When Emily's international flight from Los Angeles to Paris had just taken off the runway at Los Angeles International Airport, she looked at the smaller and smaller runways, lawns and airport terminals outside the window. Then she pressed the brim of the baseball cap down, straightened her sunglasses, and leaned on the back of the chair to replenish her sleep. The plane had already entered the sky, and she was as frightened as before in the waiting hall, for fear that she would be discovered by a passionate fan, photographed by a paparazzi reporter who likes to track celebrities' privacy, or

The man was simply killed by his mother who found out that she had escaped and caught him back to the airport... In short, since she left her home, she has been in such an unstable psychological environment. She was afraid of being recognized by the driver when she took a taxi. The driver looked at the rearview mirror several times, making Emily nervous. She believed that the driver must have guessed that the dress was a Hollywood star, but he hadn't guessed which one he had. Anyway, celebrities like to wear baseball caps and sunglasses that could cover half of their faces when they went out.

After spending a few hours of fear at the airport, she finally heard the message of boarding. To her, it was simply a sound of nature.

She originally thought she could feel at ease, but she didn't expect that trouble would come suddenly here. Because her dress was so suspicious - a stand-up collar sweatshirt, a low-pressed baseball cap, and large sunglasses, she didn't look like a good person no matter how she was. Since the 9/11 terrorist attack, airports across the United States have been very sensitive. How could she not be suspicious when seeing Emily like this? The ticket checker insisted that Emily take off her hat and sunglasses and confirm her identity, otherwise she would not be allowed to get on the plane. There were also people calling security guards and police through the intercom next to her.

When Emily saw this situation, she stopped making trouble. The more she made trouble, she didn't want to leave.

Helplessly, she took off her hat and sunglasses, and then smiled at the young man who insisted on her doing so.

The other party was immediately stunned... He didn't expect that the Hollywood star Emily Stan appeared in front of him. At first, he thought it was a guy with the same name and surname.

Finally, after asking Emily for an autograph, he asked Emily to board the plane, and also told the security guards and police officers who were rushing here not to come - "The problem has been solved, and there is a false alarm."

Emily was still worried before the plane took off. Her identity was exposed when boarding the plane. As a result, after getting on the plane, people kept coming up to take photos with her and asked her to sign. While meeting these requirements, she glanced at the entrance, afraid that her mother would rush out from the corner.

It was not until the plane took off that she felt relieved. She didn't believe that her mother had that energy and asked the plane that had flown halfway back.

Once she arrived in Paris, no one could take care of her anymore, and it was difficult to find her in the vast crowd. She only showed up and went home after watching the game and playing in Paris. As for the consequences after returning home, she would not consider what would happen.

She felt very happy when she thought of seeing that boy...or, a man.

She even brought this expectation into her dream and fell asleep on the slightly bumpy plane.

※※When the Airbus Emily was riding through clouds and mist over the Atlantic Ocean, the sky ahead was dark - the European continent was entering late at night.

Chu Zhongtian and Ribery chatted in the latter's room until half past ten. Ibissevic, who was in the same room as Ribery, heard the voice of assistant coach David Carre in the hotel corridor: "Stop, guys! Get off early! Don't forget that there is another very important game tomorrow! Now, go to bed! Keep your spirits up!"

Chu Zhongtian said goodbye to Ribery and Ibisevic, then exited the room and returned to his own room, and found that Menez was still playing with his phone with his ipod headphones.

When Menez saw him coming back, he took off his headphones.

"Are you rest?" he asked.

Chu Zhongtian nodded: "Mr. Carre called out outside."

Menez put down his cell phone and ipod, turned over and got out of bed to wash.

When Chu Zhongtian saw Menetz's cell phone on the bed, he thought of something. Since he sent Emily the text message that day, he has never taken the initiative to contact Emily.

He was afraid of this connection because he didn't know what mood to face Emily and what to say to her.

But tomorrow is the most important game in his career. Emily has been caring about his game. Shouldn’t Emily notify her?

He thought about it, but he took out his cell phone and sent Emily a text message:

"Tomorrow we will play the French Cup final with Paris Saint-Germain. I wonder if the United States will broadcast it? I wonder if you have time to watch it? If you receive this text message, please cheer me on tomorrow."

After sending the text message, he put his phone on the bedside table. Chu Zhongtian took a look. In fact, he really hoped that Emily would reply to the text message at this time, even if he only said "good", he would feel at ease.

But until Menetz finished washing up, the phone he placed on the bedside table didn't move.

"Don't you go and wash?" Menetz asked when he saw Chu Zhongtian sitting on the bed without moving.

