《After Transmigrating into a Book, I Have an Entire Family of Cannon Fodder》


 CH 1

    ¡°Chairman Qi, you1 haven¡¯t slept in 2 days, rest for a bit ba.¡±


    ¡°As long as Xingxing doesn¡¯t wake, I won¡¯t be able to sleep¡­¡­How are the lord 2 and the young miss doing?¡±


    ¡°They are waiting in the lounge next door and have not been able to rest.¡±


    Who is talking?


    Qi Xingchen was woken by the two men¡¯s conversation, wishing to see who they were, but was unable to open his eyelids.


    The one who was called ¡°Chairman Qi¡± continued, ¡°In a bit, let the governor¡¯s personal chef ¡ª he¡¯s called Old Li right, to make some porridge and send it here.¡±


    ¡°Will do.¡±


    ¡°By the way,¡± Chairman Qi asked again, ¡°Has the reason behind Xingxing¡¯s fall on the back of his head been found out yet?¡±


    The person being asked immediately fell silent, indicating that there was no progress.


    ¡°¡­¡­It has been two days already, what have all of the 12 of you assistants been doing, such that you can¡¯t even find out about this small thing?!¡±


    ¡°The place where Second Young Master fell just happened to be a blindspot without surveillance cameras in Noah Entertainment. The incident also happened very late at night, thus no witnesses were found, so¡­¡­¡±


    Maybe it was Chairman Qi¡¯s angry voice that jolted Qi Xingchen awake, he was finally able to open his eyes.


    Surveying his surroundings, he should currently be in a hospital ward. There were two large machines beside his bed; the corner of one edge of the bedsheet embroidered with JingAn Hospital and his name; the hospital gown he was wearing had his personal identification number.


    But it did not seem like a hospital ward either ¡ª the area was much bigger than an ordinary hospital ward, including a restroom and partition. The window curtains had gold thread weaved3 into it, the window glass was double-layered bulletproof glass, and even the bedsheet and hospital gown were made from very soft silk.


    In short, it was the type of extravagant and luxurious hospital ward that only appeared in Mary Sue novels.


    Beside the sickbed sat a 27-year-old man, wearing a black suit of excellent tailoring, with profound facial features, and the fingernail-sized blue gem on his tie pin was reflecting a blinding halo.


    His eyebrows were heavily furrowed, and one can guess that this was Chairman Qi.


    But the problem was that Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t even recognise this person!


    Chairman Qi was still furious about not having found out the reason and gave a cold snort, ¡°Great, then let the entire Noah make up to Xingxing! Tomorrow, you will gather the finance and legal departments to propose a plan to acquire 60% of Noah¡¯s shares.¡±


    ¡°Chairman Qi, the equity component of Noah Entertainment is complicated, we may need more effort and monetary resources to acquire it.¡±


    ¡°Getting tired for Xingxing¡¯s sake is no big deal, as for the money¡­¡­¡± Chairman Qi dragged out the last syllable, ¡°Those few pieces of scrap metal4, just give it to Noah¡¯s shareholders as a new year red packet5.¡±


    Chairman Qi, Noah Entertainment¡­¡­ The more Qi Xingchen listened on, the more shocked he became, and he gradually understood something ¡ª he had possibly transmigrated into a book!


    2 days ago, he had bought tickets to his idol Bo Ye¡¯s concert from a fansite master, but in the end, he received the news about the concert stage accident on the way there and got into a car accident from his shock.


    He originally thought he would have passed away, who knew he would unexpectedly transmigrate into a book.


    However this was not good news, as this was a delusional fanfiction6 written by a female fan with Bo Ye as the male protagonist and the fan herself being the female protagonist, bringing fluff, charismatic leads, tragic backstories, revenge and trickery all together in the entertainment circle masterpiece¡¶Peach in the Night¡·.


    It narrates the glorious life of how the female protagonist Tao Tao7 stepped on the film emperor and tore apart the film empress, winning a Golden Horse Award8 and an Oscars trophy.


    Meanwhile, he was only a cannon fodder of the same name and surname and was very lucky to have an entire family of cannon fodder.


    No, maybe he wasn¡¯t even considered cannon fodder. He didn¡¯t have any lines and only appeared once.


    The original text was written like this:


    [Autumn had arrived, and the withered leaves susurrated as they were picked up by the cold wind. Tao Tao had Bo Ye¡¯s Hermes cashmere coat draped over her figure and stood shoulder to shoulder with Bo Ye at the corner of a cemetery, her gaze sweeping over the tombstones one by one.


    ¡°Qi Xiaoming, Qi Yunxiao, Qi Yuji, Qi Xingchen, Qi Jiaze9, Liang Jing ¡­¡­¡± Tao Tao¡¯s cherry blossom lips quivered, ¡°A-Ye10, you did a really good job, all of them are here. As a family, the most important thing is to be whole and together11 ma¡­¡­¡±]


    Yep, that¡¯s right, he just appeared at that single instance.


    His family members also were not present for more than a few chapters and were all rid of by the male protagonist. A complete wipeout, the very essence of a feel-good fiction novel.


    ¡°Xingxing, you- you¡¯re awake?¡± Chairman Qi realised then that he had woken up, his gloomy expression was immediately wiped by surprise and hurriedly ordered the bodyguard at the door to call for the doctor.


    A huge barrage of people rushed in. Qi Xingchen¡¯s brain blanked out and did not even register how he was brought for a CT scan, nor did he know how he was brought out.


    When he came to, he was already at the helipad on the roof of the hospital.


    ¡­¡­ Having to use the helicopter to see a doctor, even if it was Daddy Ma Yun12, no one would dare to write him this way.


    Qi Xingchen was swarmed13 and supported into the cabin.


    .


    After arriving at the Qi family¡¯s main household, Qi Xingchen was then made aware that the private aircraft paled by comparison14.


    The Qi family owned a villa in the middle of a lake downtown, and the lake was from a piece of land that the Qi family bought at a high price from an auction15 and had hired engineers to dig it. There was an abundance of freshwater fish in it, and it became a good place for the city residents to relax and seek entertainment when it was first built.


    The Qi family found it unbearable, thus they planted a circle of plane trees around it, built a fence and set up a security booth. Only then was the tranquillity slowly restored.


    The entire swarm of people was still clustered around Qi Xingchen as they entered the household. On the flight back, he could already match everyone¡¯s face to a name, and all of them were his family members and servants.


    Still in disbelief of the extravagance of the villa, Qi Xingchen said in a stupor, ¡°Thank you, everyone, I would like to rest for a bit in my room.¡±


    ¡°We are all family, you are not allowed to say thank you to us next time.¡± Dad Qi supported his arm, ¡°Let¡¯s go, I¡¯ll bring you upstairs.¡±


    The original owner¡¯s room was on the second floor to the far right, as Qi Xingchen did not wish to reveal that he had just transmigrated into this body, he could only follow Dad Qi step by step upstairs like a 3-year-old toddler.


    Dad Qi was approaching 60 this year, but due to good maintenance of his health, his face looked like he was only 40. He was usually of a serious disposition, nevertheless seeing his son wake up today made him give a rare hint of a smile.


    Reaching the door, Dad Qi¡¯s smile deepened and said, ¡°Xingxing, open the door and look inside.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°?¡±


    He hesitantly pushed open the door and was then almost scared out by the piles of gifts that filled the entire room.


    There wasn¡¯t even space for someone to stand in here, what was this?!


    ¡°Cough,¡± Dad Qi was a bit embarrassed and cleared his throat, ¡°Xingxing, all of these are the welcome home1 gifts that I2 gave you.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­This much?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m getting old, so I don¡¯t know what young people like. After hearing the chauffeur say that his son likes sneakers, I called for people to buy all the limited-edition sneakers, have a look and see if you like them.¡±


    ¡°¡ªIt¡¯s okay if you don¡¯t like them,¡± Dad Qi added. ¡°Just throw them into the storehouse, don¡¯t feel burdened.¡±


    Qi Xingchen did not know how to reply for a while, simply nodded his head and forced himself to cross over the gift boxes.


    He thought that the interior of the room would be as luxurious as the rest of the villa, but it was the opposite. In reality, the huge space was very clean and refreshing. Other than the signed basketball and guitar in a showcase, there was only a bed, a computer table and a chair carved from yellow flowering pear wood3.


    He collapsed onto the bed, closed his eyes and searched for fragments of memories.


    The novel did not characterise much of the original owner, but since he was one of the novel¡¯s characters, the original owner still had some basic information.


    The original owner was the third child of the Qi family, 20-years-old this year, currently an art college sophomore. Last year, he was scouted by an agent and signed on with Noah Entertainment, where the male protagonist was.


    Wanting to prove himself to his family, the original owner did not declare his relation to the Qi family. Afterwards, he had a falling out with his agent and was let go by him.


    He was then left hanging without progress at the company and hung there for a year.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    What the hell was going on here.


    Qi Xingchen took a deep breath and got up to the restroom to wash his face. When he was wiping his face, he took a look at the mirror and thoroughly inspected the original owner¡¯s appearance.


    It was not that much different from his real self, just with a slightly shorter stature and a thinner, sharper chin.


    The awkwardness of using someone else¡¯s body was greatly reduced. He shook off the water droplets, knowing that his main priority was to get out of the novel.


    But before transmigrating back, he would have to keep this minuscule life of his. Estimating from the timeline of the book, in half a month, the Qi family would start on the journey of their destruction.


    He has not even gotten to see the concert, he mustn¡¯t die yet.


    .


    In order to keep this small life of his, he would need to investigate the risk factor levels of the male protagonist¡¯s ¡°atomic bomb¡±.


    Qi Xingchen sat in front of the computer, opened up Weibo and entered the two words ¡°Bo Ye¡±.


    Instantly, a large volume of pictures and videos flowed out. Some of them were fancams, and there were also cuts from his events.


    The youth in the picture was tall, his eyebrows were distinct and sharp, and his pair of deep black eyes were full of loftiness and aggression.


    ¡­¡­ This book was really written based on his idol, with his looks and figure down to a T.


    The number of Weibo fans were also the same, nearing 80 million, well-deserving the busiest traffic.


    Qi Xingchen faced the highly-similar-to-real-world male protagonist ¡°Bo Ye¡± and he hesitated for a while. He was a fan of this person for 7 years, but now he had to be on the opposing side of him and found it difficult to accept for some time.


    Only when the sky turned dark, he then reluctantly convinced himself: This is a Mary Sue novel came up by a delusional fan, and the ¡°Bo Ye¡± in the book is only a 2D character4, not his idol.


    His own idol was still in reality and just had a concert stage accident.


    He must walk out of this book alive to see that the idol was safe and sound with his own two eyes.


    The original owner¡¯s verified Weibo was controlled by the company. Qi Xingchen¡¯s arm paused for a bit, then made up his mind and created a side account.


    The fan community was where he could grasp the most amount of information about a celebrity. He was prepared to take advantage of the privilege of being in the same company as the male protagonist. First, he would reveal a mixture of real and fake news to make a huge mess, then look for a chance to break into Bo Ye¡¯s inner fan group5.


    The application for an account went through and Weibo had a pop-up window


    ¡ª [Please set your6 nickname]


    Qi Xingchen typed: Bo Ye¡¯s wife


    ¡ª [Sorry, this nickname has already been taken]


    He typed again: Bo Ye¡¯s real girlfriend


    ¡ª [Sorry, this nickname has already been taken]


    He forced down the strong disgust: Bo Ye¡¯s sweetie pie


    ¡ª [Sorry, this nickname has already been taken]


    ¡­¡­.This can¡¯t even work? Then what else would work?!


    Looks like he would have to use something more sophisticated, Qi Xingchen furiously smashed on his keyboard: Yearning through the entire night.7


    Success? Qi Xingchen swept back his fringe, the corners of his lips ticking upwards.


    Heh, isn¡¯t he just a 2D male protagonist?


    If this 2D character can beat laozi8, Lao zi will take up your surname in the future!9

 CH 2

    The next day, Qi Xingchen only woke at 10 plus.


    He stared at the gift boxes that had no place to be stored in a daze for a bit, then leapt over them, washed up and changed into a simple T-shirt. Opening the door, he rested his gaze on the 1st floor dining room.


    The Qi family¡¯s villa follows typical Chinese architecture, with most of the furniture hand-built by carpenters. This included the dining table, which only used one entire piece of phoenix-tail patterned Phoebe zhennan1 wood, that was big enough to accommodate 7 to 10 people eating.


    On the table laid a spread of bone china dish plates that were covered with cloches, thus he was unable to see the dishes. On one side of the table, the original owner¡¯s older sister Qi Yuji was on the phone. The rest of the people must have finished their meal and left separately.


    Qi Xingchen stepped on the edges of the stairs as he walked down to prevent leaving behind footprints, saving the housekeeper from wiping it again.


    Just as he entered the dining room, he could hear Qi Yuji¡¯s coquettish voice:


    ¡°I received the invitation card from the brand itself already, but I don¡¯t want to go.¡±


    ¡°Why? Because this year¡¯s haute couture week doesn¡¯t have anything I¡¯m interested in ya.¡±


    ¡°Besides, didi2 just got discharged from the hospital yesterday, I want to accompany him.¡±


    ¡°I just know you would grumble, nevermind, forget it, I¡¯ll accompany you to Milan¡­¡­ You¡¯re awake!¡±


    Seeing Qi Xingchen come down, Qi Yuji hurriedly beckoned him to come over and eat, and then threw a string of words towards the receiver3: ¡°I¡¯ll let the hotel management choose a room number that you like. When you¡¯ve reached, just go there directly. I can¡¯t talk now, will call you later tonight!¡±


    After speaking, Qi Yuji speedily hung up the phone, then called for the chef to throw out the breakfast and remake it.


    ¡°Don¡¯t bother, I can make do with this.¡± Qi Xingchen stopped her.


    ¡°No way, your digestive system isn¡¯t good in the first place, you can¡¯t eat cold foods. Anyways I haven¡¯t eaten either.¡±


    When she saw Qi Xingchen seemed to be curious as to why she had not eaten, Qi Yuji smiled as she explained: ¡°I was worried that you would be bored eating by yourself, so I waited for you for a bit.¡±


    Qi Xingchen did not have the habit of sleeping in, he only woke up this late today because he was not used to this.


    ""


    He grew up at the orphanage till he was 4 years old, got adopted by a couple for only a year then was tossed to an acrobatic troupe. No matter where, whenever food came, everyone would rush up in a swarm to snatch it, afraid of going hungry.


    There was never someone, or anyone, who would wait just to keep him company.


    He had no idea what to answer, so after the chef sent up the fresh pastries, he asked as he lowered his head to eat: ¡°Was it Zhou Yu who just called?¡±


    Zhou Yu was also an artiste from Noah Entertainment and was barely considered a Y-lister4 ¡ª his face was shown on a modelling audition programme, and was at best marginally better than a no-name Z-lister5.


    At the same time, he was also Qi Yuji¡¯s lover. The two had met at a dinner party, and Qi Yuji was charmed by his tenderness and fell madly in love with him.


    Unfortunately, Qi Yuji trusted the wrong person6. Zhou Yu only treated her as an ATM machine and often insulted her behind her back to his friends that she was big-breasted with no brains.


    The original owner overheard this. Seeing red, he had a scuffle with Zhou Yu, causing him to accidentally hit the back of his head and die.


    What was more difficult to bear was that half a month later, Zhou Yu would come to like the female protagonist during a variety show. Qi Yuji who caught wind of rumours went to confront Zhou Yu and was defeated by just one line ¡°You can¡¯t even compare to one strand of her hair¡±.


    Henceforth the furious jiejie7 would endlessly cause trouble for the female protagonist and do everything an extremely vicious cannon fodder would do. The Qi family then officially entered the male protagonist¡¯s line of sight and their death countdown officially started.


    Seeing that her didi guessed it already, Qi Yuji didn¡¯t bother hiding it: ¡°It was him, he asked me to go with him to Milan to look at a show. I will bring back for you the latest models then. By the way, Xingxing, how did you hit your head?¡±


    Qi Xingchen tested the waters: ¡°Zhou Yu pushed me.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Don¡¯t tease me,¡± it was as if Qi Yuji heard a funny joke, and smiled extremely happily, ¡°Impossible, Yu-ge8 is a super good person!¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    As expected,¡¶Peach in the Night¡·had set Qi Yuji as a moronic female cannon fodder ¡ª with the kind of stupidity where even if Zhou Yu had declared that the one he loves is the female protagonist, Qi Yuji would still attempt with whatever it takes9 to get him back.


    In order to make her see the slag man¡¯s true face clearly, he will need to use his own attributes. In addition, merely relying on telling her would be useless, he would have to come up with substantive evidence like videos.


    Qi Xingchen then casually pulled out a few sentences to change the topic and thought of how to get the evidence while eating.


    Qi Yuji had a small appetite and pushed aside her bowl and chopsticks not long after, then handed over to Qi Xingchen an exquisite box: ¡°This is jiejie¡¯s welcome home gift for you, definitely more to your liking than Dad¡¯s. Be more careful in the future, don¡¯t let your jiejie worry, alright?¡±


    Qi Xingchen took and opened it. In the box was a men¡¯s wristwatch, with the words RICHARD MILLE10 engraved on the dial plate. He didn¡¯t recognise the brand, but just by looking at the design style, he knew the price was unquestionably exorbitant.


    The original owner¡¯s family really did love the original owner.


    .


    Since this body has changed its soul, all the more Qi Xingchen cannot let the incidents that occur half a month later happen.


    After breakfast, he went to Noah Entertainment.


    In¡¶Peach in the Night¡·, Noah Entertainment was one of the Big Three in the media industry, training and developing many outstanding artistes, with a Wall of Honour so full of pictures that there was difficulty adding more.


    Qi Xingchen stood in front of the Wall of Honour and stared at the photo of Bo Ye at the top, feeling slightly surreal.


    ¡°Xingxing, you¡¯re back?¡±


    Just then, someone at the end of the corridor called him and Qi Xingchen turned his head. A boy around his age smiled as he waved at him.


    This boy was called Han Qing and was the original owner¡¯s only friend in Noah. The reason behind their familiarity with each other was simple ¡ª the same ¡°poverty¡±.


    The original owner¡¯s family spoiled him way too much, which led to him feeling that his family was restricting and imprisoning him, and became more and more rebellious.


    His college entrance exam results were not good. He rejected his family¡¯s suggestion of going abroad and attended a local Art college. Soon after enrolling, he was scouted by his agent and willfully signed onto Noah.


    In order to prove to his family that he could survive without the support of the Qi family, he fabricated an identity who was born from a working-class family. Until now, everyone in Noah still thought he was just an ordinary kid.


    This just made things convenient for Qi Xingchen, if it was possible to not reveal his Qi family status, it was best not to, lest it would be too easy to incur the wrath of the protagonists.


    ¡°I was unwell and applied for 2 days of leave,¡± Qi Xingchen replied vaguely, ¡°Isn¡¯t there dance practice in the afternoon? How come you¡¯re out here?¡±


    ¡°They said there was something important, so all the agents were called for a meeting.¡±


    ¡°The company has a new plan again?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think so, it seems to be related to Bo Ye.¡±


    Han Qing paused for a bit, ¡°Xingxing, did you return home these 2 days?¡±


    Return home?


    Qi Xingchen let his gaze drop, ¡°I don¡¯t have a home.¡±


    It was the original owner¡¯s home, and not his.


    ¡°Sorry, sorry!¡± Han Qing thought he had touched a raw nerve and quickly apologised.


    Both of them talked as they walked towards the training room. Upon hearing the two words ¡°Bo Ye¡± from someone else¡¯s mouth, the surreal feeling that Qi Xingchen felt just now became even stronger. He gradually became aware of one thing: the original owner and Bo Ye were in the same company, and he might have a chance of seeing Bo Ye from a distance.


    It was a pity that before he got to meet the fake idol, he met another person first.

 CH 3

    Hold up. Qi Xingchen sobered in the next second, and chastised himself:


    Do you wish to die? Do you wish to die? Do you wish to die?


    If you don¡¯t wish to die, then what are you doing revelling in a 2D character?


    He is only a Mary Sue fiction novel¡¯s male protagonist! Not the real Bo Ye!


    How are you worthy of your real idol?!


    To avoid the media outside, the bodyguard protecting Bo Ye speed-walked and was already almost out of their line of sight. Qi Xingchen secretly clenched his fists at the statuesque back view.


    There was still a very long road ahead. With the ability to confuse him, this male protagonist was not easy to deal with ah.


    .


    The main perspective in ¡¶Peach in the Night¡· was that of the female protagonist, the novel largely describing anything that happens to her. Only when the plot requires it, the scenes would then shift to the other characters.


    Thus the book did not mention this part about Bo Ye returning to the company. Qi Xingchen did not know what he came back for and just followed Han Qing to the dance studio.


    He stretched for half an hour, trying to bend backwards and do splits. The original owner had learnt the foundation of music and dance, just that he did not train for long enough. He was pampered since young and thus could not bear much hardship, hence his basics were not that solid.


    However, his flexibility was pretty good. After training for a few more days, he could pick up the majority of the acrobatics he did in real life.


    ¡°Wah!¡± Qi Xingchen was practising when Han Ying, who brought water back, opened his mouth wide in shock, ¡°Xingxing, are you trying to scare me? You were almost going to fold yourself into half!¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Qi XIngchen, who had never heard anyone describing it as such before, gave a perfunctory reply, ¡°I haven¡¯t practised for a long time, so I¡¯m just stretching my muscles.¡±


    ¡°Stretching? What are you stretching like this for? I thought you wanted to go down the actor¡¯s route.¡±


    Han Qing muttered this, then snuck over to him, ¡°Xingxing, guess what I just heard.¡±


    ¡°Something to do with the meeting?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right! I heard that the company picked up a hot variety show for Bo Ye.¡±


    Qi Xingchen asked: ¡°As a temporary special guest?¡±


    ¡°Nope. A permanent guest,¡± Han Qing paused for a bit, ¡°You know too that with Bo Ye¡¯s level in showbiz, it is very difficult to invite him to attend a variety show. I¡¯m guessing that the company managed to stuff someone else in the contract.¡±


    No matter if it was the real-life or the novel Bo Ye, they both would usually not touch any other variety shows apart from those from CCTV1.


    Even if he accepted it, he would only be a temporary guest at most. To Bo Ye, his current traffic status and fame were more than enough, and he had no need to rely on variety shows to elevate himself.


    The stuffing of people as said by Han Qing was a common practice by the entertainment company ¡ª Did you not want to invite my company¡¯s major star2? Then not only must the remuneration be satisfactory, but you would also have to include another one of our company¡¯s artistes in the contract.


    In the crude way of speaking, it was a buy-one-get-one-free, letting the latter attend the show to gain some fame. This kind of opportunity would usually be given to newcomers who had high potential but were not yet famous.


    Qi Xingchen felt that there was something off. According to the plotline of ¡¶Peach in the Night¡·, Bo Ye should be having a period of rest now, and even had a chance encounter with the female protagonist at a restaurant. How could he be on a variety show?


    ¡°We¡¯ll just follow the company¡¯s plan then,¡± Qi Xingchen shook his head, opening the dance practice video, ¡°Little Qing, can you help me with this part?¡±


    .


    This practice ended up lasting most of the afternoon. Han Qing, who lived far from the company, went to change at the changing room and had to first say goodbye to Qi Xingchen: ¡°I have to catch the last bus. Xingxing you should also go back soon.¡±


    ¡°Okay,¡± Qi Xingchen responded, ¡°See you tomorrow.¡±


    Han Qing persuaded him for a bit more before leaving. After Qi Xingchen finally dealt with him, he sat leaning against the wall, shaking away the sweat on his head.


    In the end, because of his weak basics, he could not even get the chorus part right after trying for so long. If he wanted to get closer to the male and female protagonist, this level of capability was definitely not enough.


    Qi Xingchen glanced at the time, seeing that it was 9 plus at night, gulped down half a bottle of water and prepared to practice for a while more.


    If he could not dance proficiently to the chorus by today, he would not leave.


    ¡°1, 2, 3, 4¡­¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen continued practising while facing the mirror. At 10 plus, the last artiste left from the piano room, and the entire vocal training area darkened.


    At 11, all the artistes from the dance studio also headed home. The security guard came by to check and switched off the lights of the rest of the practice rooms, leaving only his light on.


    Qi Xingchen left the practice room door slightly ajar for some airflow. The stream of light that poured out from the crack and the sounds of counting the beats was pronounced along the dark and quiet corridor.


    As soon as Bo Ye left his personal instrument room, he noticed the unusual activity. He followed the sounds over and stopped in front of the door crack.


    20 minutes passed, half an hour passed¡­¡­


    It was as if Qi Xingchen was tireless. Until a male voice suddenly disrupted his train of thought: ¡°You can¡¯t practice like this.¡±


    There was a trace of a drawl in the low magnetic voice, and Qi Xingchen¡¯s head almost exploded as soon as he heard it!


    This damned3 ¡­¡­ isn¡¯t this the damned voice of his idol?!


    He froze in place for a few seconds and turned around stiffly. The first thing that entered his field of vision was a pair of straight long legs. After that, his gaze shifted up to Bo Ye, who had his baseball cap pulled down low and was clasping his arms while slouching against the door.


    ¡°The dynamics4 are wrong, so it would be useless no matter how much you practice,¡± Bo Ye jutted his chin, ¡°Stop looking at me already. Replay the music, start afresh from the top.¡±


    Qi Xingchen turned back stiffly again, his head blank.


    He bowed his head and patted his face, blinking vigorously ¡ª This was the first time in his entire life seeing his idol alone. Even if he was fake, it still caught him off-guard.


    There were mirrors on both sides of the practice room, and all these small movements became conspicuous; Bo Ye raised his eyebrows at them. Fortunately, he did not have to wait for long before Qi Xingchen finally snapped back to reality and started to dance.


    With the idol supervising, in the first half Qi Xingchen danced as if he was a primary school student who was being watched like a hawk by his form teacher from the back of the classroom ¡ª you cannot say it was bad, but it was over conscious5, and you cannot say it was good either.


    ""


    Bo Ye found out where the problem was during the second half and walked over beside him while still clasping his arms. The performance script was rolled up, then used to whack his waist once.


    ¡°Your waist movement6 is not right.¡±


    When Qi Xingchen did a leg move, Bo Ye whacked7 his outer thigh, ¡°The movement of your leg is wrong, the thigh should drive the movement of the calf.¡±


    Qi Xingchen could only grit his teeth and bear with it since it was his idol who was whacking him.


    By the end of one dance, apart from anything above his neck, Qi Xingchen was pretty much hit all over.


    Bo Ye looked at Qi Xingchen who was standing as straight as a ramrod in front of him, but had drooping eyelids, ¡°¡­¡­Do you remember whatever I said just now?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­En.¡±


    ¡°Do the movement of 4234.¡±


    Qi Xingchen tried to follow according to the type of dynamic that Bo Ye had instructed and was not whacked this time round. However, he could see from the corner of his eyes that Bo Ye was not satisfied.


    Acrobatics and dance have different dynamics. Qi Xingchen had been learning acrobatics since he was five, and it would be extremely difficult to change something he had trained to the bone before.


    He knew about his shortcomings and did not blame Bo Ye for being dissatisfied. He slicked his sweat-soaked bangs back with a hand.


    ¡°Is this correct?¡± And he did it again very slowly.


    Bo Ye¡¯s strength was not in teaching others and was just thinking about how to translate his thoughts. Unexpectedly, this person broke the movement down into parts; moreover, the results were better than the previous time, showing that he was really thinking hard.


    He finally took a closer look at the other ¡ª after the youth had slicked back his hair, his entire face became unobstructed, revealing it to be not much bigger than a hand1.


    With single eyelids, a high nose bridge and a small chin, he appeared exceedingly clean and refreshing. His skin was clear and delicate, with no pores visible; it was a natural aspect2 for becoming a star.


    The kind of star that was endowed by the heavens3.


    With this kind of look, even if he went into acting as only a flower vase4, he would still attract people¡¯s attention. Why would he bother crossing the single-log bridge5 of an entertainer who sings and dances? Bo Ye did not ask, as he was not a nosy person.


    ¡°Almost there, come,¡± Bo Ye then placed his hand on Qi Xingchen¡¯s waist, ¡°Follow my hand and slowly twist your waist.¡±


    Qi Xingchen only felt the blood from his whole body rush to the area where both of them were in contact, and it was boiling.


