After taking the anti-inflammatory injection, I arrived in Odense at dusk.
At the end of the working day, on the busy streets of a foreign country, a group of brightly dressed Asian faces are surrounded by various cameras, looking at each other.
"What should we do?" Liu Ziyu asked, "It will be dark in four hours. Where should we stay?"
I don't know if she was frightened yesterday, but Liu Ziyu didn't say much the whole day. This was the first sentence she had said.
Zhang Yunfei looked at the dozen yuan left in Tao Tao's hand and said, "We have to find a way to make some money. We can either sleep at the station or go couch surfing."
I understand the principle, but the question is, "How do I make money?"
"Let's sell our personal belongings..." Qi Xingchen waved at the director, "Is that okay?"
Director Zhao: “Okay.”
The guests breathed a sigh of relief. If they had known they could sell it earlier, they would have sold it earlier. Why would they have suffered so much? As a person at the top of the entertainment industry pyramid, who doesn’t have a few valuable things on him?
"But..." the director kept it a secret and added, "It can only be sold to fans."
"...I knew it!"
Everyone wailed, "놖 knew the dog program crew was not that simple!"
Unlike the United States and Britain, there are a large number of Chinese people in Hong Kong. You guys are very popular in China, but not as popular as in Northern Europe. Where can you find fans?
Everyone sighed in unison. At this moment, Zhang Yunfei seemed to remember something and turned his head towards Bai Ye.
The others also reacted and looked at Bai Ye in unison, "You have held a global concert tour, right?"
Kashiwa Ye: “……놆.”
"Then you are the only one who has fans here," Zhang Yunfei pretended to be sad, "No, I won't help you. I have the will but not the ability. I can only trouble you for a while."
"......" Bai Ye murmured in silence.
I don’t know how to put it. I can sell things, but I don’t want to sell them to my fans.
I usually give away small things to fans whenever they want them, and I have never taken a penny from them.
Everyone looked at Bai Ye with anticipation. Some of them really wanted to get some money to find a hotel to sleep in. It was because of the show effect. Bai Ye selling things would definitely have a special variety show effect.
"Or we should think of another way," Qi Xingchen glanced at Bai Ye and analyzed, "Looking for fans among a crowd of strangers is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"You're right. Finding fans is indeed not smart enough. What else can we do to solve the problem?" Luo Qiuman was quite troubled.
With so many Asians standing here and chattering, a small group of curious Malaysians have already stopped across the street, craning their necks to look over here.
Seeing that he was surrounded by people, Qi Xingchen realized that it was useless to stand there all the time. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Brother Yunfei, can you give me the remaining money?"
This little money was not enough to buy a meal, so there was no point in keeping it. Zhang Yunfei waved his hand and motioned Tao Tao to give it to him.
"Wait a few minutes, I'll be right out."
Qi Xingchen took the money from Tao Tao, looked back to identify it for a while, and ran into the supermarket behind him.
Everyone waited there as instructed, and within ten minutes he returned as promised, holding a low-quality umbrella and six porcelain plates with chipped corners that were obviously discounted.
Zhang Yunfei laughed, "Xingxing, why did you buy this thing?"
"We each have a plate and we can beg for food on the street to make a living."
An expression as if he wanted to beat 놛 to death immediately appeared on Zhang Yunfei's face.
"I'm just kidding," Qi Xingchen put away his smile and said sternly, "I have a way to make money. Brothers and sisters, please help me clear a place."
Everyone was skeptical, but Tao Tao was curious: "Xingxing, do you want to make money by performing?"
"Almost." Qi Xingchen took off his coat and stretched his muscles.
"Singing and dancing? Aren't you an actor?"
This was the first time Liu Ziyu spoke to 놛 in a non-sarcastic tone. Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Just wait and see for the sake of variety show effect."
Everyone was skeptical and used their bodies to block pedestrians, clearing a circle for the car that would not affect traffic.
Bai Ye looked at 놛's skillful stretching movements and curled the corners of his lips.
"ladies and gentleman..."
After Qi Xingchen finished warming up, he cleared his throat, bowed to the onlookers, and said in English: "Hello everyone, we are from China, and we accidentally lost our wallets during our journey. Now we will perform two traditional Chinese programs for you. If you like them, can you help us with some travel expenses?"
The fiery red sunset glowed on Qi Xingchen, outlining his lean and powerful figure and clean features.
It also jumped into his eyes. In the center of the dark pupils, there seemed to be a burning little sun, blazing and bright.
The people of Odense had not seen many Asian faces, and such a dazzling young man was even rarer. They all stopped and stood in front of him, cheering, "Ok, Ecutie!"
"Thank you. I'll show you my ugliness then."
Qi Xingchen took off his shoes and lay down, raised his feet to a 90-degree angle with his body, opened the umbrella, and placed the handle on the tip of his big toe.
What is this for? Everyone was confused. The umbrella handle was so small and the toes were so small. If they let go, wouldn’t the umbrella fall off?
However, then, something magical happened.
Qi Xingchen let go of the umbrella, and unexpectedly it did not fall.
...Not only did it not fall, but he also used the strength of his legs to gently kick the umbrella, causing it to spin and fly up.
Then it turned in the air, and the top of the umbrella fell back onto Qi Xingchen's big toe...
Still not falling!
What kind of magical skill is this?
All the passers-by were stunned and took out their mobile phones to take pictures or record videos.
In the video, the umbrella was seen flying up and down on the toes of the man, and both the edge and the top of the umbrella were stable when it fell.
But then he lifted up his other leg and showed his two feet in turn. The pink petal pattern on the umbrella is spinning, tossing up and falling, as if it is scattered from the umbrella surface, fluttering in the air, which is very romantic.
