perfect arc

Chapter 45 Chapter 45: Escape

When Kabini opened his eyelids, got out of the bed, and sat half awake and half down on the edge of the soft bed. . .

The sun is already rising.

He squinted and looked at the watch on the locker.

It was the local time in Mallorca: 36:[-].

He stood up, went to the window, opened the curtains, and saw at a glance that the sky outside was clear and clear, with several piles of green clouds floating in the sapphire blue sky, and the sun shone with dazzling golden light, hitting Kabinet's face At this moment, he smiled triumphantly, and said in his heart:
【In this kind of weather, you should really drive a sailboat and stay quietly in the middle of the sea】

Unexpectedly, after only two seconds, he turned ashamed, thinking that although the purpose of this trip was "holiday", he was cheated, and he would meet with Coach Setazi later, so what would happen to him? . . .

Is this trip still a [vacation]?

Kabinet loosened the curtains, walked to a brown-wood cabinet, and slowly wanted to make himself a cup of coffee.

He picked up a small bag of coffee and looked at the words on the bag———【Colombia Alpine Coffee】

"Not bad~!" He read again.

Kabini tore off the seal, poured coffee grounds into a small cup, and held the steamer with his right hand, hoping that the scalding hot water and coffee grounds would have a perfect [collision against the wall]. . .

This time, the rhythm of this [cooperation] was interrupted by a few knocks on the door.

Kabini tilted his head, stared at the door, and thought: Hmm~!It must be that idiot!

He stepped forward to open the door, and the door curved inwards, and opened slowly.

Sure enough, there was an idiot standing in front of Kabinet. Looking at it again, this idiot was full of energy and his eyes were burning. Like Kabinet, he must have been hiding in the bed all night, sleeping with his head in his arms.

Kabini raised his head and said, "So early?"

The idiot replied: "Yes! I want to go to the wedding venue early!"

Kabini taunted: "Yo~? Going so early, could it be that you miss someone? But you have to understand, the groom of today's wedding, no~~it's~~you~~~!"

The idiot shouted profanely, and replied: "Fuck you~~~!"

Kabinet ignored him and let out a foolish laugh from the sidelines.

When the idiot lost his mood, he said again: "What? Are you still not going with me?"

Kabinet was startled, thinking that this beast would not give up. Up to this moment, he was still making the final scouting, trying to pull Kabinai together and rush to the wedding together.

What's even worse is that this idiot is very complacent, innocently waiting for Kabinet's reply.

How could Kabini neglect others, he gave a reply, and Kabini felt that his answer was accurate, and that idiot could understand it at a glance.

I saw Kabini slowly stretched out his right hand, raising it in front of the idiot. . .

And then shyly raised his middle finger, the middle finger was very straight, the idiot just smiled lightly when he saw this, and said:
"Okay! I won't force you! Then... I'll go out first! I'll contact you after I attend the wedding!"

At this time, Kabini retracted his middle finger and gave a thumbs up again, saying: OK!no problem!

The idiot nodded his head, then turned around and left, looking at the lonely back, Kabinai was very happy!
The mischievous Kabinet still didn't forget to say: "Hey! Attend someone's wedding, you have to be happy! Don't look sad...!"

The idiot didn't turn around, ignored it, continued walking in the corridor, and left as if he had lost something.

Several rounds of teasing the idiot made Kabinet very happy. He calmed down and said, "Okay! The revenge has been avenged, and the anger has been completely swallowed. It's time to get down to business!"

Just now, the hot water and coffee grounds' [collaboration against the wall] was shoveled by the idiot's knock on the door, and Kabinet returned to the cabinet, ready to complete this [cooperation].

A cup of dark and thick Colombian alpine coffee is held between two fingers.

－－－－ No sugar added, that is the habit of Cabinet's first-class coffee.

Sitting on a small chair by the window, and opening the curtains again, admiring the sapphire blue sky, I felt so uncomfortable.

"~~嗉~~!" When Kabinet took a sip of coffee, today's [business] came!

The unveiling of the [business] was a burst of cell phone ringtones --- sweet ringtones of love songs.

It was the voice of Mr. Haas who opened the chapter for [Business]:

"Hello! Young man! Good morning!"

"Mr. Haas! Good morning!"

"Just to let you know, I just got on the plane, and I will meet you in about three and a half hours!"

"Clear! Understood!"

"It's just how you want to get rid of the reporters outside the hotel. I'm afraid it's not easy!"

Kabinet paused for a moment, then continued: "It's not difficult! I'll take care of it!"

"Really? That's good! After you leave the hotel, please contact me with an approximate time, okay?"

"Okay! Mr. Haas! Just... there's one thing I don't quite understand!"

"you say...!"

"Why do I have to get rid of reporters? Maybe they don't mean any harm, maybe they just want to interview me."

"Hmph...! Young man! It seems that you haven't thought this matter through very deeply!"