    Especially when Bo Ye moved even closer, a refreshing fragrance attacked his sense of smell, causing him to be unable to focus.


    He took in a deep breath, forcing his heart to calm down. According to the pressure from Bo Ye¡¯s palm, he figured out the dynamics bit by bit.


    The results were quite remarkable. After two tries, Qi Xingchen was already very close to the original dance.


    ¡°Is it the same for the legs?¡± Qi Xingchen did a round of the leg movements with counts.


    ¡°Your comprehension is not bad.¡± Bo Ye unexpectedly nodded his head.


    Originally, it was as if he was pulled by something earlier, unconsciously walking into the practice room. But now, he felt that this trip was not for nothing.


    .


    With Bo Ye¡¯s guidance, Qi Xingchen very quickly learned this dance. When he arrived home with completely sweat-soaked clothes, the hour hand had already passed 2 am.


    He initially thought that the Qi family members would all be asleep, but he found that the living room was still lit.


    Qi Yunxiao, the original owner¡¯s big brother, the ¡°Chairman Qi¡± he saw when he woke up, was sitting in the living room reading documents.


    The reasons why Qi Xingchen chose to come home so late was first, dance practice, and second, to reduce contact with the Qi family members.


    He, who never had any relatives since young, was very not used to the sudden appearance of a bunch of people who treated him well.


    Hearing the door open, Qi Yunxiao placed his documents down, revealing the chiselled facial features that displayed his maturity, ¡°Xingxing, you¡¯re back. Hurry go to wash up and sleep ba.¡±


    Qi Xingchen bit the bullet and made a noise of agreement, ¡°Are you still going to be awake for a bit?¡±


    ¡°Seeing that you¡¯re back safely, I¡¯m going to sleep too.¡± Qi Yunxiao massaged between his brows.


    The original owner once told his family that they were not allowed to appear near Noah to prevent his identity from leaking. He reckoned it was because of this, that Qi Yunxiao did not dare to rush to Noah to fetch him and could only wait at home.


    Moreover, Qi Yunxiao did not ask about his whereabouts, or what he did, unlike the usual controlling family members. It was apparent that he respected his younger brother very much.


    With mixed emotions in his heart, Qi Xingchen whispered a ¡°goodnight¡± and went upstairs to his room.


    Following a day of sweating like the rain in the practice room, he slept very well that night. The next day, he happened to bump into Han Qing at the entrance of the company.


    There were a lot of people squatting at both sides of Noah¡¯s revolving doors, no matter male or female. Holding all sorts of cameras6, with dark circles under their eyes, you could tell with one look that they were the fansite masters7 and paparazzi.


    Han Qing had participated in a television talent show much earlier before, but was disqualified after the first round and did not have many fans, no different from a trainee. The original owner had shown his face in a web drama, but never got another drama again afterwards, and thus also had a ¡°No such person found¡± status.


    It goes without saying who these people were squatting for.


    Han Qing tsked, ¡°Xingxing, when do you think I can become like Senior Bo Ye and have this many fans waiting for me?¡±


    ¡°Having that many fans isn¡¯t necessarily a good thing. With the camera heads constantly shoved into your face, maybe it would still be tolerable for one or two days, but you¡¯ll get annoyed after a while.¡±


    ¡°Yep!¡± Han Qing agreed enthusiastically, ¡°Xingxing, let¡¯s say if you become really famous in the future, what would you do when faced with this sort of situation?¡±


    The exact same question was posted to Bo Ye by the media before. Qi Xingchen was reminded of his idol, and his eyes crinkled: ¡°Since I can enjoy the benefits of the traffic, then I must also be able to bear the troubles that it brings.¡±


    Han Qing glanced at Qi Xingchen, astonished. The two walked over to the elevators, but all three elevators were in use.


    During the boring wait for the elevator, Han Qing whispered: ¡°Xingxing, do you still remember what I told you about yesterday?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, why?¡±


    ¡°From a reliable news source, the variety show taken up was ¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·8, and the guest lineup will be announced in a few days.¡±


    What? Let¡¯s Budget Travel?


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s heart jolted ¡ª


    The male and female protagonists got acquainted in this very variety show!


    At the same time, under Qi Yuji¡¯s influence, Zhou Yu received the opportunity brought by Bo Ye. He then fell in love with the female protagonist during the filming of the show, letting Qi Yuji¡¯s character completely blacken.


    ¡­¡­ But according to the original work, the variety show was announced in half a month¡¯s time. Why was it brought forward ah?


    If the news was true, it was akin to the ¡°fast forward¡± button of his death progression being pressed. Sooner rather than later, his name would be printed on a tombstone!


    ¡°Xingxing, quick, stand properly, Senior Bo Ye is here.¡±


    In an unbelievably short amount of time, Han Qing¡¯s single elbow dragged him back from his thoughts. Qi Xingchen sucked in a deep breath and started strategizing countermeasures.


    From a distance, you could see Bo Ye fighting the same battle as yesterday: escaping the clutches of the crowd of fans and paparazzi at the door, then proceeding to stride towards the elevators.


    ¡°The more you look at Senior Bo Ye, the more handsome he looks. If you shoot a variety show together with him, all the other people would only serve as foils¡­¡­¡± Han Qing said, ¡°Xingxing, the other placement would definitely be fought tooth and nail over9. Who do you think would get it in the end?¡±


    Qi Xingchen said: ¡°I can¡¯t guess who, but I would like to give it a try.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Really?¡± Han Qing was bewildered, ¡°I thought you were not interested in variety shows?¡±


    ¡°Really.¡±


    Qi Xingchen was quick-witted. Calculating the amount of time needed for Bo Ye to walk over, he whispered in a tone that was three parts melancholic and seven parts wistful: ¡°Because I am a fan of Senior Bo Ye ah.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Han Qing was completely floored.


    Bo Ye who was about to walk to the elevator entrance and just so happened to overhear that sentence: ¡°???¡±

 CH 4

    With a ¡°ding¡±, the elevator arrived.


    Bo Ye shot a glance at Qi Xingchen and turned to enter the elevator car.


    Qi Xingchen acted as if he did not just make a shocking remark, and very brazenly dragged Han Qing, who was still questioning life, in as well.


    It was commonplace in the entertainment circle for Star A to be a fan of Star B, and there were even the winners in life who chased their idols onto their hukou.


    Especially with Bo Ye¡¯s current popularity, many acting veterans and old seniors have said they like him, hence QI Xingchen did not feel that this statement would arouse Bo Ye¡¯s suspicion.


    He said that in order to get closer to Bo Ye. He was originally prepared to plan slowly, who knew that the plot event would be brought forward this much. He could only speed up If he did not wish to die.


    Furthermore, he must grasp the position in¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡· and must certainly not let Zhou Yu and the female protagonist meet. He needed to get closer to observe the male and female protagonists¡¯ movements, such that he could save himself the moment anything happened.


    During the elevator¡¯s ascent, Bo Ye did not show any indication. From the reflection of the walls of the elevator, Qi Xingchen could make out faintly that he kept looking straight ahead, and was unable to guess what he was thinking.


    The dance practice room was on the sixth floor. After getting off the elevator, Han Qing patted his chest, ¡°Holy crap, that was f*cking suffocating! Since when did you like Bo Ye? Why don¡¯t I know about it?¡±


    Qi Xingchen felt that this statement was ambiguous, ¡°Not that kind of ¡®like¡¯, it¡¯s the like fans have for their idols.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t even say it was the other kind of like¡­¡­ Wasn¡¯t your idol James1?¡±


    ¡°It changed,¡± Qi Xingchen came up with a random excuse, ¡°Yesterday night after you left, Senior Bo Ye just happened to walk past the practice room and gave a few pointers when he saw I was dancing incorrectly. I thought he was good-looking, had a lot of strengths, and was also caring towards his juniors, so I was immediately converted into a fan.¡±


    ""


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Han Qing felt so frustrated that he could cry. He badly regretted not staying behind yesterday night as he could have been given pointers by Bo Ye at close range.


    Especially when he saw that Qi Xingchen improved by leaps and bounds, he could not stop grumbling under his breath.


    ¡°Growth has always been a lonely path. Reflection and practice are much more important compared to some pointers,¡± Qi Xingchen rolled up the trouser legs of his sweatpants to reveal his white slender ankles, while interrupting him, ¡°Little Qing, play the music and dance with me 10 times first.¡±


    Han Qing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Mom, I¡¯m going to die la!


    The boys at this age are like this: if he practised by himself, his willpower would be weak and would end up slacking off easily. However, if there was someone else pulling him to do it together, he would endure it to the end just for his pride.


    They danced till Han Qing felt like his soul had left his body. He could see that even though Qi Xingchen was already very proficient, he still spared no effort finding the correct angles or pinpointing positions of his arms again and again. He did not wish to admit defeat at this point either.


    When the 10 rounds ended, Han Qing laid like a beached starfish on the floor: ¡°Xingxing, were you possessed by some demon or ghost? You¡¯re suddenly so hardworking.¡±


    ¡°If we don¡¯t work hard, how will we be able to practice till proficiency?¡± Qi Xingchen threw a bottle of sports drink at Han Qing, ¡°Get up, let¡¯s do it 5 more times.¡±


    Han Qing: ¡°¡­¡­F*ck.¡±


    A small artiste with no activities has way too much time. For the entire afternoon, Qi Xingchen dragged Han Qing and ended up spending several hours in the piano room.


    Near dinner time, Han Qing ran out to take a call. When he came back, his entire being looked radiant. He waved his handphone at Qi Xingchen: ¡°Xingxing, after 2 months, my manager finally remembered about me la!¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s an announcement?¡±


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    ¡°Nope, it¡¯s about the selection for ¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·,¡± Han Qing gave a sly smile, ¡°He said that he sent my information to the producer. If I get chosen this time around, we¡¯ll be steady from now on.¡±


    As a matter of fact, Han Qing¡¯s attributes2 are not bad;  his features can be considered as cute, and his singing capabilities are above average. He was only lacking an opportunity, if not, it would have been no problem for him to become a B or C-lister.


    After Han Qing was done being happy, he asked Qi Xingchen: ¡°Xingxing, did you receive any news?¡±


    Qi Xingchen shook his head.


    ¡°If I can go for the selection, you definitely can go for it too. Wait for a bit longer ba.¡±


    Unfortunately, Qi Xingchen continued to wait until 9 pm and still did not receive any kind of notice.


    Unwilling to sit and wait, he dialled the original owner¡¯s manager, Du Lanxin, directly.


    No one answered the first time. When the second call was going to hang up automatically, Du Lanxin¡¯s voice droned from the speaker, ¡°Speak quickly, don¡¯t delay my meal.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Xin-jie3,¡± Qi Xingchen went straight to the point, ¡°I wish to participate in the selection for ¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·.¡±


    There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. ¡°Are you Qi Xingchen?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Then what are you dreaming for? Weight how much you are worth yourself first.¡±


    ""


    Once she finished speaking, Du Lanxin seemed to feel that her words were too rude, ¡°Qi Xingchen, don¡¯t blame me for speaking offensively. Maimang TV¡¯s4 hottest variety show is not something that you can join as you please, you know that right?¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± Qi Xingchen answered.


    (CW: Some mentions of how the entertainment circle works. The very morally dubious methods.)


    ¡°Then I will also tell you frankly that the first time I spotted you at your school, your appearance had already caught my attention. At first, I genuinely wanted to groom you well, but who would have thought that you were this uncomprehending of the rules.¡±


    She paused: ¡°If a newcomer wishes to climb up the ranks, paying some price is a must ¡ª For example, the gathering that I brought you to last year was full of rich older women5. Casually latching onto any one of them would have given you resources, yet you made excuses to run away.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have the life of a prince, yet you have prince syndrome6,¡± Du Lanxin sneered, ¡°Based on your background, the most expensive thing your entire being has is your face. Who are you pretending to be noble and virtuous for? At the very end, aren¡¯t you the only one suffering?¡±


    ¡°Furthermore, you aren¡¯t losing anything as a man if you attend to those rich women. Jiejie7 cares a lot about you and thus didn¡¯t send you to perverted gays. But look at you, completely getting me wrong instead.¡±


    ¡°Ai, wasted all of my painstaking efforts.¡±


    Du Lanxin then sighed pretentiously, while Qi Xingchen¡¯s eyes darkened further and further.


    Compared to the original owner who had a wealthy family background and could be rebellious enough to decide he must make a living for himself, this Qi Xingchen who had to go through all kinds of difficulties8 as a child to grow up actually understood the ¡°grown-up rules¡± that Du Lanxin mentioned very well.


    But¡ª


    ¡°Xin-jie,¡± Qi Xingchen fought hard to suppress his anger and tried his best to let his voice sound calm, ¡°It is not a sin to be poor, nor is it a reason to sell my body or soul. To succeed, there isn¡¯t only this shortcut of climbing into others beds.¡±


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    Hearing the youth¡¯s words, Du Lanxin could not help but think back to the Qi Xingchen who had called and cursed at her with ¡°nasty b*tch¡±, ¡°dead old pimp9¡°, ¡°I hope you get hit by a car and die¡± after escaping from the banquet. She was highly sceptical and wondered if this call was made by someone else.


    She smacked her lips together and taunted him: ¡°Then what other path do you have?¡±


    ¡°As long as you help me sign up,¡± Qi Xingchen pretended to accommodate her in order to preserve himself, ¡°I won¡¯t keep a single cent of the money earned from variety shows10 this year. All of it will be given to you11. Would this work for you12?¡±


    Give all of it?


    One does not reject free cash. Besides, it is just sending the material to the producer¡¯s mailbox with a flick of her hand. Du Lanxin¡¯s mood became lively in an instant and readily agreed.


    .


    Once the deal was successful, Du Lanxin was the first to hang up. Qi Xingchen transferred out the recording of the call and played it back. After confirming that he did not record wrongly or leave out anything, he slumped back heavily onto the chair.


    A manager who procures their artistes was so despicable, so disgusting that he came close to smashing his phone. As the opportunity in front of him could only be given by Du Lanxin, he could only endure it until now.


    He drank a mouthful of water to calm down, then opened Weibo, logged on to the Weibo account he registered two days ago and followed1 Bo Ye and Bo Ye¡¯s super topic2.


    He then very smoothly collected the daily sign-in bonus3 of the super topic, sharing comments and completed other such popularity tasks, and finally sent his very first Weibo post.


    ¡ªYearning through the entire night: ¡¾I fell in love with a fairy that fell into the mortal realm.¡¿


    5 minutes later, his second:


    ¡ªYearning through the entire night: ¡¾I heard from a friend that Ye-ge4is going to be on this season¡¯s ¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·. Very excited for it [cute] [cute]5¡¿


    Soon there were replies from fans who were browsing through the super topic:


    ¡¾Is this true?¡¿


    ¡¾So obvious that your friend is fake6, get out rumourmonger ¡¿


    ¡¾Sister¡¯s ID is from ¡°Lovers resent the long nights, and yearn for one another through the night¡±7 right? How romantic!¡¿


    ¡¾Oh, a certain TV is here to rub off the heat again. Please, spend some more money next time and buy some water troops8 as followers, ok9 or not? ¡¿


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Looking at his data of ¡± Following 1, Followers 0¡å, he really had overlooked this.


    He opened Taobao10. Using the original owner¡¯s bank card, he gallantly bought 30 thousand live followers, immediately switching back to Weibo to search up his name.


    The first account that jumped out was his main account, verified as Noah Entertainment¡¯s artiste.


    Follower count: 23k.


    Qi Xingchen sunk into deep thought ¡ª the number of followers from his main account was not even larger than his side account with the purchased followers. How did the original owner mess it up this badly?


    He poked into his main page again¡­¡­it was clean and empty with very few Weibo posts. The last post was published more than half a year ago.


    Afraid that newcomers do not know how to navigate their speech well11, the original owner¡¯s Weibo had always been operated by his manager. From the looks of it now, ever since the original owner offended Du Lanxin, Du Lanxin has not helped him with his business.


    If his manager did not want to help, he would just have to do it himself. Fortunately, the phone number the Weibo account was linked to was the original owner¡¯s, and he was able to change the password very easily.


    Next, he found an angle that he felt was not bad and took a selfie, edited it on Weibo, then sent it out.


    ¡ªQi Xingchen: ¡¾Heh, Starlights12, long time no see.¡¿


    .


    For the money, Du Lanxin was very efficient. He received the selection notice at daybreak, and he prepared for it at home the entire morning.


    Because they would only select from those in Noah, there was no pomp from the variety show producers. Together with the general director, a group of people gathered in force at Noah.


    At 14:00, outside the top floor conference room were 10+ small artistes either stretching their muscles or memorising scripts. Han Qing lugged Qi Xingchen along while babbling, but Qi Xingchen let the words go into one ear and out the other, keeping a watchful eye on Zhou Yu¡¯s movements.


    Zhou Yu hummed a song for a bit, eyes sweeping around shiftily, then walked to the window at the end of the corridor and took out his phone.


    ¡°Hey, Yuji, did you miss me?¡±


    ¡°Do your nails less13, it¡¯s not good for your health. What am I doing? The show¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡· came to Noah to select people, I¡¯m currently waiting for my selection interview.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, of course, I would really like to be on this show. Since I didn¡¯t manage to go for fashion week this time around, if I get chosen, I will charter a flight to bring you to the North Pole to see the Northern Lights.¡±


    ¡°You know the producer? That¡¯s really¡ª¡±


    ¡°Yu-ge, you¡¯re also here for the interview?¡±


    Before he could finish speaking, a voice interrupted him.


    Zhou Yu heard who it was, and his anger immediately flared up, ¡°Qi Xingchen, can¡¯t you see that I¡¯m on the phone?¡±


    ¡°Sorry Yu-ge, I couldn¡¯t see it from behind,¡± Qi Xingchen said weakly, ¡°It¡¯s my fault, don¡¯t be mad.¡±


    Once he was done, Qi XIngchen left quietly. Qi Yuji, who was on the other end of the call, heard that someone dared to shout at her dearest14 didi and was so pissed that she immediately hung up!


    The Qi family is involved in a wide variety of industries, including investments in the entertainment industry, and they are thus well-connected to others. The reason behind Zhou Yu scheming to get close to Qi Yuji was to get these resources.


    He was dumbfounded and tried to call her back a few times, but the calls were all rejected.


    The duck that was right by his mouth flew away. What was more loathsome was that he did not even know why it flew away. Zhou Yu was cursing in his heart that women were so problematic while he was shoved with gritted teeth into the conference room by his manager.


    Very obviously, his expression was not good when he came out.


    The next person was Han Qing, and when he came out, he looked like it went well. He went to Qi Xingchen¡¯s side to cheer him on: ¡°Xingxing, it was not difficult at all. Don¡¯t be nervous when you go in, your idol will be in there looking at you!¡±


    ¡°Bo Ye is also present?¡±


    ¡°En, after all, he is the main cast in this season,¡± Han Qing winked, ¡°I wish you success in chasing your star!¡±


    It did not matter if he succeeded or now, he only wanted to be ¡°chased¡± into the show. When it was down to the last few people for interviewing, the assistant director came out to call his name.


    Qi Xingchen carried a bag in. The first row in the conference room was almost completely filled, with Bo Ye and two middle-aged men sitting right in the middle.


    Today, Bo Ye wore a dark coloured jacket with jeans and did not get his makeup or hair done. But after putting on a cap and a mask, he was still so dazzling that it was impossible to look at him directly.


    He raised his head to look at Qi Xingchen. Thoughts of the hand placed on his waist two days ago inexplicably arose in Qi Xingchen¡¯s head, and he lowered his head to rub the tip of his nose.


    ""


    ¡°You are Qi Xingchen right?¡± The director was very pleased with his outer appearance, his stern face finally revealing a smile, ¡°Relax a bit. Showcase for us a bit of yourself.¡±


    All the people before had showcased nothing more than: Hello director, I am xxx and my strengths are in singing, dancing, performing¡­¡­ The director did not hold any expectations for this part15.


    ¡°Okay,¡± Qi Xingchen responded with a clear and bright voice unique to youths. He then placed his backpack down and took out a stack of bowls from within.


    ¡°Then I will perform a Pagoda of Bowls16 for everyone ba.¡±


    The director: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    What did you17 say???


    The author has something to say18:


    Qi Xingchen: Hello everyone, I am all-rounded.

 CH 5

    Not only the director but the entire room was astonished.


    What the hell was a Pagoda of Bowls? Was it the kind of acrobatics we saw when we were young?


    When the web was still underdeveloped, everyone would choose to go to theatres to watch operas and acrobatics during their leisure time. But it was already 2020 now, and there was still someone who knows how to do this1?


    Furthermore, the young lad standing in front looked like he was only 20 years old, where did he even learn acrobatics from? He wasn¡¯t speaking nonsense just to attract attention, was he?


    Seeing the director not utter a word, Qi Xingchen asked: ¡°May I begin performing?¡±


    ¡°Go ahead.¡± Without waiting for the director to speak, Bo Ye answered for him.


    Acrobatics is not just about skill and technique, it also focuses on keeping the balance between strength and aesthetics.


    Qi Xingchen took off his shoes, took a step back with his left leg and placed a stack of bowls on the crown of his head. Starting a traditional Chinese song, he bowed slightly and gave a salute to the crowd in the conference room.


    The moment he finished his salutations, he suddenly whipped his hand upwards. A bowl left his fingers and landed firmly into the stack of bowls on the crown of his head!


    Throughout the entire movement, he did not even adjust his position to catch it, as if he was just throwing something casually.


    No matter whether one was an expert or a layman, everyone could see from this action that was done with ease that he was not just attracting attention and learning on the go.


    There was definitely a very strong foundation!


    As the rhythm of the music slowly speeded up, he did traditional Chinese dance while tossing a few more bowls towards his head. Next, after a heavy drum beat, he leaned his upper body forward and stretched his left leg up behind, forming an ¡°Exploring the Sea¡± pose2.


    At the moment of the next heavy drum beat, he tossed a bowl backwards. A miraculous thing happened ¡ª this bowl landed exactly on the heart of the sole of his foot3, not even missing by an inch!


    A second one, a third one, a fourth one¡­¡­ He would throw out a bowl at every drum beat and every bowl would land exactly onto the stack without any error. The crowd watched till they were dizzied and even forgot to cheer.


    Once the song ended, Qi Xingchen, whose head and left4 foot had stacks of bowls, remained nailed in place. His face was not red nor was he panting; the tail of his eyes and the tips of his brow raised in a smile as he gave a slight nod ahead of him.


    ¡°¡­¡­Fuck,¡± the producer could not help but burst out in foul language, ¡°This is way too amazing. Little Liu, go help him to bring down the bowls.¡±


    ¡°Clap clap clap ¡ª¡°


    Only then did the crowd recover, and with the director leading it, a round of applause rang inside the conference room.


    Qi Xingchen bowed deeply and expressed his thanks. There were still others waiting behind him, and he did not wish to hold others up, quickly packing up his bowls to run out.


    Not even a few steps away, someone called out behind him: ¡± Qi Xingchen, come back here.¡±


    It was Bo Ye. Qi Xingchen turned his head back to gaze at him.


    ¡°¡­¡­ You didn¡¯t wear your shoes.¡± Bo Ye indicated towards his feet.


    ¡°Oh, thank you.¡±


    .


    Qi Xingchen was not that satisfied with this performance.


    Acrobatics demands a high degree of balancing ability and flexibility of the body. There was still a disparity between this body and the real-life him, resulting in him only bringing half of his skills into full play today.


    Han Qing was waiting outside all this while. Seeing his exit, he walked towards the elevator shaft with him, ¡°Xingxing, did you perform okay?¡±


    ¡°Just average.¡±


    ¡°Heh, so what if you perform well?¡± At this instant, Zhou Yu walked towards him head-on, ¡°With your capabilities, can you even be chosen by the programme group?¡±


    Zhou Yu performed before Han Qing and Qi Xingchen, so logically, he should have already gone home or back to the practice room for training by now.


    His appearance here was very likely5 because he bore a grudge towards Qi Xingchen for disrupting him from apple-polishing Qi Yuji, and he specially waited to pick on him.


    Qi Xingchen laughed sardonically: ¡°Even if I can¡¯t, don¡¯t tell me a boy toy6 like you who relies on women to pull a few strings can do it?¡±


    Zhou Yu was originally a model, but he managed to transfer from a small company to Noah through Qi Yuji. He never filmed more than two dramas and his performance was ordinary.


    By ruining Zhou Yu¡¯s plan of seeking Qi Yuji for help, Qi Xingchen was basically certain that he would not be chosen.


    Too lazy to deal with him, Qi Xingchen bumped into his shoulder while brushing past and walked directly into the elevator.


    Zhou Yu reeled backwards from the bump. He could not figure out how this person who called out ¡°Yu-ge¡± this or ¡°Yu-ge¡± that not long ago, could change faces in such a short amount of time. He rushed up: ¡°Qi Xingchen, if you have the f*cking guts, repeat that again!¡±


    ¡°Your request is certainly unique,¡± Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows, ¡°Sure, I¡¯ll repeat it again. Regardless of whether or not I have the capability to be chosen, at least I competed fair and square, unlike you who used sweet talk to coax your girlfriend to find a backdoor7 for you.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zhou Yu was so angry that he started getting mouthy, ¡°Only poor motherf*ckers who cannot find backers would make such snarky remarks. Who in the circle isn¡¯t like this? It is also my ability if I can find someone to help me!¡±


    Hearing the noise, the people along the corridor looked over curiously, displaying an entertaining range of facial expressions.


    Some of them were just watching it unfold, some were gloating, and some have been unhappy with Zhou Yu or Qi Xingchen for a long while and were dying for the both of them to disappear in an earth-shattering event8.


    The only reaction no one expressed was disdain at Zhou Yu¡¯s words.


    Society was like this, full of superficial people9. Being able to live well was a capability, no one cared about how you went about ¡°living well¡±.


    Qi Xingchen did not wish to have onlookers and pressed the down call button for the elevator: ¡°I can¡¯t choose how I was born, but I can choose how I wish to live from then on. Pardon me for being unable to share your views.¡±


    ¡°You- you¡­¡­¡± Zhou Yu¡¯s face turned livid and ¡°you¡±ed for half a day without ¡°you¡±ing out the rest of the sentence.


    Unexpectedly, he could not refute him.


    Looking at the growing number of onlookers, he suddenly felt that he had lost all face. Not caring about anything else, he raised his fist to hit Qi Xingchen!


    Qi Xingchen did not dodge or give way. Just when the fist was about to smash into his face, a tall figure suddenly flashed in front of him.


    ¡ª Bo Ye grabbed Zhou Yu¡¯s wrist with ease and said coldly: ¡°Did you eat up1 all of the company¡¯s rules and regulations?¡±


    Once he was done speaking, he flung Zhou Yu¡¯s wrist aside and stepped into the elevator that opened right at that moment with his assistant.


    Qi Xingchen did not expect the male protagonist to help him out at all and remained stupefied in place.


    ¡°¡­¡­What are you gawking at?¡±


    Bo Ye frowned2 and asked in a low voice: ¡°Are you coming in or not?¡±


    .


    That very same frown. Qi Xingchen had seen it on his idol Bo Ye¡¯s face countless times.


    Bo Ye was an impatient person ¡ª for a very long period of time, the media and anti-fans who thrived on chaos3 refused to let go of this point. They spread rumours of him throwing his weight around, scowling at fans, forgetting himself once he became famous.


    Only his fans or ¡°Night Skies¡±4 know that if there were only two parts to his tenderness, then one part would be given to the music and dance that he loved.


    The other part would be wholly given to ¡°Night Skies¡±.


    He did not even treat himself as well as he treated his fans.


    Face flushed with embarrassment and anger5, Zhou Yu fled from the scene via the fire escape after being caught by Bo Ye.


    Qi Xingchen walked into the elevator in a daze. It wasn¡¯t until they reached the 6th floor that he reacted, saying sheepishly: ¡°Thank you.¡±


    ¡°No problem, just remember to wear your shoes after performing next time.¡± Bo Ye said.


