The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, as though Sun Hao were the Monkey King she had waited five hundred years for.
Ah, hell no. Why did Sun Hao have to be surnamed Sun?
"Are you American?"
Sun Hao smiled and shook his head.
In his previous life, he had worked as an assistant coach in the NCAA for a long time, so his accent sounded very American.
Besides, there were plenty of Asians in America, so it was no surprise the girl had gotten that impression.
It seemed this girl was most likely American.
The delight faded from the girl's face, though she still could not hide her happiness.
"Sun, I have something to take care of, so I'll head back first."
Fernandez truly was a clever little rascal. Seeing that the situation looked promising, he immediately spoke up.
Sun Hao glanced at Fernandez speechlessly, but Fernandez had already turned and left.
Though his figure was small, his retreating back looked remarkably tall.
This guy was even walking with his hands behind his back? Were you a transmigrator too, damn it?
"Sorry, do you have something urgent to do?"
The girl did not know about the exchange between Sun Hao and Fernandez. Thinking she had delayed him, she looked slightly apologetic.
"It's fine. Did something happen to you?"
Sun Hao withdrew his gaze. Business came first.
"I want to go to Las Ventas Bullring, but I got lost. I asked a few pedestrians, but I don't speak Spanish."
The girl explained what had happened to her.
Sun Hao nodded after listening.
Spain had been a maritime power for more than five hundred years before the nineteenth century. It was different from countries like Australia and America, which had been colonized by Britain.
That difference meant Spain was unlike those formerly colonized countries. Its official language was Spanish rather than English.
Sun Hao still had not quite gotten used to it, but fortunately, the Youth Team players came from all over the world, and English was their default language for communication.
He usually trained at the gym, and even when he went out, he was with Fernandez, so this had not caused him much trouble.
"How did you get here, then?"
After nodding, Sun Hao could not help asking.
He understood what had happened, but how had this girl ended up wandering the streets alone?
If this had happened at a station, he might have found it more believable. The problem was that this was near the Youth Team gym.
This place was so remote that there were probably more pigeons than people.
"I took a taxi here. The driver spoke English, but his car broke down. He dropped me off at the intersection over there and said I'd reach it if I kept walking north for a while. But I've been walking this whole time and still haven't arrived."
The girl explained herself clearly, but the moment Sun Hao saw the direction she was pointing, his head started to ache.
Because that was fucking not north!
That was south!
This girl was probably directionally challenged.
Still, there was no phone navigation in this era, so getting lost in an unfamiliar place was barely understandable.
Though mistaking south for north should have been a low-probability event.
"You went the wrong way. You should go in that direction, but Las Ventas Bullring is about to close at this hour. If you want to go, you'd better go tomorrow."
Sun Hao pointed out the correct route, then added a reminder.
"Ah? All right..."
The girl looked helpless and somewhat dejected.
Sun Hao had wanted to ask about her parents, but after some thought, he decided against it.
Fernandez had created an opportunity for him to flirt, not to play dad.
"Do you know anywhere nearby to stay?"
The girl quickly asked another question.
She was unfamiliar with the place, and having found someone who spoke English, she was clearly treating Sun Hao like a lifeline.
"There's a hotel two blocks that way. You brought your passport, right?"
Sun Hao asked.
The girl nodded.
"Forget it, it's not far. I'll take you there."
Sun Hao now felt that this girl really might be directionally challenged. Since he was going to do a good deed, he might as well see it through.
The girl stuck out her tongue at Sun Hao and thanked him. Clearly, she also knew her sense of direction was not very good.
After taking the girl to the hotel entrance, Sun Hao prepared to leave.
She looked about his age. It was fine to practice his flirting skills on her, but if he did anything else... the Juvenile Protection Law would come knocking.
"Wait, let me buy you dinner. Thank you for giving me directions, and for bringing me to the hotel."
The girl took the initiative to speak to Sun Hao.
