Tiêu đề Tailhook 26-30 ✅

Tailhook When a frivolous man 1 meets a righteous one 2 ; when one who has nothing meets another who lacks nothing Written by larivegauche Tags: Original Novel, BL, Long Novel, Completed, Plot, Modern, HE (Happy Ending), Power Couple, Switch Couple Other Tags: (Continuing with the) Love in the Air, Career-focused Novel, Atypical FWBs-to-Lovers A story where they: went on three dates before having sex, had sex for three times before breaking up, and were together for three years before getting married Also: a slow-burn romance between two siscon Airbus pilots Pilot x Pilot. Ex-carrier-based aircraft pilot, current civil aviation model worker piloting A320 planes x The youngest captain in KLM who is piloting A330 planes. Contestant who faces life with a smile x Contestant who is rational and direct Zhou Qichen (周其琛) x Lang Feng (郎峰) —The tailhook, also known as the arresting hook, is one of the most important components of a carrier-based aircraft. When landing, the tailhook increases resistance through snagging onto the arresting wire suspended across the deck of the carrier. This is so that the carrier will be able to land on the runway within a short time. Globally, organizations whose members are naval carrier-based aircraft pilots are also called Tailhook Associations. This novel will mainly tell a story from Zhou Qichen’s POV. Derived from the side relationship in another novel The Approach (从万米高空降临). T/N: This is a fan translation done with permission by the author. It is strictly not for profit. Any copy of this translation outside of this Google doc is not the original. Thank you. 2 君子:a gentleman; a man with virtue and noble character 1 浪子:a man who flits from one partner to another, never able to settle
Table of Contents Glossary Chapters 1-5 Chapters 6-10 Chapters 11-15 Chapters 16-20 Chapters 21-25 Chapters 26-30 Chapters 31-35 Chapters 36-40 Chapters 41-47 + Postscript + Extras
26 It felt like he was still in that dream, like he had not woken up at all. “Oh, Xiao Zhou, it’s been a long time since we last met. I heard that you were hospitalized after an operation. It’s not for anything serious, is it?” When Zhou Qichen was at the airport waiting for Lang Feng, he saw a lot of his colleagues who had managed to pick him out although he was not wearing his uniform. He greeted a few people who passed by, including this last guy named Qi Yadong, who was piloting A330 planes at Hainan Airlines. He had come to Daxing almost the same time as Zhou Qichen, and had also guided Zhou Qichen a few times when he was still a second officer. They had not flown together ever since Zhou Qichen could already fly on his own as they piloted different models. “It’s no biggie. I just went in to have the steel plates in my body removed. Operation went smoothly too. How have you been doing, Yadong-ge?” When it came to making friends, it was like Zhou Qichen possessed some kind of magnetic force. Even when he was still in training, he basically became best bros with all his instructors several years older than him. They would drag him out with them when they went out for drinks after work, and he was not allowed to leave before drinking it all. Qi Yadong was quite happy to see him. He said, “Everything’s going quite well. My daughter turned two recently, so she’s gotten quite adorable. Say, the company is thinking about forming a new crew that’s gonna fly the A330 model. You wanna change tracks? It’d be nice if we got to fly together.” Hainan Airlines had booked 24 Airbus 330-300 planes some time ago, but Airbus had not sent the planes over due to some financial problems the company had. Now, the financial problems were settled, but there were not enough staff to drive them. The planes would be transported over in two months, so the management was quickly calling for A320 pilots to transition and learn how to pilot these heavy aircrafts. "I want to," Zhou Qichen said out of courtesy, "But I'm waiting for a chance to be promoted to captain as an A320 pilot. Your resume is too outstanding. I entered the industry a few years later than you, didn't I? I'm working hard to catch up." Qi Yadong expressed his understanding. "Outstanding? Nah. It's the usual—stay in a position long enough, and you'll be promoted. I asked you, but I wasn't trying to pressure you or anything. Did the management not ask you that, though?" Zhou Qichen nodded. "Mr. Xu asked me about that once, but he didn't force me to change tracks." "You didn't want to, so he went to corral other pilots who only have a couple hundred hours in their log, I guess."
"Mr. Xu asked me to pilot international flights because he thinks highly of me. I'm the one who's ungrateful here," Zhou Qichen joked. Qi Yadong said readily, "You have your own reasons, so don't worry about that. He's asked many A320 pilots, and quite a number of them weren't willing to change tracks too. Some pilots about my age have families and kids, so they aren't willing to pilot international flights. There are many people like that. Mr. Xu likes you, and he often says that he won't need to worry that much if all the fresh recruits were like you. About that year-end promotion, I'll try to ask around on your behalf. I think it's gonna go fine, though." Zhou Qichen thanked him promptly and promised to buy him a drink after work some time later. Right after saying that, he caught sight of Lang Feng. Zhou Qichen had his reasons, that was true. He had considered it, to be honest. Piloting A330 planes would be nice, and piloting international flights also meant less and easier work and more pay, but his flight hours would be reset should he change tracks to pilot another model. There was also the issue between him and Lang Feng, too. If he, too, piloted international flights, he would not be in Beijing for half of every month. How were they supposed to continue this relationship if that had happened? Said reason behind his decision was taking big steps toward him at this moment. - When Lang Feng landed in Beijing, he saw Zhou Qichen there, clad in black from head to toe—black leather jacket, black tee, black pants, a black baseball cap, even. Zhou Qichen was standing in front of the entrance to the terminal, talking to Qi Yadong. The other man had spotted him, probably, because he waved to the captain across from him and said goodbye. Lang Feng approached Zhou Qichen and said hi, looking somewhat awkward. Zhou Qichen sighed. He then asked, "Want a coffee?" He knew that Lang Feng would always need to deal with his jet lag after this particular route, which meant that he would have to stay awake in the afternoon—that was why he always got a double-shot espresso after landing. This was the case all the time, it seemed. The ultimate attack he had conserved energy for in the last twelve hours dissipated immediately when he saw Lang Feng in the flesh. The walls he had erected, too, and Lang Feng had not even done anything to dismantle them.