Zhuo Yang drove the car directly to the terminal of Linate Airport. There are three airports in Milan. Although they are all international airports, most of the short-distance routes are docked at Linate.
After getting out of the car after he stopped, the airport security guard quickly came over: "Sir, you can't park here, please go...my God..." He recognized Zhuo Yang.
Zhuo Yang took out his small bag from the passenger seat and then asked him: "Do you recognize me?"
"Yes! I'm from the South Stand." The tone was full of pride. San Sironan Stand, AC Milan's die-hard fans gathering area.
"Okay." Zhuo Yang nodded and threw the car keys to him. "Park my car and drive to Milanello tomorrow." He took out a large amount of 500 yuan from his butt pocket and handed it over. "This is yours. I'll take the car to Milanello. No matter who I give it to, I'll give him another 500 euros."
The security guard held the car keys in one hand and the 500 bills in the other hand, and became messy in the afterglow of Milan's dusk.
I rushed to the ticket window in one breath, and the credit card was slapped on the windowsill. "A plane ticket to Hannover is fine, you must be quick!"
"Hello sir, there is the last branch flight to Hannover today, a small Italian Aircraft Airways model, which will take off in thirty minutes. Do you need it?"
"Hurry and hurry!"
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At the same time, CoCo followed the crowd out of the gate and walked out of the Hanover Airport to the edge of the mast-shaped hall outside the gate, and she stopped.
Just now, when I was looking away from Zhuo Yang from Linate Airport, CoCo was very sad. She didn't want to come back like this. Why is time so unreasonable? When I waited for him, I lived like the years, but when I saw him, I passed like the wind. I didn't have time to tell him that I missed him for six years.
After returning to school like this, CoCo was a little unwilling to accept it. He waited for six years this time, and when he saw him again, he didn't know what year or time it would be. How tormenting would it be.
After looking at the watch, it was almost eight o'clock, and nine o'clock was the last time for the start of school to be named by the dormitory manager. The time concept and school rules of the Keesman Business School are very strict. Like other elite schools in Europe, they are not the free-range breeding style of ordinary universities. Open management has a clear system and schedule. Openness is only reflected in academics, and the school spirit is so rigorous that it is almost militarized.
This is the tradition of the children of European aristocrats and elites receiving higher education, and the school is also afraid that accidents will not be able to afford it. Each one is Jindandan, and the men and women who can come here to go to school, and each one has a prominent family behind it.
CoCo started to attend elementary school in Vienna, to Eton University in the UK for six years, and then to Keismann Business School now in his junior year, and has never violated any school registration rules. She has always been an excellent and good student who abides by the rules.
She is also an obedient and sensible child. The only time she went against her parents' wishes was that she gave up the opportunity to attend Trinity College, Cambridge, and insisted on going to Hannover Kisman Business School to attend college.
Brother Zhuo Yang didn't know that I came to Hannover for him. He just thought it was a coincidence, as if he had met in Florence today. Today was God's will, but I had to tell him that it was not a coincidence that the Keismann Business School was.
I have been waiting for him for six years and don’t want to wait any longer. I should tell him in person that I miss him and I want to tell him: Zhuo Yang, I love you!
CoCo turned around and ran towards the hall, his heart full of anticipation and excitement: Hahaha, I am going to violate the school rules! Hahaha~, I am going to Milan, I am going to find Zhuo Yang~~ahhahaha~~qiao The old chandeliers on it will definitely praise me as a brave CoCo.
"Please give me a flight ticket to Milan, the faster the better! Thank you." The credit card was shot straight on the counter.
"Hello ma'am, there is the last passing flight to Milan. It is currently landing and takes off in thirty minutes. Do you need it?"
“Yes, yes, hurry up!”
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At 21:00 on August 30, AC Milan assistant coach Tasotti was celebrating rounds in Milanello.
"Does anyone know why Zhuo Yang hasn't arrived yet?"
In the dormitory area of ​​the girls' dormitory of the Kissman Business School, Mrs. Gilna, the dormitory director, is checking the name.
"Does anyone know why Christine Josephine hasn't arrived yet?"
Above the pitch-studded ridges in the Alps, altitude of 30,000 feet, Zhuo Yang and CoCo intersect two kilometers apart, and they could see the lights in each other's portholes.
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Standing under the edge of the mast-shaped hall outside the Hannover Airport Hall, Zhuo Yang was stunned!
Unable to resist the joy and expectation in his heart, he took out his cell phone and was about to dial it for CoCo, and told her that I was coming to Hanover to find you. I was going to climb over the wall to find you, but the cell phone rang first. CoCo told him: Zhuo Brother Yang, I'm back to Milan and come to you at Linate Airport.
After being stupid, Zhuo Yang panicked! The social security in Milan is not very good, but the airport should be a very safe place with bright lights. There are soldiers from the Italian border brigade who are armed with guns and live ammunition on duty for 24 hours, but Zhuo Yang is still very worried about CoCo safety.
She is such a weak girl, alone in a strange city at night, if..., bah bah bah bah bah!
This is the fragility of love! When Sun Yumei went to China alone, she was not worried at all, and even praised the granddaughter.
"CoCo, listen to me. You go to the Rainforest Coffee Shop in the middle of the waiting hall. The door is red, and next to it is the duty room of the airport guard." Zhuo Yang, who calmed down, said: "You are waiting in the cafe. I don't want to go anywhere."
"Yeah, I'll wait for you."
"CoCo, I promise you that I will definitely return to you before midnight today, believe me."
"Well, I believe in you."
After making the phone call, Zhuo Yang urgently thought about countermeasures. In the past two years, he had traveled back and forth between Milan and Hannover, and was very familiar with the flight times between the two places. At this point, it was no longer possible to have flights to each other.
Hannover is more than 700 kilometers away from Milan. It was dawn when driving and driving, so don’t think about running over like Manchester. It’s not okay to wear your pants on the other side.
If the incident was three months ago, Zhuo Yang's only way was to hijack a flight to another place to borrow a message for me, do you think a man who was dizzy about love could not do it?
But three months later, Zhuo Yang may have other ways. This experience comes from the last game of last season to Manchester. After that, Zhuo Yang was bored and often wanted to encounter this situation again. It really made him think of several possibilities. And when AC Milan sports director Braida chatted with him, he also said that he was stupid at that time, so why didn’t he use his brain more?
Zhuo Yang turned around and walked back to the waiting hall. Before he could take action, his cell phone rang again.
"Zhuo Yang, where are you? Why haven't you come to Milanello to report?" It's Tassoti.
"Brother Handcuffs, sorry, sorry, I have an urgent matter tonight, I'm in a hurry, I can't go back to Milanello, sorry, sorry! I'm taking a temporary leave, and I'm very busy."
"You have to know who violates the team rules...hey?hey! Zhuo Yang...hey..."
Chapter completed!