disturbed, and when he walked, he gave people the illusion of a sickly handsome man like a weak Liu Fufeng.
Some young ladies passing by looked at him frequently, fearing that he would accidentally faint and fall to the ground.
Of course, this is just an illusion. He is not a sick person. Even if he is upset, the strength in his body has not diminished.
One punch could probably kill a cow.
There were no surprises when he entered the airport terminal hall and went through the security check. Although he had a 60-centimetre-long crucian carp melted into his body, there was nothing unusual about him in appearance.
Guan Lang first went to the check-in counter to check in and check in his luggage.
After finishing the process, Guan Lang entered the waiting hall and found an empty seat to sit down.
Lying on the cold chair, Guan Lang began to close his eyes and meditate.
During this period, I went to the toilet to solve the problem of urination. Although I didn't drink much water each time, I had to drink too frequently, so I went to the toilet much more frequently than usual.
Considering that his mental and physical condition on the plane may not be very good today, Guan Lang did not fly economy class as usual this time, but bought business class.
Now that I think about it, my original idea was indeed correct.
I am almost mentally exhausted by the feeling of drought. A relatively comfortable environment can make my mood slightly better.
Guan Lang read some animation-related process information that Honghong sent him before, and waited for a long time, just when he thought the plane was delayed.
The boarding announcement sounded in the terminal: "Passengers traveling from Tiannan to Sanya, please note: Your flight xxxxx is now boarding. Please take your belongings with you and show your boarding pass."
Guan Lang, who felt that time was hard to bear, heard the sound of the broadcast as if it were the sound of nature.
After following the crowd on the plane and finding his seat and sitting down, Guan Lang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ladies and gentlemen: China Southern Airlines welcomes you! When you enter the cabin, please pay attention to the edge of the luggage rack."
The plane slowly took off.
Guan Lang took out the switch from his backpack and played Zelda for a while. When he wanted to drink water as usual, he found that he had finished drinking the three bottles of water in his backpack at some point.
The soft light shines on the side of his face, and his slightly pale complexion and lightly frowned brows give this supposedly tough appearance a bit of softness and gentleness.
The flight attendant who had been watching him for a long time looked a little distracted.
After realizing that he seemed to be looking for something, she walked over quickly, bent slightly, and asked with sincere concern on her face: "You don't seem to be looking well. What's wrong with you? Can I
What can I do for you?"
The stewardess with the bun hair may have mistakenly thought that he was airsick because of his pale face and lack of energy.
"Can you give me two bottles of Coke, preferably Pepsi."
"Okay, I'll go get it for you now."
The flight attendant replied in a very gentle tone, and his eyes lightly glanced at Guan Lang's eyes that looked slightly tired, but contained some special charm.
Is he feeling uncomfortable? The moment she saw these eyes, she inexplicably felt the emotion conveyed in these bright eyes.
For a moment, a kind of motherly care could not help but arise in her heart, as if seeing a cute little object made people want to look at it more, and even had a sympathetic desire to protect them.
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The flight attendant went to the aircraft galley and got two bottles of iced Pepsi. After thinking about it, she also got two or three oranges and mangosteen.
When passing by the bathroom, I carefully retouched my makeup.
"This is the Pepsi-Cola you asked for. I prepared some slightly sour fruit for you, which can alleviate your discomfort a little." The flight attendant placed the food and drinks in front of Guan Lang's table and said in a warm tone.
If China Southern Airlines did not allow these unnecessary medicines to be provided, she would have wanted to take some from the emergency medical kit and give them to the other party.
"Okay, thank you." Although he was a little tired mentally, Guan Lang still benefited from the meticulous care of the flight attendant, and his mood improved slightly.
Rubbing his eyebrows, he turned his head and saw two girls in their twenties not far away, excitedly holding up their mobile phones to take pictures of him.
It seems that fans of Station B or Weibo recognized him.
After discovering that Guan Lang had seen them, the two of them quickly put down their mobile phones. Their faces showed both the guilt of being caught secretly filming, and a bit of excitement at seeing the real person.
Guan Lang didn't care, he just smiled at the two of them and sat up straight to continue playing his game console.
He has nearly 400,000 fans on his B site, and almost 300,000 fans on Weibo.
Even if the two platforms have overlapping fan bases, his total number of followers is at least 500,000 to 600,000.
This is just the number of followers. You must know that Hong Hong’s vlog video has nearly 5 million views and clicks.
So it's not surprising to be recognized in real life.