Sun Hao checked the time. It was about time for dinner anyway, and there happened to be a Western restaurant downstairs from the hotel.
Besides, how could he possibly refuse a free meal?
The two went to the Western restaurant and started chatting after ordering.
Although the girl had no sense of direction, she was open and talkative.
Sun Hao felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with her, but even after she said her name was Jocelyn, he still could not remember where he had seen her.
If he recognized someone from America, she was probably an actress, but he did not seem to know anyone named Jocelyn.
Maybe it was just an illusion. After all, it was perfectly normal to have trouble recognizing faces sometimes.
As they talked more, their conversation gradually expanded.
And Jocelyn was indeed proactive. She had already begun sharing details about her work and why she had come to Spain.
She was an actress, and a child star who had debuted at a very young age.
However, what she said was somewhat different from what Sun Hao had imagined.
In Sun Hao's view, a child star becoming famous young was like a five-star high school recruit in America. Her future should have been bright.
But according to Jocelyn, she had not enjoyed a fulfilling childhood like ordinary people. She had started getting busy with acting at a very early age.
She was either acting or preparing to act, and the same routine day after day had left her exhausted.
So this time, she had specifically turned down a movie and run off to travel and relax.
But because of her age, she truly lacked experience in such matters. She had chosen Spain and had not even brought an interpreter.
If she had not met Sun Hao, she might not even have found a place to stay that night.
"Are you busy these next two days? Could you take me to Las Ventas Bullring? I'm afraid I won't be able to find it again."
Jocelyn made an unreasonable request of Sun Hao.
"Tomorrow works. The day after tomorrow doesn't. I have a game that night."
Now that they had become closer, Sun Hao did not mind helping her.
But the day after tomorrow was their game against the Student Team, and there would definitely be training during the day.
"You're an athlete?"
Jocelyn looked surprised.
She had been the one talking about herself until now, while Sun Hao had not said what he did.
Sun Hao nodded.
"Football?"
Jocelyn asked.
Football was America's number one sport, and after several years of systematic training, Sun Hao looked quite strong.
Sun Hao smiled and shook his head.
"Basketball."
He continued.
"NBA, I know it. I've watched it before."
To Sun Hao's surprise, Jocelyn had actually been exposed to basketball before.
That gave the two of them even more to talk about.
And honestly, as a professional basketball player, Sun Hao was either training in reality or training in the system. Day after day, he sometimes became physically and mentally exhausted as well.
From a certain perspective, although they had different professions, they could relate to each other in this regard.
As they spoke more deeply, they discovered that not only did they have plenty to talk about, but they even shared the same hobby.
Besides acting, Jocelyn's greatest hobby was also traveling!
That was obvious from the fact that she had chosen travel to relieve her stress.
That discovery drew them even further into conversation, and more than an hour passed before they realized it.
By the end of it, Sun Hao had agreed to take her to Las Ventas Bullring the next morning.
After dinner, Sun Hao walked Jocelyn to the hotel entrance.
Jocelyn suddenly stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Sun Hao on the cheek.
Sun Hao froze.
"See you tomorrow, then."
Jocelyn waved as she spoke.
Sun Hao had not recovered yet and merely nodded mechanically.
By the time he came to his senses, Jocelyn had already turned and entered the hotel.
A gust of wind passed by.
His cheek felt a little cool. Sun Hao wiped it, then turned and left as well.
What happened just now should have been basic etiquette, right?
Americans were more open. Shaking hands, hugging, and kissing cheeks when meeting should all be basic etiquette.
Yeah, that had to be it.
That was what Sun Hao told himself, but he still could not suppress the restlessness in his heart.
He had spent a long time in America in his previous life, so he understood American culture.
But had he ever received that kind of etiquette in his previous life, damn it?
Not to mention that the girl was still a minor, and he had only met her that day.
Could it be...
At that moment, Sun Hao's heart pounded like a startled rabbit, and he truly felt fifteen again.
He even went to sleep much later than usual that night.
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