After the anti-inflammatory injection, it was dusk when I turned to Odense.

After work, on the streets of a foreign country, a group of bright Asian faces are surrounded by various camera equipment. Look at me and I look at you.

"What should I do?" Liu Ziyu asked, "It will be dark in four or five hours. Where shall we live?"

I don't know if she was scared yesterday. Liu Ziyu didn't say much all day today. This was the first thing she said.

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Zhang Yunfei looked at the remaining 20 yuan in Tao Tao's hand. "We have to find a way to get some money, either we have to sleep at the station or go to be a sofa guest."

I know the reason, "How to make money?"

"Sell personal belongings..." Qi Xingchen waved his hand to the director, "Is it okay?"

Director Zhao: "Yes."

The guests were greatly relieved. If they had known that they could sell it earlier, why did they have to suffer so much? As an upper figure in the entertainment industry, he doesn't have two valuable things on him.

"But--" The director sold a close and added, "It can only be sold to fans."

"... I knew it!"

Everyone howled, "I knew the dog program team was not that simple!"

Denmark is different from the United States and the United Kingdom, and the number of local Chinese is very small. They are popular in China, but they are not popular in Northern Europe. Where can they find fans?

Everyone sighed together. At this time, Zhang Yunfei seemed to remember something and threw his head to Bai Ye.

The rest of the people also reacted and looked at Bai Ye, "You have had a global concert tour, right?"

Bai Ye: "... Yes."

"Then you can have fans here," Zhang Yunfei pretended to be sad. "It's not that my brother doesn't help you. I don't have enough strength, so I can only work hard for you."

"..." Bai Ye was in a low voice.

He doesn't know how to say it. It's okay to sell things, but he doesn't want to sell it to fans.

Usually, fans want to send small things directly to them, and they have never charged fans a penny.

Everyone looked at Bai Ye with expectation. First, they really wanted to get some money to sleep in a hotel, and second, because of the effect of the program, Bai Ye sold things and so on, which must have a unique variety effect.

"Or think of another way," Qi Xingchen glanced at Bai Ye and analyzed. "Isn't it like looking for fans in a pile of strange people like looking for a needle in a haystack?"

"That's right. It's really not smart enough to find fans. The question is, what else can I do?" Rochumann has a headache.

So many Asians are standing here chattering, and there has been a small wave of curious Danes standing across the road, stretching their necks and looking this way.

Seeing that his side was surrounded, Qi Xingchen understood that it was useless to keep pestering. He thought for a moment, "Brother Yunfei, can you give me the rest of the money?"

This money can't even eat a meal, and it's useless to keep it. Zhang Yunfei waved his hand and motioned Tao Tao to give it to him.

"Wait me for a few minutes, I'll be right out."

Qi Xingchen took the money from Tao Tao, turned around to identify it for a while, and ran into the supermarket behind him.

Everyone waited in place. In less than ten minutes, he came back as promised, holding a handful of inferior umbrellas in his hand, and six of them were discounted porcelain plates.

Zhang Yunfei laughed, "Xingxing, why are you buying this thing?"

"Let's have a plate for each of us. Let's make a living on the street."

Zhang Yunfei immediately wanted to beat him on his face.

"I'm kidding," Qi Xingchen put away his smile and said, "I have a way to make money. Brothers and sisters, please help me clear a place."

Everyone was skeptical. Tao Tao was curious: "Xingxing, do you want to make money by selling art?"

"Almost." Qi Xingchen took off his coat and moved his muscles and bones.

"Singing and dancing? Aren't you an actor?

Liu Ziyu spoke to him in a non-sarcastic tone for the first time. Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "You just wait and see."

Everyone was suspicious, blocked the pedestrian with their bodies, and cleared a circle for him that did not affect the traffic.

Bai Ye looked at his skillful pull-ups and hooked the corners of his lips.

"ladies and gentleman..."

After Qi Xingchen warmed up, he cleared his throat. He bowed to the onlookers and said in English, "Hone, everyone. We are from China. We accidentally lost our wallets during the journey. Now I'm going to show you two traditional Chinese programs. If you like it, can you subsidize us with a little travel expenses?

The fiery red sunset glow bounced on Qi Xingchen, outlining his thin and powerful figure and clean facial features.

He also jumped into his eyes. In the middle of his dark pupils, there seemed to be a burning little sun, blazing and bright.

The Odense people have not seen many Asian faces, and such a dazzling teenager is even more rare. Now they all stopped, stood in front of him, and cheered, "ok, ecutie!"

"Thank you. Then I'll make a fool of myself."

Qi Xingchen took off his shoes and lay down. He raised his right foot at a 90-degree angle to his body. He opened the umbrella and put the handle of the umbrella on the tip of his right foot's thumb.

What is this for? Everyone is confused. The handle of the umbrella is so small and the toes are so small. As long as you let go, won't the umbrella fall off?

However, then, something magical happened.

Qi Xingchen let go of his hand, and the umbrella accidentally fell off.

...... Not only did he not fall off, but he also used his leg strength to gently kick the umbrella and fly.

Then it rotated in the air, and the top of the umbrella fell down and back to Qi Xingchen's big toe...

It still hasn't fallen!

What kind of magic skill is this?

All the passers-by were stunned and took out their mobile phones, took photos, and recorded videos.

On the video screen, the umbrella is seen flying up and down on the teenager's toes. Whether it is the edge of the umbrella or the top of the umbrella, it is stable when it falls.

Soon after, the teenager raised his other leg and took turns to show his two feet. The pink petal pattern on the umbrella is rotating, throwing and falling, as if falling from the surface of the umbrella, one after another, very romantic.