    ¡°¡­¡­Okay.¡±


    ¡°Also¡ª¡± Bo Ye paused, ¡°If another person attempts to hit you again, don¡¯t just stand there. I might not be around next time.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­En,¡± Qi Xingchen rubbed the tips of his ears that were growing hot, ¡°I got it.¡±


    In reality, he purposely did not dodge just now. If Zhou Yu really dared to hit him, he could then take the video recording to Qi Yuji, and let Qi Yuji see the slag man¡¯s true colours.


    Losing this chance was alright, he could still wait for the next. Qi Xingchen went back to the practice room to continue training, while the image of Bo Ye frowning kept flashing in front of his eyes.


    As the saying goes, when drawing a tiger, it is easy to draw its skin but difficult to draw its bone structure6; when one is asked to depict him based upon certain defining features, it would be easy to outline his physical appearance, but very difficult to fully describe his aura.


    He read the original text; it was describing how much Tao Tao was spoiled by the male protagonist and supporting characters throughout. All of the men were just plot devices7, thus the author hardly described the details of the male protagonist.


    So¡­¡­ Why were the male protagonist and the real Bo Ye so similar to each other?


    .


    When he reached home at night, Qi Yunxiao was reading documents in the living room as expected. Other than him, there was also Qi Yuji who had applied a face mask and was constantly dozing off.


    ¡°You¡¯re back, Xingxing,¡± Qi Yunxiao said, ¡°You just got discharged from the hospital, don¡¯t tire yourself out lately. Quickly go and sleep ba.¡±


    ¡°Wait!¡± Hearing her younger brother¡¯s name, as if Qi Yuji¡¯s soul returned, she scrambled up from the chaise longue8, ¡°Xingxing, you participated in that variety show¡¯s selection too?¡¯


    ¡°En.¡±


    ¡°You ah,¡± Qi Yuji stood on tiptoes to poke his forehead, ¡°If you wanted to get onto the show, why didn¡¯t you tell Da ge9? Da ge knows MaimangTV¡¯s boss, and I know the producer¡¯s daughter. Why would you work so hard by yourself for a selection?¡±


    Although her words sounded reproachful, her tone was warm and gentle, full of concern. Qi Xingchen felt a little uncomfortable and took a step back, ¡°I want to try it out on my own.¡±


    The original owner made a death order, not allowing his family members to help him out or reveal his identity without permission. This was also why Qi Yuji only hung up the phone on Zhou Yu and did not tell Zhou Yu that he was cursing out his own younger brother-in-law.


    ¡°Okay then. You must tell us if you need anything.¡±


    AD


    Scared that her younger brother would do something rebellious again, Qi Yuji did not dare to say much. She could only pat away the dust on Qi Xingchen¡¯s body for him, ¡°Which car did you drive back? How come your cuffs are dirty?¡±


    ¡°I took the bus back home.¡±


    ¡°?¡± Qi Yuji and Qi Yunxiao were both shocked. They shot a glance at each other, then took out their phones at the same time to send messages to the car dealers they knew.


    Qi Xingchen did not know what they were doing and took advantage of this interval to escape back into his room. After washing up, he collapsed on his bed and opened the Weibo app that he did not look at for the entire day. He logged into his side account first.


    The purchased live followers were all intact. Other than that, 7 accounts that were identified as ¡°Night Skies¡± from their ID followed him, and 3 of them had forwarded his expos¨¦ Weibo post.


    En, still okay. At least it was better than no splash at all.


    He switched over to his main account in relief. Surprisingly, there were actually 40+ replies under the picture he posted on his main account!


    Some were asking where he went for most of the last 6 months; some suspected that he was kidnapped and asked him to blink if he was; some guessed if he was finally out to do activities.


    The most liked reply was just a simple sentence:


    ¡¾It¡¯s good that you¡¯re back, we have always been here.¡¿


    He chose to upload a selfie yesterday to accumulate popularity. As long as his popularity rises, he could then get closer to the male and female protagonist.


    From transmigrating into the book till now, his brain was full of thoughts on how to survive or what are the next steps to take to save his life. But when he saw this sentence, he abruptly realised that he was more than just himself now.


    He was also a little-known artiste.


    He was also the idol of dozens of girls.


    Like how he liked Bo Ye, those girls liked him, too.


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s nose was stinging a bit while replying to each and every one of the 40+ comments. When he typed till his fingers were stiff, his phone started vibrating.


    It was a call from Du Lanxin, her voice was both dumbfounded and surprised, ¡°Yoh10, kid, did you step in dog sh*t11 or something? You were actually chosen!¡±


    The author has something to say:


    Bo Ye: My fan¡¯s performance ability is stronger than mine, how do I beat him?

 CH 6

    As the name suggests, ¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡· was a travel programme. It accurately captured the audience¡¯s desire to watch big-name celebrities facing defeat and embarrassing themselves, by specialising in dumping celebrities into remote and desolate places1 or places that required high levels of spending, then providing them with a scant amount of travel funds. The programme would then film the celebrity guests throughout their twisted travels full of challenges and adversities, as well as quarrels and catfights.


    When this programme was being planned, MaimangTV wanted to develop it into the company¡¯s flagship variety show. All of the invited guests in the first season were either A-listers or the most talked-about celebrities to give its announcement traction. Once the show aired, it instantly took first place on the topic ranking of variety shows that year.


    By this year when the programme had run until its 4th season, the amount of following it had was already dropping. The production side somehow managed to reach a settlement with Noah and invited the legendary hotshot Bo Ye onto the show.


    According to the original text, there was a personal relationship between Bo Ye and the producer, and he joined in order to help the variety show. However, during yesterday¡¯s interview, Qi Xingchen clearly saw that Bo Ye was in fact not familiar with the producer beside him.


    In short, everything was a mystery.


    From the next week onwards, he would have to leave home for a long period of time. During breakfast, Qi Xingchen broke the news of him filming the variety show to the Qi family.


    ¡°Is it that budget travel variety show?¡± Qi Yuji placed down the teacup in her hands, ¡°I thought you were just signing up for fun, you¡¯re not really going for it, are you?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°I¡¯m really going.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve seen a bit of that variety show, it¡¯s too hard,¡± Qi Yuji became sick with worry, ¡°You have a weak body, would you be able to stand it? Let¡¯s go to the mall together later to buy some things for you to bring along ba.¡±


    Doing exactly what she said she would do, Qi Yuji dragged Qi Xingchen out the moment they finished their meal. Just as they entered the underground garage, two luxury cars parked side-by-side almost blinded Qi Xingchen¡¯s eyes.


    There was a silver Rolls Royce2 and a grey Koenigsegg3. Qi Yuji flipped her hair, ¡°You should have told jiejie that you got tired of driving your previous car, what are you taking the bus for? Both of them are yours, choose which one you¡¯d like to drive today.¡±


    She was fluttering her eyelashes when she said this, seeming to be a bit nervous. Qi Xingchen pointed at the slightly more low-profile Rolls Royce.


    The corners of her mouth drooped down all at once.


    Qi Xingchen saw this situation and immediately tried to remedy it: ¡°This car has an even number, with today¡¯s restrictions4, we should drive the one beside it with the odd number instead.¡±


    ¡°YEAH!¡± Qi Yuji roared at WeChat5 happily, ¡°Da ge, Xingxing likes my car more! I won this time!¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°Oh right, Xingxing did you forget? The cars of our Qi family never have car plate restrictions on them. ¡° Qi Yuji pursed her lips in a sweet smile, ¡°Let¡¯s go!¡±


    .


    As the rich and powerful family in a Mary-Sue novel, the Qi family really did not need to follow the rules of the car plate restriction. Even when there was a traffic jam on the road, Qi Yuji instructed the driver: ¡°Old Zhang, call Officer Li to send cars to clear the road.¡±


    ¡°No need,¡± Qi Xingchen was alarmed for a few seconds, then hurried to stop her, ¡°The jam in front is not that bad, we can get past it in less than ten minutes, don¡¯t delay the others.¡±


    ¡°I just wanted to spend more time with you, because it was so difficult to make you agree to go out with me.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­But still, there is no need to call the traffic police,¡± Qi Xingchen looked at the face full of flattery of his jiejie and said helplessly, ¡°I won¡¯t go to the company today, I¡¯ll spend the entire day with you.¡±


    ¡°WAH!!!¡± Qi Yuji could not be any happier and started planning what to do today.


    The first stop she brought Qi Xingchen to was a high-end retail store, and when she stepped in, she shouted: ¡°The clothes ordered for my family¡¯s Xingxing have all arrived, right?¡±


    The boss pulled out two 3-meter-long display racks from the thermostatic repository.


    At the salon which was the second stop, after entering through the door, 4 hostesses and 4 bodyguards took the card that Qi Yuji handed over. It was even more serious than an espionage meeting.


    Qi Xingchen did not know what they were doing, and Qi Yuji explained: ¡°This salon has a membership system, and only 200 membership cards are given out in the whole H City. The vetting of members is quite strict, where only the highborn and public figures who have reached a certain social rank can be admitted ¡ª for example, Bo Ye. He is the only artiste member in H City.¡±


    As it turns out, all of the hairdressers of the top public figures were this fastidious. Qi Xingchen was pressed onto the massage chair in a mini booth by Qi Yuji.


    His eyes closed, and when they opened, his hairstyle had changed.


    Ever since the original owner was hospitalised, Qi Xingchen¡¯s hair had been unkempt. This time, the styling consultant helped him to cut his hair shorter and dyed it a deep brown colour, making his already fair skin look even whiter.


    At this moment, the director¡¯s assistant of¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·asked him for a photo for the official announcement. Qi Xingchen raised his phone up and pressed the shutter button with a ¡°click¡±.


    ¡°Oh my, you look really good on the iPhone front camera,¡± the stylist¡¯s eyes shone with admiration, ¡°Second young master Qi, do you mind if the shop uses this photo as a reference picture?¡±


    Qi Xingchen did not mind at all, and he sent a copy of the photo to both the director¡¯s assistant and the hairdresser.


    At 9 pm, the programme group announced the first group of guests:


    ¡ª ¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·Season 4 Official Weibo: Ripe peaches6 in the summer, the brightest star7 in the Milky Way. All that is sweet and wonderful are tied between you both. Welcome, @Tao [email protected] Xingchen.


    [Picture][Picture]


    Not long after, the fans who have been waiting for the official announcement exploded.


    ¡¾F*ck me, this face! This figure! Where did this fairy little brother8 come from? Within 3 minutes, Lao niang9 must get all of his information! ¡¿


    .


    In just one short afternoon, Qi Xingchen¡¯s Weibo was almost bursting with all the new fans.


    In reality, there were not that many, only around 30 thousand of them. But the clocked number of comments under his previous photo had already reached more than a thousand. He picked a few to reply to first but realised afterwards that he really couldn¡¯t reply to all of them and gave up.


    Qi Yuji still thought it was not enough, hence while choosing a face mask for him, she was pressing her phone furiously, ¡°Xingxing, the number of your fans are actually less than Tao Tao¡¯s by a few hundred thousand! I¡¯ll buy you a hot search10 to get some fans.¡±


    ¡°?¡± Qi Xingchen frantically stopped her, ¡°Don¡¯t buy it!¡±


    Qi Yuji: ¡°¡­¡­Wu wu wu11 I already bought it. Sorry Xingxing, I¡¯ll retract it then.¡±


    He never thought that her hands would be that quick. Qi Xingchen was speechless at that moment.


    ¡°How much did it cost to buy a hot search?¡± He asked.


    Qi Yuji looked aggrieved: ¡°600 thousand.12¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Then just leave it ba, I don¡¯t have that many fans anyways, the hot search would go down soon.¡±


    Qi Xingchen was right. Because there was no fan interaction to maintain the heat, he stayed on the hot search for 3 hours before his ranking slowly slid down. In these 3 hours, the number of fans increased by 3 times, reaching 150 thousand.


    Qi Xingchen sucked in a breath13. Is this the power of capital?


    On Friday, the programme team informed Qi Xingchen to go to MaimangTV for the first commentary1 interview.


    Towards an artiste like him, who is practically so invisible2 that he cannot be seen, the company did not provide a minivan3. Du Lanxin used her own car to fetch him there, then did not stop nagging4 in the waiting hall outside the studio:


    ¡°The one they are recording later is a short introduction video, mainly to let the audience become familiar with you. Any funny punchlines or baggage, vigorously shake them all out. You must not hide or tuck them away.¡±


    ¡°Tell them your age and height according to the Baidu5 encyclopedia ¡ª you should know it yourself; your age remains the same, but your height has increased by 3cm.¡±


    ¡°Say what you should say, don¡¯t say anything you shouldn¡¯t. Don¡¯t reveal your working-class family background. The audience now likes the tall, rich and handsome type, and not the grassroots type. If you are asked about it, just shake your head; the host would not put you on the spot.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­I said so much, were you even listening?¡± Qi Xingchen remained silent and Du Lanxin got angry, ¡°Are you turning a deaf ear to my words? And what about your face and hair, you didn¡¯t do your hair and makeup?¡±


    Du Lanxing was 30+ this year. Due to her visits to the red-light district6 year in, year out, her figure became extremely out of shape7; the fat on her face shook whenever she talked. Qi Xingchen glanced at her, then immediately turned his head.


    ¡°I don¡¯t have a stylist.¡±


    Du Lanxin choked, indeed, she had actually forgotten about this after not bumping into Qi Xingchen for more than half a year.


    He must have his hair and makeup done for this, as she was still ordering this new money tree8 to earn income! She stopped the production assistant who was hurriedly pushing a light reflector screen towards the studio: ¡°Hey chap, my artiste was in a hurry and didn¡¯t do his makeup. Call your makeup artist over in a moment.¡±


    ¡°Sure,¡± the production assistant was blocked by the light reflector and did not even see who it was in front clearly. He carelessly agreed, ¡°Just wait for me to set this thing ¡ª aiyoh!¡±


    Right when he said that, he did not see the wires on the floor, accidentally tripping over them, and his body tilted forward together with the board!


    ""


    Qi Xingchen was seated on the bench directly in front of him, and all he saw was a dark black mass plummeting towards his head. It was too late to think of dodging.


    He raised his arms to protect his head, then thought to himself I won¡¯t be crushed to death here because I changed the plot, right? But after waiting for a while, he realised he did not feel any pain.


    Opening his eyes, he saw Bo Ye gripping the light reflector board with one hand, and supporting the production assistant with the other.


    He probably just rushed over from another set and could not conceal the exhaustion in his voice: ¡°Be careful.¡±


    ¡°Thank you, thank you.¡±


    The production assistant promptly bowed. Only when he straightened up did he realise who was supporting him, and he immediately let out a groundhog-like scream9: ¡°AHHHHH Are you Bo Ye?! I saw Bo Ye with my own two eyes AHHH!!!¡±


    With trembling hands, he fished out a pen from his pocket, ¡°I- I really really like you¡­¡­ Could- could you give me an autograph?¡±


    Instead of replying, Bo Ye turned to Qi Xingchen, ¡°Are you okay?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°I¡¯m alright.¡±


    ¡°Good,¡± Bo Ye turned back, ¡°Where do I sign?¡±


    The production assistant did not have a notebook on hand, in the end, he let Bo Ye sign on his clothes. Qi Xingchen inspected the writing. It was exactly the same as the signed albums in his collection.


    One could reckon that Du Lanxin wanted to worm her way into being friends10with Bo Ye, approaching Bo Ye¡¯s side after waiting for the production assistant to leave. However, as soon as she thought of how to phrase the words and was about to open her mouth, Bo Ye turned towards Qi Xingchen again: ¡°No stylist?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­En.¡±


    ¡°Follow me.¡± Bo Ye walked around Du Lanxin and let his assistant lead the way straight to the lounge MaimangTV had prepared for him.


    With Bo Ye¡¯s level of popularity, no matter where he goes, there would always be a lounge labelled with his name for applying makeup, changing clothes, eating, waiting for the shoot, etc.


    Right now, all the clothing and makeup items to be used were already fully prepared inside the room. The makeup artist was currently spraying mist onto a sponge.


    Seeing Bo Ye enter, she was going to ask why he was this late but then saw someone else following behind Bo Ye.


    ¡°Boss, this is¡­¡­?¡±


    ¡°Qi Xingchen,¡± Bo Ye replied indifferently, ¡°Xiaoman, help him with his makeup. I¡¯ll go to change first.¡±


    ¡°Oh, oh okay,¡± Xiaoman gave Qi Xingchen an astonished glance, ¡°Teacher Qi11, please sit over here.¡±


    Men¡¯s makeup was easier to do, especially those like Qi Xingchen who have a small face and skin without any blemishes; they only require a bit of base makeup and contouring to enhance his complexion.


    While Xiaoman¡¯s hands worked, her mouth was not resting either, asking in a whisper: ¡°Teacher Qi, are you a friend of our boss?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ I¡¯m not,¡± Qi Xingchen did not know what they were considered as, ¡°I¡¯m also an artiste of Noah. I was not styled today and it just so happened that I met Senior Bo Ye, so he brought me over to do my makeup.¡±


    Xiaoman was even more shocked. Bo Ye liked peace and quiet, and he hated socialising. He almost never brought people into his lounge.


    Why did he suddenly behave out of character this time? Not only did he bring, but he even brought a youngster who was not even a friend.


    Things were definitely not that simple. Xiaoman¡¯s eyes shifted and thought of something, ¡°Then Teacher Qi, how did you both get acquainted?¡±


    ¡°Are you also going to ask how many people there are in his family?¡± Just then, Bo Ye returned. He gave Xiaoman a warning look, ¡°Work seriously.¡±


    Xiaoman stuck out her tongue at Qi Xingchen, then wiped the corners of her eyes as she pretended to cry. Nevertheless, it could be seen from her expression that she was not actually afraid of Bo Ye.


    Previously, a staff member who worked with Bo Ye revealed that although he looked cold on the surface, in actual fact he did not put on any airs at all in his attitude towards those around him.


    Looks like it was true.


    Xiaoman was still occupied with Qi Xingchen¡¯s makeup, thus Bo Ye could only sit on Qi Xingchen¡¯s left and do his hair first.


    Qi Xingchen had never seen his idol¡¯s behind-the-scenes look, even though he was a fake, his eyes could not help drifting towards his left for a bit.


    And then he quickly retracted his gaze.


    Again, it drifted to the left and got hurriedly retracted.


    ¡­¡­Sh*t, he was really carried away12, his idol was way too good looking! If one needs to be taxed on beauty, he estimates that his idol would be bankrupt already!


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s gaze drifted to the left for the third time¡­¡­


    Bo Ye finally could not take it anymore and returned his gaze through the mirror.


    At the very moment the two lines of sight met, it was as if Qi Xingchen was a student caught copying his homework, he swiftly sat upright as if he did not do anything shameful!


    His reaction was so obvious that Bo Ye raised his eyebrows, ¡°Are you very afraid of me?¡±


    ¡°N-no.¡±


    ¡°Then why are you this frightened by me?¡±


    Isn¡¯t this all because you look exactly like my idol? Every time I see you, I can¡¯t help but think you¡¯re my idol, causing me to be nervous to death, Qi Xingchen thought.


    ¡°Don¡¯t tell me it was because¡­¡­¡± Bo Ye hesitated for a moment, ¡°I whacked you too many times in the practice room, so now you¡¯re scared of me?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Impossible! He didn¡¯t even have enough time to like his idol, how could he be scared?


    ¡°I¡¯m not scared! Really!¡± Qi Xingchen got so anxious that he forgot if the person in front of him was real or fake. Fearing that his explanation would not be understood, his fingers scratched his pants frantically, ¡°Feel free to whack! No matter how you wish to whack, or if you want to just whack to your point of satisfaction, I would be very happy nonetheless!¡±


    Xiaoman: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    The hairstylist: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Bo Ye¡¯s assistant: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    The crowd of people in the lounge seemed as if they just witnessed a large S&M scene and fell into silence all of a sudden.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Only then did Qi Xingchen realise that his words were very inappropriate. Heat flushed towards his head, causing his face to burst into flames.


    He opened his mouth wanting to clarify but registered that with the current situation, anything else would just make it worse. He could only forcibly bow his head and bury his head in the sand13: They didn¡¯t see me, they didn¡¯t see me, as if I hadn¡¯t been here, as if I hadn¡¯t been here.


    After a full minute of chanting, a low chuckle suddenly sounded from the left.


    Bo Ye covered his mouth with a fist, with all the frost from his face melting.


    A few days ago, a stage accident caused him to transmigrate into this space. The unfamiliar people and events have exhausted him physically and mentally.


    He watched the furiously blushing youngster beside him. This was the first time he smiled from the bottom of his heart since he transmigrated here.


    The author has something to say:


    Cough cough, Qi Xingxing, your thoughts are very dangerous ah.

 CH 7

    In order not to waste the artistes¡¯ time, the commentary interviews were conducted in groups. Bo Ye and Qi Xingchen¡¯s were to be filmed today morning.


    Presumably, since Bo Ye still had other commitments while Qi Xingchen did not have any work and thus could wait a while longer, Bo Ye should have gone first.


    Instead, Bo Ye said: ¡°If you are reading this on a site other than foxaholic, please support the translator by reading it on foxaholic.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Qi Xingchen was stunned, ¡°Senior Bo Ye, are you okay? What happened to the script?¡±


    ¡°Someone has been copying the original translation off the original site, so the chapter has been shifted. I¡¯m just doing my part to help the translator out.¡± Bo Ye sighed as he pinched his nose bridge.


    ¡°That¡¯s despicable! All the translators on this site have been putting in the effort to translate and edit their work, be they translators or machine translators. Furthermore, the chapters on this site are all free!¡± Qi Xingchen fumed. ¡°Can¡¯t we do anything about them?¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no one to report this to, so all we can do is to transfer the works somewhere else so that they can¡¯t easily access it. If you have read our conversation this far, here¡¯s the link1. If you can¡¯t see the footnote, you¡¯re not on foxaholic.¡±


    ¡°Wouldn¡¯t this be really troublesome, especially for the readers on foxaholic?¡± Qi Xingchen started to get worried.


    ¡°We have also thought of that, that¡¯s why we have decided to do it every 3 chapters or so, depending on how effective this method is.¡± Bo Ye collapsed back down onto the chair. ¡°Let¡¯s hope their websites would shut down soon. Scroll down to the bottom for the translator¡¯s note. The next few paragraphs will be gibberish to fill up the word count in case someone actually manually copies and pastes and realises that the chapter is too short.¡±


    ¡°Oh, what kind of text?¡± Qi Xingchen asked curiously.


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    After saying that, he pressed the button to roll up the window. The fans¡¯ reluctant and discontented voices were suddenly isolated outside.


    Turning his head back, the one who handed him water just now looked at the ground with the corners of his eyes drooping, his expression cloudy.


    ¡°Disturbed by the noise?¡± Bo Ye asked.


    ¡°No, I just feel¡­¡­¡± Qi Xingchen¡¯s voice was rough, ¡°If your throat was that uncomfortable, you shouldn¡¯t have talked to them for that long.¡±


    ¡°Was it long? I didn¡¯t talk to them for more than fifteen minutes, but the duration they waited for me ¡ª if you count from the time I entered Maimang, it would be three or four hours. I can¡¯t make them wait for nothing.¡±


    Qi Xingchen was dumbfounded as Bo Ye instructed the driver to drive faster, then said, ¡°Are you in a hurry to get home?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ No.¡±


    Why was this 2D character¡¯s mindset of spoiling the fans even exactly the same as the idol? Qi Xingchen¡¯s finger traced over a crease in his pants twice, but he did not feel like speaking any further.


    ¡ªIf they truly like you, they should have been able to hear your fatigue, and they should have felt distressed for you.


    Unlike this now, where they would disregard everything just to seize the opportunity to interact with you.


    Bo Ye did not know what he was thinking, taking out the mineral water to continue to moisten his throat.


    Xiaoman and the rest were also tired beyond words, leaning on the back of their seats to get some shut-eye, the car falling into silence.


    Halfway through their journey, everyone was suddenly awakened by the voice of the driver. The driver spoke with a northeastern1 accent: ¡°That car behind us, it¡¯s that SUV, why has it been following us all the way?¡±


    A-Lun2, the assistant, was a boy with prominent canine teeth3. He heard the words and glanced at the rear-view mirror, ¡°Maybe it¡¯s a coincidence4?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not a coincidence, they have followed us through four crossroads already!¡±


    ¡°Then try turning around in front.¡± A-Lun faltered.


    The driver immediately took a left and another left turn at the next intersection. The whole process happened very quickly in around 10+ seconds.


    The car behind evidently did not react, gliding forwards by two meters, then immediately braked sharply. Afterwards, they threw all caution into the wind and made a turn at the point where they had already passed the boundary line, chasing after them!


    It was lucky that the road had few cars, but the group still broke out in cold sweat. The SUV¡¯s driving could easily cause traffic accidents and is already considered illegal.


    Even worse, A-Lun squeezed a few words through his gritted teeth: ¡°Another f*cking sisheng5 fan!¡±


    Sisheng fans were a type of abnormal6 fans in the fan circle, stealing idols¡¯ information and chasing idols¡¯ private lives for fun. Once, there was a male star who went home and found a strange woman lying on his bed, naked, and he was so frightened that he almost fainted.


    No matter how perverted the action was, they would still be able to do it. Chartering a car to chase after an idol¡¯s private itinerary was only a piece of cake for them.


    ¡°Drive faster, lose the car behind us,¡± Bo Ye thought for a moment, ¡°Try your best not to hurt them.¡±


    Receiving the orders, the driver stepped on the gas fiercely and tunnelled through all sorts of small alleyways. The car behind frantically followed, swerving left and right as well. While considering the safety of the car behind, they were still not able to shake them off as they approached the Qi family¡¯s neighbourhood.


    Bo Ye¡¯s address was well-protected and had not been found out by sisheng fans so far. The main issue was that they were not going to his home, but Qi Xingchen¡¯s home.


    If it was found out by anyone, it would be the same thing as trapping Qi Xingchen.


    Bo Ye helplessly massaged between his eyebrows: ¡°Let¡¯s go back to the company to change our car, then split up. Sorry, I dragged you into this.¡±


    Qi Xingchen clenched his fists and stayed silent. Bo Ye thought that he also agreed and instructed the driver to drive towards the company.


    Before they drove far, Qi Xingchen seemed to have made his mind up about something, speaking suddenly, ¡°No, it¡¯s not your fault. It¡¯s the sishengs¡¯ fault.¡±


    ¡°Mister7, please stop the car.¡±


    The driver didn¡¯t know whether he should listen to him or not, driving forwards while looking at Bo Ye with a questioning look. Bo Ye signalled for the driver to stop the car.


    The driver then stopped at a curb, opening the car door. The SUV also stopped then, and out came four 18 to 19-year-old girls and one boy in his early 20s, all of them with an excited light in their eyes.


    They thought their idol would get off the car and ¡°educate¡± them ¡ª most celebrities, hindered by public opinion, did not dare to speak harshly towards sisheng fans. Even if they got angry, at most they would go over to talk to them about the dangers of car chases. At the end of the day, they would still have to reassure them and persuade them to go home early.


    You could see your idol up close, as well as gain ¡°comfort¡± from the idol. Maybe they could even touch the idol, killing many birds with one stone. There was nothing to be afraid of!


    However, they were dumbfounded when they saw the person getting off from the car in front.


    Who is this boy? Why is he in the idol¡¯s car? He was good-looking.


    When the boy reached them, they were dazed as they faced the glaring black hole of the camera.


    Qi Xingchen started the phone video recording, aiming it at their faces. With a trace of ice in his voice, he said: ¡°Are you all still going to continue chasing?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Whether we chase or not, how is that any of your business?¡±


    ¡°It is none of my business.¡±


    Qi Xingchen lifted the corners of his lips, ¡°Nevertheless, all five of you were recorded by me. Bo Ye may be soft-hearted and be unwilling to expose you all, but I am not. If you guys continue to chase us, I will immediately upload this video online.¡±


    Exposed to the internet¡­¡­


    The girls instantly panicked.


    In this Information Age, there were all kinds of people online. Especially with the huge number of Bo Ye fans, there were definitely tech-savvy8 people who could find real information about them from their faces.


    After the secondary information of other celebrities¡¯ sisheng fans was dug out, the number of sishengs who were cursed by other fans till they withdrew from the fan circle, or even to the point of having enough tears to wash their face daily9, was not in the minority.


    Thinking about the consequences, they could not help but take a step backwards, thoughts of fleeing already forming in their minds.


