Fox in the Penalty Area

After the plane stopped by the corridor bridge, Hu Lai got up from his seat, stretched himself, and then went to open the luggage rack to get the suitcase.

At this time, he noticed Pu Chuntai who was next door, his face seemed a little unsightly, and he looked sluggish.

"Hey, brother, why is your face so ugly? Are you feeling unwell?" Hu Lai asked with concern.

The other party waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm a little airsick..."

"Airsickness?" Hu Lai thought for a while. Today's flight was quite smooth, and he didn't encounter any turbulence. He laid the seat flat, covered it with a quilt and slept very soundly on it. He didn't feel anything at all. What's wrong with that.

However, this may be an individual difference, and some people are naturally more prone to airsickness.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Pu Chuntai with sympathy.

It’s so easy to get airsick, and you have to play football in Europe, flying around all day... Koreans really have good willpower, and they can bear it. If it were me, I would feel so uncomfortable after every flight, I guess I would have lost my fighting power long ago.

Pu Chuntai felt the strangeness in Hu Lai's eyes, but he was too lazy to guess what Hu Lai was thinking at this moment...

During this journey, he had fought Hu Lai for countless rounds in his heart, and he was already exhausted.

"Want to go together?" Hu Lai didn't know that Pu Chuntai was too lazy to talk to him now, and even initiated an invitation.

Pu Chuntai made a gesture of invitation: "No, you go first."

He had already made up his mind to be the last passenger to get off the plane, because he wanted to take this opportunity to take a good rest and restore some energy to himself. He knows that as long as he goes out, he will face countless media and eyes. He doesn't want his listless appearance to be seen by these people. As a representative of Korean football, his words, deeds, every frown and smile are Korean football. Image, he does not want to add any trouble to his national team.

In this way, he continued to flatten the seat whose backrest was straightened when he descended, lay down on it again, and closed his eyes.

He didn't care about the puzzled eyes of the passengers around him.

It is the greatest happiness in life to be able to sleep soundly without fear...

No one wants to wake me up this time!

※※※

Hu Lai pushed the luggage cart out of the terminal of Jincheng Dongsheng International Airport,

Immediately, he was surrounded by Chinese reporters waiting there.

The flash was first turned on, like a lamp post on the stage, illuminating the place where Hu Lai was in white and bright.

Then countless microphones, recording pens, and mobile phones with the recording function turned on... were all stretched out in front of Hu Lai.

This scene reminded him of the day when he left China and went to England to pursue his football dream.

"Hey, there seem to be more people than before..." He smiled to the enthusiastic reporters.

"Hu Lai, are you tired from the journey?" A reporter couldn't wait to ask the first question.

"I'm not tired, I slept soundly." Hu Lai shook his head, walking forward while answering the reporters' questions.

"You have been in good form recently in Leeds City. You just scored twice in the game against Tramed. So do you have the confidence to help the Chinese team beat South Korea at home?"

"The club game is different from the national team game, but no matter what kind of game it is, I will give my best."

"Hu Lai, it will be a life-and-death battle with the South Korean team in three days. Do you think the national team is fully prepared?"

"I think no matter how long the preparation period is, the preparation is not enough. So the important thing is not whether the preparation is sufficient, but whether the time comes. I think the timing is good now."

The reporters nodded after hearing Hu Lai's answer, and silently wrote it down in their hearts: Hu Lai said that anytime is a good time to fight South Korea.

Hu Lai finally joined the staff who came to pick him up from the national team - the staff were accidentally squeezed out by the crazy reporters before, and now they are squeezed back, sweating profusely. crowded.

After receiving Hu Lai, he opened the way in front and kept yelling: "Excuse me, please, let me give way, thank you, thank you..."

Finally, the two of them squeezed out of the crowd and boarded the commercial vehicle waiting outside.

It wasn't until the car door was closed that the staff breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all right now, the media is too crazy..."

Hu Lai smiled, understanding this very well. After all, this game is a China-Korea battle. Even an ordinary China-Korea battle is very eye-catching, not to mention that this is a China-Korea battle that is related to whether the Chinese team can retain their hope of entering the World Cup finals.

"By the way, Hu Lai. It is said that Pu Chuntai and you flew to Jincheng on the same flight. Did you meet him on the way?" The staff asked curiously.

"I met? Of course I did. His seat is right next to mine." Hu Lai said casually.

The staff stared back at Hu Lai with their eyes wide open: "What a coincidence?!"

"Yeah, it's such a coincidence."

"So did you talk to him about something?"

"No, he looks quite tired and doesn't talk much. I don't know if it's airsick. I feel that his physical condition is not very good..."

After hearing Hu Lai's words, the staff's eyes lit up: "Really?! Doesn't that mean..."

Hu Lai knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted him: "Don't think so, what if they pretended it on purpose, just to make us underestimate the enemy?"

"This...isn't it?" The staff felt that Hu Lai's thinking was a bit exaggerated.

"Why not? Have you forgotten which country Pu Chuntai is from?" Hu Lai asked with a sneer.

"Oh——Korean!" The staff suddenly realized that what Hu Lai said was really reasonable.