As a guest of a Chinese, I have seen acrobatics with the staff of the program team, but I can't believe that there is such a talent around me. I was stunned with the Danes.

Only the cameraman remembered his own job. He watched Qi Xingchen's performance while aiming the camera at Qi Xingchen and shooting the audience's reaction from time to time.

After the performance, Qi Xingchen patted his clothes and stood up to get the plate again.

The plate was placed on the ground. When he leaned over, a snow-white narrow waist slipped with the clothes and was accidentally exposed.

Then Qi Xingchen felt that someone pulled the back of his T-shirt until he took the plate and stood up straight.

"Thank you, Bai Yege..." He whispered, "But it's okay. I'm not a girl. I'm not afraid to watch."

Bai Ye's eyes fell elsewhere, shaking his head and saying nothing.

Qi Xingchen didn't care about him and showed the plate to the audience to show that it was a porcelain plate.

"Honey, take the plate and come with me. I'll give you all the delicious food in my house!"

A Danish boy thought he was taking the plate for food, so he squeezed away the people in front of him and shouted.

"Thank you," Qi Xingchen was amused by him. "Wait a minute."

He smiled better. At this time, many people recovered from the shock of the umbrella just now. They took out their wallets and drew money to Tao Tao.

Tao Tao smacked her tongue while closing her tongue. In one round, it will be seven or eight hundred crowns.

The top umbrella is a more ornamental performance. Next, Qi Xingchen is going to make something interesting. He took the plate to the crowd and handed it to the girl in the first row.

"Wow!" The girl opened her mouth in surprise and thought that the beautiful Chinese boy was going to give him a gift. She just wanted to reach out to pick it up--

Qi Xingchen raised his hand and threw the plate into the sky.

The girl and the onlookers subconsciously raised their necks and threw the first one. Two seconds later, Qi Xingchen threw the second one. When he threw the third one, the first one was just picked up by him.

The audience's head keeps going up and down, up and down, up and down...

Throwing is the most basic in acrobatics. The difficulty increases with the increase of the number of items thrown, and it is also related to the weight of the throwing object. The heavier it is, the more difficult it is to master the rhythm.

But Qi Xingchen didn't care at all. He casually added the number of plates to four, and then to five, and...

Unfortunately, the money is only enough to buy six plates, or he can break the audience's cervical spine.

After throwing the plate, Tao Tao received another wave of money.

After the two performances, the audience was almost hollowed out by Qi Xingchen. He smiled gently: "Thank you for your support. I'll give you the following program. You don't need to pay."

After saying that, he lay down as before.

...... Then put the umbrella on your feet and start throwing the plate in your hand!!!

"Oh!" Director Zhao couldn't help saying, "This boy can not only hold an umbrella and throw a plate, but also throw a plate while holding an umbrella?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha~" The deputy director laughed loudly, "Lao Zhao, this boy is really a baby! Believe it or not, his video will be popular again tomorrow?

Even if Qi Xingchen said that there was no need to pay for the last paragraph, passers-by still generously withdrew the money.

A black-haired girl came forward. After stuffing a lot of money, she insisted on taking a picture with Qi Xingchen. After Qi Xingchen finished shooting with a good temper, the girl suddenly cried.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Xingchen put down his mobile phone and said, "Are you not feeling well?"

"No, no," the girl's Chinese is not very fluent. "My mother is Chinese, and I was born and raised in Denmark. When I was a child, my mother told me that my motherland was very good and powerful, and there were many magical things. I have wanted to go back to China for so many years, but I haven't found a chance. Thank you for bringing Chinese culture here, so that the Chinese who leave home can feel the motherland up close. Thank you for your willingness to show it to the Danes and let them know that there is such an ancient and mysterious nation in the East.

The girl's accent is extremely heavy, her words are very messy, and the words are too written. It took a long time for everyone to understand.

Qi Xingchen was a little embarrassed to see her describing her street juggling as "cultural communication", and then a sourness surged into her nose.

After leaving my hometown for decades, I can't find the root like duckweed. You can imagine how much I miss and feel sad.

He took out paper and pen from his bag and wrote down his address and phone number. "If you have time to go back to China, you can contact me. I'll show you our magnificent rivers and mountains."

"Really?" The girl cried even more, "You are really kind! You are also welcome to come and play with me often!"

Qi Xingchen smiled and said, "Okay."

In order to let Qi Xingchen find her, the girl left her own Facebook. Liu Ziyu came over and took a breath of cold air - this girl is actually a blogger with three million fans!

When the girl was sent away, the guests couldn't help but be happy and pretended to squeeze out the crowd calmly. Then after completely leaving the sight of passers-by, the six heads quickly came together.

"Taotao, count quickly," Zhang Yunfei said excitedly, "How much is it?"

"Let me see, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred..." The more you count Tao Tao, the louder she is, "Three thousand two, we have three thousand two!"

Luo Qiuman heard the amount and his eyes were round: "Oh, my God, there are so many?! It's almost half of the tourism fund!"

"Yes," Liu Ziyu echoed, "Xingxing, you are really our great hero!"

Qi Xingchen put his hand on his back and pinched it twice, which felt very strange.

With Liu Ziyu's character, this sentence should be said strangely. As a result, his tone is normal now, and it seems that he really regards him as a successful minister.

Qi Xingchen was not used to listening to his companion's praise. He quickly stopped: "Let's find a place to live first. It will be dark for a while."

"Yes, yes, yes." Everyone reacted and searched the hotel with their mobile phones.

Qi Xingchen also followed the search. In a faint way, he always felt that there was a line of sight patrolling behind his back.