    The only boy was still not convinced, pointing at Qi Xingchen¡¯s nose: ¡°If you expose me, do you think I wouldn¡¯t go to the cyber police to sue you for cyber violence? Also, who are you to begin with?10 Bo Ye hasn¡¯t even said anything yet, what right do you have to order me?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°I have the right since I am also Bo Ye¡¯s¡ª¡°


    ¡°He has the right as my friend.¡±


    Before the word ¡®fan¡¯ even left Qi Xingchen¡¯s mouth, he was interrupted by a male voice behind him. He was not sure when Bo Ye came over, nor did he know how long he had been listening and what he had heard.


    He held Qi Xingchen¡¯s wrist and pulled him behind him, his voice losing its usual warmth: ¡°With this video as evidence, I can also sue you for invasion of privacy. There better not be a next time, or I will see you in court.¡±


    The author has something to say:


    Qi Xingxing: Chasing stars rationally, starts with me. (righteous and stern) ¡­¡­ Come, let me get rid of the male protagonist first!

 CH 8

    3 days later, all the official announcements of the guests of¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·had been released. The addition of Bo Ye unsurprisingly ignited a round of crazed discussion, pushing ¡¶Budget Travel¡·to the first position on the hot search.


    Riding on the good start, the recording of the programme officially began.


    ¡¶Budget Travel¡·used a live shoot production format. This season consisted of a total of 6 episodes, requiring them to film at 6 locations. Each episode would take a week to record, and once the first episode has finished filming, it would be broadcasted the next weekend. Following this pattern, each episode would be aired on the weekend of the following week1.


    The recording period took up one and a half months; it was an onerous challenge, be it to the guests, or to the post-production staff.


    Before leaving that weekend morning, no matter how Qi Yuji thought, she still felt uneasy, ¡°Xingxing, let jiejie send you to the airport, okay?¡±


    Qi Xingchen hesitated: ¡°The filming starts at the airport.¡±


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll just drop you off at the parking lot and you can go up by yourself,¡± Qi Yuji said pitifully, ¡°If you don¡¯t let me, since you¡¯ll be gone for so long, jiejie will miss you.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­Alright.¡±


    He had no choice but to agree. He then went upstairs, kicked away the Supreme co-branded suitcase that Qi Yuji bought for him and swapped it for his own ordinary suitcase.


    Previously in the acrobatic troupe, whenever he left for a show, he never brought a suitcase and would always settle everything with one backpack.


    He didn¡¯t wish to bring it this time either, it was Qi Yuji who feared that he would go hungry or cold and stuffed him with a pile of snacks and clothing, thus he was forced to replace it with this big guy.


    He threw the suitcase into the trunk and opened the car door. He abruptly realised that not only Qi Yuji was in the backseat, but even Dad Qi was also in there!


    ¡°¡­¡­Dad,¡± Qi Xingchen almost never used this address, holding back for quite a while before forcing out one line, ¡°When did you come in?¡±


    ¡°When you were packing your things just now,¡± Dad Qi chose an extremely awkward excuse, ¡°The airport is on the way to the company, I¡¯m hitching a ride.¡±


    Because of his rebellion, the original owner and his father were not very close. Hence, Qi Xingchen did not expose him, hopping into the car.


    Throughout the entire journey, Qi Yuji kept enjoining Qi Xingchen to pay attention to this and pay attention to that. When they arrived at the airport, it was Dad Qi¡¯s turn.


    ¡°Xingxing, Dad2 put some money in your card for travel expenses ¡ª don¡¯t refuse yet,¡± Seeing Qi Xingchen¡¯s expression change, Dad Qi hurriedly said, ¡°Dad watched a few episodes of that show and know that they don¡¯t allow you to spend your own money. But one should be frugal at home but have abundant funds while travelling3, even if you don¡¯t spend it, just keep it on yourself, Dad can rest easier.¡±


    A sixty-year-old man, researching on variety programmes specially for his son. Qi Xingchen bit his bottom lip, ¡°En, okay.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be so hard on yourself, if you are aggrieved, tell us, Dad will bring you back home. Not like we cannot afford to feed you.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­I know,¡± Qi Xingchen took a deep breath, ¡°Okay, it¡¯s time for me to go.¡±


    Dad Qi and Qi Yuji nodded in unison. Even the driver showed a reluctant look.


    Qi Xingchen turned to leave, and he did not look back.


    There were a total of 3 guests departing from H City, namely Bo Ye, the female protagonist of ¡¶Peach in the Night¡·Tao Tao, and him. The programme team had already bought their tickets on their behalf for the trip, and the initial meeting place was at the VIP lounge.


    Thinking about the impending contact with the female protagonist, Qi Xingchen could not help but furrow his brow. That was when a message was sent to his phone, ¡¾RMB 5000000.00 yuan4 was transferred into your bank card5 ending with 9999, your current balance is at 7633254.21 yuan6. [Construction7 Bank]¡¿


    One, two, three ¡­¡­ six zeros, that¡¯s five million. This was the ¡°travel expenses¡± that Dad Qi was referring to?


    Qi Xingchen sighed as he walked into the airport lounge, then swiftly stopped in his tracks.


    It was the spring tourism off-season, there were not many travellers around, about a dozen scattered about.


    But the moment he raised his head, it was as if he could not see anyone else, his line of sight drawn completely to the girl in the corner.


    The girl was reading a book, wearing a white t-shirt with light-coloured jeans and her ponytail tied up high. Even if you couldn¡¯t see her face with her head down, she was emitting a ¡°she must be very beautiful¡± soft light from head to toe.


    No, immediately afterwards, Qi Xingchen shook his head and all the hairs on his body stood on end!


    This was not some ¡°she must be very beautiful¡± soft light ¡ª this was the f*cking protagonist halo ah!


    Qi Xingchen had seen this girl¡¯s photograph before, she was evidently the female protagonist of ¡¶Peach in the Night¡·, Tao Tao!


    At this moment, the cameraman8 of the programme team noticed him coming in, shouldering the camera as he ran over, ¡°Xingxing, say hello to everyone ba.¡±


    ¡°Hello everyone, I¡¯m Qi Xingchen. It¡¯s currently ten o¡¯clock in the morning, have you guys had lunch yet?¡±


    The following shot assistant sputtered: ¡°Who eats lunch at this time?¡±


    Qi Xingchen said, ¡°If you don¡¯t eat proactively, your thinking is faulty.¡±9


    This warped logic of his amused the following shot assistant and the cameraman. Tao Tao seemed to have heard the commotion over here, placing down her book and raising her head.


    Qi Xingchen felt as if he saw a gardenia quietly blooming; it was that pure, shy, and beautiful.


    He had to say, the female protagonist¡¯s halo was certainly powerful. Although Tao Tao¡¯s looks were not gorgeous, it still made others feel like she was extremely good-looking.


    ¡°You must be Qi Xingchen, right?¡± Tao Tao placed down her book and walked over, speaking a little timidly, making her seem especially pitiful, ¡°I am Tao Tao.¡±


    ¡°Just call me Xingxing,¡± Qi Xingchen maintained his smile, ¡°Nice to meet you Tao Tao-jie.¡±


    After greeting each other, the following shot assistant cued both of them to communicate their feelings.


    Tao Tao, with this dainty white flower persona, was naturally not lively enough, so Qi Xingchen went to buy a few cups of coffee. After giving them out to the rest of the staff, he handed Tao Tao a cup: ¡°Americano, no sugar added.¡±


    ¡°Thank you for being understanding,¡± Tao Tao¡¯s eyes widened slightly as she spoke and was very sincere, ¡°Just that I don¡¯t gain weight no matter how much I eat, you don¡¯t have to take special care of me.¡±


    As expected of the protagonist¡¯s halo, not growing fat no matter how much they ate. Qi Xingchen joked with her for a bit, then probed: ¡°Being able to be on¡¶Budget Travel¡·was such a surprise, I didn¡¯t expect it at all.¡±


    This position was originally Zhou Yu¡¯s, but his appearance disrupted the plot, and he wondered if the female protagonist noticed.


    ¡°Who isn¡¯t?¡± Tao Tao smiled, ¡°I just said I wanted to rest for a bit lately, and then I was sent over here to experience life!¡±


    Since this statement was not an affirmative answer, Qi Xingchen was not successful in his probing. The two chatted for a while longer, until clear and rhythmic cries sounded outside.


    It was the cheering from Bo Ye¡¯s fans. Seeing that Bo Ye had also arrived, the cameraman and following shot assistant promptly carried their equipment and ran out.


    As the male and female protagonists were about to meet officially, a thin layer of sweat formed on Qi Xingchen¡¯s palms. In the original text, Bo Ye who never looked at a woman for more than 3 seconds, would be so shocked by Tao Tao¡¯s beauty and aura that he was stunned for 5 to 6 seconds.


    Of course, at this stage, the female protagonist was just a flower vase that was ¡°much more beautiful than other women¡± in the male protagonist¡¯s heart. Afterwards, during the one and a half months of recording, the female protagonist would use her pure and kind charms to make the male protagonist see her in a completely new light1.


    Qi Xingchen observed the female protagonist¡¯s movements out of the corner of his eye. She did not seem to show any abnormal emotions at Bo Ye¡¯s appearance, her head remained lowered to continue reading.


    ""


    Not long after, A-Lun and Bo Ye¡¯s agent, Zhao Nuo, escorted Bo Ye in.


    Bo Ye wore a dark blue denim jacket today, accentuating his shoulders and waistline to look more perfect. His hair was tidied a bit, wearing black square-framed sunglasses2, his neck and wrists were plain and clean without any additional accessories.


    He leisurely took off his sunglasses, gaze falling onto Qi Xingchen.


    He was going to see Tao Tao in the next moment. Qi Xingchen¡¯s heart leapt into his throat at once.


    In the end, Bo Ye did not look to his side. Instead, his line of sight moved down and landed on Qi Xingchen¡¯s and Tao Tao¡¯s coffee cups that were placed together.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    He felt so ill at ease by the female protagonist¡¯s halo that when he bought coffee, he only bought them for the staff who were present at that time, forgetting about Bo Ye.


    Such a dignified top-traffic celebrity probably wouldn¡¯t have taken a coffee costing a few dozen yuan3 to heart, right?


    Qi Xingchen stood up apprehensively. Only then did Tao Tao belatedly put down her book, standing up with him, ¡°Have the other guests arrived?¡±


    After saying that, the cameraman had already led Bo Ye in front of them. Tao Tao let out a ¡°wow¡±, ¡°It¡¯s actually Bo Ye, what a surprise!¡±


    Hearing her, Bo Ye said, ¡°Hello.¡±


    ¡°I saw you perform at last year¡¯s Starlight Awards4,¡± Tao Tao said, ¡°You were especially handsome! Very impressive!¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°You flatter me.¡±


    Cameraman and following shot assistant: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Why did the atmosphere seem a little awkward?


    To tell the truth, this was also the reason why Bo Ye did not take up variety shows. With his haughty nature, interviews with him resulted in killed conversations despite best efforts5. On a variety show, it was predicted that he would either freeze the other guests to death from his coldness, or he would tire the director to death.


    Tao Tao did not feel awkward though, and she remained all smiles while looking at him.


    Bo Ye seemed to not have seen any great beauty, asking Qi Xingchen indifferently: ¡°What time did you arrive?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Just arrived not long ago.¡±


    ¡°En.¡±


    Bo Ye responded with a sound, then together with A-Lun¡­¡­


    He just turned around and walked away.


    The scene written in the original text did not play out.


    Qi Xingchen fell into deep thought again.


    When he found a good place to sit down, Bo Ye tilted his head slightly and found out that unexpectedly, no one followed behind him.


    ¡­¡­Shouldn¡¯t fans follow after their idols?


    .


    Ultimately, the official filming had not started yet, hence the ¡¶Budget Travel¡·programme team were still humane and gave the guests their business class tickets.


    Zhao Nuo, who was seated in the same row as Tao Tao and Qi Xingchen, explained very smoothly: ¡°Our Bo Ye¡¯s personality is just like that. With regards to the cold shoulder just now, I apologise.¡±


    Tao Tao: ¡°It¡¯s okay. We¡¯re not familiar with each other yet, it¡¯s very normal.¡±


    That¡¯s right ah, in the future your love for each other would be like heavenly thunder stirring up the fire on Earth6. Qi Xingchen leaned sideways on the back of his seat, flipping through a magazine out of pure boredom.


    Immediately afterwards, he felt the seat behind shake a bit.


    Probably woken up by the voices, Bo Ye had turned over.


    Qi Xingchen had a thought and peeked behind him through the gap on the side of the inner cabin wall7.


    Both of Bo Ye¡¯s arms were wrapped around his chest, with eyes closed, he was resting.


    This was the first time Qi Xingchen personally witnessed his idol¡¯s sleeping appearance¡­¡­ How the h*ll does one still be so good-looking while sleeping, was he human?


    He was obviously an angel ah!!!


    With the mentality that looking at a 2D character was no different from looking at a photo, Qi Xingchen observed his fake idol without any mental burden.


    He had a full forehead, high and fierce eyebrow arches, with a single tiny mole on the left side of his tall nose bridge that neutralised much of the sharpness of his features.


    Night Skies were all fascinated to death by this mole, howling daily on Weibo ¡¾AHHHH I really want to lick it!!!¡¿


    The author who wrote ¡¶Peach in the Night¡·was no exception to this, once the female and male protagonists started dating, she really got to lick it.


    Hiss ¡ª Not to mention, to be sneaking a look at the male protagonist while being right beside the female protagonist, was really a bit exciting.


    Afraid of being discovered by the female protagonist, Qi Xingchen took one last look, far from feeling sated.


    Just as he was about to retract his head, Bo Ye¡¯s eyes which had been tightly closed all along, for some unknown reason, suddenly opened!


    And they met Qi Xingchen¡¯s eyes squarely!


    Caught in the act of peeping, Qi Xingchen¡¯s heart thumped. Wanting to draw back immediately, but also afraid of seeming to have a guilty conscience, he could only be stuck in position and ended up having a staring contest with Bo Ye.


    A good while later, Bo Ye finally spoke. His voice carried some languidness from being just woken up: ¡°Have you seen enough?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°If you¡¯ve seen enough go back and rest ¡ª or did you drink too much coffee just now and thus can¡¯t sleep?¡±


    ""


    The author has something to say:


    Qi Xingxing: Would a dignified top-traffic celebrity take a coffee costing a few dozen yuan to heart?


    Bo Ye (firmly): I would!!

 CH 9

    The first place they travelled to was Denmark, located in Northern Europe. Right after they got off the plane, they saw the other two guests.


    One of them was a previous Golden Horse film empress, Luo Qiuman who was already 52 years old this year. The other was an A-lister youth, Zhang Yunfei who was nominated for drama emperor1 for two years in a row.


    Once everyone had greeted each other, Lu Qiuman did a headcount: ¡°1, 2, 3, 4, 5¡­¡­ Are we missing someone?¡±


    ¡°Ziyu¡¯s flight is a little late,¡± said the assistant director, ¡°It¡¯ll land in about half an hour.¡±


    ¡°Then let¡¯s wait a bit longer,¡± Tao Tao was very understanding, ¡°Qiuman-jie, are you2 tired?¡±


    ¡°If you¡¯re tired, I have a neck massager here.¡± Qi Xingchen said.


    When he said this, he felt a cold gust of wind coming from his side. He glanced to the side; although Bo Ye was wearing sunglasses and his expression could not be seen, he inexplicably gave others the feeling that he was annoyed.


    Qi Xingchen asked tentatively: ¡°Do-do you want to use the neck massager?¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    When Qi Xingchen said he was his fan the other day, half of Bo Ye believed it, the other doubted it. He believed it, because he had a large fanbase, with fans everywhere. In real life, many of the trainees in the company were his fans.


    He doubted it because he had just entered this world. He could not discern if Qi Xingchen was telling the truth, or if he had ulterior motives while trying to approach him.


    He was not familiar with this world and had to keep his guard up against anyone.


    It was only when the sisheng car chase occurred, and when he heard those words from Qi Xingchen, then he believed that Qi Xingchen was really his fan.


    Then today¡­¡­ He started to act like this?


    Don¡¯t even mention the lack of coffee; everyone took an entire day¡¯s flight to reach here, shouldn¡¯t his fan care about him first?


    What kind of plastic fan3 is this?


    The plastic fan still looked at him cautiously, his single eyelids drooping downwards slightly, like a big innocent dog.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Bo Ye was speechless for a moment, ¡°No need, you can keep it for yourself to use.¡±


    Having gotten Bo Ye¡¯s answer, Qi Xingchen very smoothly put away the massage device.


    Bo Ye: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Okay.


    During the boring wait for Liu Ziyu, while everyone was chatting, they reported their ages. The oldest among them was definitely Luo Qiuman, followed by Zhang Yunfei, who was 28 years old this year.


    Bo Ye and Tao Tao were the same, both 24 years old. When it came to Qi Xingchen, Qi Xingchen said: ¡°I was born in 99¡¯, December.¡±


    ¡°Then you¡¯re the youngest here. I¡¯m more familiar with Ziyu, Ziyu is older than Tao Tao by one year,¡± Zhang Yunfei lamented, ¡°What do kids eat nowadays while growing up? Can¡¯t believe how they grow to be so good looking.¡±


    ¡°Xingxing is indeed good looking, but you¡¯re also good looking ah, Yunfei-ge.¡± Tao Tao smiled sweetly.


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s heart skipped a beat ¡ª It¡¯s all over, this female protagonist was going to exude her charm, and open the script of charming ten of thousands of people4!


    Sure enough, when Zhang Yunfei saw Tao Tao¡¯s smile, he was briefly disoriented, before taking out his phone to inquire if he could add Tao Tao¡¯s WeChat.


    In the original text, at this instant, Bo Ye was a little unhappy. Qi Xingchen quietly observed Bo Ye¡¯s facial expression.


    His elbows were resting against his luggage cart while swiping through his phone, not caring about those two¡¯s situation.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°?¡±


    Tao Tao agreed to Zhang Yunfei¡¯s request. After adding each other¡¯s WeChat, both of them opened Weibo to follow each other.


    Not long after, they heard Zhang Yunfei burst into laughter: ¡°HAHAHAHA Xingxing, you are way too amusing!¡±


    Qi Xingchen did not understand: ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Your commentary interview ah,¡± Zhang Yunfei shook the phone in his hands, ¡°As to how real you are. If I were your agent, I predict that I would already be frothing at the mouth5 HAHAHAHAHAHA!¡±


    It turned out that before setting off, the programme released the commentary interviews of the guests in order to maintain the heat.


    Following the ascending order of their popularity, which was also the ascending order of the fan¡¯s anticipation level, the first one released was Qi Xingchen¡¯s video clip.


    How in the world did the programme team cut and edit his interview? Qi Xingchen opened Weibo and his phone chimed with countless notifications of increasing new followers.


    Switching to the main page, holy sh*t, the number of followers actually surpassed the 200 thousand milestone!


    ""


    He hurriedly opened ¡¶Budget Travel¡·¡¯s official Weibo and played his video clip. The programme team did not cut too much of it, only that when he revealed his true height, they edited6 a helmet special effect onto his head to indicate that he was very iron-headed.


    When he said that he could not date and still needed to work, they edited a set of factory overalls onto him again, which made him look miserable and hilarious.


    Under the video, the netizens have already been falling over with laughter.


    ¡ª¡¾LOL7 this little brother is too cute. Is he not afraid of being beaten for being too straightforward?¡¿


    The last query was the third most liked by fans, and some even made their way to his main page to ask him.


    After Zhang Yunfei was done laughing, he asked the same question: ¡°Xingxing, tell us, who is your idol?¡±


    Qi Xingchen shook his head.


    ¡°Then what special qualities does he have? This can be said, right?¡±


    ¡°This¡­¡­¡± Qi Xingchen hesitated for a moment, then cleared his throat.


    Was he finally going to say it? Everyone looked at him. The director felt that this could be made into a discussion point, signalling for the cameraman to cut to a close-up shot.


    The cameraman made the cut switch accordingly. Qi XIngchen¡¯s flawless face instantly appeared on the director¡¯s monitor.


    Only to see him blink his eyes and say with exceptional sincerity: ¡°My idol is a magician.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­What does that mean?¡±


    ¡°If beauty could be converted into magic,¡± Qi Xingchen paused, ¡°Then my idol can save all the lives of the common people in this world single-handedly.¡±


    The entire crowd fell silent for three seconds.


    ¡°HAHAHAHAHAcough1¡ª¡± Loud laughter then erupted.


    ¡°I cannot do this anymore, Xingxing,¡± the assistant director held his stomach while laughing till his tears almost came out, ¡°Where did you learn how to rainbow fart2 like this?¡±


    Qi Xingchen felt wronged: ¡°That¡¯s not rainbow farting, I¡¯m speaking the truth!¡±


    ¡°Okay okay okay, it¡¯s the truth. If I were your idol, I reckon I would be happy beyond words3 now HAHAHAHA!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right, that¡¯s right. When can I also have such a fan who can brag4 so well? I¡¯m really envious, oohHAHAHAHA!¡±


    ¡­¡­Would he be happy?


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s face was smiling along with them, while his eyes drifted towards Bo Ye¡¯s side.


    In actual fact, he had deliberately said that ¡ª If he could brag about the male protagonist until he was happy, maybe the male protagonist would go easier on him later.


    In addition, Tao Tao¡¯s protagonist¡¯s halo was way too powerful, so powerful to the point where as long as he was beside Tao Tao, he would always be haunted by a sense of crisis.


    He had no other choice but to grab onto the male protagonist and get acquainted with him to stay beside the male and female protagonists and constantly monitor their relationship development.


    The easiest way to get acquainted with someone is to flatter them.


    Nobody disliked being rainbow farted at, if there was, it just meant he did not do it brilliantly or good enough.


    Bo Ye remained looking down at his phone. Qi Xingchen secretly stared at his unmoving5 face profile for quite a long while, then came to a conclusion: he really did not do it brilliantly enough.


    Only when he felt the line of sight that fell on him move away, did the corner of Bo Ye¡¯s eyes under the sunglasses gradually diffuse a light smile.


    .


    The crowd waited for a full hour before Liu Ziyu cat-walked over in her high heels.


    She was wearing a crop top and hot pants while carrying a small electric fan in her hands, complaining non-stop: ¡°Why is it so hot here? Even my makeup is all smudged. Lily6, bring me my powder foundation.¡±


    The assistant handed her the powder foundation, and she looked in her mirror to fix her makeup while speaking: ¡°Aiyah, Director Zhang, you¡¯re all here already. I didn¡¯t look good in that part just now, cut it out and don¡¯t broadcast it, okay?¡±


    As a hot7 A-lister little flower8, Liu Ziyu could be said to be the model of becoming popular from being hated9. The number of topics 10about her was more than the number of her works, the number of people cursing at her was more than the number of people who liked her.


    But this type of casting was exactly what variety shows liked because she could bring the heat from debates.


    ¡°Alright, I won¡¯t broadcast that part.¡±


    The director, Director Zhao, agreed to her request. Liu Ziyu happily kept her powder foundation, then turned and sidled up to Bo Ye.


    ¡°Bo Ye, I never dreamed that I could actually be on the same show as you. I really love your music, I would be starring in a television drama as the lead airing on satellite next month. Can I invite you to make a soundtrack for it?¡±


    ¡°These days, I don¡¯t have any inspiration to write songs for the time being,¡± Bo Ye refused outright, ¡°Sorry.¡±


    Li Ziyu did not actually mind and did not care if Bo Ye accepted it or not; she had already achieved her aim of promoting her new drama just now.


    She pouted, indicating that she still hoped to have an opportunity to work with him. At this movement, seeing that everybody was here, Director Zhao took out a megaphone, ¡°Everyone, quiet down.¡±


    The crowd quietened down and gathered in a circle in front of the director.


    The director continued: ¡°Welcome to all the guests on ¡¶Let¡¯s Budget Travel!¡·. The rules of the programme have been explained to each of you beforehand, so I will not repeat them. Next, representing the programme team, I would start our first mission.¡±


    ¡°What mission?¡±


    ¡°This trip to Denmark will last 7 days, and the programme team will provide a set amount of travel funds. Our requirements are that you all visit a new attraction every day, as well as for each one of you to pick a gift for the audience after this trip to be used as lucky draw prizes on Weibo11.¡±


    ¡°The givers of top 3 most popular gifts will then receive a personal travel prize from the programme team in the next stop, which can be distributed at will.¡±


    ¡°Is everyone clear?¡±


    ¡°Clear,¡± Zhang Yunfei said, ¡°Then how much is our travel funds?¡±


    Director Zhao: ¡°8000 kroner12.¡±


    ¡°8000 kroner¡­¡­¡± The original owner had travelled to Denmark before, thus Qi Xingchen had some impression of it, ¡°The krone and yuan are almost equivalent13, if each person has 8000+, 6 people would have 50 000. We should have enough for 7 days.¡±


    ¡°Who said it was 8000 kroner per person?¡± Director Zhao threw a ¡°you are too naive¡± look, ¡°All of you, in total, 8000 kroner.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    He had just started work and already got his first blow.


    The other guests also felt it was somewhat difficult to accept, remaining silent.


    Liu Ziyu was obviously not too pleased and muttered something.


    The reason why she had become popular from being hated was that she had the guts to blabber about anything. No one knew if it was the persona her company had set for her, or if she was just like that.


    The following shot assistant ran over to ask: ¡°Ziyu, do you have questions?¡±


    ¡°8000 kroner for 6 people to play for 7 days, and we still have to buy gifts¡­¡­ Is this not forcing us into a corner14?¡±


    The following shot assistant explained: ¡°The programme team had calculated this in detail before. As long as all of you are thrifty, living here definitely would not be a problem.¡±


    ¡°But we would also have to see what the quality of life is like, right?¡± Liu Ziyu huffed, ¡°From the looks of it now, I might as well have joined X-Change15.¡±


    Just as she remarked this, she seemed to think of something and tossed her hair, ¡°If we are participating in X-Change, I could just be arranged to swap places with Xingxing.¡±


    She was standing on the leftmost side, and these words were not heard by Qi Xingchen who was standing on the right. Instead, they all fell into the ears of Bo Ye who was standing next to her.


    Bo Ye¡¯s hand that was pushing the luggage cart paused, then took off the sunglasses.


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    Qi Xingxing: My idol is a magician, I¡¯m going to brag about him for my whole life!!


    Bo Ye: ¡­¡­How come I do not see it???

 CH 10

    The programme team passed the 8000 kroner to the guests. After the guests discussed among themselves, they finally decided to let Tao Tao manage the money and record their expenses.


    It was easy to solve the problem of transportation as there were taxis they could flag down right outside the airport. The crowd then met their first challenge: accommodations.


    While travelling, other than transportation fees, the biggest expense would be accommodations. Liu Ziyu ruffled her hair: ¡°All of us are public figures, it would not be befitting if we stay outside. How embarrassing, if our fans recognise us. Let¡¯s stay in a hotel ba.¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡­¡± Tao Tao hesitated, ¡°Staying at a hotel is too costly. I had a look just now, the better hotels around here already cost 2000 kroner for a night, while a motel would only need one or two hundred.¡±


    ¡°What about normal hotels? No need for any star ratings, as long as it is clean it¡¯s fine.¡± Zhang Yunfei asked.


    ¡°Around 500 to 1000 kroner.¡±


    ¡°I filmed here once,¡± Luo Qiuman who was silent all along finally opened her mouth, ¡°It¡¯s very cheap if we go down to the countryside to rent a cottage, the environment is not bad either.¡±


    Liu Ziyu: ¡°But look at the time now, are we going to spend the night in a car?¡±


    Liu Ziyu was not wrong, it was already late at night in Denmark. If they were to head towards the countryside now, they would indeed have to spend the night travelling by car.


    It was nothing much for a large group of men like them, but they still have the older Luo Qiuman and female celebrities. Qi Xingchen thought for a bit then said: ¡°Why not just stay at the hotel for a night, since going to a small motel or finding someone to put us up for the night is not convenient for the ladies? If we wait till tomorrow before heading down to the countryside, we might even pass by a tourist location on the way.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right,¡± Zhang Yunfei said, ¡°Taotao1, make a room booking.¡±


    Tao Tao: ¡°How many rooms are we booking?¡±


    The crowd fell into a dilemma again.


