Mr.president, you are too gentle

He woke up and looked around. He saw that the people next to him looked frightened, and the vibration and shaking of the plane became more and more violent.

Even the glass of red wine just finished drinking on the table slammed on the ground, and the glass fragments fell on the ground, looking particularly ferocious.

The passengers looked more and more frightened. Everyone was talking. It seemed that something big was going to happen. The stewardess also heard a calm and gentle voice on the radio, trying to appease the passengers.

"What the hell is going on? How could there be such a big shock!" a woman nearby finally couldn't help asking instead of the whole plane.

The woman's voice was a little urgent, but also with strong uneasiness, which quickly attracted the resonance of others on the plane. So everyone got angry, questioned the air passengers and said, "what's going on?"

The stewardess said calm and gentle words on the radio. She tried her best to calm the passengers: "Dear passengers, we encountered strong airflow during the process of Liu Ping on the plane. Now there are some small faults, but please rest assured that we can safely get through this airflow. It will be OK soon. Please help yourself with your seat belt and sit down according to the initial requirements. Thank you for your cooperation."

Is there a conflict in the airflow layer? These words appeared in Wu Qing's mind. Looking at the frightened faces of the passengers next to him, and the arc of the aircraft fuselage shaking more and more severely, he finally couldn't help laughing bitterly. Is he so unlucky? It's rare to have a plane crash in his country once.

Although I often care about the reports of current events, I need to know how many planes fly around in the sky every day. In fact, the probability of plane crash is much less than that of traffic accident. It is almost one in ten thousandth. I didn't expect my luck to be like this. I can be encountered in this way.

Wu Qing smiled bitterly, silently fixed his seat belt, and felt the constant vibration of the plane with them.

Under the continuous and ten minute shaking, the violent swing range of the aircraft distance is becoming larger and larger, and the people who can't keep up with the things on the table almost have to throw out if they are not supported by the seat belt. This feeling makes the people on the aircraft less and less love, and the women next to them have been crying softly.

Some parents comfort their children, some children don't know how to cry, even some women have cried secretly, and some men are angry at the stewardess. They want justice.

"Call your captain out. What's going on? How can the air flow last more than ten minutes? We have the right to know the real situation."

Brother, how can you tell the truth? In order to calm down, I'm afraid the plane is going to crash again, and the captain just told you to fasten your seat belt at the end. The people on the plane won't admit this panic, Wu Qing thought in her heart.

But Wu Qing didn't open her mouth. With the shaking of the plane, she was a little flustered and sat still.