"Jenny, where did you work before?" After walking out of the pilot's preparation room, on this long road, you can walk and chat.
"I have been at the headquarters of the Pacific Fleet, and later received this mission, so I came here." Jenny said.
"Hawaii, it's a good place." Nathan said, "Warm sun, soft sand, and endless... sea water. By the way, can you swim?"
"Yes," Jenny said.
"Can you teach me another day? I can't swim," Nathan said.
A navy carrier-based pilot who can't swim? Nathan's words made Jenny immediately understand, this guy, is she wanting to fuck herself? It's weird that you are not angry? This is the first time.
"I'm most afraid of water, I have never learned it." Nathan seemed to realize that it was wrong, and continued to add, and at the same time quickly changed the subject: "Okay, here we are."
Unknowingly, he had arrived at the pilot’s dormitory. Nathan opened the door and said to Jenny: "With my draft, let's go to the office in the office building to revise it."
"Crunch." The door was pushed open, and Nathan made a gentle gesture in front of the door, but saw Jenny's brows frown.
The mess, single men’s dormitories, are they all like this
Clothes were thrown everywhere, smelly socks were flying all over the floor, and the ** just hung on the head of the bed. It seemed too messy, especially when there was a Lisa Minnelli poster hanging on the wall. This woman was wearing sexy fishnet stockings, her chest was high, and she was watching from a high position, which made people very uncomfortable.
"Sorry, you'd better be at the door." Nathan didn't expect that his room was so messy. This Steve, who has a wife, really can't clean up!
As a soldier, the internal affairs should be tidy and tidy. The quilt is folded into tofu blocks. Of course, this will not directly become combat effectiveness. However, through the internal affairs, it is a kind of disciplinary restriction on the soldiers, so that the soldiers can form a good style .
In fact, as soon as the recruits are over, some troops will be in chaos, and for pilots, no one cares about their internal affairs. No matter how well the internal affairs are organized, the flight skills are not good. Who wants to ask for it
For Nathan, he is usually a person who pays great attention to the cleanliness of the house, but Steve can't do it. The mess in the house is all made by Steve.
Steve is also a weird thing. This guy, besides flying, loves photography. He just wandered around with a camera on his back when he was fine. He also said that if it wasn't because the camera was too expensive, he would get a camera to make a movie.
He could shoot the grass for a long time, but he was reluctant to spend a few minutes cleaning up the house.
I just brought Jenny to pick up the script she wrote. Now that the room is so messy, how can I let a neat girl in? I actually forgot about it!
After Nathan finished speaking, he walked inside, and his pile of manuscripts were all on the table by the window. Just go in and get them.
Jenny breathed a sigh of relief, and it was really embarrassing to let her in, so let's wait outside!
Nathan walked forward quickly. These manuscripts of his were all pressed with an ink bottle. In the past few days, he flew during the day and wrote the manuscripts in the dormitory at night, and had already written down the entire script.
Absolute speed can create a miracle in the film and television industry!
Well, if you are not a carrier-based pilot, you are a big Hollywood director, or even just a small trick when you cross over, you can complete a gorgeous counterattack relying on your knowledge from later generations.
While thinking about it, Nathan picked up the ink bottle, and just as the other hand was about to pick up the manuscripts, suddenly, a demon wind blew in from outside the window.
"call…"
The wind was so strong that all of Nathan's painstakingly written manuscripts were blown away all at once!
**, on the ground, the door of the bathroom, there are everywhere, and there are two more, which actually floated to the door outside!
"Captain Nathan, what's the matter?" Jenny also noticed something was wrong, and finally opened the door and shouted.
When she finished shouting, she saw the manuscript all over the floor, and Nathan had already begun to bend over to pick it up.
"There was just a gust of wind." Nathan said while looking down to pick up the manuscript.
Therefore, Jenny can only lower her head and pick up the manuscripts with Nathan. It is everywhere. When will Nathan alone pick it up? Moreover, I came here by myself as a secretary, not a big lady.
Thinking of this, Jenny had already entered the role. She knelt down and picked up the manuscripts on the ground, one after another.
When she picked it up, Jenny looked at the handwriting on it, um, it was beautifully written, it didn't match the sloppy environment here, the handwriting was so beautiful, why the house was so messy.
"Thank you." Finally, the last piece of manuscript paper was picked up. Nathan took the one that Jenny had handed it over and put it on the table, trying to make a trick, tidy it up before taking it away.
Seeing Nathan's movements, Jenny was a little curious. No, she can tell a person's style in small things. Nathan should be a very neat talent.
At this time, she looked at the beds on both sides and found that one side was neat, with a tofu block quilt, the bed was not wrinkled, and there was a guitar hanging on the wall, while the other side was very messy.
"This bed is yours?" Jenny couldn't help but asked curiously, how painful and unfortunate it would be for a hardworking person to live with a sloppy person, and the two are still partners.
As Nathan continued to scribble, he turned to look at the direction Jenny was pointing, and nodded: "Well, it's mine, oh no!"
Just when Nathan turned his head, his manuscript accidentally stuck on the fountain pen water bottle just now! If this bottle is overturned, there will be pen water all over the floor. This thing is not easy to clean up!
Relying on the pilot's agility, Nathan held the manuscript in one hand, and swiftly held the pen water bottle in the other. He was quick to hold on to him, perfect.
But the next moment, he looked at the cap of the pen water bottle, scribbled a beautiful mark, and went straight to Jenny. According to the ballistic calculation, he should have flew in from the neckline of Jenny's uniform!
When it fell, there were already countless pen water in the bottle cap, and now it was flying with the bottle cap!
Oops, I finished writing last night, and I forgot to cap the bottle! (End of this chapter)