    There were a total of six guests and by estimation, there was definitely not enough to book six rooms. If they allocated two people to a room, as there were three men and three women, a man and a woman must room together.


    In truth, this was the programme team¡¯s careful scheming. They had deliberately chosen an odd number while selecting guests, such that the journey was bound to have a segment with a man and woman living together.


    By then, whether both parties agreed beforehand to play up the CP2 or if it was one-sided pestering3 to rub off the popularity of the CP, ¡¶Budget Travel¡·would have a hundred benefits and zero detriments.


    ¡°How about we book a standard room and a suite?¡± Zhang Yunfei suggested.


    Qi Xingchen calculated: ¡°Two girls will stay in the standard room, while the suite can accommodate four people. It saves more money than booking three standard rooms like this.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s book it like this then,¡± Liu Ziyu said caustically, ¡°Xingxing you really do know how to calculate.¡±


    Qi Xingchen joined the acrobatics troupe at 5 years old, and afterwards, he attended school while learning acrobatics. The small acrobatics troupe was the epitome of a small society, therefore you could say that he had already entered society as early as when he was sensible.


    He was all too familiar with Liu Ziyu¡¯s tone.


    It was obviously mocking him for being poor and obscure4.


    Before the recording of the programme, Liu Ziyu¡¯s team did a background check on everyone and easily learned that Qi Xingchen was a child of a working family.


    One must always find someone to quarrel with during a programme and design some harmless little friction, if not, the camera lens would never focus on you.


    Quietly recording a programme would only result in being marginalised, one needed to think of ways to make events happen to gain attention. This was the truth of the route of popularity from being hated5.


    And among these guests, if she went to provoke someone else, their fans would unlikely spare her.


    Qi Xingchen was different, with only a few ten thousand¡­¡­ 200 thousand fans as of now, his fans¡¯ combat power was not comparable to her 7 million fans.


    He was the best soft persimmon to pinch6.


    Hence, she grabbed every opportunity to pinch Qi Xingchen.


    Nonetheless, Qi Xingchen did not care too much about it. He had heard even more unpleasant words in the past, and he merely pretended not to hear it by turning his head to stare at Tao Tao booking the rooms.


    ¡°Can you guys understand what you¡¯re reading?¡± As she said this, Liu Ziyu also stretched her neck over.


    On the surface, it looked as if she was concerned about the state of Tao Tao¡¯s room booking, but in reality, she was sidling up in front of Bo Ye.


    As the peak of the traffic of the entertainment circle, Bo Ye was the most ideal target of female celebrities to rub off popularity from. Liu Ziyu¡¯s team had long thought of it, just that Bo Ye had always been cautious and cherished7 his reputation, hardly accepting private invitations to meet from female stars. He also rarely appeared on other entertainment programmes outside of the music category.


    No one thought that he would actually come to ¡¶Budget Travel¡·, if she did not cause some scandal, it would be wasting the rare opportunity8 of both of them being in the same frame.


    ¡°Bo Ye, do you speak Danish?¡±


    Bo Ye did not look at her and said something in Danish.


    Liu Ziyu: ¡°¡­¡­Wah, that¡¯s awesome. What does this phrase mean?¡±


    ¡°Weren¡¯t you feeling hot?¡± Bo Ye nodded his chin towards the direction of the washrooms, ¡°There¡¯s air conditioning over there.¡±


    There were cameras from all four directions, hence Bo Ye¡¯s words could not be too harsh, and he changed his method of expression.


    But Liu Ziyu understood him, his meaning was: Weren¡¯t you feeling hot? Why are you sticking so close to laozi9?


    The corners of Liu Ziyu¡¯s smile immediately froze, relying on that poor bit of acting skills to return to normal.


    She had heard things about Bo Ye¡¯s character, but she never thought he would really not give her any face.


    At this moment Tao Tao had finished booking the rooms, cheering: ¡°It¡¯s done, all of us can sleep now!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s great,¡± Luo Qiuman laughed as she made fun of herself, ¡°Hurry up and head over ba, this old person here stood till she almost fell asleep.¡±


    Not only Luo Qiuman, but all of the guests who sat in a plane for most of the day were also very tired. Zhang Yunfei had an extremely good sense to take over Luo Qiuman¡¯s luggage and led the way towards the exit.


    Qi Xingchen naturally would not give the male and female protagonists a chance to interact. With a sudden bright idea, he directly grabbed Tao Tao¡¯s luggage cart.


    Tao Tao: ¡°¡­¡­No need, no need. My luggage is not heavy, I can push it by myself.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, Tao Tao-jie. You¡¯re so skinny, it¡¯s better for me to do it ba.¡± With a big wave of his hand, Qi Xingchen behaved like a gentleman.


    After saying that, in order not to give Tao Tao a chance to back out, he started walking1 and left her behind.


    As he walked, there was a burst of footsteps getting closer and closer. He had thought it was Tao Tao catching up to him and did not think much of it.


    However, in the next second, a piece of clothing was flung exactly onto his arm that was pushing the cart.


    He lowered his head to take a look. It was Bo Ye¡¯s dark blue denim jacket.


    The footsteps continued to get closer, eventually slowing down beside him. Keeping his eyes forward, Bo Ye said at a volume only the both of them could hear: ¡°There was too much luggage, I couldn¡¯t carry them all.¡±


    QI Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Didn¡¯t you only bring a single suitcase?!


    .


    When they reached the hotel, they met another challenge.


    A usual suite had 3 rooms: a living room and two bedrooms. Qi Xingchen¡¯s original plan was to let the extra woman live in one bedroom, the other two men live in the other bedroom, and he would sleep on the living room sofa.


    Who knew that this hotel¡¯s suite was different? There was no living room, only two bedrooms with one bigger than the other. The smaller bedroom had a double bed, while the bigger bedroom had twin beds.


    There was a sofa as well, but it was very small. Even if two of them were placed together, a grown person would not be able to sleep on it, that kind of small.


    Tao Tao said: ¡°Can we switch rooms?¡±


    The six of them came over in two separate cars. Zhang Yunfei who arrived first shook his head: ¡°I just asked the front desk, all of the suites have already been booked out.¡±


    ¡°Maybe cancel the suite and book two other standard rooms?¡±


    ¡°We can cancel rooms, but we need to pay half the price as commission.¡±


    The price of the suite was 10002 kroner, with half of it as the commissioning fee, 500 kroner would just be gone like that.


    ¡°How about we get another standard room?¡± Luo Qiuman yawned.


    ¡°One standard room costs 400, and we just spent 150 for the taxi,¡± Tao Tao winced slightly, ¡°If we book another room, we would have spent almost 2000 today when added up¡­¡­¡±


    She did not continue her words, but everyone at the scene had an inkling of what it was.


    The total amount of travel funds was 8000. It was not even the first day and they had spent 2000.


    What about the seven days of the official trip?


    If they wanted to save their resources3, they could only inconvenience a female guest to stay with the men in the suite now.


    ¡°Why not¡­¡­¡± As the female protagonist of this novel, Tao Tao shouldered the responsibility at this critical moment, ¡°Since Qiuman-jie¡¯s sleep quality is poor, Ziyu has a lot of activities recently, they both need a good rest. I¡¯m a heavy sleeper, let me go over ba.¡±


    Lu Qiuman said: ¡°Won¡¯t it be inconvenient?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright, Qiuman-jie,¡± Tao Tao held onto Luo Qiuman¡¯s arm, ¡°Later on I¡¯ll just shower and remove my makeup at your side, then head over!¡±


    Seeing that Tao Tao¡¯s expression did not seem forced4, plus the fact that this was the best solution, the crowd praised Tao Tao and headed back to their own rooms.


    While all the guests were unpacking their bags, the director¡¯s assistant created a group chat to facilitate the notification of events or deployment of the artistes.


    Tao Tao was definitely going to stay in the bigger bedroom with twin beds, but they have yet to decide who was going to take the other bed. Qi Xingchen threw himself onto the sofa and scrolled through his phone.


    ¡°Eh, Yunfei-ge,¡± He looked at the members of the group chat and said with surprise, ¡°Why are there so many people in the group?¡±


    Zhang Yunfei was taking his clothes out from his suitcase, ¡°There¡¯s the directing team, as well as the guest¡¯s agents and assistants, of course there are so many.¡±


    ¡°Assistant¡­¡­ Your assistant would be following you all the time?¡±


    ¡°Of course,¡± Zhang Yunfei chose his clothes and made a phone call to his assistant, ¡°If not, who would take care of the clothing for tomorrow¡¯s filming?¡±


    Pausing for a bit, he seemed to have recalled something: ¡°Xingxing, I saw that you came here alone. Did you not bring an assistant?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t have one for now.¡±


    Zhang Yunfei came over at this moment to pat his shoulder without saying anything, then brought his clothes to find his assistant to iron them.


    Qi Xingchen looked at Bo Ye who was currently hand washing his T-shirt in the restroom.


    An A-lister star like Zhang Yunfei had no shortage of money nor people to support him and was long used to a life of others serving him.


    Liu Ziyu was even more extreme, directly bringing four assistants over today. Since she was staying in this hotel, her agent booked a few more rooms next door, not caring at all about the expense.


    Only this top-traffic celebrity, with the highest position in the entertainment circle, who was often rumoured to throw his weight around, was unpacking his luggage and taking care of his clothes by himself.


    ¡­¡­ Oh god, was his idol really not an angel???


    Qi Xingchen blinked with his cheeks resting on his hands, then found Bo Ye¡¯s WeChat ¡°Bo¡±5 from the group chat¡¯s member list.


    With a sudden move as fierce as a tiger6,¡¾Your7 friend request has been sent, please wait for the other party to accept.¡¿

 CH 11

    In the original text, Tao Tao would then live with Bo Ye in the room with the twin beds. The male and female protagonists would be alone together for the first time. The sweet sleeping face of the female protagonist would let the exhausted male protagonist have a good night¡¯s sleep.


    This kind of plot was very romantic, and Qi Xingchen was not very willing to do things that ruin others¡¯ fated matches. But the male and female protagonist¡¯s divine love threatened this little life of his, and he had no choice but to make a move.


    Tonight, he must separate the male and female protagonists.


    After washing up, Tao Tao knocked on the door, wearing the same white T-shirt and jeans she wore that morning, ¡°Who would I be rooming with?¡±


    Just now when everyone was cleaning up, the programme team placed cameras in all the rooms except for the bathroom, and every single person¡¯s gestures or attitude was in plain sight.


    Qi XIngchen did not dare to continue slouching1 and sat up as straight as a board. He asked her half genuinely in reply: ¡°Tao Tao-jie, who would you like to room with?¡±


    Asking this question was equivalent to shifting the dilemma onto Tao Tao ¡ª if Tao Tao chose Bo Ye, there would undoubtedly be some netizens who would scold Tao Tao for one-sidedly sticking to him to rub off his popularity; if Tao Tao chose Zhang Yunfei, no one could say for sure if it would be made into something scandalous.


    Amongst them, the choice with the least controversy would be him, the one without many fans and who was of a young age. Even if they stayed in the same room, the programme team would not make a mountain out of any sparks between them either.


    It was the safest choice.


    Tao Tao seemed to hesitate and did not speak. At this moment, Bo Ye had finished washing up and brought his wet clothes out from the bathroom and said in a low voice: ¡°Next.¡±


    There was only one bathroom in the suite, thus everyone had to take turns to wash up. Qi Xingchen had yet to deal with Tao Tao, so he turned to Zhang Yunfei: ¡°Yunfei-ge, you go ba.¡±


    ¡°You can go first, I care for the young.¡±


    ¡°You should go first,¡± Qi Xingchen joked, ¡°I respect the elderly.¡±


    After he said that, Qi Xingchen covered his mouth and pretended to just realise that he said something wrong. Zhang Yunfei very cooperatively acted like he was spitting out blood.


    Behind the monitors, the director laughed, ¡°Later, edit a few arrows onto Zhang Yunfei¡¯s chest at this part, giving the feeling of a million arrows through the heart¡­¡­ Noah really didn¡¯t sign this kid for nothing.¡±


    ¡°They really didn¡¯t,¡± The assistant director marvelled, ¡°Surprisingly, he has this much sense for variety, as long as he doesn¡¯t mess up, he would surely be famous in the future.¡±


    Of course, when the director said these behind the scenes, the four people in the room did not know. Qi Xingchen hurriedly got up to apologise to Zhang Yunfei, while Zhang Yunfei held his chest all the way to the bathroom ¡°in grief¡±.


    After the show was over, Qi Xingchen sat back down on the sofa. Just as his butt touched it, a hint of a refreshing mint smell wafted into his nose.


    Turning his head, Bo Ye had sat next to him at some unknown point. His hair had not dried yet, and the damp strands stuck to his forehead.


    To sleep comfortably, he had changed into a loose black T-shirt. Water droplets ran down along the side of his face, sliding over the bump of his Adam¡¯s apple and disappeared into his T-shirt collar.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen did not doubt that as long as it was a woman who saw that scene just now, they would absolutely not be able to escape from the attack of his charms!


    After watching Qi Xingchen¡¯s and Zhang Yunfei¡¯s performance, Tao Tao¡¯s line of sight was already shifting over. Qi Xingchen hurriedly opened his mouth: ¡°Why not¡ª¡±


    Tao Tao looked towards Qi Xingchen: ¡°Hm?¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s room together, Tao Tao-jie,¡± Qi Xingchen saw that she did not look at Bo Ye and breathed a sigh of relief, ¡°I sleep very quietly, without snoring or turning over in my sleep. No sounds at all.¡±


    The camera was beside them; Qi Xingchen had already opened his mouth, therefore Tao Tao had no position to refuse and was ready to agree with him.


    ¡°No way.¡± Bo Ye said all of a sudden.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Qi Xingchen choked up for a moment.


    Is it a must for you2 to sleep together with the female protagonist?


    Honestly, he could not blame Bo Ye. After all, their plot was supposed to develop like this, and as the male protagonist, Bo Ye had to follow the rules.


    Qi Xingchen silently lowered his head, waiting for Bo Ye to throw out an olive branch to the female protagonist.


    ¡°I am a relatively light sleeper,¡± Bo Ye stated, ¡°I can¡¯t stay with the average person.¡±


    Oh, that just means you can only stay with the female protagonist then, why are you still searching for a reason? Qi Xingchen thought in his heart.


    ¡°So,¡± Bo Ye turned towards Qi Xingchen, ¡°You¡¯re sleeping with me.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°???¡±


    .


    And the rooms were assigned like that.


    Zhang Yunfei was slightly shy as he brought Tao Tao to the larger bedroom, while Bo Ye and Qi Xingchen slept on the double bed.


    Qi Xingchen was currently staying at the school dormitory and used bunk beds. But when he was younger, he had lived on the large communal beds3 of the acrobatics troupe before, and he was not opposed to the idea of two men sleeping on the same bed.


    He was only curious as to why Bo Ye specified that they were to sleep together, was he afraid of him laying his hands on the female protagonist???


    Compared to him, Zhang Yunfei was good-looking with a good body figure, was he not a greater threat?


    Qi Xingchen was immensely puzzled, digging his pyjamas out from his suitcase, and he continued to think about it while tugging on the hem of his shirt.


    Bo Ye was still sitting on the sofa listening to music but removed his earbuds when he saw his movements. He frowned: ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Changing my clothes, heading to shower, then sleep ah.¡± How is this also your business?4


    Bo Ye cast a sidelong glance at him, casually picked up his jacket and walked to the left corner.


    He tossed it upwards, covering the camera perfectly, ¡°Many people are watching, be careful.¡±


    ¡°Th-thank you,¡± It turned out he had misunderstood him, Qi Xingchen rubbed the tip of his nose, ¡°I shower very quickly, I won¡¯t delay your sleep.¡±


    After saying that, he rushed into the bathroom. He got it done efficiently5 and came out. Bo Ye was wearing an eye mask with his back facing him and seemed to have fallen asleep already.


    As soon as Qi Xingchen laid down, he could smell a long-lasting cool fragrance.


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    Bo Ye: Heh, your mouth says you love me, yet your body6 wants to sleep together with the female protagonist, what kind of plastic7 fan love was this?


    Tonight¡¯s dream was also minty.


    QI Xingchen often had messy and disordered dreams, most of them about the unpleasant shards of his childhood. Fresh dreams like tonight¡¯s were extremely few, allowing him to sleep very soundly.


    Due to this, he was in a good mood when he woke up, humming while making the bedsheets.


    Bo Ye woke up slightly earlier than him. The hand that was towel-drying his hair paused: ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    ¡°Folding the quilt.¡±


    The hotel quilts would be unfolded for washing after the guests have checked out; it would be for nothing if you folded them.


    Bo Ye¡¯s gaze settled on Qi Xingchen¡¯s back for a few seconds and did not say anything. Hence, Qi Xingchen just happily folded his own quilt, then proceeded to fold Bo Ye¡¯s quilt as well.


    Breakfast was provided by the hotel. Everyone gathered together to have their meal and started to discuss their next course of action.


    Tao Tao said: ¡° Let¡¯s take a look around Copenhagen1 since we are here already. We can treat it as the tourist place for today.¡±


    ¡°I approve,¡± Zhang Yunfei said, ¡°Are there any famous attractions here?¡±


    Qi Xingchen searched through the memories in his brain: ¡°Copenhagen Opera House2, Andersen¡¯s3 Grave, National Museum of Denmark, the Little Mermaid Statue ¡­¡­ Copenhagen Opera Theatre and Andersen¡¯s Grave are near each other, we can see them together.¡±


    ¡°Then it¡¯s settled,¡± Zhang Yunfei clapped his hands, ¡°Xingxing, it¡¯s great that we have you, we saved time on strategising.¡±


    Before she could even interject, today¡¯s tour route was already decided in a few sentences. Liu Ziyu took one look and felt that it could not go like this, eyes darting4, ¡°Xingxing, you specially checked the route before coming right? How hardworking of you.¡±


    Qi Xingchen vaguely replied with a hum. The Qi family had more than ten wine cellars in Denmark, Qi Yunxiao would occasionally bring the original owner here to observe them, therefore the original owner had a deep impression of this place.


    ¡°I knew it,¡± Liu Ziyu sucked a mouthful of milk, ¡°You shouldn¡¯t have worked here before. I did do a magazine shoot in Denmark before though, a pity that time was too tight and I didn¡¯t have time to enjoy myself.¡±


    Only then did Qi Xingchen understand her meaning, she was speaking in a roundabout way again just to mock him for being obscure.


    He had expended great effort to join ¡¶Budget Travel ¡·to get close to the male and female protagonist and had no mood to care about other people. But Liu Ziyu kept trying to pick a quarrel with him, and he also did not wish to tolerate it.


    ¡°Move over.¡±


    Just as Qi Xingchen was about to talk back, a chilly voice came from behind him.


    Bo Ye had returned from his morning run at some point and stood behind him, saying to Liu Ziyu: ¡°You¡¯re sitting on my seat.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Oh, excuse me, I didn¡¯t notice.¡± Liu Ziyu smiled awkwardly, stood up, and made a beeline for the opposite bench.


    As the guarantor of the click-through rate of the fourth season of ¡¶Budget Travel¡·, Bo Ye had his own fixed placement, which was the place the camera was facing directly.


    Like this, it could be guaranteed that he would have the most footage available during post-editing, even though he did not talk much.


    Before when Liu Ziyu plopped down over here, it was also due to the fixed camera position facing at this location directly and wanted to increase her footage a bit more. Who would have thought that Bo Ye would actually chase her away?


    Underneath the table where it could not be recorded, she clenched her fist with all her strength, her long fingernails almost puncturing the flesh of her palm.


    .


    At 10 am Denmark time, the crowd left their luggage at the front desk and departed towards Anderson¡¯s grave.


    As the oldest male in the group, Zhang Yunfei automatically assumed the responsibility of the leader, conveying the screenwriter¡¯s intention: ¡°Denmark is a green country, promoting low-carbon travel. On the boulevard, that row of bicycles at the opening can be used for free, saving money and the environment as well. Let¡¯s ride the bicycles there, how about that?¡±


    How else could it be? Looking at the big sun in the sky, the guests faked a smile: ¡°Of course we will!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s no fun to just ride the bicycles, how about a PK5?¡± Zhang Yunfei further proposed.


    ¡°How do we compete?¡±


    ¡°We have three males and three females, so we¡¯ll divide into two groups by gender. The male and female that gets first place will be rewarded with a large meal.¡±


    ¡­¡­ Seeing that there were only such a small bit of travel funds, how large can the large meal even be? Although the guests grumbled in their hearts, their movements were still keen and quick, each person selecting a bicycle that was to their liking.


    While waiting for Zhang Yunfei to issue the command, Qi Xingchen took out his earbuds, stuffing one side into his ear and wrapping the other around the handle of his bicycle.


    The following shot assistant was bewildered: ¡°Xingxing, what are you doing?¡±


    ¡°By letting my bicycle listen to my idol¡¯s voice, it would be able to go faster later on.¡± Qi Xingchen stated resolutely.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± The following shot assistant had no words. One really cannot afford to mess with a Grade 106 rainbow farting contestant.


    5 minutes later, when everyone had finished preparing, Zhang Yunfei shouted: ¡°Take your positions¡ª¡±


    Qi Xingchen leaned forward to brace himself, while the following shot assistant did not make any sound.


    ¡°3, 2, 1, Let¡¯s go!¡±


    With a ¡°whoosh¡±, Qi Xingchen rushed into the neighbouring alley!


    The cameraman and following shot assistant did not react in time: ¡°¡­¡­Xingxing, slow down!¡±


    Unfortunately, Xingxing could not slow down. He would usually cycle to and fro school and the acrobatics troupe, after more than a decade, this craft of his has been practised to the point of perfection7.


    Besides, he also knew how to ride a unicycle, if he could get things done with a single wheel, wouldn¡¯t the addition of another wheel be a double kill?


    Qi Xingchen cycled faster and faster, taking note that he was still filming a programme and thus did not show his full strength.


    Afraid that the guests would tunnel through alleys, the cameramen and following shot assistants all rode electric bicycles8. Now, they realised, despite the fact that their bicycles were motorised, they almost couldn¡¯t catch up with a manually powered one. They shouted at the top of their lungs9: ¡°XINGXING!¡±


    The director heard the cameraman shouting from the audio monitor and thought that something went wrong on site, and he hastily asked: ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t dare to go too fast on the electric bike as I¡¯m carrying the camera equipment, and I can¡¯t catch up to Qi Xingchen!¡±


    When the director heard this, he first heaved a sigh of relief, then felt it was hilarious immediately afterwards. He ordered the following shot assistant of Qi Xingchen¡¯s group: ¡°What is the scene right now like? Shoot it for me.¡±

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    Following his instructions, the following shot assistant took out his phone and tapped on the record button.


    Only to see the cameraman shouting once more: ¡°Xingxing!¡±


    ¡°En?¡±


    ¡°Wait for me, I can¡¯t catch up with you!¡±


    ¡°No way, I¡¯m racing.¡±


    Two people: one was on this side of the street, one was on the other side of the street. Maybe Qi Xingchen¡¯s voice was too loud; it scared off a group of pigeons at the street corner. He even said ¡°sorry¡± to the pigeons in Danish.


    The cameraman was unable to withstand it, taking a deep breath, ¡°Xingxing, you are recording a programme, not participating in a sports competition. If I can¡¯t record you, you would have no footage during this segment when the show is broadcasted!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright. The competition first, the programme second,¡± Qi Xingchen declared seriously1, ¡°Ge, you need to exercise more.¡±


    Right after he said that he increased his speed and rushed off once more.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± The cameraman¡¯s face filled with anxiousness, then he slapped his forehead, and could only continue chasing.


    The following shot assistant finished recording and sent this clip to the director. The director and assistant director watched it till they were howling with laugher, and the director mused with much regret: ¡°This material is full of punchlines, unfortunately, it was shot with a phone, what a waste??2.¡±


    ¡°Not necessarily,¡± The assistant director said, ¡°Don¡¯t we just happen to have no footage for the teasers3 to maintain the heat? If we make Bo Ye¡¯s side exert themselves, the amount of effort put in4 would be too high, we might as well use this footage ba.¡±


    The director mulled over it and felt it was indeed the case. He told the following shot assistant to shoot another video of his state when he reached the finishing line, then informed the post-production crew5 to be ready to cut the video.


    During the second half of the journey, the cameraman was out of breath and panting, and Qi Xingchen slowed down a little. The end result was obvious, considering he cycled fast and chose a short route, he was the first to arrive.


    The cameraman who was finally able to stop felt as if his soul was escaping to the heavens6. His eyes showed confusion, already forgetting what day it was today or where this place was, and his mouth could not stop muttering something.7


    Following the director¡¯s instructions, the following shot assistant took out his phone to ask the cameraman: ¡°Li-ge, what did you say?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­How much have I sinned in my previous life, that I just had to enter this profession?¡­¡­¡± The cameraman wiped away the mess of bitter tears, ¡°If I have a next life, laozi8 definitely would not enter the media industry!¡±


    And Qi Xingxing, who forced the industry¡¯s elite to retire entirely through his own strength, knew nothing about this. He unhooked the earbud from the bicycle¡¯s handle and was still boasting about how awesome9 his idol¡¯s voice was. It was all thanks to his idol that his bicycle was able to fly.


    Bo Ye, who had been standing at the alley entrance for 5 minutes and waited for Qi Xingchen to reach the finishing line before continuing to pedal forward, showed a puzzled face.


    ¡ªWere his capabilities that advanced???


    .


    On the female¡¯s side, the first was Tao Tao. As the winners, Qi Xingchen and Tao Tao rightfully won the large meal.


    They found a restaurant that looked pretty good. After ordering their dishes, Qi Xingchen got up to wash his hands.


    Pushing open the door of the washroom, he was caught off-guard when he saw two familiar faces ¡ª The manager and vice manager of the Qi family¡¯s wine cellars had finished their lunch, and they were facing the mirrors as they tidied their appearances while chatting.


    ¡°Second Young Master!¡± At the same time, they had seen him. Surprised and enthusiastic, they rushed up to greet him, ¡°What brings you10 here?¡±


    Hearing this address, Qi Xingchen immediately said: ¡°Shhh!¡±


    ¡°Oh oh oh, sorry Second Young Master,¡± The manager lowered his volume, ¡°Are you11 here for an inspection?¡±


    Qi Xingchen looked around. Luckily the cameraman was completely wiped out and did not have time to come over to film him. He heaved a sigh of relief and answered: ¡°No, I¡¯m here to record a programme.¡±


    Pausing, he added on ambiguously: ¡°I don¡¯t want anyone to know my identity, so from now onwards, just pretend you¡¯ve never seen me, and don¡¯t talk to me ah!¡±


    Qi Xingchen did not have any power in the Qi Group, but every employee of the Qi Group, no matter from a local or overseas branch, all knew that this Second Young Master was the apple of the Qi family¡¯s eye12, he was the treasure that the entire Qi family was afraid of dropping if they carried it in their hands, or afraid of dissolving if they held it in their mouths.


    Hence they did not dare to disobey, both of them covering their mouths and transforming into mutes. Qi Xingchen gave them a satisfied look, then left after washing his hands.


    After he had gone away, the vice manager glanced at the manager: ¡°Although Second Young Master gave the orders, are we really going to pretend we never saw him?¡±


    ¡°Did you f*cking13 eat onions14 till you became stupid?!¡± the manager slapped the assistant manager hard on the head, ¡°If Chairman Qi knows of this, he will surely scold us for not taking good care of the Second Young Master. Let¡¯s go, we¡¯ll see what the Second Young Master is eating.¡±


    The two people stealthily tiptoed to the door, and peeked in with only one eye, only to see an inexpensive set meal placed in front of Qi Xingchen and Tao Tao, while the rest of the group were even more wretched, with only a main course each.


    ¡°¡­¡­What kind of sh*tty show is this?!¡± The manager panicked, ¡° How can you give this to the Second Young Master to eat? You, go and call the owner of the restaurant here.¡±


    The vice manager went to call the owner over in response. The manager whispered a few words into the owner¡¯s ear, then stuffed him with a stack of money. The owner could not stop nodding his head happily.


