APCF -Chapter 16 (1)

After getting the tetanus shot, it was already dusk when they arrived at Odense.

It was the time when everyone was getting off work. Amongst the busy flow of people on the street of a foreign land, a group of well-dressed Asian faces was surrounded by all kinds of recording equipment, all of them looking at each other.

“What do we do?” Liu Ziyu asked, “there’s still 4 or 5 hours before the sun sets completely, where are we going to stay?”

Not sure if she was still in shock from yesterday, Liu Ziyu did not talk much for the entire of today and this was the first proper sentence she had said.

Zhang Yunfei examined at the 20+ kroner in Tao Tao’s hands, “We should think of ways to earn some money, if not we would have to sleep at the station, or be couch surfers.”

Everyone already understood the reasoning, “How will we earn money?”

“Sell our personal items ba……” Qi Xingchen waved towards Director Zhao, “Would that be allowed?”

Director Zhao: “It is allowed.”

All the guests heaved a huge sigh of relief, if they had known earlier that they could sell they would have already, there was no need to suffer so much. As figures from the upper layers of the pyramids in the entertainment circle, who wouldn’t have some valuable items on hand?

“However—” The director paused to keep them in suspense for a moment, then supplemented, “You can only sell to fans of yours.”

“…… I just knew it!”

The crowd wailed mournfully, “I just knew that this dog programme team was not that simple!”

Denmark was different from the US and UK, the number of local Chinese people were very few. They were popular within their own country, but their popularity had not reached all the way to Scandinavia, where were they going to find fans?

Everyone collectively sighed in despair, at this moment Zhang Yunfei seemed to have recalled something, flinging his head with a swish towards Bo Ye.

The rest of the people also reacted, turning to look at Bo Ye in unison, “You’ve had a world concert tour before, right?”

Bo Ye: “……Right.”

“Then it also means that you possibly would have fans here,” Zhang Yunfei pretended to be deeply grieved, “Not that gege is not helping you, I really want to do it, but I don’t have the resources. I can only trouble you for a bit.”

“……” Bo Ye fell into deep thought.
He did not know how to express that he was up for selling things, but he didn’t wish to sell things to his fans.
Normally, for insignificant items, if his fans wanted it he would give it directly, never accepting a single cent from his fans.

The crowd all looked expectantly at Bo Ye; one, was because they really wanted to get some money to find a hotel to sleep in; two, was because of the effect dictated by the programme, if Bo Ye sold items or anything, it would certainly be a special selling point.

“Or we can think of other ways,” Qi XIngchen glanced at Bo Ye out of the corner of his eyes and analysed, “Finding fans amongst the sea of strangers is like finding a needle in a haystack, isn’t it?”

“You’re right, it is indeed not smart to try to find fans. The problem is, what other way is there?” Luo Qiuman had quite a headache.

With so many Asians standing here chattering continuously, there was already a small wave of curious Danes halting in their steps across the street, stretching out their necks to look over here.

Seeing that they were being watched by people from all directions, Qi Xingchen registered that it was useless to stand around and do nothing, pondering for a bit, “Yunfei-ge, could you give me the remaining money?

That bit of money was not even enough for a single meal, thus there was no use in keeping it. Zhang Yunfei waved his hand, indicating to Tao Tao to give it to him.

“Wait for me for a few minutes, I’ll be out right away.”
Qi Xingchen took the money proffered by Tao Tao, turning his head back to identify something for a moment, and ran inside the supermarket behind him.

Everyone complied and waited at the original spot. Less than ten minutes later, he returned as arranged, holding a poor quality umbrella and six porcelain plates that one could tell with one look were discounted defects in his hands.

Zhang Yunfei couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “Xingxing, what did you buy these playthings for?”

“Each of us will take one plate and beg for money to scrape by.”

An expression of wishing to beat him to death emerged on Zhang Yunfei’s face at once.

“Just joking,” Qi Xingchen stopped smiling and said firmly, “I have a way of earning money, geges and jiejies, please help to clear up a space for me.”

The crowd was sceptical, Tao Tao asked inquisitively, “Xingxing, are you planning to busk to earn money?”

“More or less.” Qi Xingchen took off his jacket and started to warm up his muscles.

“By singing and dancing? Aren’t you from acting?”

This was the first time Liu Ziyu didn’t use a sarcastic tone to speak to him, Qi Xingchen raised an eyebrow. For the sake of a selling point, he kept them anticipating: “All of you just wait and see ba.”

Everyone still had some doubts, but they used their bodies to block the pedestrians, helping him to clear out a circle that did not interfere with the traffic.

Bo Ye looked at his practised stretching movements, the corner of his mouth ticking upwards.

“Ladies and Gentlemen……”

Qi Xingchen finished warming up and cleared his throat. Taking a bow towards the onlooking Danes, he then spoke in English: “Hello everyone, we come from China, and we accidentally lost our wallet during our trip. I would now perform for everyone two of China’s traditional shows, if you all like it, could you sponsor a bit of our travel expenses?”

The fiery red afterglow fell on Qi Xingchen’s body, outlining his lithe but powerful figure, as well as his defined facial features.
As if it had also plunged into his irises, the centre of his pitch-black pupils appeared to hide a tiny flaming sun, fiercely blazing and radiant.

The number of Asian faces the people of Odense have seen was not many, and this sort of dazzling youth was even more so rarely seen; they paused there and then, cheering as they stood in front of him: “OK, Come on cutie!”

“Thank you, then here is my fumbling attempt.”

Qi Xingchen slipped out of his shoes and laid down, his right leg lifted to be at a right angle from the rest of his body. Opening up the umbrella, he placed the tip of the umbrella handle onto the pad of his big toe on his right foot.

What on earth was he doing? All of the people were baffled, the tip of the umbrella handle was so small, his toe was also very small, wouldn’t the umbrella fall once he lets go of it?

However, a miracle occurred soon after.
Qi Xingchen released his grip, and the umbrella unexpectedly did not fall.

…… Not only did it not fall, but using his leg’s force, he kicked the umbrella upwards lightly, causing it to fly up while revolving.

After that, it had spun one round in the air, the top end of the umbrella dived downwards and landed back onto the pad of Qi Xingchen’s big toe……

Still without falling!