Fox in the Penalty Area

Because I have to fly to the airport, the training on Saturday will end a little earlier than usual.

However, Hu Lai still practiced penalty kicks and long-range shots for himself in the training base for a total of half an hour before ending the training.

When he returned to the locker room, his teammates had almost left—those players who were selected for the big list took the bus to the airport immediately, and the teammates who didn’t have to go to the away game had already changed because they didn’t have extra practice. Good clothes left.

He took a shower alone in the locker room, changed into a set of clean clothes, and then picked up his sports bag and went to the base parking lot.

Open the trunk of the blue Champion Edition sports sedan and put the backpack inside.

Go back to the driving seat, put on the seat belt, turn on the navigation system, enter "airport", select the first item "Leeds Bradford International Airport", and start the navigation.

After doing this, he put on his seat belt and drove the car slowly out of the parking lot.

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Wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, and a mask, Li Qingqing was wearing a turtleneck sweater with a waist, slim jeans, and a large and fluffy down jacket. He was dragging a silver 20-inch suitcase in his hand. He was dressed like a standard tourist. It doesn't stand out among the crowded airport terminals.

She turned out from the exit of the airport terminal and glanced at the crowd who were picking up the plane, but she didn't see any familiar figure. So Wei Wei frowned and took out the phone and lowered his hair to send a message:

"I'm out, where are you?"

"Turn right, walk past the bathroom door, and look left again."

Li Qingqing stared at the line and frowned, why? Underground party joint?

But she obeyed obediently.

Turn right first, and walk about 30 meters forward, and when you see the sign of the toilet, don't go in, just walk over.

Follow and look to the left.

Saw a straight elevator.

"People!" Li Qingqing, who still didn't see anyone, replied angrily.

As soon as it was sent, when I looked up again, I saw a person who was also wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses and a mask turning around from behind the elevator pillars.

At the same time, the phone in Li Qingqing's hand vibrated:

"look.

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Li Qingqing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was still laughing non-stop.

Hu Lai complained helplessly: "You laughed all the way!"

"Can you blame me?" Li Qingqing argued with an unstoppable smile, "You insist on making it like a secret meeting, next time we should discuss the password in advance, and if we don't agree, just pretend we don't know each other Passed by?"

"Hey! Are you looking down on my popularity in this city? If I don't pretend like this, neither of us will be able to leave the airport by then!"

When he said this, Li Qingqing saw a football field outside the road, on which two teams were playing.

It just so happened that one side scored a goal, and the scorer excitedly turned and ran to the outside of the penalty area, and then... performed Hu Lai's signature celebration.

They also collectively chanted: "HUUUUU!!!"

Seeing this scene, the corners of Li Qingqing's mouth curled up.

Cars sped by on the highway, leaving behind the cheers of those people.

They moved forward again, and Li Qingqing saw a row of two-story houses with red roofs and blue-gray exterior walls obliquely ahead.

One of the buildings facing the road has simple scaffolding on the outer wall, and people are standing on it, and a giant graffiti is being drawn on the wall.

Although it's not yet finished, she can more or less guess it just by looking at the outline of the subject in the painting.

So she pointed to the row of houses and asked, "Are they painting you?"

Hu Lai, who was driving, took a glance, then looked away, and continued to stare at the front of the road: "Yes, I was drawn."

"Ah!" Li Qingqing patted his palms suddenly, "I remembered that in the documentary about you joining Leeds City, when you went to the Leeds City Club on the first day, Matt Dawn once said that sooner or later, you will also It was painted on the exterior wall of their house by Leeds fans... At that time, you said that day was too far away, did you think it is only two years now?"

Hu Lai nodded: "I didn't think of it myself."

Li Qingqing smiled and said, "That's great, you are the hero of this city now, Hu Lai!"

But soon she frowned again: "Since you are so popular, won't we be surrounded by people when we eat?"

Hu Lai chuckled: "Don't worry, no one will disturb the place I'm looking for!"

Li Qingqing turned her head and looked at his side face suspiciously.

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Li Qingqing looked up at the second-floor villa in front of him: "Wow, so the place you are looking for is your home!"

Hu Lai took Li Qingqing's suitcase and his own bag out of the trunk: "How is it? You won't be disturbed here, right?"

"Don't you still have a roommate, Mori Chuan?" Li Qingqing looked back at him and asked.

"He went with the team to London to fight Fleet Harbor."

Li Qingqing was stunned, and asked again: "What do you eat at home?"

"Do it yourself, I'll let you have a taste of my craft! Come on, go into the house first." Hu Lai opened the door and stepped aside as a gesture of invitation.

Li Qingqing stepped in and stood in the living room looking around.

Of course she saw the wine cabinet that was almost full at a glance, and the empty cabinet next to it.

So she looked back at Hu Lai.