    After cycling for the entire morning, the crowd was extremely exhausted. Once he had cooperated with the programme team to show a winning face, Qi Xingchen beamed: ¡°Come on, let¡¯s all eat together.¡±


    Due to the high prices of food in Denmark, to save money, as well as being the losers, the rest of them had ordered vegetable dishes.


    Luo Qiuman said: ¡°Can we really do that?¡±


    Qi Xingchen and Tao Tao confirmed that unanimously, hence the crowd cheered and began to eat liberally.


    Halfway through their meal, the restaurant¡¯s owner and a waiter suddenly carried a big tray over, lightly coughing, ¡°Ahem, excuse me, could we disturb you all for a moment?¡±


    The owner¡¯s English was heavily accented15, hence the guests took a while before they responded: ¡°Sure, what do you16 need?¡±


    ¡°Today is our restaurant¡¯s anniversary, and I would like to give the highest prized dish,¡± the owner pointed to the tray, ¡°to the best-looking person in the restaurant.


    All the guests had originally thought the owner had recognised one of the stars and came over to ask for an autograph. They did not expect him to actually give a dish, and all their lines of sight fell onto the tray. Without saying, it was really the highest prized dish ¡ª fresh fish roe and all kinds of seafood meats, there were even two blue lobsters17.


    The owner was standing beside Liu Ziyu, Liu Ziyu analysed impassively: The owner was a man, so the dish must be for a woman. And among the three women, Luo Qiuman was too old, Tao Tao on the other hand was pure and innocent-looking, and only she had beautiful looks and an alluring figure.


    These complimentary dishes were most likely for her.


    Liu Ziyu sat upright and pressed her lips together to rub18 at the residual lipstick on them: ¡°I see, it turns out that the best-looking person in the restaurant is at our table! Thank you19 for your hospitality, and we also have to thank the person who traded their looks for a feast for us.¡±


    ¡°You are welcome,¡± the owner bowed courteously20 and directed the waiter to serve the food, ¡°It is my honour to serve you21, Mr Qi Xingchen.¡±


    The author has something to say:


    Qi Xingxing: My idol can hypnotise, can encourage bicycles to speed up, can¡­¡­


    Bo Ye (petty): Oh, then why didn¡¯t you sleep in the same room as me22?

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    Liu Ziyu¡¯s smile instantly froze.


    The cameraman facing her covered his mouth as his shoulders shook, seeming to hold back his laughter excruciatingly.


    In actual fact, no one could blame the cameraman. Liu Ziyu getting the wrong idea and then putting on an air of pretension just now was way too obvious, anyone would have been able to see it.


    Only the standing owner could not see Liu Ziyu¡¯s facial expression; he still could not stop the praises of how Qi Xingchen was so good-looking, and how much he liked him sprouting from his mouth.


    Qi Xingchen was still able to listen at the start, but afterwards, he could not even hold onto his face1 and faked a smile: ¡°I¡¯m very flattered, thank you2 for your hospitality.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re too modest my boy3, I hope to see you again next time!!!¡±


    Naturally, you¡¯ll want to see me again, since seeing me once would earn you a ton of money, Qi Xingchen thought in his heart.


    He could guess that this was done by the manager because if the owner really wanted to gift dishes to a male, there was obviously a better looking one beside him, the choice would never be him.4


    He stole a covert glance at the ¡°better looking¡± Bo Ye: the corners of that person¡¯s lips were curved up slightly, though he was unsure if it was happy or mocking.


    ¡°Full?¡±


    Seeming to have felt someone looking at him, Bo Ye raised his left eyebrow, which brought the outer corner of his eye up the tail of his eye as well, ¡°Be more focused when eating, best-looking person.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    His face burnt completely into ashes.5


    The afternoon mainly consisted of sightseeing. Since Copenhagen was not large, the 6 of them quickly finished their stroll as they chatted while walking.


    After heading back to the hotel to pick up their luggage, they decided to rent a cottage in the countryside as Liu Qiuman suggested. The price was cheap, and most importantly, the living conditions were good.


    On the way to the Aunslev6 Village, Qi Xingchen twisted his body to hug the back of his seat and blinked his eyes non-stop at Director Zhao.


    The blinking raised goosebumps on Director Zhao: ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Xingxing?¡±


    ¡°I just wanted to ask, our requirement is to travel to a different place every day, right?¡±


    Director Zhao: ¡°¡­¡­Right.¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no requirement that the places of interest have to be at different places, correct?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Correct,¡± Director Zhao heightened his vigilance, ¡°But if it¡¯s at the same location ¡ª let¡¯s say Aunslev Village, walking from the tree at the beginning of the village to the tree at the end of the village definitely doesn¡¯t count as two places of interest.¡±


    Bo Ye who was sitting beside him was resting his eyes. Afraid of disturbing him, Qi Xingchen waved his hands in mock-seriousness and whispered: ¡°We won¡¯t, we have to be responsible for the audience and certainly won¡¯t use the same village twice.¡±


    As he said this, he opened up Google Maps and pointed at the screen: ¡°There are two other villages around Aunslev Village7 with stunning sceneries that are unique from one another. Does that count as two different places of interest?¡±


    Director Zhao: ¡°¡­¡­Did all the d*mn brains8 grow in you???¡±


    .


    Director Zhao did not want to agree, but since the words have already been said, he had no choice but to agree.


    Arriving at Aunslev Village, they quickly rented a villa from a local farmer. There were two floors, with a total of four rooms.


    To prevent the same awkward incident as the last time from happening, the crowd decided to let the oldest amongst them, Luo Qiuman, stay in a room by herself, while Tao Tao and Liu Ziyu would stay together in another room.


    When it came to the males, Qi Xingchen learnt to race to be the first to answer: ¡°Senior Bo Ye has poor sleep, let him have a room to himself. Yunfei-ge, we¡¯ll just have to squeeze for a bit, is that alright?¡±


    Zhang Yunfei agreed laughingly, and everyone returned to their respective rooms. After arranging all of his personal items, Qi Xingchen flopped onto his bed and looked through WeChat.


    The friend request he had sent to Bo Ye yesterday was still not approved.


    Bo Ye¡¯s display image9 was a photo of in-ear monitors. The lighting was dim, and among the disorder of light and shadows, a hand reached out towards the in-ear monitors.


    Qi Xingchen could recognise that the hand was Bo Ye¡¯s hand. And that pair of in-ear monitors was actually the gift he gave Bo Ye through the official fan club on the fifth anniversary of his debut.


    It was a custom model, which cost him almost a year¡¯s worth of savings.


    The inside of the casing was engraved with a line: I look up to10 you from the abyss.


    Qi Xingchen specially urged customer service to conceal the engraving a little, so Bo Ye should not be able to see it.


    Only that for some unknown reason, even though Bo Ye had so many in-ear monitors that could go with various looks, he just had to use the one he gifted as his display picture.


    He quickly tapped on the Weibo post that was being forwarded, it was a small clip released by the official Weibo of¡¶Budget Travel¡·.


    ¡ª Let¡¯s Budget Travel Together! Season 4 Official Weibo: #Let¡¯s Budget Travel Together! Season 4# We never fathomed that the programme that ran safely for 3 seasons would actually start off on the wrong foot in the fourth season. In the first episode, we have already sacrificed an excellent cameraman @Qi Xingchen.


    [Video]


    Opening the video, one would see the Qi Xingchen on the streets of Denmark pedalling with wheels on fire1, while the cameraman carried the video camera on his shoulder, doing his very best to ride the small electric ¡°donkey¡±. His entire being seemed to have transcended; he looked small, weak, pitiful, and helpless.


    It was as if he was asking God: Who the f*ck am I? Where the f*ck am I? Why the f*ck do I have to suffer like this?


    Below were more than 30,000 replies, as well as more than 20,000 forwards. As far as the eye could see, the entire screen2 was filled with¡¾HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA¡¿.


    Furthermore, under the heat generated by this video, the topic #Let¡¯s Budget Travel Together! Season 4# also soared to second place in the new topic ranking list.


    Opening hot search, ¡°The guest who tired the cameraman to death Qi Xingchen¡± had already reached the upper half rungs of the hot search list and even maintained the trend of rising continuously under the non-stop forwarding and comments.


    With the extra support by the double rankings on the topic list and the hot search list, the follower count of his main account had climbed directly to 500,000.


    Without question, this was a topic that the programme team had hyped themselves. Qi Xingchen did not expect such a good thing to fall into his lap3. He switched back to WeChat, intending to thank the director verbally first, and wait till they reach the city before buying the director a gift.


    The rest of the night had been quiet. However, on the second day, Qi Xingchen was awoken by Zhang Yunfei¡¯s excited voice.


    ¡°Xingxing, get up quickly, you got onto the hot search list!¡±


    ¡°Ge, didn¡¯t you see Weibo yesterday?¡± Qi Xingchen rubbed his eyes vigorously, his single eyelids almost turning into double eyelids from his rubbing, ¡°I got onto it yesterday.¡±


    Zhang Yunfei swiftly snatched away his pillow, ¡°How is that the same thing? Get up quickly.¡±


    Qi Xingchen pondered, how could it be any different? At most, it would have fallen down the list.


    After all, other than big events that were in the midst of brewing, there were very few hot searches that remained on the list overnight.


    He sat up and unhurriedly went to change and wash up ¡ª this time not forgetting to cover the camera, then opened up Weibo.


    Thud4, the towel in his hand fell to the ground.


    H-h-he¡­¡­ actually climbed to the fourth place on the hot search list!!!


    Other than stars with a small bit of fame, few small fries5 could get to this position. And if there was no forwarding by the netizens, it would certainly not be rooted to the fourth place like a nail hammered in.


    He had confidence in his obscurity, hence he hid in the bathroom, immediately calling Qi Yuji.


    ¡°Ying ying ying6, Xingxing,¡± Qi Yuji accepted the call within a second, ¡°Did you finally remember your jiejie?¡±


    Qi Xingchen was distracted for a bit by this: ¡°Didn¡¯t I just leave for two days?¡±


    ¡°But I always feel like I haven¡¯t seen you in a long, long time!¡±


    Qi Xingchen had no brothers or sisters, only briefly having parents, and thus could not understand such feelings. He said perfunctorily: ¡°¡­¡­Then I¡¯ll call you every day from now on.¡±


    Qi Yuji gave a cheerful cry, only then changing her tone from miserable to normal.


    Qi Xingchen tried, but still felt he was unable to call out ¡°jiejie¡±, and vaguely bypassed it: ¡°Oh, by the way, were you the one who bought the hot search and water troops?¡±


    ¡°It wasn¡¯t me, it was da ge7! Don¡¯t blame me this time around!¡±


    It was indeed was done by the original owner¡¯s family, isn¡¯t it the same no matter who bought it? Qi Xingchen had no words for a moment, ¡°It¡¯s too expensive to buy a hot search in its early stages, also there were too many water troops purchased for forwarding. Tell da ge to not buy them in the future.¡±


    ¡°Tell him yourself, I can¡¯t convince8 him,¡± Qi Yuji paused, ¡°Besides, it¡¯s not as if it was useless. See it for yourself, your follower count is already going to exceed a million.¡±


    Qi Xingchen went to take a look; yesterday night, the follower count had increased again by almost twofold, currently standing at 920,000.


    ¡°Just a bit more and you would instantly pass the one million milestone,¡± Qi Yuji encouraged, ¡°Xingxing, your followers are about to be more than jiejie¡®s!¡±


    Ever since graduating from university, Qi Yuji had no job, occasionally accepting private freelance design jobs. Whenever she was bored, she liked to go to Weibo to upload photos and updates about her life. Because her looks were beautiful, plus the fact that many people found the socialite life fascinating, she accumulated a lot of fans.


    Qi Xingchen perfunctorily replied Qi Yuji a few more times, though before hanging up, Qi Yuji said in a small voice: ¡°Xingxing, Dad and da ge miss you a lot, could you take a photo of your surrounding environment for them to see?¡±


    Listening to Qi Yuji¡¯s extremely cautious tone, some sadness bubbled up in Qi Xingchen¡¯s heart. The original owner was really blessed with a fortunate life but failed to appreciate it9, if this family had been given to him¡­¡­


    Forget about it, don¡¯t think about it anymore. All of this was not his anyways. Qi Xingchen hung up the phone and took a picture of the villa.


    "


    Qi Xingchen was stupified for a long time, then shook his head and opened the Weibo app11. The ensuing @s that blasted directly in his face startled him!


    Up to more than 20,000 entries!!!!


    What was going on here??? He didn¡¯t get slandered by someone, did he???

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    The chat interface only had that lone line; Bo Ye did not say anything after accepting the request.


    Meanwhile, Qi Yuji who received the photo exploded in excitement1 and called Qi Yunxiao directly.


    ¡°Da ge, you saw Xingxing¡¯s photo, right?!¡±


    ¡°En,¡± Qi Yunxiao asked, ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Those lousy house furniture are all from the 90s, can Xingxing get used to living there?!!¡±


    Qi Yunxiao sighed, ¡°If he¡¯s not used to it, he has to adapt as much as he can. Boys would always need to venture out into the world and suffer a bit. If not, what is he going to do if something happens to him in the future?¡±


    Qi Yuji pursed her lips; what Qi Yunxiao said was reasonable, she could not possibly keep protecting her younger brother and not let go of his hand.


    But she still felt distressed and spoke after some thought: ¡°Let¡¯s invest some money in Maimang ba, such that Xingxing¡¯s suffering would not be in vain, let Maimang give him more screen time when they edit the recording.¡±


    ¡°You didn¡¯t need to remind me,¡± Qi Yunxiao¡¯s voice was indifferent, ¡°I¡¯ve already done it. What did you think was my purpose when I bought the fourth place on the hot search list?¡±


    Qi Yuji pondered for a bit, then it swiftly dawned on her: ¡°Oh¡­¡­ I know! With Xingxing¡¯s current level of fame, getting to fourth place is definitely because of someone pushing from behind. Once Maimang is conscious of this, they would offer preferential treatment to Xingxing. Perhaps, in order to make us buy more hot searches, they would also release more clips of Xingxing!¡±


    The corners of Qi Yunxiao¡¯s lips curled: ¡°That¡¯s right, since Xingxing didn¡¯t let us help him behind his back, we can only think of other ways.¡±


    .


    As predicted by Qi Yunxiao, the director and producers were all wily old birds2 after mixing in the entertainment circle for so many years. After some consulting, they could guess that Qi Xingchen had a backer, and their attitude towards him improved a lot.


    With the huge pit that Qi Xingchen dug for the director, the guests passed three days in contentment. During the day, they strolled around the village, chatting or showing off3; at night, they went to the farmers¡¯ house next door to buy ingredients to cook in order to save money.


    Amongst these few people, only Luo Qiuman and Tao Tao knew how to cook. Zhang Yunfei debuted and rose to fame early, thus he always had assistants waiting on him.


    Liu Ziyu led a pampered life4, while Bo Ye was even more so, with his father in politics and mother in business, he was basically a young master who never did a day of manual labour5.


    Seeing Luo Qiuman cook for two days in a row, Qi Xingchen felt bad about it and volunteered himself: ¡°Qiuman-jie, let me make dinner today ba.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re so young, yet you can cook?¡± Luo Qiuman didn¡¯t believe him.


    Qi Xingchen grinned: ¡°The food is not delicious, but it is edible.¡±


    After saying that, Qi Xingchen picked up the bags to head outside. Bo Ye just so happened to come in from outside and saw him dragging a few bags by himself, ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°To buy ingredients.¡±


    ¡°Can you do it yourself?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ I can¡¯t,¡± Qi Xingchen¡¯s eyes moved rapidly6, then said pitifully, ¡°Accompany me then, Senior Bo.¡±


    Qi Xingchen had been watching the male and female protagonist attentively throughout these two days, to the point where it could be said that wherever Bo Ye was, would be wherever he was. The comforting thing was that the male protagonist did not seem to have developed obvious feelings towards the female protagonist, or perhaps the male protagonist was already attracted, just that he did not show it.


    Therefore, now that he was going out, he also had to haul Bo Ye along. What should he do in case the male and female protagonist suddenly ignite sparks of love while he was not around?


    Bo Ye was not surprised by Qi Xingchen¡¯s request and took all the bags from his hands, taking the lead to head out.


    Walking up to a farmer¡¯s house, Qi Xingchen called out to him: ¡°Senior.¡±


    Bo Ye felt that this term of address was a bit strange and gave an ¡°En¡±.


    ¡°This family has good carrots, let¡¯s go in and have a look.¡±


    The farmer and his wife were just sitting under a tree, leaning against it while chatting. Qi Xingchen greeted them in Danish, then asked in English: ¡°How much are your7 carrots?¡±


    The farmer responded with a line in Danish.


    Qi Xingchen only understood simple Danish words and could not make out the meaning of those words. He asked Bo Ye in a whisper: ¡°What did he say?¡±


    ¡°Their carrots were grown for their own consumption, not for sale.¡±


    ¡°Oh,¡± Qi Xingchen said, ¡°Tell him that we only want a few, ask him to help us by giving us some.¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Bo Ye was stony-faced for a moment, then translated according to what Qi Xingchen had said.


    The farmer and his wife looked at each other and didn¡¯t say anything. All these years, they had grown their own vegetables for themselves to eat and had never sold them before.


    Qi Xingchen could see their hesitation and put both of his palms together to ingratiate them: ¡°Just that your8 garden¡¯s carrots are the cutest and the freshest; if you¡¯re9 willing to sell me a few of them¡­¡­¡±


    He pointed at Bo Ye: ¡°I¡¯ll make him sing a song for you both. He is a big star in China, especially famous!¡±


    Bo Ye froze. He did not expect to undergo a change in hands, as if he was a melon laying in a basket, currently being sold by his fan.


    Qi Xingchen was completely unaware of this, and continued to advertise his wares10: ¡°You can see that he has a good figure with a beautiful face11, so if you¡¯re not satisfied, have him perform a dance for you too.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Bo Ye spoke in a low voice, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you the one dancing?¡±


    ¡°Because I¡¯m obscure!¡± Qi Xingchen declared with force and conviction.


    The cameraman and following shot assistant released a ¡°pfft¡± in laughter. It was the first time the farmer couple had heard someone use ¡°cute12¡± to describe carrots, thus they were also amused by Qi Xingchen and chortled.


    The wife took a shovel and dug out more than ten carrots, threw them into a basket and handed it to Qi Xingchen, ¡°For you.¡±


    With his goal accomplished, Qi Xingchen was overjoyed: ¡°How much are they?¡±


    ¡°Free of charge, as a gift for you,¡± the farmer said, ¡°Since he¡¯s so beautiful, he would match these cute13 carrots just right.¡±


    Naturally, the ¡°he¡± referred to Bo Ye, and Qi Xingchen gave a satisfied sigh. After thanking the farmer couple, he carried the basket while humming as they set out to the next house.


    As they were walking, he was still boasting towards the camera: ¡°I was really wise to pull out14 Senior Bo! Otherwise, how were we able to exchange for so many free carrots?¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    So in his fan¡¯s heart, he¡¯s only worth a basket of very cute15 carrots?


    .


    Relying on Melon Bo, Qi Xingchen successfully received a lot of small vegetables through swindling.


    Luo Qiuman initially wanted to stay in the kitchen to assist, but Qi Xingchen pushed her out: ¡°Qiuman-jie, you¡¯ve worked hard for two days, just try my cooking for today.¡±


    ¡°Alright then, can you handle it by yourself?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, no problem.¡±


    There were close to twenty people in the acrobatics troupe, including their leader. When acrobatics had declined, everyone would take turns to cook every day to save on unnecessary expenditures.


    At 8 or 9 years old when one had yet to fully memorise the Three Hundred Tang Poems1, he had already learnt to peel and slice two potatoes within five minutes.


    The blade of his knife swirled about, and it didn¡¯t take him long to handle all of the vegetables. An hour later, four dishes and one soup that were enough for six people to eat were served to the table.


    The guests clicked their tongues in delight and exclaimed in admiration, except for Bo Ye who looked at the table, not saying anything.


    He was so young, yet he knew how to make so many dishes, this little fan¡­¡­ What exactly had he been through?


    The dishes Qi Xingchen made were only home-cooking, but they were considered pretty good under these conditions.


    Everyone talked while eating, and once they had eaten and drunk to their heart¡¯s content, they went back to their respective rooms. When the room sank into tranquillity, Qi Xingchen recalled Bo Ye¡¯s display picture.


    His sleepiness vanished completely. Afraid that his constant tossing and turning would disturb Zhang Yunfei, he threw on some clothes, preparing to head to the yard to look at the stars.


    In the process of walking towards the stairs, he heard rustling from Tao Tao¡¯s and Liu Ziyu¡¯s room, as if someone was rummaging for something.


    It was so late already, could it be that they haven¡¯t slept yet?


    Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t understand females and moved to continue walking. Not even before he took his first step¡ª


    ¡°AH!¡ª¡±


    A shriek of terror suddenly rang from the room.


    It was Liu Ziyu¡¯s voice!


    At that instant Qi Xingchen did not think twice2, immediately turned around, and kicked the door of Liu Ziyu¡¯s room open with one foot.


    The entire room was pitch black, while the window was wide open. Borrowing the moonlight, Liu Ziyu was kneeling on the bed and desperately trying to crawl towards the direction of the door!


    Behind her, at the bedside cabinet, stood a masked person. From the build of the person, they should be an adult male.


    It dawned on Qi Xingchen in a flash: they were met with a burglary!


    ¡°H-HELP!! SAVE ME!!¡±


    Seeing an ally enter, Liu Ziyu started to shout for help. The burglar had originally planned to steal something and beat it, however, he was startled when he heard the noise, in a moment of desperation he grabbed onto Liu Ziyu¡¯s hair and dragged her backwards.


    In the midst of all this panic, he drew out something from his pocket. A glint of moonlight was reflected, revealing a cold harsh silver gleam.


    ¡­¡­That¡¯s a knife!


    ¡°Save me wu wu, I don¡¯t want to die!¡±


    Liu Ziyu, who felt excruciating pain from being dragged backwards by the hair and dread from not knowing what was going to happen next, was so frightened that her legs kept trembling and raised her head to scream and shout towards the door.


    Almost immediately after that, seeing that the person who came was actually Qi Xingchen, her heart did a flip. There was only one thought remaining ¡ª she was done for.


    The one rushing in at this time, no matter which male, would have been fine, as long as it was not Qi Xingchen. Because she had offended Qi Xingchen to the core in these two days.


    The two female stars were sleeping, and they certainly covered the camera before sleeping. Qi Xingchen would surely use this chance to take revenge on her, by pretending to not react in time and look on unfeelingly as she gets injured by the malefactor.


    Then she would really be done for.


    Liu Ziyu was scared and regretful. She clenched her teeth, preparing to express goodwill to Qi Xingchen first; after all her small life was the most important.


    However, before she could open her mouth, Qi Xingchen took a sudden big stride forward, rushing towards them!


    His leg flew up, the kick landing on the burglar¡¯s arm that was grabbing onto Liu Ziyu!


    ¡°Hiss¡ª¡± In pain, the burglar released his grip as his mouth was drawn back in a snarl.


    Escaping his clutches, she tumbled off the bed in her frantic crawling and rolling3.


    These series of events looked complicated, but in reality, from the time Qi Xingchen rushed in to save Liu Ziyu, less than two minutes had passed. Tao Tao who was in the same room quickly took hold of Liu Ziyu; Zhang Yunfei who was on the second floor and Bo Ye who was on the first had also finally reached the site at this moment.


    ¡°Fxxk!4¡±


    With this many allies, the burglar naturally did not dare to stay for long, cursed at Qi Xingchen in English and shoved him aside. He then took something in passing from the bedside cabinet and leapt out of the window to depart in a hurry.


    All that remained were the curtains fluttering in the wind.


    ¡°Xingxing!¡± Zhang Yunfei flipped the light switch on, then extended his head out of the window to see not a soul in sight in the yard, ¡°Are you alright?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m alright.¡± Qi Xingchen covered his forearm as he shook his head.


    Zhang Yunfei replied: ¡°Then you should rest for a bit. Bo Ye, help pour some water for Liu Ziyu and Tao Tao to take the edge off the shock. I¡¯ll go next door to inform Director Liu to report this to the police.¡±


    The director had also rented a villa next door as a temporary place to work and rest. The two yards were more or less ten meters apart, hence Zhang Yunfei chose to run over and at the same time checked if the burglar left any traces along the way.


    Following what Zhang Yunfei said, Bo Ye went to the kitchen on the first floor to pour three cups of warm water. When he had returned carrying5 the water, he found that Qi Xingchen was not in the room.


    ¡°Where did he go?¡± Bo Ye inquired.


    Tao Tao soothed Liu Ziyu as she replied: ¡°He went back to his room.¡±


    Bo Ye knitted his brow, the scene of Qi Xingchen covering his forearm flashing past his eyes.


    Zhang Yunfei came back not long after. Seeing that the two girls had returned to normal, Bo Ye handed them over to Zhang Yunfei and pickup up his jacket to leave.


    40 minutes later, Qi Xingchen who had taken his second bath of the night and was struggling to put on his T-shirt with one hand, heard his phone vibrate twice.


    It was a WeChat message.


    Bo:¡¾Slept yet?¡¿


    The hand that was struggling with his clothes stopped in place ¡ª Why was Bo Ye asking him if he had slept already?


    Unless he wanted to inquire about the situation at the time of the incident?


    Except that, Bo Ye did not seem to be such a nosy person?


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s arm was throbbing, and in addition to that, he was exhausted after taking a shower. He replied: ¡¾Already lying down.¡¿


    This line was extremely obvious in conveying the meaning of ¡°laozi wants to sleep, we¡¯ll talk tomorrow¡±.


    Bo Ye shouldn¡¯t continue interrogating ba.


    In the end, the other instantly responded: ¡¾Open the door.¡¿


    The author has something to say:


    An early warning for the high sugar content in the next chapter.

 CH 15

    Qi Xingchen stared at the chat interface for a short period, before reluctantly grabbing his jacket to put on and pulling the door open.


    Bo Ye was standing right outside his door with a bag in hand. The spring nighttime wind was somewhat strong in Denmark; Qi Xingchen could feel traces of a slight chill remaining on his figure.


    Qi Xingchen hid his phone behind his back. Then, using his body to block the gap in the door, he asked lazily: ¡°Is something the matter?¡±


    Bo Ye replied: ¡°Is it convenient to let me in?1¡±


    What this person said was an interrogative sentence, yet his tone was that of an affirmative sentence. Even if he said it was not convenient, would it be effective?


    ¡°¡­¡­Come in ba.¡± Qi Xingchen resignedly took a step back, only hoping for the other to finish asking his questions earlier, and end this earlier.


    Bo Ye stepped into the room and locked the door behind him. Qi Xingchen was baffled ¡ª If you want to ask, just ask, what are you locking the door for?


    A shadow immediately shrouded him. Bo Ye walked up to him and said softly: ¡°Stretch out your hand.¡±


    Qi Xingchen had an ominous feeling, ¡°Stretch out my hand? Stretch out what hand?¡±


    AD


    ¡°The left hand,¡± Bo Ye paused, ¡°The one you wounded.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Qi Xingchen fell silent.


    Before the burglar managed to escape, he had shoved him with the hand holding onto the knife. He extended his arm to block it and accidentally got slashed by the knife tip, receiving a gash.


    However, he did not wish to let others see his wound. He did not have that habit of doing so since young.


    Acrobatics was an art full of hardships and pain; learning the basics was easy, but becoming proficient in it was onerous. While practising, impact injuries from falls or being hit by props happened all the time.


    The first day he joined the acrobatics troupe, the leader told him right off the bat: ¡°If you wish to become the top dog, you must then be able to endure all the trials and tribulations that come with it2. All of us here are allowed to cry, just don¡¯t come to me crying, go cry by yourself. I won¡¯t listen.¡±


    Therefore, since then, he never disturbed anyone else unless he had such a serious fever to the point of losing consciousness.


    Since the other party had already found out, he did not intend to continue hiding. Qi Xingchen licked his lips before trying to brush it off: ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    Bo Ye¡¯s tone left no room for argument: ¡°Stretch out your hand.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s really fine.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Why are you so hard-mouthed?¡± Bo Ye sighed internally and softened his voice, ¡°Stretch out your hand, Xingxing.¡±


    Stretch out your hand, Xingxing.


