Fox in the Penalty Area

Pu Chuntai reclined in the first-class seat, trying to maintain a relatively relaxed posture for his body.

Then he set his sights on the soleus of his right calf.

That's where he was injured, for which he has rested for two full league rounds, close to two weeks.

As such, he has not yet fully recovered. He actually returned to the game with an injury, although the injury was not very serious.

Otherwise, the club will not let him come back to participate in the game.

Of course, he does not need to return to the national team to participate in the remaining top twelve matches, because the South Korean team has already obtained the right to participate in the World Cup in advance.

But he still took the initiative to apply to come back to compete.

The reason is that he doesn't want the South Korean team to lose to the Chinese team, and he doesn't want to lose to the Chinese player Hu Lai.

He finally scored five goals in the Premier League last season, which is not enough compared to Hu Lai's eleven goals.

He also felt the pressure.

The majestic "Light of Asia" and "Asia's No. 1 brother" were left far behind by a fledgling kid in the Premier League scorer list. It is absolutely impossible to say that Pu Chuntai has no idea about this matter in his heart.

Although they will meet sooner or later in the Premier League, he still hopes to play against Hu Lai earlier-before Hu Lai moved to Leeds City last season, the two teams had already met twice in the league, so in the remaining schedule , Leeds City and London Bridge never met again, and Pu Chuntai and Hu Lai naturally never fought against each other.

He wanted to have a good time with this rising star in Asian football.

Just as Pu Chuntai was thinking about the Top 12 match in his mind, he saw a figure walking from the direction of the cabin door, and at the same time, there was a beautiful and sexy blond stewardess leading the way for him.

He stopped in front of the seat next to Pu Chuntai and pointed out: "Mr. Hu, this is your seat."

Hu Lai, holding the boarding pass, followed the flight attendant's hand and looked over.

Pu Chuntai also turned to look at the empty seat beside him.

The plane's first-class seat arrangement is that there are one seat on each side near the porthole, and two seats next to each other in the middle.

After the eyes of the two people met on the empty seat, they both looked at each other at the same time.

Hu Lai raised the boarding pass in Yang's hand to Pu Chuntai, and said with a dry smile, "Fate, brother."

He speaks English.

Pu Chuntai also replied in English: "Hello, Hu Lai."

The stewardess next to him saw the two people greet each other, and said with a smile: "The two gentlemen know each other? That's really great. I believe you will not be lonely on this journey!"

Hu Lai glanced at the stewardess who obviously didn't watch the game.

The stewardess thought he wanted her to help him put his luggage, so she quickly bent down to lift the suitcase, but Hu Lai stopped her: "No, I can do it myself."

Taking the opportunity to put the suitcase, he took a look, and there were actually some vacant seats in the first class cabin.

Why are you sitting with him?

It's not that I'm afraid of him or anything, it's just... a little disappointed.

Why have I been on so many planes, but I have never met a beautiful woman around me?

Except for Li Qingqing!

Hu Lai suddenly remembered that he and Li Qingqing flew back to China from Paris,

Some flew from China to the United States, surrounded by Li Qingqing.

I quickly added a restriction in my heart.

Then he subconsciously glanced at Pu Chuntai's right leg, which was Pu Chuntai's injured leg.

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Hu Lai didn't know that when he felt sorry for Pu Chuntai sitting next to him, Pu Chuntai also had a lot of inner drama.

Who is not good to sit next to me?

It just happened to be this kid... our opponent in the next match!

Although he still maintained the original reclining posture and did not move, the muscles all over his body were tense unconsciously.

What Pu Chuntai is thinking now is that he must not let this kid see that his right calf injury has not fully recovered. In this way, the morale of the Chinese team will be boosted. This time it is their home court. If the morale is improved, the game will be difficult to play...

Pu Chuntai is different from the young players of the national team. He never thinks that the Chinese team is an easy opponent to deal with, especially at home. The Chinese team, which is forced to a desperate situation, will suffer retribution if they underestimate their opponents.

He had just finished thinking this way in his mind when he noticed that Hu Lai suddenly looked at his...right leg.

Pu Chuntai was startled—was discovered by this kid?