"That empty cabinet belongs to Morikawa." Noticing Li Qingqing's eyes, Hu Lai certainly knew what the eyes meant, and he replied.

"Sen Chuan also uses it to hold the best wine in the audience?" Li Qingqing was a little surprised.

"Yes."

"The defensive midfielder is not easy to win the best of the game..."

"Morikawa knew, but he said it wasn't actually used to put trophies."

Li Qingqing didn't understand: "You said earlier that he was indeed used to hold the best wine in the audience..."

"That's right, but it's hard for a defensive midfielder to win the best player in the game, unless he performs very, very well, so good that he can't fault it. Then every time he sees the empty cabinet, he will know that he is not good enough. , we must continue to work hard.”

After hearing Hu Lai's explanation, Li Qingqing was dumbfounded: "I understand why everyone said he was a second grader..."

Hu Lai turned around and walked towards the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator door: "Whatever you want to eat, just order it!"

Then before Li Qingqing could speak, he added: "As long as I have it in my refrigerator."

Li Qingqing frowned: "I've never seen you cook..."

"Just kidding. When we rented together in Jincheng, everyone took turns making breakfast. I cook meals for six people by myself!"

As he spoke, Hu Lai took out a piece of steak from the refrigerator, and then took out carrots, potatoes, broccoli...

These ingredients piled up the countertops, as if they were going to do a big job.

"Fry a steak first, with carrots and broccoli as side dishes. Then fry a potato later..."

After Hu Lai finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, found a recipe app, and opened it...

Li Qingqing rolled her eyes: "Follow the recipe!"

"Can't you?"

"Didn't you say you can cook it? It's such a simple fried steak, and you still have to follow the recipe?"

"This is called 'serious, serious, thoughtful and meticulous, safe and reliable, and foolproof'!" Hu Lai said and began to study the recipes. "First step, first..."

Li Qingqing took a step forward and took away the steak on the plate: "Let me do it."

"Are you okay?" Hu Lai expressed doubts.

Li Qingqing ignored him and got busy.

Hu Lai stood by and watched her first use kitchen paper to absorb the blood on the surface of the steak, then patted both sides of the steak with the back of a knife a few times, and then asked Hu Lai: "Do you have a toothpick?"

"Why do you want a toothpick?" Although Hu Lai expressed doubts, he still took the toothpick from the table.

Li Qingqing took the toothpick and began to poke holes in the steak: "This will make it easier to marinate. Of course, if you only want to eat low-salt ones, that's another story."

After piercing the holes, Li Qingqing spread salt and pepper on both sides of the steak and put it aside. Then start to make room for dicing the potatoes, carrots, and broccoli.

Seeing her skillful movements, Hu Lai looked down at the recipe, which step should it be?

But Li Qingqing obviously didn't need to look at the recipe. After she cut up all the side dishes, she found a soup pot filled with water, poured all the vegetables into it, and cooked it in the morning.

After the vegetables were almost cooked, she glanced at the time, took the pot away, put the pan on the fire, and put a lump of butter in it.

Soon there was a special smell of butter in the room.

At this time, Li Qingqing just put the marinated steak into the oil pan, and turned on the fire to fry the bleeding water. Then flip it every ten or twenty seconds.

As she flipped it skillfully, the oil in the pot splashed slightly, sizzling, and the fragrance filled the room.

Hu Lai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then heard Li Qingqing's chuckle.

He quickly changed the subject: "I'll fry the eggs."

After speaking, he turned and went to the refrigerator.

Take the eggs, and then take out another smaller pan and put it on the stove next to it. Li Qingqing cast a suspicious look at him.

Feeling this gaze, Hu Lai snorted, "Let you see my craftsmanship."

After finishing speaking, put butter in the same way, and turn on the fire to melt the oil.

When the fat was all melted, he cracked the eggs out of the pan.

The white part of the egg white soon begins to solidify, sealing the yolk in the middle, and a round fried egg is forming.

"How is it?" Hu Lai glanced at Li Qingqing proudly.

"That's awesome." Li Qingqing replied perfunctorily. "You have reached my seven-year-old level!"

"Hey!" Hu Lai, who was looked down upon, decided to show his hand, "You wait for me to shake a spoon for you!"

Li Qingqing was shocked: "Why don't you say goodbye?"

Throwing the spoon is not something that can be done casually. The egg yolk is obviously not solidified. If the egg yolk is broken up, the fried egg will be disfigured...

Hu Lai sneered: "It's time to show the real technology!"

Li Qingqing watched Hu Lai's hand holding the pot handle nervously, and heard him say in a deep voice, "You're making a fool of yourself!"

With a flick of the wrist.

The pan turned upside down.

The yellow-white round fried egg soared into the air, tumbling in the air for one week, two weeks, three weeks, four weeks...drawing a parabola, flew out of the stove, and landed on the floor of the restaurant behind.

A perfect interpretation of a sunrise and sunset.