    This was the first time Bo Ye had called him by his nickname3. With his low and magnetic voice saying it aloud in such a soft tone, it was as if a feather fell gently on his heart, tickling it till it was tingling and itchy.


    As if Qi Xingchen was possessed4, he stretched out his forearm.


    Bo Ye smoothly pulled his wrist closer and pushed up the sleeve of his jacket. On his little fan¡¯s snow-white and slim wrist, was a red scratch that hideously snaked upwards.


    The wound was not deep, but it was long. The owner of the cut likely had dealt with it by rinsing it; it did not scab, nor was it oozing blood.


    ¡°Sit.¡± Bo Ye pointed to the bedside.


    Qi Xingchen sat down as if he was possessed again and looked at Bo Ye taking out antiseptic and gauze.


    He vaguely remembered that the programme team did not seem to have prepared any pharmaceutical products, hence while he curiously rummaged through the bag, he asked: ¡°Where were these from?¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°Got them from a neighbour.¡±


    ¡°Which family¡­¡­ Is this a shopping receipt?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Bo Ye stopped talking.


    If you bought it just say you bought it, you even went as far as to lie about it. Qi Xingchen now knew the source of the chill that remained on Bo Ye and stuffed the receipt back in. Not daring to lift his gaze, his line of sight drifted around, and finally landed on the arm that Bo Ye was helping to bandage for him.


    After watching attentively for some time, he discovered something incredible ¡ª Bo Ye unexpectedly did not know how to bandage a wound!


    That¡¯s right, the impressive top-traffic celebrity, the owner of 80 million followers on Weibo, Bo Ye, the Great Emperor Bo, did not know how to bandage a wound!!!


    There were three layers and another three layers5 of gauze, wrapping his arm into a mummy!!!


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s lips curled upwards as he stifled the desire to burst out laughing using great effort. Bo Ye seemed to have sensed something; maintaining his position of bandaging with his head bowed, his eyelids raised when he glanced indifferently at him.


    Bo Ye had hooded and thin6 eyelids, with the tails of his eyes raising upwards slightly. The shape of his eye was extremely alluring when he looked at people from this angle, bringing a subtle sense of ¡°blame¡±.


    Qi Xingchen swiftly lowered his head, reaching his hand out to rub at his own ears.


    Thus, Bo ¡°mummy-production-worker¡± Ye finally stopped his warning look, tied a dead knot with the gauze, satisfactorily completing today¡¯s work.


    His concluding speech: ¡°It¡¯s too late into the night now, there probably aren¡¯t any more doctors at the hospital. Get up earlier tomorrow to get a tetanus shot7.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­No need, it¡¯s only a simple scratch.¡±


    Bo Ye scoffed.


    Hence Qi Xingchen rapidly changed his tune: ¡°Okay.¡±


    Bo Ye looked at the time displayed on his wristwatch. It was 1 am, he had ought to take his leave already. Just before stepping out of the door, he paused in his tracks, ¡°Why are your ears so red? You¡¯re not having a fever, right?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­No! I- I¡­¡­was born with red ears, just like a monkey!¡±


    .


    That night Qi Xingchen went to sleep very depressedly. He did not understand why his IQ would suddenly go offline; he was doing nicely as a human, but he just had to call himself8 a monkey.


    When they got up in the morning, Zhang Yunfei, who guarded Liu Ziyu for a night, had dark circles under his eyes and was just standing in the living room with the director, speaking about something with two men dressed as police officers.


    ¡°Xingxing, you¡¯re just in time,¡± Zhang Yunfei spoke in English, ¡°Officer, he is the one who fought hand-to-hand directly with the burglar last night.¡±


    ¡°Wow!9¡± The police officer exclaimed in surprise, ¡°You¡¯re unexpectedly such a young lad. Handsome and brave, what a good kid.¡±


    Qi Xingchen smiled as he thanked them, then cooperated with the police officers by recounting yesterday night¡¯s incident.


    After sending off the police officers, during breakfast, Director Zhao incessantly apologised to the guests. Especially towards Liu Ziyu who received a fright and Qi Xingchen who got injured last night, Director Zhao had carefully comforted them for a very long time.


    Inadequate security measures by the programme team lead to a knife-wielding burglar breaking and entering. If this section was aired, they were afraid of being drowned by all the spittle from the fans1. Therefore, other than apologising, Director Zhao hinted that he hoped everyone would cover up this matter altogether.


    Both Qi Xingchen and Liu Ziyu expressed their understanding, and could only express their understanding. If they insisted on holding the programme team accountable, the gains from it do not make up for the losses from offending MaimangTV.


    Once everything was settled in Aunslev Village, it signified that the journey to the three villages had ended, and they should set out towards the next destination.


    Everyone dragged their suitcases downstairs in succession. Qi Xingchen had fewer items, hence after he had carried his suitcase down, he had also helped to carry Luo Qiuman¡¯s ones down.


    Luo Qiuman did a headcount of everyone on the first floor, ¡°We¡¯re still missing Tao Tao, did Tao Tao not finish packing yet?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure,¡± Liu Ziyu answered, ¡°She said she couldn¡¯t find something.¡±


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll go help her¡ª¡±


    Once Luo Qiuman heard this, she was about to help Tao Tao search for it together. Mid-sentence, Tao Tao came out with a deathly pale face, interrupting Luo Qiuman.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry everyone, I¡¯m really sorry¡­¡­¡±


    Luo Qiuman: ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°Our money¡­¡­¡± Two streams of teardrops slipped from Tao Tao¡¯s eyes, as her voice trembled, ¡°Our travel funds, they are all lost!¡±


    .


    Yesterday night when the burglar was escaping, he had taken something from the bedside cabinet in passing. The lights were off, and in addition, Qi Xingchen was shoved aside by the burglar, thus he did not get a good look at what the burglar took.


    Now they knew, what he took with him was the coin purse containing the travel funds that Tao Tao was in charge of keeping.


    The trip still had three days remaining, yet they had no more money. This was a major blow for the guests. The floor of the villa immediately sunk into silence, leaving only the sound of Tao Tao sobbing.


    Qi Xingchen recalled that the original text did indeed have the plot of a burglar stealing the money, followed by the male protagonist¡¯s consolation. But the female protagonist was not to blame for the money being stolen, and he went up the stairs to support Tao Tao: ¡°Don¡¯t cry, it wasn¡¯t your fault.¡±


    ¡°It was me who did not fulfil my responsibility, I shouldn¡¯t have left the travel funds outside, I should have carried it on myself for safekeeping!¡±


    ¡°You also wouldn¡¯t know that a burglar would come in, right?¡± Qi Xingchen said in a gentle voice, ¡°We can still think of another way if the money¡¯s gone, but if you end up falling ill, we would have to stay at the hospital for three days, and our mission would be a failure.¡±


    Hearing ¡°mission failure¡±, Tao Tao gradually stopped crying. Luo Qiuman came up again to soothe her for a bit, saying that everyone did not blame her, Tao Tao then finally felt better2.


    Without the travel funds, the programme still had to be recorded, the programme team was even more ecstatic by this turn of events3. They shot a supplementary part of them losing the money, forcibly bending ¡°breaking in and burglary¡± into ¡°stolen along the way¡±. They then left the comfortable Aunslev Village in high spirits.


    When they reached the edge of the village, Qi Xingchen took out some change from his pocket, ¡°I still have around 200 here, it was left over from last night¡¯s purchase of ingredients. This should be enough for us to get to Odense4.¡±


    Odense was the former place of residence of Anderson, and it was also one of the more popular tourist areas of Denmark. Luo Qiuman was surprised: ¡°Xingxing, didn¡¯t you bring this money out with you last night? How did you bring it back untouched?¡±


    ¡°Because there was Bo Ye¡­¡­ ge.¡±


    Once he mentioned the two words ¡°Bo Ye¡±, that statement containing ¡°Xingxing¡± abruptly rushed into his mind. He felt his earlobes heating up and his voice was muffled as he changed the address5.


    ¡°Bo Ye-ge used his charms to help us exchange for an entire basket of vegetables.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­I see, let¡¯s first use this money to get to Odense,¡± Zhang Yunfei said, ¡°When we get there, we can then take our time to reach a decision.¡±


    Tao Tao nodded and took out her phone, prepared to call for a cab. At this moment, Bo Ye stopped them: ¡°Wait a minute.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Bo Ye turned towards Qi Xingchen, ¡°You haven¡¯t gotten the tetanus shot for your arm yet.¡±


    All along, Qi Xingchen had not revealed that he got injured. The crowd only knew about it when Bo Ye had said it in the morning, and they all felt that the knife from the burglary crime might not be clean, thus he needed to get a tetanus shot.


    Afterwards, when they realised that the money was lost, everyone was busy consoling Tao Tao, completely forgetting about6 this incident.


    Now that Bo Ye had mentioned it, Zhang Yunfei patted his forehead: ¡°Right, how did I forget about this? Let¡¯s first bring Xingxing to get the injection ba.¡±


    ¡°Injection¡­¡­¡± Tao Tao briefly displayed some hesitation.


    Zhang Yunfei did not hear it clearly: ¡°Taotao, what did you say?¡±


    ""


    Tao Tao bit her lower lip and did not answer.


    Qi Xingchen sighed and knew what Tao Tao had meant ¡ª there were only slightly more than 200 kroner left. If they used it for the injection, following that, were they going to live on air7?


    He took the initiative to say: ¡°It¡¯s alright, the wound has already formed a scab, I don¡¯t need the injection.¡±


    ¡°No way.¡± Bo Ye shook his head.


    ¡°Getting the injection would delay us, I¡¯m worried that we won¡¯t be able to reach Odense today.¡±


    Bo Ye cast a sidelong glance at him, the little fan had purposely not brought up the issue of money and made the excuse of being worried about affecting their itinerary in order to protect their teammate in front of the camera.


    But it was indeed not good to draw on their final reserves right now. If they did, it would be easy to raise discord when the programme is broadcasted. He called Director Zhao to the side and spoke a few lines with him.


    Not long later, the two of them returned. Director Zhao spoke earnestly to Qi Xingchen: ¡°Xingxing, your injury was caused entirely by our lack of security. I¡¯ll bring you to the hospital now for the injection, all of the transportation costs and medical fees will be covered by the programme team.¡±


    Qi Xingchen gave an ¡°En¡±, only realising then that Bo Ye had gone to find Director Zhao to negotiate with him.


    The conditions of the medical treatment in Scandinavia was unlike back in their country, booking a doctor¡¯s appointment for an injection could waste an entire morning. With limited time to shoot, Director Zhao definitely would be unwilling to do this.


    Just that, if Bo Ye had requested it personally, they would not dare to disagree.


    After the purchasing of medicine yesterday night, he owed the fake idol another favour. Qi Xingchen was not one to express his deep gratitude through words, nodding to give thanks.


    Bo Ye had the same indifferent expression as before, clasping his arms while jutting his chin at him: ¡°Get in the car, little monkey8.¡±

 CH 16

    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 station1, 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¡ª¡± 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 dog2 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 resources3. 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 point4.


    ¡°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 haystack5, 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 nothing6, 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 death7 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 jiejies8, please help to clear up a space for me.¡±


    The crowd was sceptical, Tao Tao asked inquisitively, ¡°Xingxing, are you planning to perform9 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 anticipating10: ¡°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¡­¡­11¡±


    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!12¡±


    ¡°Thank you, then here is my fumbling attempt13.¡±


    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!


    What kind of miraculous skill was this?


    All of the passers-by were dazed, one after another they took out their phones, some to take pictures, some to record videos.


    From the video, one could see the umbrella flipping as it flew on the youth¡¯s toe, no matter if it was the tip of the handle or the top of the umbrella, it always landed very stably.


    Not long after, the youth raised his other leg, alternating the trick between his two feet. As the umbrella was tossed up and caught as it landed, the pink petals design on it seemed as if it had scattered from the surface of the umbrella, fluttering about, painting a very romantic image.


    Despite the guests being from the same country, and the programme team¡¯s staff members having seen acrobatics before, they still couldn¡¯t believe that they had this sort of talent beside them, following the Danes to look on dumbstruck.


    Only the cameraman remembered that he needed to do his job, staring fixated on Qi Xingchen¡¯s performance while aiming the video camera at Qi Xingchen, shooting the audience¡¯s reactions from time to time.


    Ending the performance, Qi Xingchen dusted off his clothes while standing up, then went to get the plates.


    The plates were placed on the floor, and as he bent over, his clothes slid upwards, unintentionally revealing a length of his slim white waist.


    Instantly, Qi Xingchen felt that someone was pulling his T-shirt backwards, continuing to do so until he had picked up the plates and stood straight.


    ¡°Thank you, Bo Ye-ge¡­¡­¡± He whispered, ¡°But it¡¯s alright, I¡¯m not a girl anyways, I¡¯m not bothered by people looking.¡±


    Bo Ye¡¯s gaze was settled elsewhere, shaking his head without saying anything.


    Thus Qi Xingchen did not continue paying attention to him, displaying the front and back of the plates towards the audience, showing that they were porcelain plates.


    ¡°Darling, just take your plates and come with me, I¡¯ll give you all of the delicious food from my house!¡±


    A Danish boy thought that he was asking for food with those plates and had squeezed past the people in front to shout loudly.


    ¡°Thank you,¡± The boy caused Qi Xingchen to smile in amusement, ¡°Please wait for a moment.¡±


    He became even more good-looking with that smile, and at this time many people had recovered from the shock from the umbrella tossing performance1, fishing out their wallets one after another to pull out bills to hand to Tao Tao.


    Tao Tao bit her tongue as she accepted them, with one round, they already obtained 700-800 kroner.


    The umbrella bumping was a more aesthetic performance, following this, Qi Xingchen was prepared to play with something more interesting. He took the plates before the crowd of people and handed them towards a girl in the first row.


    ¡°Wow!¡± The girl¡¯s mouth fell open in pleasant surprise, thinking that the pretty Chinese boy was gifting them to her. Just as she reached out to accept it¡ª


    Qi Xingchen tossed a plate up into the sky with a wave of his hand.


    The girl and the spectating crowd subconsciously raised their heads, after tossing the first, Qi Xingchen proceeded to toss the second, when he had tossed the third, he caught the first one just in time.


    The heads of the audience kept moving up and down, up and down, up and down¡­¡­


    The skill of juggling was the most basic in acrobatics, the difficulty of the act rose higher and higher along with the number of items being juggled; it was also related to the weight of the items, the heavier they were, the more difficult it was to grasp a rhythm.


    But Qi Xingchen did not mind at all, easily increasing the number of plates to four, then easily increasing it again to five, then¡­


    It was a pity that there was only enough money to buy six plates, if not he could have juggled till the necks of the audience snapped.


    After juggling the plates, Tao Tao received another wave of money.


    Over the course of two performances, the audience¡¯s pockets were nearly emptied out by Qi Xingchen. He gave a gentle smile: ¡°Thank you, everyone, for your support, the next item would be my gift to you, no need for payment.¡±


    With that, he laid down as before.


    ¡­¡­ Afterwards, while tossing the umbrella upwards with his feet, his hands started to juggle the plates!!!


    ¡°Whoa!¡± Director Zhao couldn¡¯t bear it anymore, ¡°This young fellow not only knows how to toss umbrellas and juggle plates, but he also f*cking knows how to toss umbrellas while juggling plates?!¡±


    ¡°HAHAHAHAHAHAHA~¡± The assistant director was so amused that he split his sides laughing, ¡°Old Zhou, this young fellow is a real gem ah! Do you believe that this video of his would go on fire again tomorrow?¡±


    .


    Although Qi Xingchen had said there was no need for payment for the last segment, the passer-bys still contributed generously, taking out more bills.


    A black-haired girl stepped forward, and after stuffing a roll of money to them, insisted on taking a photo together with Qi Xingchen. Qi Xingchen good-naturedly took a photo with her, but the girl suddenly burst into tears.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Qi Xingchen set the phone aside, ¡°Are you not feeling well?¡±


    ¡°N-no,¡± The girl¡¯s Chinese was not very fluent, ¡°My mom is from China, but I was born and brought up in Denmark. When I was young, my mom told me that my motherland was really great and really strong, with lots and lots of miraculous things. I¡¯ve been wanting to go back and visit my country for many years, but I never found the opportunity. Thank you, thank you so much for bringing China¡¯s culture over here, allowing Chinese people far from home to experience our motherland at a close range; also thank you for being willing to display this to Denmark, letting them know that in the East, there exists such an ancient and mysterious nation2.¡±


    The girl¡¯s accent was very strong, her words were in disarray; furthermore, her phrasing was excessively in written language. It took a long time before everyone could discern what she was saying.


    Qi Xingchen saw that she had described his street performance as ¡°culture diffusion¡±, and became somewhat embarrassed. Immediately afterwards, a sour feeling rushed into his nose.


    Leaving one¡¯s homeland for tens of years, one would be like duckweed, unable to find one¡¯s roots all long, and one can well imagine how much longing and how much sorrow one would have.


    He took out some pen and paper from his bag, then wrote his address and phone number down, ¡°If you happen to have some time to visit, you can contact me, I¡¯ll take you to have a good look at our magnificent rivers and mountains.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± The girl started crying even more, ¡°You¡¯re too kind! You are welcome to come and find me often as well!¡±


    Qi Xingchen grinned: ¡°Okay.¡±


    In order for Qi Xingchen to be able to find her, the girl left behind her Facebook. Liu Ziyu edged closer to look, then gasped in shock ¡ª This girl was in fact a blogger with 3 million fans!


    After they had sent the girl off, the guests were almost unable to hold back their joy, pretending to squeeze out of the crowd of people calmly and collectedly, and after they had completely left the passer-by¡¯s field of view, the six heads rapidly gathered together.


    ¡°Taotao, quick, count it,¡± Zhang Yunfei said excitedly, ¡°How much money is there?¡±


    ¡°Let me see, 100, 200, 300¡­¡­¡± The more Tao Tao counted, the higher her voice rose, ¡°3200, we have 3200!¡±


    Luo Qiuman heard the sum of money they had and her eyes rounded: ¡°Gosh, is it actually that much?! It¡¯s almost half of our travel funds!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right,¡± Liu Ziyu echoed, ¡°Xingxing, you really are of great merit to us!¡±


    QI Xingchen placed his hand on his back and pinched himself twice, feeling that it was very strange.


    With Liu Ziyu¡¯s character, this line should have been said cynically. However, her tone now was normal, as if she actually considered him to be of great merit.


    Qi Xingchen was not that used to listening to the praises of his companions, and quickly put it to an end: ¡°Let¡¯s first find a place to stay, the sky is going to be completely dark soon.¡±


    ¡°Right, right, right.¡± Everyone reacted, taking out their phones to look for a hotel.


    Qi Xingchen also followed them in searching, and very faintly, he felt that there was a line of sight hovering over and searching3 his back.


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    T-tomorrow, a warning for a lot of sweetness¡­¡­

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    The room pricing in Odense was slightly cheaper than in Copenhagen. With this amount of money, the guests finally freed themselves from the miserable circumstance of sleeping on the streets and booked two suites, one for the males, one for the females.


    After being around each other for so many days, everyone was already familiar with each other. Once Qi Xingchen entered, he made a beeline for the bathroom, then spread-eagled1 to block the doorway: ¡°I¡¯ll bathe first!¡±


    ¡°Sure sure sure,¡± Zhang Yunfei did not mind at all, ¡°Bathe quicker. After getting bumped and shoved in the car for an entire day, my body already smells.¡±


    ¡°Alright!¡± Qi Xingchen darted inside.


    Fortunately, there was a mirror inside the moment he stepped in, and he took off his top and turned around.


    From the mirror, there were more than 10 purple bruises scattered across his back, all from lying on the floor earlier in the performance and being jabbed by pebbles.


    To keep the balance, his mind had to concentrate when tossing the umbrella, hence he didn¡¯t feel the pain until they were counting the money. He had laid down for too long; the indentations caused by the press of the stones were very deep. They did not hurt, but he could imagine that his sleep would be in no way comfortable.


    He rushed under the sprinkler and efficiently2 finished a quick shower3. After pulling on his pants, his arm reached around to his back, intending to massage away the bruises.


    ¡°Knock knock knock,¡± The bathroom door sounded all of a sudden.


    ¡°Yunfei-ge? I still need a while longer.¡±


    ¡°No,¡± a low magnetic male voice rang out, ¡°It¡¯s me, Bo Ye.¡±


    The male protagonist? What on earth did he want? The hotel bathroom separated the wet and dry areas, so if he wanted to use the toilet he could do it outside. Unless he was in a hurry to wash his face?


    ¡°¡­¡­Please wait for a moment, I haven¡¯t finished yet.¡±


    Based on his voice, Bo Ye guessed that he had finished bathing and should have been clothed.


    Hence he did not intend to be long-winded, saying straightforwardly: ¡°I¡¯m coming in.¡±


    Right after saying that, the door handle made a metallic sound of being twisted. As if Qi Xingchen¡¯s nerves were twisted along with it, in his haste, he hurriedly picked up his jacket and held it over his chest!


    Bo Ye who entered:¡±¡­¡­¡±


    The cool white light in the bathroom set off the boy¡¯s snow-white, almost transparent skin. His slim jawline curved gracefully; beneath the dripping wet and slender neck, the contours of his collarbones were in full view.


    The exposed fore and upper arms were extremely slender, but they were not of the slenderness of general firewood sticks. The muscle contours were smoothly defined, so it was clear that he usually would focus a lot on working out.


    Seeing him enter at this moment, a crimson flush clearly visible to the naked eye rose to the boy¡¯s cheeks, and it was on its course to spread gradually down his neck.


    ¡°¡­¡­ Whatever you want to do, do4 it quickly,¡± Qi Xingchen took a step backwards, ¡°I haven¡¯t even dried my hair yet!¡±


    Bo Ye raised an eyebrow: ¡°Weren¡¯t you not bothered about others looking?¡±


    When Bo Ye had helped him to pull down his shirt, he had said ¡°It¡¯s alright, boys aren¡¯t bothered by others looking¡±. He did not expect this person to actually hold this grudge, and Qi Xingchen ground his teeth in regret.


    Seeing him forced to admit defeat, the smile on Bo Ye¡¯s lips deepened as he finally let him off, then asked, ¡°Are the injuries on your back serious?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ How did you know?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s not important,¡± Bo Ye released his arms from their crossed position and shook the small bottle in his hand, ¡°What¡¯s important is that you can¡¯t apply the medicine on by yourself.¡±


    Qi Xingchen cast a glance at it. He had seen the small bottle before, it was the medicinal oil that Bo Ye had bought together with the other pharmaceutical products yesterday night. Last night, Bo Ye was not sure whether he had a cut or a sprain and had bought two bottles of every type of medication.


    ¡°Turn around,¡± said Bo Ye, ¡°I¡¯ll apply it for you.¡±


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s ears were almost on fire, ¡°Thank you, but there¡¯s no need, I¡¯ll do it myself bah.¡±


    ¡°Didn¡¯t you not want to delay Yunfei-ge¡¯s bath?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­En.¡±


    ¡°Then just do as I say.¡± Bo Ye said.


    There was no way around it, it was indeed not a good thing for the two of them to be in a deadlock here. And Bo Ye was right, the bruises were all on his back and he couldn¡¯t massage them himself.


    Hence, Qi Xingchen pressed his clothes onto himself with one hand, braced himself on the edge of the sink with the other, and turned around in mortification.


    Bo Ye achieved a milestone victory, he then poured the medicinal oil onto his palm, rubbed his hands together for a while, then slapped his palms onto Qi Xingchen¡¯s shoulder with a ¡°smack¡±.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Has this young master ever rubbed in medicine for anyone else?


    Bo Ye¡¯s mother was a businesswoman and his father was a politician, so he has always had a nursemaid to look after him since he was a child.


    Debuting at the age of 17, he won the Best Newcomer Award with just his singular debut song. A new star that became extremely successful5 in one leap; which of his managers, assistants, and bodyguards wouldn¡¯t worship him like a Buddha?


    Forget about rubbing in medicine for other people, even his own injuries would be treated by other people, he did not even have a bit of experience in this aspect.


    However, he could sense that he was going about it the wrong way and eased up on his strength, kneading and rubbing slowly. The bumps on the boy¡¯s spine were like musical notes leaping out from a curve, full of a rhythmic sense of beauty.


    Bo Ye eased up on his strength even further and finally finished massaging after more than ten minutes.


    .


    He had to admit that the medicinal oil was very efficacious; by bedtime, his back did not even have a tinge of pain.


    Qi Xingchen laid in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. It was as if there was a stone weighing his heart down, and he felt that he should say something to Bo Ye.


    Yet he did not know how to start the conversation; words of gratitude had already been said and there was not much point in saying them again.


    He fished his phone out from under his pillow and pondered while facing Bo Ye¡¯s profile picture for a long time. He typed a line, deleted it, typed another line, deleted it.


    After finalizing the next itinerary with his manager on WeChat, Bo Ye wanted to remind his little fan not to put pressure on his back as much as possible while sleeping. Opening the chatbox, what he saw was ¡¾The other party is typing¡­¡­¡¿


    Three minutes passed by: ¡¾The other party is typing¡­¡­¡¿


    Eight minutes passed by: ¡¾The other party is typing¡­¡­¡¿


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± Bo Ye was speechless. This person couldn¡¯t be writing him a letter of commendation, could he?


    In that case, it was better to not let him. Bo Ye forthrightly1 typed out a word: ¡¾Speak.¡¿


    Xingxing: ¡¾¡­¡­Oh¡¿


    Xingxing: ¡¾I just wanted to, you know2, thank you. ¡¿


    Bo: ¡¾You¡¯re welcome.¡¿


    Xingxing: ¡¾Okay, then I won¡¯t disturb your rest, goodnight¡¿


    Bo Ye read the word ¡°goodnight¡±, felt his mood relax a lot, and was just prepared to lock his screen to go to sleep.


    Xingxing: ¡¾Wait!¡¿


    Bo: ¡¾?¡¿


    Xingxing: ¡¾May I ask, why do you treat me this well?¡¿


    Why?


    Images of the boy biting his lower lip while insisting on not stretching out his arm, his pupils that contained sparks while performing acrobatics, as well as the waistline that was unintentionally exposed as he stooped down flashed before Bo Ye¡¯s eyes.


    Tsk, it was really white.


    ¡¾No reason,¡¿


    Bo Ye replied, ¡¾I dote on fans.¡¿


    .


    With the money Qi Xingchen earned, the three days remaining were not great for everyone, but they were not hard-pressed for money either. Every day they would roam about in happiness and harmony.


    On the last day of the trip, when it was time to buy gifts for the fans, Zhang Yunfei said, ¡°Xingxing, take your pick first.¡±


    The number of forwards of the lucky draw gift would directly determine whether there would be an individual reward for the gifter during the next trip. The money used to buy the gifts was all earned by Qi Xingchen, so Zhang Yunfei letting him pick first was understandable, and everyone agreed as well.


    Qi Xingchen, however, shook his head, ¡°I¡¯m not going to buy anything, I¡¯m planning to give the umbrella and plates I used for my performances to the fans ¡­¡­ Don¡¯t you laugh, Qiuman-jie, those are the tools I make a living with!¡±


    ¡°Fine, fine, I won¡¯t laugh anymore.¡± Hearing that Qi Xingchen wanted to give the discounted umbrella and the broken-edged plate to his fans, Luo Qiuman could not stop laughing, guessing that not many fans would want this.


    In truth, Qi Xingchen knew that this gift was shabby, but he had his own considerations.


    If he took the money and was the first to pick a gift, other than it being not so respectful towards his seniors, in the case where the number of forwards of his gift really made it into the top three, his actions would seem too showy.


    He did want to be popular in a short amount of time, but being in the limelight enough in the first episode, he had to let others experience some benefits. If by any chance, he had caused the other guests to bear a grudge against him and thus find water troops to secretly find materials to vilify him, he did not have enough power to clear his name.


    So when it¡¯s time to let go, let go; and when it¡¯s time to hold back, hold back. This was what he had summed up from experience after being schemed against many times.


    Seeing that he was determined not to buy a gift, everyone stopped trying to persuade him and rushed to the shopping centre together to choose.


    There wasn¡¯t much money left, each person had about a hundred kroner at their disposal, so it was all up to whose gift was more creative and thoughtful.