Do not!

wrong!

It's no secret that I was injured, he must know where I was injured, but he doesn't know the specific recovery of my injury...

Maybe he thought my injury was over, otherwise how could I come back to participate in the top 12?

Well, let him always think so, it would be nice to add some pressure to him...

While Pu Chuntai was analyzing in his heart, he heard Hu Lai beside him ask in English: "Hey, brother, how is your right leg recovering?"

Hearing this, Pu Chuntai almost froze: How can you ask directly like this! Did you think I would tell you! asshole!

For a moment, he didn't know whether to say that this kid was straightforward or stupid.

He glanced at Hu Lai: "Why should I tell you? We are enemies."

Hu Lai scratched his head and smiled honestly: "Of course, we are enemies. But I think what if you are an honest gentleman? Maybe you are so confident that no matter what happens to us, you will win in the end? Or do you want to beat us upright, and don't bother to play those little tricks?"

Pu Chuntai glanced at Hu Lai, who was getting more and more outrageous, and thought to himself, do you believe these nonsense?

Then he said lightly: "Don't bother, Hu Lai. I know you need a victory, but I will go all out."

Hearing this answer, Hu Lai nodded: "That's a coincidence, I will do my best."

Then the two stopped talking and went about their own business.

Pu Chuntai was lying on the chair, closing his eyes and meditating.

Hu Lai took out his mobile phone, turned his head and looked at Pu Chuntai, who had his eyes closed, and after a flash of eyes, he turned his body slightly to one side, turned on the front camera, and then stretched out his arm to lift the camera.

Hu Lai's face appeared in the viewfinder of the phone screen, and... Park Chuntai behind him.

Hu Lai made a V with his other hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

Just when he was about to press the shutter button, Pu Chuntai on the screen suddenly opened his eyes!

After a brief astonishment, he frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Uh, I'm taking a selfie."

"Why do you have me in your selfie?" Park Chun-tae on the screen continued to ask.

Normally, he wouldn't mind taking a photo with Hu Lai, but when the top 12 match with the Chinese team is about to start, he doesn't want the outside world to think that he has any close relationship with his enemy.

"I'm looking for an angle..." Hu Lai said, adjusting the angle of his arm as usual, from side to side, so that only himself was left in the viewfinder.

Then he smiled professionally and pressed the shutter button.

With a click, his selfie was left in the phone.

After filming, he showed it to Park Chun-tae: "Look. I'll post on Weibo later, this is fan welfare."

Seeing that Hu Lai was indeed the only one in the photo, Pu Chuntai didn't say anything. Just raise the baffle between his and Holly's seats to separate the two adjacent seats.

The baffle is opaque so that Hu Lai can't see what's going on on his side.

In fact, he was embarrassed to do this in front of Hu Lai, because he was worried that if he did so, the other party would think that he was afraid of him.

As the number one brother in Asia, how could he, Pu Chuntai, be looked down upon by younger generations?

So he had a candid look at the time.

But now he has changed his mind. He realized that if he didn't isolate himself, he might not be able to rest well all the way... The bastard next to him is too troublesome!

Although Pu Chuntai had never been in contact with Hu Lai before, he was keenly aware of this in just a few minutes of conversation.

After using the baffle to completely separate himself, Pu Chuntai leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

But not long after, he suddenly opened his eyes with a feeling, and saw Hu Lai standing behind the baffle and looking at him. Although he quickly looked away when he saw him open his eyes, Pu Chuntai had already caught him. with.

"What are you going to do?" Pu Chuntai asked angrily.

"Me?" Hu Lai was stunned for a moment, "I'm going to the bathroom. I won't be able to use the bathroom after the plane takes off. Why don't you go?"

"I'm not going." Pu Chuntai looked at him and said.

"Okay then, I'll go first." After speaking, he left the seat and walked towards the front of the plane.

Behind him, Pu Chuntai stared at his back with his eyes open all the time, until he really walked into the toilet, then he breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes again.

I don't know how long he had been asleep, Pu Chuntai suddenly opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Hu Lai standing behind the partition, still looking at him.

"What are you doing?" Pu Chuntai's tone was not very good.