As a Chinese guest, Rao and the program staff had seen acrobatics, but he couldn't believe that there was such a talent around him and was stunned along with the Mai people.
Only the cameraman remembered his job. He watched Qi Xingchen's performance intently while pointing the camera at Qi Xingchen and occasionally taking pictures of the audience's reactions.
After the performance, Qi Xingchen patted his clothes, stood up, and went to get the plate.
The plate was placed on the ground. When she bent over, a section of her snow-white narrow waist slid up her clothes and was accidentally revealed.
Then Qi Xingchen felt someone pulling at the back of his T-shirt, and kept pulling until he finished taking the plate and stood up.
"Thank you, Brother Baiye..." 놛 whispered, "But it's okay, 놖 is not 놆 a girl, I'm not afraid of being seen."
Bai Ye looked elsewhere, shook his head and said nothing.
Qi Xingchen didn't care and showed the back of the plate to the audience to show that it was a porcelain plate.
"Dear, take the plate and follow me. I will give you all the delicious food from my house!"
There was a boy who thought that the person who took the plate was asking for food, so he pushed aside the person in front of him and shouted loudly.
"Thank you," Qi Xingchen was amused, "Wait a moment."
A smile looks even better. At this time, many people recovered from the shock of holding the umbrella just now, and they took out their wallets and gave money to Tao Tao.
Tao Tao smacked his lips as he collected them. After one round, he earned about seven or eight kronor.
The umbrella-holding performance was quite entertaining, and Qi Xingchen was going to do something more interesting next. 놛 walked to the front of the crowd with the plate and handed it to the girl in the first row.
"Wow!" The girl opened her mouth in surprise, thinking that the handsome Chinese boy was going to give her a gift. Just as she was about to reach out to take it -
Qi Xingchen raised his hand and threw the plate into the sky.
The girl and the onlookers raised their necks subconsciously. After the first one, Qi Xingchen threw out the second one two seconds later. When he threw out the third one, the first one was caught by the man.
The audience's heads kept going up and down, up and down, up and down...
Throwing is the most basic of acrobatics. Its difficulty increases with the number of objects thrown. It is also related to the weight of the objects. The heavier the objects, the harder it is to master the rhythm.
But Qi Xingchen didn't care at all. He added the number of plates to four, then to three, and then...
Unfortunately, the money was only enough to buy six plates, otherwise the audience's cervical vertebrae would have been broken.
After throwing the plates, Tao Tao collected another wave of money.
After two performances, the audience was almost drained by Qi Xingchen. She smiled gently and said, "Thank you all for your support. I'll give you the following program. You don't need to pay for it."
After saying that, 놛 lay down as before.
…Then he put an umbrella on his feet and started throwing plates with his hands! ! !
"Wow!" Director Zhao couldn't help but say, "Not only can this kid hold an umbrella and eat plates, he can also hold an umbrella and eat plates at the same time?!"
“Hahahahahahaha~” the assistant director burst into laughter, “Old Zhao, this kid is really a treasure! Do you believe it, this video will go viral again tomorrow?”
Even though Qi Xingchen said that the last section didn't require payment, passers-by still generously donated money.
A black-haired girl came forward, stuffed a roll of money into his pocket, and insisted on taking a photo with Qi Xingchen. Qi Xingchen finished the photo shoot in a good-tempered manner, and the girl suddenly started crying.
"What's wrong with you?" Qi Xingchen put down his phone, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, no," the girl said in sluggish Chinese. "My mother is Chinese. I was born and raised in Taipei. When I was a child, my mother told me that my motherland was great and powerful, and that there were many magical things there. I have wanted to go back to my country for many years, but I never had the chance. Thank you, thank you for bringing Chinese culture here, so that Chinese people away from home can feel their motherland up close. Thank you for showing it to the people of Taipei, so that they know that there is such an ancient and mysterious nation in the East."
The girl had a very heavy accent, her speech was confusing, and her words were too formal, so it took us a while to understand her.
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Qi Xingchen felt a little embarrassed when he saw her describe her street juggling as "cultural communication", and then a sour feeling welled up in his nose.
After leaving my hometown for decades, I am like a duckweed and still cannot find my roots. You can imagine how much I miss it and how sad I am.
놛 took out a pen and paper from her bag and wrote down her address and phone number. "If you have time to come back to China, you can contact 놖. 놖 will take you to see our magnificent mountains and rivers."
"Really?" The girl cried even harder, "You are really kind! You are also welcome to come and play with me often!"
Qi Xingchen smiled: "Okay."
In order for Qi Xingchen to find her, the girl left her Facebook. Liu Ziyu came over to take a look and gasped in shock - this girl was actually a blogger with 30,000 fans!
After seeing the girl off, the guests could no longer contain their joy and pretended to be calm as they squeezed out of the crowd. Then, after completely leaving the sight of passers-by, the six heads quickly gathered together.
"Taotao, count quickly," Zhang Yunfei asked excitedly, "How much money is it?"
"Look, one, three, three..." Tao Tao's voice became louder as she counted, "Three thousand, we have three thousand!"
When Luo Qiuman heard the amount, her eyes widened: "Oh my god, is it that much?! It's almost half of the travel fund!"
"Yeah," Liu Ziyu echoed, "Xingxing, you are really our great hero!"
Qi Xingchen put his hands on his back and pinched it twice, feeling very strange.
Given Liu Ziyu's personality, this sentence should be said in a sarcastic tone. As a result, his tone is now very normal, as if he really regards you as a successful minister.
Qi Xingchen was not used to hearing compliments from his companions, so he quickly stopped talking: "Let's find a place to stay first, it will be dark soon."
"Yes, yes, yes." Everyone reacted and searched for hotels on their phones.
Qi Xingchen also followed the search, and vaguely felt that someone was patrolling his back.
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