Fox in the Penalty Area

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After the plane stopped by the bridge, Hu Lai got up from his seat, stretched his waist first, and then opened the luggage rack to prepare to take the boarding case.

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

"Hey, big 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, a little airsick..."

"Airsick?" Hu Lai thought for a while. Today, the flight flew quite smoothly without any turbulence. He lay down the seat, covered it with a quilt and slept very soundly on it, without feeling at all. What's uncomfortable.

However, this may be due to individual differences. 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... The Koreans' willpower is really good, and this can be tolerated. To be replaced by me, every time I finish the flight, I feel so uncomfortable.

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

Flying along this road, he fought against Hu Lai in his heart for countless rounds, already exhausted.

"Would you like to go together?" Hu Lai didn't know that Pu Chuntai was too lazy to talk to him now, so he took the initiative to invite him.

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

He has made up his mind to be the last passenger to disembark from the plane, because he wants to take this opportunity to take a good rest and regain some energy. He knows that as long as he goes out, he will face countless media and eyes. He doesn't want to be seen by these people when he is listless. As a representative of Korean football, his words and deeds are all about Korean football. Image, he doesn't want to add any trouble to his national team.

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

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

It’s the greatest happiness in life that you can sleep well without worrying about it.

Don't want anyone to wake me up this time!

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Hu Lai pushed the luggage cart out of the terminal of Jincheng Dongsheng International Airport, and was immediately surrounded by Chinese reporters waiting there.

The flash light came on first, like a lamppost on the stage, illuminating the place where Hu Lai was.

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

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

"Oh, there seem to be more people than then..." He smiled at the enthusiastic reporters.

"Hu Lai, are you tired from the journey?" A reporter could not wait to ask the first question.

"I'm not tired or tired, I'm sleeping soundly." Hu Lai shook his head and walked forward while answering reporters' questions.

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

"Club games and national team games are not the same, but no matter what kind of game, I will go all out."

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

"I think no matter how long the preparation period is, the preparation will be insufficient. So the important thing is not whether the preparation is adequate, but the timing is not reached. I think the timing is good now."

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

Hu Lai finally met with the staff from the national team who came to pick him up. The staff was accidentally squeezed outside by crazy reporters, but now they are squeezed back, sweating profusely and don’t know if it’s anxious or urgent. Squeezed.

After receiving Hu Lai, he opened the road ahead and kept yelling: "Excuse me, let one give way and one give way, thank you, thank you..."

Finally, the two of them squeezed out of the crowd and got into the business car waiting outside.

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

Hu Lai smiled, but understood this very well. After all, this game is a battle between China and South Korea. Even an ordinary battle between China and South Korea is very eye-catching. Not to mention this is a China-South 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 are on the same flight to Jincheng. Have you met him on the road?" the staff member asked curiously.

"Encountered? Of course I did. His seat is next to me." Hu Lai said casually.

The staff looked back at Hu Lai with wide-eyed eyes: "What a coincidence?!"

"Yeah, it's such a coincidence."

"Then did you talk to him for something?"

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

After hearing what Hu Lai said, the staff's eyes lit up: "Really?! That doesn't mean..."

Hu Lai knew what he was going to say and interrupted him: "Don't think so. What if people pretend to be deliberate, just to make us underestimate the enemy?"

"This...isn't it?" The staff felt that Hu Lai 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 Hu Lai made sense.

If it is a Korean, this kind of speculation is completely grounded and justifiable.

After all, in order to win, the Koreans do whatever they can to do everything. Asking their number one star to pretend and act in front of Hu Lai is more of a moral conscience than the three abuse methods they have used before...

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Looking at the Chinese colleagues who were chasing Hu Lai out of the terminal, some of the South Korean reporters who gathered on the other side waiting for Park Chuntae to come out made a sneer.

"'Hope of the whole village'... Tsk tsk, it's a pitiful title. With a large country of 1.4 billion people, football can only count on one person..."

"Do they really think that with a Hulai, they can beat us at home? Football is a collective sport. How can one 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..."

The South Korean reporter was talking about the scene he saw just now, while waiting for Park Chuntae to come out.

They all know that Pu Chuntai and Hu Lai are on the same plane. They don’t know if they have met. If they met, what else would they say...

In terms of age or European resume, 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?

Oops, I really want to know what happened when they met on the plane. When I think of the hope of Chinese football in front of our Park Chun-tae, it feels very refreshing...

"Huh, weird?" When a group of people were chatting in Korean in full swing, someone suddenly reacted first: "Why hasn't Chuntai come out yet?"

After someone said this, 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 makes no sense that Hu Lai has come out. Pu Chuntai hasn't come out yet, right?

What was it that took so long?

The calm crowd gradually became agitated.

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On the international flight docked on the bridge, the passengers have already left, but a few stewardesses and flight attendants are worried about a seat in the first class.

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

Kong Shao reached out and pushed Pu Chuntai, who was sleeping soundly, curled up in the seat.

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

The stewardess said helplessly next to him: "That's it just now, we called him, he waved to us, turned over and went back to sleep..."

"Did he fall asleep normally? Or is there something sick?" the on-board security officer said solemnly, "Generally speaking, it is difficult for people to sleep like this, right? And you just said that when the plane landed, he was still awake... …"

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

"Otherwise, call an ambulance?" Young Master Kong pushed Pu Chuntai again, but there was no response, so he had to say.

If a passenger dies on their plane, they, as flight attendants, can't afford this responsibility...

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Amid the sound of the shutter and flashing lights, Hu Lai got off the black business car he was riding in, then turned to smile at the reporters outside, gave a thumbs up, and looked buoyant. There was nothing he should have after eleven hours of long-distance flight. Fatigue.

In the camera, Hu Lai walked into the lobby of the hotel. Across the glass door, everyone saw the team coach Shi Wuyin and the team leader Hong Renjie appear in front of him. All of them took the initiative to reach out to Hu Lai to shake hands. The other person laughed and patted Hu Lai on the shoulder, with a very affectionate attitude.

The over-the-picture audio began: "This afternoon, Hu Lai, who played for Leeds City, arrived at Jincheng by plane, joined the national team, and formally joined the preparations for the Korean team... Hu Lai ended his home game with Trame in Leeds City. After the German game, I took a bus to London and took a plane back to China. Now there are only three days left for the Chinese team to prepare for this game..."

Xie Lan came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and entered the living room when she saw the news.

She tilted her head and looked at it carefully, then nodded approvingly: "Well, it's a bit stronger."

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

"I haven't seen it before. The last time I went to Australia to play a game, I never came back after the game... Besides, can online video be the same?"

"Why is it different?"

"Across a mobile phone screen, UU reading www.uukanshu.com 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 smile, took out two tickets from his pocket and patted them in front of her husband.

"Let's go see our son together!"

Hu Lixin sighed: "Next time you are going to watch the game live, just say, don't go around such a big circle..."

Xie Lan smiled happily.

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

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