"Oh~~? What's going on?"

"Don't worry, it's like this. The tabloid reporters have already received the news that Coach Setazzi will go to Majorca and meet with you today. As far as I know, although Coach Setazzi is willing to To meet you, I will take the initiative to accommodate your itinerary, and rush to meet you, but to be honest, this does not mean that you will definitely be called into the French national team...!"

"Oh~? Things have happened like this, so it doesn't guarantee that I will be admitted to the French national team?"

"Yes! No guarantee!"

Hearing the truth from Mr. Haas, Kabinet panicked and was at a loss for what to do. He was afraid of missing this [last train].

Over there, the plane was about to taxi, and the stewardess was also telling the passengers to turn off the electronic products as soon as possible, which caused Mr. Haas to say in a hurry:
"So... don't let the reporters follow. If the meeting with Coach Setazi has nothing to do with it and the reporters are present, I'm sure those tabloids will immediately use words to make a fuss. Make fun of you."

"Hmm~~! I understand! It means to get rid of the reporter to give myself a guarantee!"

"That's right! In case you fail to enter the French national team after we meet, I don't want those damn tabloid reporters to capture your disappointment!"

When Kabinet heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the more flustered he felt when he thought of meeting him in a while.

He thought that in the world of professional football, there was only football.So he naively asked again:

"Mr. Haas, but...why do those reporters insist on interviewing me?"

On the other side of the phone, Mr. Haas suddenly calmed down and said, "Young man~! Because you have already become popular in European football!"

Hearing the incoming words, Kabinet did not expect it. He thought quietly: What is it like to become popular?

－－－－ In Europe, it is not difficult to enter professional football.

But being popular is not something every player can enjoy.

Kabinet is not an idiot in life.But when it comes to the way he manages his career, he's an idiot.

Fortunately, with the assistance of Mr. Haas, Kabinet would not be made an idiot to the end.

Thinking about it again, it only took this idiot two games and three goals to create a new whirlwind in European football.

—————And another whirlwind was roared by the son of the ghost. . .

If two whirlwinds roared together in the arena, there would be no clear ground in the arena. . .

Kabinet was in a daze for no reason, but was interrupted hastily by Mr. Haas. . .

He told Cabine: "I informed the relevant staff in your hotel last night, and they will help you avoid the sight of reporters later. That's it, the flight attendant is urging me to turn off the phone, see you in a few hours !"

Cabine was still in a daze, and just said: "Hmm~~! Alright!"

"~Beep~beep~beep~" The phone was hung up.

After the two finished talking, the idiot Mashu must have arrived at the wedding scene, and Mr. Haas's plane was about to taxi, and Kabinet. . . ?
He wants to act too!

Kabini changed into a relatively low-key shirt, a pair of light gray slacks, took off his slippers, put on a pair of white sneakers, and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, finishing his clothes. . .Get ready for action.

The funny thing is, the moment Kabinet opened the door, he suddenly woke up: Alas!It would be even more perfect if it was paired with a pair of black sunglasses from the style of the mouse.

"~~啪~~" Kabinai walked out of the room, closed the door, poked his head on both sides of the corridor, and when he saw it was safe, he immediately walked towards the elevator entrance.

. . . . . . "~~Ding~~~" The elevators opened slowly.

When Kabinet came to the hotel lobby, he lowered his head, rushed to the hotel counter, and said mysteriously to a hotel staff: "Hey! I'm Kabinet...!"

Kabinet thought that the other party would understand, but he was wrong.

The other party looked confused and stared at Kabinet suspiciously, which was so funny.

Kirby said in his heart: "Oh! I found the wrong person!"

When the two were at a stalemate, another hotel employee came up from behind Kabinet. The staff approached Kabinet and asked softly, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Cabinet?"

Before Kabinet noticed it, he suddenly turned around, looked at the hotel clerk in front of him for a round, and then replied softly: "Yes! I am Kabinet! Mr. Haas has already explained the matter...?"

The hotel clerk said: "Yes! It has been explained! So... please follow me!"

The two of them bit their ears, and the confusion of the hotel staff became even more confusing when they saw it.

I never thought that a set of escape methods that think they are seamless will often have flaws.

Those tabloid reporters have long been dissatisfied with squatting outside the hotel. They secretly sent several plainclothes reporters to guard the lobby of the hotel. This is not a cunning move.

With a keen sense of smell, he quietly smelled the conversation between Kabinet and the hotel staff into his nose. . .

The whereabouts of the idiot Kabinet were revealed early, but he still complacently followed behind the hotel staff, going all the way to the so-called [secret passage], preparing to escape. . .

Seeing this, a plainclothes reporter was afraid of missing the target, so he quietly took out his mobile phone. . .

After dialing the number, two seconds later, the plainclothes reporter said to the microphone: "Attention! Found the target!"

(End of this chapter)