Hu Lai spread his arms and looked innocent: "I'm back from the bathroom. I'm about to sit down."

After speaking, he really sat down.

Pu Chuntai relaxed slightly and closed his eyes again.

But soon he opened his eyes again and glanced over the partition.

This time I didn't see that mean face.

Only then did he feel relieved, and then he was ready to fall asleep completely.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening in London, and he should go to bed.

When he closes his eyes, he always feels that there is a pair of eyes peeping at him from behind the partition, or that there is a mobile phone rising up from behind the partition, and the camera is facing him...

This made him couldn't help opening his eyes again, whether it was peeping eyes or the phone camera, where else?

So was it just my hallucination?

He closed his eyes again, and the feeling of being watched came over again, making him tense.

He thought since this is an illusion, then I don't care about it...

Pu Chuntai turned around and turned his back to Hu Lai's seat, trying to keep out of sight and out of mind.

But he thought again, what if? In case Hu Lai takes out his phone when he relaxes his vigilance...

no!

Pu Chuntai turned back again, so that he could see the situation behind the partition as soon as he opened his eyes.

But when he turned around, his right calf bumped against the edge of the chair, and there seemed to be a slight pain, which made him frown again.

This body...hasn't recovered 100% yet!

When he thought of Hu Lai who was very interested in his injury sitting beside him, Pu Chuntai couldn't let go of his nervous heart.

Then thinking that he had to stay in this dangerous environment for a full eleven hours, Pu Chuntai felt very tired...

He simply stood up again, and as soon as he got up, Hu Lai next door looked up at him: "Brother, do you want to go to the toilet?"

This kid is really concerned about my situation!

Pu Chuntai's mouth twitched: "No."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked around, and found that there were actually a few seats in the first-class cabin this time, which seemed to be empty all the time.

Maybe he could ask the stewardess for another seat?

As soon as this idea came to Pu Chuntai's mind, he was denied by himself:

no! If so, what have I become? Is it not a deserter? What would Holly think? You must have thought I was a coward who was run around by him!

Then this kid adds fuel to the story in front of the media in their country, how will the media promote it?

Park Chun-tae seems to be able to imagine the appalling headlines that will be made by the media at that time.

"Hu Lai laughed and said that Pu Chuntai ran away on the plane!"

"Shocking, Pu Chuntai and Hu Lai met on the plane, and they took the initiative to back away!"

...

So how can you change your seat?

Thinking of this, Pu Chuntai lay back on the chair again, staring at the entertainment screen in front of him with wide eyes.

Looking at it, his eyelids slowly drooped, and his head drooped bit by bit.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our aircraft has launched..."

Accompanied by the gentle announcement from the stewardess on the cabin radio, the fuselage shook slightly and started to move.

At the same time, Pu Chuntai, who was already asleep, was awakened with a start. His body trembled, and he raised his head to look at the partition almost reflexively.

It was quiet there, nothing happened.

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PS, the paragraph in the last chapter about the purchasing power of the British pound caused some controversy.

Blame me for not explaining and explaining at the end of the chapter.

I have never been to the UK, and I can only find information about the purchasing power of the pound in the UK by searching the Internet. The so-called two pounds for a week's breakfast was also found in a post by an international student sharing how she saved money and spent one hundred pounds a month.

My understanding at the time was that one bag of bread was one pound, and two bags of bread was two pounds. The cost of breakfast staples should be settled. After all, some people eat a slice of bread for breakfast.

The author of that post seems to be a girl, it might be possible if she has a smaller appetite.

Of course, I myself don't know how much a meal would cost for a normal breakfast in the UK.

The consumption level of different people should be different.

The requirements and appetite for breakfast are also different.

Perhaps with more samples, I can speculate on a price close to normal living standards?

Dear readers and friends who have lived in the UK, welcome to give us your advice.

But in the final analysis, it is still what I said at the end of the chapter of Paris Disney. If there is something that is not completely consistent with reality, don’t worry about it. Just treat it as a difference between two parallel time and space.

After all, the world in our book doesn’t even have a new crown, there is no sweater war, and the world is peaceful.

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