Chu Zhongtian glanced at his phone again, then jumped out of the bed: "Just go."

When he also washed out of the bathroom, he picked up his cell phone and looked at it, but there was still no reaction. He gave up. He lay on the bed and turned off the light on the bedside lamp.

"Good night, Jeremy." He closed his eyes.

"Good night, Chu." Jeremy Menetz put the ipod's headphones on his head again, then turned off the bedside lamp on his side. The room suddenly fell into darkness and silence.

※※ When the flight arrived in Paris, it was already 11:30 local time, and the terminal was still brightly lit, and Charles de Gaulle International Airport was as busy as it was during the day.

Other passengers went to the luggage conveyor belt to pick up their luggage, while Emily carried her backpack and set off on the road lightly, heading towards the exit. Her steps were light and she even jumped. It was obvious that she was in a very relaxed mood because she finally arrived in Paris and the escape plan was implemented perfectly. She no longer had to worry about anything - she might be a little worried about the plane crash and landing on the plane, so she would be completely relieved. Now she should enjoy the "Paris Holiday" she specially created.

Emily did not turn on her cell phone after getting off the plane because her card was an American number. Once it was turned on, I believe that she had discovered that her missing mother would definitely call her like a death. Anyway, she had copied Chu Zhongtian's cell phone number and the number of the hotel she booked on the note, and just contact them on the public phone.

In fact, Emily's approach was very correct. Because just when she fell asleep in the clouds, her mother was anxious in the huge villa like an ant on a hot pan - her baby daughter was gone, the room was as neat as usual, and even the beds for sleeping were neatly laid, and there was no sign of anything wrong, which meant that the room was not violently intruded, and the daughter did not struggle to resist. Therefore, the possibility of a robber breaking into the bedroom and robbing her daughter and asking for compensation was ruled out.

Then Miranda remembered that in recent days, she had arranged interviews with several programs that her daughter didn't like, and her daughter was furious about her. But soon the two of them reconciled again. She thought the matter was over. Could it be that her daughter ran away because of dissatisfaction with this matter?

This seemed even more frightening to Miranda than being kidnapped by the robbers - she felt like she was about to faint on the ground when she thought of the possible consequences of her daughter doing so.

If you can't find your daughter, all the notices will be invalidated. You must compensate the program team for the losses and buy hidden dangers for future cooperation. Secondly, if those omnipresent media know that Emily Stan, who has always known as "good girl", "model princess" and "pure girl", boldly run away from home, it will be a devastating blow to her image she has worked hard for her daughter in recent years. - no one will believe that Emily Stan, who has a sweet smile, will be a moral model, a sweet and cute princess, and a good girl who is pure and like a girl next door... By then, Emily may lose some of her original originality.

The characters that were confirmed were tailor-made with Emily's image characteristics. She would also lose a lot of advertising endorsements, because those endorsements came to Emily to endorse Emily because of her sweet and cute smile and pure image. In the end, she would also lose many fans who were disappointed with her, because they liked a pure princess, not a rebellious woman who ran away from home... "Emily Stan!!" Miranda was almost mad and shouted angrily in her daughter's bedroom. I hope her daughter was just a prank and hid in the closet or under the bed, but unfortunately she had found those places and was empty.

She looked out the window and saw that the figure of her daughter might be hidden in the dense woods below... While taking out her cell phone to call her daughter, she rushed downstairs and searched outside.

But no matter how many times she calls, the sound coming from over there will always be: "Sorry, the user you called has turned off..."

In France, Emily doesn’t have to worry about being recognized, and even if she is recognized, she is not afraid, because even though her mother knew that she was in Paris, she would have disappeared without a trace after she arrived in Paris. In such a big city, with tens of millions of people, it is not easy to find herself?

She still wore a baseball cap, but the exaggerated sunglasses that could cover half of her face were replaced by a pair of small and fashionable sunglasses, and she looked like a normal person.

I called a taxi and went straight to the hotel where I booked my room, and took a good rest there for a night, preparing to go to the French Stadium to watch Chu's game tomorrow night.

Sitting in the car, she looked at the colorful night view of Paris outside the window and hummed the song gently:

"...Look at everything we create, look at the life journey we have walked hand in hand. Maybe it was a detour, but we firmly believe that we will eventually set foot on the other side of happiness... You are still my only goal, my only destination, you are still the only person in my life, you are still the only person I love, the only person I have been thinking about day and night, you are the only angel I kissed and said good night..."

"...I'm so glad we succeeded. Look at the life journey we have walked hand in hand, Bao-Bei..."

