I Am Just a Support Teacher

"Ok?"

Hearing Yang Xin's question, the stewardess looked up at him with a dull expression.

After a while, the stewardess asked Yang Xin, "Who are you?"

When she was speaking, she might have seen the pistol in Yang Xin's hand, and her expression suddenly showed a look of fright.

"Don't be afraid. I am a passenger on the plane. I have solved the terrorists outside. Now there are only three terrorists in the cockpit. Can you open the cockpit door?" Yang Xin continued to face. The stewardess asked.

Facing the door of the passenger plane's cockpit, Yang Xin had nothing to do.

The only person here who is more familiar with this aircraft is the flight attendant. Yang Xin wants to try it to see if the flight attendant has any way to open the cabin door.

"Are you not a terrorist?" The flight attendant heard Yang Xin say that he was not a terrorist, her expression of fear diminished a lot, but she still asked.

At this time, He Qingqing on one side spoke, and he said to the flight attendant: "Yes, we are not terrorists. If we were terrorists, would we save you?"

When the stewardess heard He Qingqing's voice, she turned her head and looked at He Qingqing's appearance, slightly relieved.

However, there is still some caution in her expression. She said to Yang Xin: "If the cockpit door of this passenger plane is locked from the inside, it cannot be opened from the outside.

"Oh! It's over!"

Yang Xin sighed heavily when he heard the stewardess's words, and the whole person looked extremely depraved.

He not only asked the flight attendant, but also asked Xiao Wei if he could open the door.

However, the answer Xiaowei told him was: there is no way to open it.

From Xiaowei's tone, Yang Xin heard despair.

This shows that the system is likely to be the existence of both glory and damage. Maybe he dies and the system will disappear.

The current situation is that if the cockpit door cannot be opened and the terrorists cannot be resolved, they will die.

Terrorists will definitely not open the door for him, and the end of waiting for him may be a crash with the terrorists driving a plane.

Xiao Wei's words made Yang Xin desperate.

"Wife, we are dying, are you afraid?" Yang Xin suddenly knelt down and hugged He Qingqing.

"I'm a little scared." He Qingqing's face turned pale, and his body trembled on WeChat. Facing death, he said that he was not afraid of it was fake.

When she was speaking, her tears couldn't help streaming down from her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I will be with you. We have made some contributions to society in this life, and we will die without regret."

Yang Xin helped He Qingqing wipe his tears and said, "I believe that even if we die, our names will be passed down through the ages."

Yang Xin didn't doubt whether he could be remembered by history.

Even if he is dead, there will definitely be many celebrities among her students in the future. A teacher who has taught so many celebrities is very difficult not to be remembered.

Just like Guiguzi, although he has not been a scholar in his entire life, he is famous for teaching disciples such as Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Sun Bin, Pang Juan, and Mao Sui.

Yang Xin believed that he would never be worse than Guiguzi.

"Wife, do you have any wishes or last words in your life? Maybe this will be our last moment in the world." Yang Xinchao and He Qingqing said.

"I, I really want to take another look at Xi Yue." He Qingqing said with tears.

Hearing He Qingqing's words, Yang Xin was silent for a moment and said, "I miss Xiyue too."

"Are you Chinese?" Just as the two were talking, the stewardess on the side spoke.

Yang Xin looked at the stewardess who was talking, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

Because the pistol in his previous hand was actually held in the hand of the stewardess.

Yang Xin thought about it for a while. It seemed that when he wiped He Qingqing's tears, he put the pistol on the ground.

Fortunately, looking at the flight attendant's appearance, he didn't point the pistol at him and He Qingqing, otherwise he would really kill the flight attendant immediately.

"Are you Chinese?" Seeing that they were silent, the stewardess continued to ask.

"Yes." Yang Xin nodded, he didn't have to hide this.

Anyway, he can't live anymore, and there is no need to hide him from which country.

"Are you really terrorists?" the stewardess continued to ask.

"No." Yang Xin shook his head.

Then he asked the flight attendant: "Are there other communication devices on the plane? Can I talk to my family on the ground?"

"There is actually a CDMA base station on the plane, but it is generally not used. After the base station is activated, passengers on the plane can use their mobile phones to contact their family members on the ground." The flight attendant said to Yang Xin.

"That's great. Where can the base station be activated? I want to contact my family, and I have some last words to tell my family." Yang Xin said to the flight attendant very happy.

In the face of immediate death, Yang Xin was happier when he learned that he could contact his family, and he didn't know if he was short-sighted.

"The switch of the base station is there. You can open the lid and press the green button to turn on the CDMA base station." The stewardess pointed to a place and said.

Hearing the stewardess's words, Yang Xin didn't say anything, and went forward to follow the stewardess's instructions.

When he pressed the button, he took out his phone and waited.

After about 30 seconds, he really found that there was a signal on the phone, but the signal was not very good. Maybe it was OK to make a call, but it was difficult to send a video.

At the same time, at this moment, Yang Xin was not alone in discovering that the mobile phone had a signal.

In the cabin, some passengers also accidentally discovered the cell phone signal, because when they called their family members when they were desperate, they found that the call was connected.

When the mobile phone got a signal, Yang Xin immediately turned out a number and dialed it out.

At the same time, He Qingqing also leaned against Yang Xin and watched him make a call.

Soon, the call was connected

"Axin, why did you call me?" Yang's mother asked Yang Xin.

"Mother Yang, are you asleep?" Yang Xinxin asked with a trembling tone on the other side of the phone.

"Not yet, I just made a glass of milk for Xi Yue, Xi Yue is drinking milk." Yang's mother said to Yang Xin.

"According to the flight time, you should be in Tokyo now? When will you transfer back to your country?" Yang's mother asked Yang Xin.

She probably doesn't know yet ~www.ltnovel.com~ Yang Xin is talking to him at this time, which is the last last word.

"Mother Yang, can you let Xiyue speak?" He Qingqing, who was on the side, asked at the other end of the phone.

"Okay! I'll let Xi Yue talk to you." Mother Yang agreed, and the two heard the sound of walking on the other side of the phone.

"Xiyue, Mom and Dad are calling you, you should talk to Mom and Dad soon." Mother Yang's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Then, Yang Xinke and He Qingqing heard a milky voice: "Dad, Mom! When will you come back? Xi Yue missed you so much!"

Hearing the voices from you on the phone, He Qingqing finally couldn't help but broke down and burst into tears.

"Mom, why are you crying! Did Xi Yue make you angry?"

"No, no, mother is not angry, mother misses you!" He Qingqing said in a terrifying voice.