If it is a Korean, this kind of speculation is completely justified and tenable.

After all, in order to win, the Koreans will do anything by hook or by crook. Letting their number one star put on a show in front of Hu Lai, acting, compared with the dirty tricks they used before, it is already more moral and conscientious...

※※※

Looking at the Chinese counterparts who chased Hu Lai out of the terminal, some of the South Korean reporters gathered on the other side waiting for Pu Chuntai to come out sneered.

"'The hope of the whole village'... Tsk tsk, what a pitiful title. In a big country with a population of 1.4 billion, football can only count on one person..."

"Did they really think that they could beat us at home with a Hu Lai? Football is a team sport, how can one person win?"

"I admit that Hu Lai's performance in the Premier League is indeed very good, but his own characteristics determine that he needs a strong team support. In the Chinese national team, he does not have such a team to help him..."

While discussing the scene they saw just now, the South Korean reporter waited for Park Chun-tae to come out.

They all knew that Pu Chuntai and Hu Lai were on the same plane, but they didn't know if they met, and if they met, what did they say...

Whether in terms of age or European experience, Pu Chuntai is Hu Lai's predecessor. I believe that if Hu Lai met Pu Chuntai on the plane, he should be very polite, right?

Geez, wondered what happened when they met on the plane. When I think of the respectful appearance of the hope of Chinese football in front of our Pu Chuntai, I feel very refreshed...

"Huh, strange?" When a group of people were chatting enthusiastically in Korean, someone suddenly responded first: "Why hasn't Chuntai come out yet?"

After someone said that, everyone looked at each other, and then realized that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that Hu Lai and Pu Chuntai are on the same flight, so it doesn't make sense that Hu Lai has come out, but Pu Chuntai hasn't come out yet, right?

What was it that took so long?

The calm crowd gradually became agitated.

※※※

On the international flight docked at the corridor bridge, the passengers had already left, but there were a few stewardesses and flight attendants worrying about a seat in the first-class cabin.

"Sir, sir... wake up! You should get off the plane!"

The flight attendant stretched out his hand and pushed Pu Chuntai, who was curled up on the seat and sleeping soundly.

But the latter responded to him by snoring again, and turning over by the way, with his back to them.

The stewardess beside him said helplessly: "It was like this just now, we called him, he waved to us, turned over and continued to sleep..."

"Did he fall asleep normally? Or is there something wrong?" The security officer on the plane said solemnly, "Generally speaking, it is difficult for people to sleep so deadly, right? And you just said that when the plane landed, he was still awake... ..."

The stewardess who was asked nodded repeatedly: "Yes, he is sober. I also saw him talking to Mr. Hu in the next seat..."

"How about calling an ambulance?" The flight attendant pushed Pu Chuntai again, but there was still no response, so he had to say.

If a passenger sleeps to death on their plane, they can't afford it as flight attendants...

※※※

Amidst the sound of shutters and flashing lights, Hu Lai got off the black business car he was riding in, then turned his head and smiled at the reporters outside, giving a thumbs up, looking energetic, not at all what he should be after an eleven-hour long-distance flight fatigue.

In the camera, Hu Lai walked into the hotel lobby. Through the glass door, everyone saw the team coach Shi Wuyin and team leader Hong Renjie appearing in front of him together. One of them reached out to Hu Lai to shake hands. The other person laughed and patted Hu Lai on the shoulder with a very friendly attitude.

The voice-over sounded: "This afternoon, Hu Lai, who played for Leeds City, arrived at Jincheng by plane, joined the national team, and officially joined the preparations for the South Korean team... Hu Lai ended Leeds City's home match with Trame After the Derby, I went directly to London by car and flew back home. There are only three days left for the Chinese team to prepare for this match..."

Xie Lan came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, and as soon as he entered the living room, he happened to see this news.

She tilted her head to look carefully, and nodded approvingly: "Well, it's a little stronger."

Hu Lixin, who was sitting on the sofa, gave her a white look: "Didn't you just have a video with him last week? Don't say it like you haven't seen him for a long time."

"I haven't seen it before. The last time I went to Australia to play a game, I didn't come back after the game... Besides, can the online video be the same?"

"Why is it different?"

"Across a mobile phone screen, it always feels unreal!"

"You are still separated by a TV screen..." Hu Lixin suddenly understood when he said this.

At this moment, he saw his wife grinning, took out two tickets from her pocket, and patted them in front of her husband.

"Let's go see our son together!"

Hu Lixin sighed: "Next time you're going to watch the game live, tell me directly, don't make such a big circle..."

Xie Lan smiled happily.

At this moment, the next piece of news was broadcast on the TV: "Breaking news, Park Chun-tae, the captain of the South Korean team, was unwell on the plane from London to Jincheng, and was taken directly from the airport to the hospital by ambulance... the specific situation Currently unknown, this station will continue to pay attention..."

[Reading books to get red envelopes] Follow the official account [Book Friends Base Camp], read books and draw up to 888 cash red envelopes!

In front of the TV, Xie Lan and Hu Lixin looked at each other.