※※※When Chu Zhongtian opened his eyes again, the sunlight outside the window was shining on his bed, and the white cup was a little dazzling by the sun. He narrowed his eyes and reduced the light entering, and this time he adapted.

The new day is here, and the final day is here.

Chu Zhongtian turned over from the bed and sat up. After getting off the bed, he stood by the window wearing only a pair of underwear, looking into the distance. Today, the weather in Paris was very clear, with wind in the sky, and the white clouds were obviously flowing. The visibility was very good. Standing in the room on the 20th floor, he could fully see the ceiling of the French Stadium close to ten kilometers away.

Such a great weather, it's just right for a football match.

While he was looking into the distance and overlooking the city of Paris, the cell phone behind him rang.

Chu Zhongtian, who was a little excited, rushed back and picked up his cell phone - he thought it was Emily who called him.

As a result, I picked it up and saw that it was my father... I was a little disappointed.

"dad?"

"You guys are the final today?"

"Yeah, yes."

"What time is yours now?"

Chu Zhongtian picked up his watch and looked at it: "Eight: thirteen in the morning."

"It's a pity that I can't see it in China..." My father's tone was very regretful.

"There should be live broadcasts on the Internet, right?" Chu Zhongtian had known about this for a long time. CCTV's five sets only had the Ligue 1 broadcast rights, but no the French Cup broadcast rights. Domestic local stations only had the broadcast rights for the Premier League or the FA Cup. Who cares about the French Cup before? Who would have thought that Metz, where Chu Zhongtian was, actually reached the final of the French Cup in one go. Do domestic TV institutions now want to purchase the broadcast rights, it's too late!

However, he heard from Kang Jianbo and the others that when domestic TV stations did not broadcast Metz's game, their domestic supporters watched live broadcasts through the Internet by foreign TV agencies. For example, these French Cup matches by Metz, all loyal supporters like Kang Jianbo watched them through the Internet.

"Even if there is, your mother and I don't know what to do."

This is a problem. Young people know new things, but middle-aged people don’t know them.

But he really wanted his parents to see his game, what should he do? He thought of an idea: "Reporter Gao Jiegao should understand this, right? Call him to come to your house and help you do it?"

"Well, I'll get it. Then I'll call him to come to my house to watch the football together. How are you doing?"

"It's great!" Chu Zhongtian replied with great energy and confidence.

"That's good, that's good. I won't tell you anything, I'm afraid that if you are under pressure... Anyway, your mother and I will find a way to watch your game, so you don't have to worry about us. Just play with peace of mind and show your best side..."

Although my father said, "I won't tell you anything anymore", he still talked for a long time. Chu Zhongtian, who hung up the phone, thought that his father, who has never been nagging, has become such a mother-in-law, must be because today is a final?

But I don’t feel that I have any special feelings, at least not now.

He turned around and saw Menez sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes.

"woke up?"

Menez nodded.

“When did you wake up?”

"When you called," Menez pointed to Chu Zhongtian's cell phone.

"Feel sorry……"

"It's okay, it's time to wake up anyway." Menez yawned and jumped out of bed to wash.

Chu Zhongtian searched for the text message inbox in his mobile phone, wanting to see if there was any text message he had missed. The sender called "Princess".

The result was naturally nothing, which disappointed him.

He felt that he was not worried about the finals, but his mind was full of Emily's condition, which was abnormal...※※※When Chu Zhongtian thought it was Emily's call, Emily had just fallen asleep. Due to the jet lag, she arrived at the hotel and took a hot shower and didn't fall asleep. She was so sleepy that she felt sleepy until dawn.

In fact, even if she is awake, she will not call Chu Zhongtian because she wants to give Chu Zhongtian a surprise and will never contact Chu Zhongtian until the game ends.

A surprise to Chu Zhongtian at the last moment was the perfect solution to the escape plan. This is the biggest suspense, how can it be revealed in advance?

When Emily thought about how much surprise it would bring to Chu Zhongtian, she smiled in her sleep.

※※ Chu Zhongtian went to knock on the door of Ribery's room and asked him to go for breakfast with Ibissevic. However, he was shocked by Ibissevic who opened the door. Ibissevic obviously did not look good. He opened the door for Chu Zhongtian with sleepy eyes and was weak when he greeted him.

"Good morning, Chu...he——"

"Did you just get up, Ibi?" Chu Zhongtian asked with concern.

"I've been awake for an hour... No, I should say I'm not completely asleep." Ibisevic said and yawned again, and this time even the tears from the corners of his eyes were squeezed out.
To be continued...