    While everyone was choosing, Qi Xingchen was not idle either. Yesterday Qi Yuji had called and acted like a spoiled child saying that she wanted a Danish speciality.


    Actually, which speciality did she not have? She just wanted ¡°a speciality bought by her younger brother¡±, that¡¯s all.


    Qi Xingchen bought Qi Yuji a small decoration, which was a painting. In the end, he felt that it was not practical enough and bought her a bag of the latest fashion from a niche brand as an addition.


    Still unassured, Qi Yuji called him, ¡°Xingxing, you didn¡¯t forget your jiejie¡®s present, did you?¡±


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    ¡°No, I just finished shopping for it.¡±


    ¡°What did you say, Yuji?¡± Through the phone, Dad Qi¡¯s voice came through.


    Qi Yuji covered the microphone, ¡°Xingxing bought me presents HAHAHAHA, Dad you don¡¯t have any oh!!¡±


    Qi Yuji was so pleased with herself that her voice could not help but be louder than usual, and all of it entered Qi Xingchen¡¯s ears. He suddenly remembered how Dad Qi had lied in order to see him off before he left, and turned back resignedly, picking out a tie for Dad Qi and a pair of shirt cufflinks for Qi Yunxiao.


    After doing all this, Qi Xingchen, who had no manager to help with maintaining interpersonal relationships, chose a gift for everyone in the crew. The director¡¯s gift was the most expensive, followed by the assistant director, the camera-crew chief, and so on; even the small production assistants who did odd jobs were not left out.


    Trinkets with local features were bought for the female guests, while oil painting albums were bought for Zhang Yunfei. When it came to Bo Ye, he was placed in an awkward position.


    In Bo Ye¡¯s heart, he was his fan and thus had to be treated differently from others. In his heart, he now owed Bo Ye two favours, and it would be inexcusable to buy something without thought.


    He walked round the place twice and a shop that made hand-painted goods finally caught his gaze. He took out his AirPods case and walked in.


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    Xingxing: ¡°Whatever you want to do, do it quickly!¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°Oh, I can¡¯t do it any faster.¡±3


    ¡­¡­ My text is not going to get locked if I cause some disturbance in the author¡¯s notes, will I? Begging the auditor da ge to let me get away with this.

 CH 18

    Once the shopping was done, the group started travelling to the next stop of their trip.


    On the way to the airport, Director Zhao was all smiles as he said: ¡°Let me tell you all a piece of good news, our next stop is domestic!¡±


    ¡°Finally, we¡¯re going back! It¡¯s really inconvenient abroad with the language barrier! Where are we going?¡±


    ¡°A place with absolutely stunning scenery of mountains and rivers,¡± said the director, ¡°Qianzhou1.¡±


    Most of the guests had filmed or attended events in Qianzhou, so they were relieved to hear that.


    In fact, as long as one was in their own home country, one would feel safer than being abroad. After all, the medical care and public security in their country were still commendable.


    Once Tao Tao finished rejoicing, she asked the most important question: ¡°Director Zhao, how much travel funds will we have for our second stop?¡±


    The director gestured with five fingers.


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s little heart rose to his throat¡ª ¡°It can¡¯t be five thousand bah!¡±


    Given the programme team¡¯s outstanding nature2, a reduction to five thousand was quite possible.


    ¡°No,¡± the director was still smiling as before, ¡°Fifty thousand3.¡±


    Fifty thousand???


    The guests couldn¡¯t believe it for a moment ¡ª if they were budget travelling with fifty thousand, other things aside, it would be entirely possible to spend the seven days comfortably.


    ¡°¡­¡­ I wasn¡¯t finished yet,¡± the director continued, ¡°This time round, the cost of the tickets to Qianzhou are also included in it.¡±


    The guests: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    F*ck, we just knew that the dog programme team had no good intentions!!!


    Of course despite them complaining, once they got off the vehicle, everyone still resigned themselves to buying plane tickets.


    ¡°I just checked,¡± Qi Xingchen took out his phone, ¡°if we use our airline miles, in addition to spending money, it¡¯s about 6400 for business class from Denmark to China4 and 2000 for business class from there to Qianzhou.¡±


    ¡°So that¡¯s 8400 for one person, and for six people ¡­.. 50,400, hiss¡ª¡± Zhang Yunfei finished calculating and sucked in a deep breath, ¡°do we still have to fork out 4005more?¡±


    ¡°No need to calculate for six people, count five, I¡¯ll just fly economy class and be able to buy discounted tickets.¡± Qi Xingchen shook his head.


    The price of flying economy class from Denmark to China is 3000, and there was a special price of 900 from there to Guizhou6. Like this, the total expense would be 45,900 with 4100 yuan left over.


    But Zhang Yunfei felt a bit apologetic, ¡°I¡¯ll accompany you in economy class too, I can bear the hardship.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not a matter of bearing the hardship or not,¡± Qi Xingchen covered his chest, and joked, ¡°No matter which of you goes to economy class, would cause the passengers to have heart attacks from overexcitement¡ª especially that top-traffic celebrity. A plane stampede incident is not something that can be easily resolved, so let¡¯s not bring disaster to the innocent masses bah.¡±


    Indeed, with the guests¡¯ fame on full show, going to a place with a lot of passengers was sure to cause a commotion, especially for Bo Ye.


    ¡°While I don¡¯t have to, I¡¯m so obscure that no one will even recognise me if I go¡­¡­ What¡¯s that phrase?¡±


    ¡°What phrase?¡± The cameraman asked subconsciously as he watched his performance with rapt attention.


    ¡°Taking advantage of obscurity to commit crimes7, yes,¡± affirmed Qi Xingchen, ¡°that¡¯s the phrase!¡±


    ¡°Taking advantage of obscurity to commit crimes? HAHAHAHAHA¡ª¡±


    The crowd couldn¡¯t help but laugh at his novel use of words, and Luo Qiuman laughed till she had to wipe tears from her eyes. In the midst of all the laughter, Bo Ye approached quietly.


    ¡°Come to business class,¡± his voice was soft and low, ¡°it¡¯s not comfortable to be in economy class for a ten hour plus flight.¡±


    It was not that he did not want to go, but the conditions really did not allow it. ¡°If we spend all the money, what are we going to do over there, let the bunch of us live on air8?¡±


    Bo Ye¡¯s good-looking eyebrows furrowed in a split second.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay,¡± Qi Xingchen waved his hands, ¡°I¡¯m accustomed to it.¡±


    After saying that, Qi Xingchen went to buy his own ticket. Everyone felt that it was not good to let the youngest suffer, but they could not find any other way to solve the problem. They could only form a circle in the airport waiting area and tell him some stories to relieve their boredom and express their care.


    After chatting for a while, a slender hand suddenly reached out in front of Qi Xingchen. The well-proportioned joints were holding a bear-shaped ice-cream cone.


    ¡°Wow! How cute!¡± Liu Ziyu was astonished, ¡°Bo Ye, so just now, you went off to buy the ice cream! Is this the ten pounds9 for one from the cold drink shop next door?¡±


    ¡°En.¡±


    ¡°What made you think of buying this for Xingxing?¡±


    ¡°Cough,¡± Bo Ye pressed his fist against his mouth and coughed lightly, ¡°Them little kids10, don¡¯t they all love to eat this?¡±


    .


    Qi Xingchen felt that he was being offended.


    He was very big already, okay? He had entered adulthood for three years now, okay? How could he still be called a little kid¡­¡­ Eh, this little bear looks so cute!


    One lick, and the tart and sweet fruit flavours burst on the tip of his tongue, sweet yet not overwhelming.


    It seemed to be very delicious!


    He vaguely remembered when he was three or four years old, he would often pass by small snack shops and always drool over the multi-coloured spheres of ice cream.


    The orphanage director would then pull him away and coax, ¡°Ice cream is not delicious, our little Xingxing is the most well-behaved, he doesn¡¯t eat ice cream.¡±


    Over time, he genuinely came to think that ice cream was not delicious. Later on, when he was able to earn money from his own performances, he never thought about buying ice cream to cool off in the summer heat.


    He didn¡¯t expect it to taste like this, a tingle of tartness11 like the ice cream grew in his heart. He took out his phone and found Bo Ye¡¯s contact.


    Xingxing:¡¾Thank you¡¿


    Xingxing: ¡¾Forgot to say it earlier¡¿

 CH 19

    The six guests were sitting in a row waiting for the plane, and Luo Qiuman was using his massager while sitting next to him on the left side.


    Bo Ye was on the far right. When he felt his phone vibrate, he took it out and glanced at it, then switched off his screen.


    Qi Xingchen waited but did not receive a reply; he leaned forward to look to his right and found that Bo Ye was listening to music with his headphones on, so he probably did not hear it.


    He typed again: ¡¾By the way, what did you use to buy it? Didn¡¯t we have nothing left of the funds for our stop at Denmark?¡¿


    During the recording, the camera followed Bo Ye practically every inch of the way, and had also followed him when he went to buy ice cream just now, so Bo Ye could not find the opportunity to cheat by using his own money.


    Bo: ¡¾Just eat.¡¿1


    Xingxing: ¡¾¡­¡­Oh¡¿


    How harsh, Qi Xingchen put away his phone indignantly. It was the first time he had eaten such delicious ice cream. Not wanting to finish it too quickly, he took small bites each time.


    Bo Ye subconsciously stroked his index finger, where a ring had been, but was now completely bereft.


    .


    After the ten hour plus flight, it was already Monday noon when the group arrived in Qianzhou.


    Director Zhao was quite forthright: ¡°We¡¯ll pay for the vehicle to the destination this time, no need for you all to spend money!¡±


    ¡°Ah,¡± Zhang Yunfei was so tired that there were rings of green and black around his eyes, ¡°My intuition tells me that you guys definitely are up to no good2.¡±


    Sure enough, Zhang Yunfei¡¯s intuition was accurate. After getting into the multi-purpose vehicle and catching up on their sleep, when the group opened their eyes, they were already in the middle of a boundless expanse of green.


    Qi Xingchen jumped out of the car, hand at his brow as he stood on tiptoe to look ahead. All he could see were the continuous mountain peaks reaching through the clouds; the lush green mountain forests were limitless, as if the ends of the mountains were the edge of the world; a place that could never be reached.


    ¡°It¡¯s beautiful!¡± Seeing this kind of view, the guests could not help but exclaim.


    At this moment, more than ten villagers driving ox carts, seeing the multi-purpose vehicle approaching, immediately started applauding while shouting with accents interspersed: ¡°Welcome Damai3 TV to Niuben4 Town and Yangshan5 Village to film a drama!!¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ It¡¯s Maimang6 TV, not Damai,¡± Director Zhao was the last to get out of the car and corrected exasperatedly, ¡°and not to film a drama, but to record a programme.¡±


    ¡°Forgive me, leader, forgive me, I said it wrongly,¡± the leader of the group of villagers said sheepishly, ¡°My name is Zeng Er7, you can just call me Old Zeng. The village chief, whose sheep is giving birth, asked me to receive you. I don¡¯t have a way with words8, so leader, don¡¯t take this personally hah.¡±


    Saying this, he pulled out a towel from his trouser pocket and gave a few harsh whips on the ox cart: ¡°Get in, leaders, it has been raining for the past few days and the road is all muddy, so cars can¡¯t get in, we can only inconvenience everyone to take this la!¡±


    Liu Ziyu: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    When she had said at that time that she might as well be participating in X-Change9 when she joined¡¶Budget Travel¡·, she never thought that her words would turn out to be tragically prophetic. With the situation now, how was it any different from f*cking X-Change?!!!


    The guests climbed onto the ox cart with wooden faces, and Qi Xingchen stared at Bo Ye from the corner of his eyes and could see with one glance that his complexion was not looking well.


    He had a chronic dust allergy, all of the Night Skies knew about it. Facing an ox cart that was full of dust, no one could say for sure if his allergy would be triggered.


    Qi Xingchen took off his outdoor jacket10 and laid it along the side of the cart without batting an eyelid, ¡°Bo Ye-ge, there are wooden splinters here, be careful.¡±


    He was afraid that the villagers could hear them and it would hurt their pride, so he didn¡¯t say that it was because there was so much dust. This was also why Bo Ye had kept quiet. Luckily, Qi Xingchen managed to cover it up with a reason, and Bo Ye nodded at him in acknowledgement, finally taking a seat.


    The road into the village was really bad, and after moving then stopping again and again for over an hour, the guests covered their bottoms while they were sent to the village chief¡¯s office by Zeng Er.


    The village chief¡¯s office was right at the entrance of the village, a small brick room of a dozen square meters, which would not have fit this many people if the village chief had not gone home.


    Director Zhao made the guests stand in a line, ¡°Yangshan Village and the surrounding mountain range and villages are the main tourist places we will be tackling at this stop. From now on, I will release a mission message every morning. If the mission is completed, the challenge will be a success; if not completed, the challenge will be a failure and two thousand dollars would be deducted from the travel funds.¡±


    ¡°Two thousand?¡± After hearing the director read out the rules, Tao Tao couldn¡¯t help but protest, ¡°We¡¯re down to four thousand now, after two deductions, wouldn¡¯t we lose all of it?!¡±


    Director Zhao shrugged, ¡°You all can choose to complete the mission ah.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ Who knows how difficult the task will be!¡±


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter how difficult it is, I¡¯ve invited help for you all at this stop,¡± the director laughed, ¡°our temporary guest11¡­¡­ Oh, speak of the devil12, he¡¯s here just at the right time!¡±


    Through the very small glass window, a thin, tall man could be seen talking to the video camera as he walked this way, and the curious guests stretched their necks to look outside.


    Only Qi Xingchen was frozen in place as if ice water had been poured over his head, unable to utter a single word.


    Qi Xingchen did not expect that even though he had tried hard to push Zhou Yu down and squeeze himself in, what he wanted to prevent from happening still failed to be prevented, and what was supposed to have happened still had to happen.


    Was it possible that he still could not change the plot after all?


    Zhou Yu was seen pulling a red RIMOWA1 Supreme co-branded suitcase in his left hand, a Gucci shoulder bag hanging from his right shoulder, dressed from head to toe in the Balenciaga men¡¯s collection, pairing just perfectly with the dirty shoes on his feet.


    He had to grudgingly admit that Zhou Yu¡¯s looks and figure were really not bad, if not Qi Yuji would not have loved him to the point of madness.


    Walking into the courtyard, Zhou Yu bowed while respectfully shaking hands with Director Zhao, who smiled: ¡°His name is Zhou Yu, he is now a model under Noah. Bo Ye and Xingxing should know him, right?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ Oh, yes2.¡±


    Bo Ye did not say anything, and Qi Xingchen just responded mechanically.


    ¡°At the same time, he is a kid that came from Qianzhou,¡± Director Zhao continued, ¡°He is more familiar with this side of the country, so if there are any social customs or habits that anyone doesn¡¯t understand, you can ask him.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right, please give me lots of guidance for the following week.¡± Zhou Yu followed up.


    Once the audience had gotten to know the fixed guests better in the first episode, it was common practice for variety programmes to start adding in new blood from the second episode onwards, to save the audience from aesthetic fatigue.


    It was just that when choosing a temporary guest, they would usually have to choose someone who is more famous. For Zhou Yu to be able to come over this time, is certainly due to the existence of Qi Yuji¡¯s involvement.


    After the director¡¯s introduction, the guests began to exchange pleasantries. Zhou Yu very politely shook each hand one by one, and he reached Tao Tao.


    Tao Tao smiled lightly, ¡°Hello, you can just call me Taotao.¡±


    ¡¾In a spark of lightning3, Zhou Yu was dazzled by Tao Tao¡¯s smile.


    ¡­¡­ This line was from the original text of ¡¶Peach in the Night¡·. Qi Xingchen had a strong recollection of it.


    And the image before his eyes had already overlapped with the original text; Zhou Yu looked at Tao Tao, his soul completely lost. It was just that in the original text, it took place during the first recording of the programme, and now it was taking place at the second stop of ¡¶Budget Travel¡·.


    Qi Xingchen gritted his teeth and hurriedly inserted himself between the two people, pretending to be familiar as he patted Zhou Yu¡¯s arm, ¡°Yu-ge, how could you not inform me before you came?¡±


    Zhou Yu¡¯s expression was bewildered. He didn¡¯t have Qi Xingchen¡¯s contact information, how could he inform him?


    Immediately after, it dawned on him. Now that the camera was here, Qi Xingchen was probably trying to worm his way into being friends with him.


    Ever since participating in ¡¶Budget Travel¡·, Qi Xingchen¡¯s popularity had skyrocketed. Often waking up from his dreams in the middle of the night4, Zhou Yu always could not help but slip into reverie. What would have happened, if the one who had entered ¡¶Budget Travel¡·at that time had been him?


    He would certainly perform better than Qi Xingchen, right? He would have several millions of fans by now, right? He should have gotten hold of a role in a big platform web drama already, right? Maybe he could even be cast in a satellite television show, right?


    It was Qi Xingchen who blocked his way, but fortunately, for the past few days, he had incessantly buttered Qi Yuji up5, begging Qi Yuji to stuff him in by means of her guanxi6.


    Now, it was his turn to take revenge and set up a counterattack. Zhou Yu twisted his mouth into a smile and said snarkily7 ¡°I was afraid that you were busy, hence I didn¡¯t get in touch with you. Xingxing, long time no see ah.¡±


    .


    After welcoming the person, the second stop of the trip officially began, and the first priority was still finding accommodations.


    Zhang Yunfei was still thinking of finding a local farming household to rent a courtyard, like what they did in Aunslev Village. Qi Xingchen stopped him, saying, ¡°Yunfei-ge, let me try. Perhaps, there will be no need to spend money.¡±


    ¡°How are you going to do it?¡±


    ¡°Wait for me to go and chat with Zeng Er.¡±


    With that, Qi Xingchen let the rest wait at the sidelines, then ran towards the courtyard of Zeng Er¡¯s house.


    As one of the villagers who could be entrusted with important guests when the village chief was not available, Old Zeng¡¯s family was the wealthiest in Yangshan Village.


    Qi Xingchen crossed over into the courtyard and nodded in satisfaction before calling out, ¡°Uncle Zeng!¡±


    ¡°Aiyo,¡± Zeng Er had picked up the people and helped settle them down at the village chief¡¯s office, then went home to feed the horses. Seeing Qi Xingchen and the cameras crashing9 in as one large group, he immediately set aside the fodder in his hands, ¡°The leader is here lah!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not the leader, you10 can just call me Xingxing,¡± Qi Xingchen smiled genuinely, ¡°Uncle Zeng, I would like to discuss a matter with you.¡±


    ¡°What matter is it ah?¡±


    ¡°The seven of us guests came over in such a hurry that we have no place to stay. Can we lodge at your place for a few days?¡±


    Zeng Er¡¯s face promptly showed that he was at a loss. Although his house was big, his son and daughter-in-law were living with them. With so many people arriving at once, not only would it be inconvenient, they would also have to provide meals and such for more mouths, which would be too troublesome.


    Qi Xingchen could see that Zeng Er had apprehensions, bringing over a small foldable stool11 and sat down next to Zeng Er. He adopted an attitude of confiding in him with entire sincerity12: ¡°Uncle Zeng, you know what we are here for, right?¡±


    Zeng Er: ¡°I know, it¡¯s for shooting a programme mah.¡±


    ¡°Then you13 should also know why the village chief came to pick us up with great fanfare14.¡±


    Zeng Er nodded: ¡°¡¯Said that you all are strategic partners who can promote the development of the tourism industry and start renown farmhouses to become rich, and whatnot.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s precisely it, Uncle Zeng.¡±


    Qi Xingchen moved closer to Zeng Er, lowering his voice. The following shot assistant could not record the audio, also drawing nearer to be next to Zeng Er.


    Qi Xingchen whispered: ¡°Do you15 think it was appropriate to toss such important guests like us in the office unattended?¡±


    Zeng Er shook his head and said firmly, ¡°It¡¯s not appropriate.¡±


    ¡°Then ponder about it for a bit, why would the village chief rather throw us to the village office, than let you bring us to your home. Your home is certainly the best in the village, even bigger than the village chief¡¯s courtyard. By right, it is the most suitable to receive guests, and also the best equipped to open a renowned farmhouse to earn money.¡±


    Qi Xingchen emphasised the last two words ¡°earn money¡± very clearly.

 CH 20

    However, he could not reveal that he was looking for bedding for Bai Ye. There would be more people eyeing Bai Ye and rumors of Bai Ye acting like a big shot would spread.


    The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment. The woman who had been watching from the side understood and waved her hand with a smile. ¡°Child, which bedding do you like? Just take it back. I don¡¯t want money, as long as you bring it back before you leave.¡±


    ¡°But ¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay,¡± the woman said. ¡°There are only two people in my family and we don¡¯t need too many bedding. You can choose whatever you want.¡±


    If he could get a bedding without spending money, it would be better. Coincidentally, it would shut up Zhou Yu¡¯s mouth. Qi Xingchen could not be bothered with Zhou Yu. He picked the driest bedding and pulled it down while chatting with the woman. ¡°Aren¡¯t you afraid that I¡¯ll take it and not return it?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not afraid. Your eyes are clear and bright. One look and I can tell that you¡¯re a kind child.¡±


    Qi Xingchen blinked his amber eyes and smiled embarrassedly. His eyes were overflowing with brilliance.


    The assistant who was filming the scene covered his heart and muttered, ¡°Damn it ¡­ This monkey spirit is starting to emit his charm again. He definitely did not hide his intentions well!¡±


    But this time, the assistant guessed wrong. Qi Xingchen folded the bedding and carried it on his shoulders. He asked politely, ¡°Auntie, my name is Qi Xingchen. My nickname is Xing Xing. How should I address you?¡±


    ¡°Call me Auntie Sun,¡± Widow Sun said.


    ¡°Okay, Auntie Sun. Thank you for the bedding, ¡°Qi Xingchen said.¡± I can stay here for seven days. During these seven days, if you need any help, feel free to look for me. I know everything from chopping melons and vegetables to repairing light bulbs and flushing toilets. ¡±


    ¡°Aiyo, that¡¯s awesome. Good, good, good!¡±


    Widow Sun had not finished cooking, so Qi Xingchen did not disturb her. After thanking her again, he carried the bedding and left.


    After taking two steps, he did not hear anyone following behind him.


    He really wanted to go back alone, but with the cameras around, he could only pretend to be united. He turned around and looked at Zhou Yu. ¡°Brother Yu?¡±


    Only then did Zhou Yu recover from his embarrassment. He pulled a long face, and his expression was worse than constipation.


    .


    When Qi Xingchen returned to the Zeng family, everyone had already finished cleaning up the house. They were sitting in a circle in the living room, thinking about what to eat tonight.


    Bai Ye was not interested in participating in this kind of conversation. He leaned against the window and looked out of boredom.


    All of a sudden, he saw someone sneaking in through the door. This person was carrying a pile of white stuff on his shoulder. He winked at the big yellow dog guarding the door and made a ¡°shh¡± gesture.


    His actions were as strange as they could be. He did not look like a good person at all.


    Bai Ye was afraid of being burgled again, so he wanted to go out and take a look. However, after the person finished discussing with the big yellow dog, he raised his head.


    A small face the size of a palm, white skin, and single eyelids. Isn¡¯t this Qi Xingchen?!


    Bai Ye watched helplessly as Qi Xingchen carried the quilt and slipped back into the room. Five minutes later, he appeared in the living room as if nothing had happened.


    ¡°Xing Xing, why did you run off in the middle of wiping just now? Where did you go?¡± Zhang Yunfei asked.


    ¡°It was too stuffy in the room, so I went out to get some fresh air.¡±


    ¡°Aiyo, what do you mean by getting some fresh air?¡± Zhou Yu mocked. ¡°You obviously went to look for a quilt!¡±


    Liu Ziyu was curious. ¡°Look for a quilt? Why did you look for a quilt?


    Zhou Yu snorted. ¡°Oh, I¡¯m just a little squeamish.¡±


    Zhou Yu¡¯s tone was sarcastic, and everyone present could tell that there was something wrong with his words. Luo Qiuman changed the topic in time. ¡°Why don¡¯t we go to Old Zeng¡¯s garden and pick some vegetables ourselves?¡±


    Celebrities rarely had the opportunity to participate in this kind of farmhouse activities. When they heard that, they all happily went back to their rooms to change into long pants suitable for entering the vegetable field.


    Bai Ye¡¯s gaze fell on Qi Xingchen, who was also running towards the house.


    Based on his little fan¡¯s personality, how could she be so squeamish that she had to sleep under a clean quilt?


    Then, he came up with an answer. Yes, his little fan¡¯s back was so tender, so it was indeed possible.


    .


    It was currently the time for the first season of vegetables to ripen, and everyone was having a lot of fun. Old Zeng came to call for dinner before reluctantly taking his spoils of war back.


    The spoils of war for the female celebrities were basically persimmons, cucumbers, and other vegetables, which could be eaten at night. Qi Xingchen, on the other hand, was empty-handed. He sat beside Old Zeng and poured wine for Old Zeng while trying to get close to him.


    From the looks of it, he was even closer to Old Zeng than his own son!


    Everyone found it interesting, but Director Zhao and Deputy Director Li felt their scalps go numb. They kept guessing if the monkey spirit was up to something again.


    Fortunately, Qi Xingchen only wanted to understand the situation in the village. In the time it took to eat a meal, he had thoroughly understood the entire Yangxi Village. He even knew when the village head¡¯s dog eloped with a stray dog.


    Old Zeng¡¯s house was very big, and each house had three to four rooms. This time, the guests finally didn¡¯t need to be allocated rooms.


    At night, Qi Xingchen listened to the sounds in the courtyard until only the chirping of cicadas could be heard. He carried the bedding that he borrowed during the day and knocked on Bai Ye¡¯s door.


    Hence, when Bai Ye opened the door, he saw a tall pile of white quilts. A small head peeked out from behind the quilts.


    The small head said in a soft voice, ¡°Don¡¯t ask, let me in first.¡±


    ¡°¡­ Okay.¡±


    Bai Ye turned to the side and made way for the small head.


    Qi Xingchen hugged the quilt and went straight to the single bed. Sure enough, the quilt was lifted up by the bed owner and stacked to the side, revealing the hard bed board below.


    Qi Xingchen huffed and puffed as he laid out the new quilt and folded the damp quilt. He clapped his hands and said, ¡°I don¡¯t like white quilts. It¡¯s like being in a hospital. Your blue one looks much better. Brother Bai Ye, can we switch? ¡±


    So the little fan ran out to find the quilt for him. Bai Ye was stunned and raised his eyebrows. ¡°Haven¡¯t you already changed?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡±


    He was afraid of being discovered, so he made a move as soon as he came in. He really forgot to ask Bai Ye first.


    If Bai Ye didn¡¯t want to change, then wouldn¡¯t he be doing something bad with his good intentions?


    Qi Xingchen was silent for a long time. Bai Ye finally let him go when he saw that he was at a disadvantage. The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile. ¡°But what a coincidence, I happen to like white.¡±


    Qi Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He was completely relieved.


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll change the blue one.¡± Qi Xingchen picked up the quilt that he changed out of. ¡°Oh right, don¡¯t tell anyone about what happened tonight.¡±


    He had been very careful since he came in and tried his best not to make a sound. He didn¡¯t want the audience to know about Bai Ye¡¯s problem so that he wouldn¡¯t be slandered.


    Bai Ye was also very cooperative. He imitated Qi Xingchen¡¯s breath and said, ¡°Thank you, I won¡¯t tell anyone, but ¡ª¡±


    He bent his index finger and knocked on Qi Xingchen¡¯s forehead. ¡°But there¡¯s a camera in our room. Have you forgotten?¡±


    .


    As a poor little boy who participated in the show for the first time, Qi Xingchen often forgot about the existence of the camera. He rolled around for a long time before falling asleep.


    Bai Ye lay on the soft and clean quilt, smelling the unique grassy wind in the countryside. He quickly fell asleep.


    Early the next morning, the big rooster woke up the sleeping guests.


    Director Zhao was crueler than the big rooster. In the Zeng family¡¯s courtyard, he held a megaphone in one hand and pulled a middle-aged man with the other. He shouted, ¡°Are you all awake?¡±


    ¡°Ah? Oh, oh, oh. ¡°The guests reacted sluggishly.¡± We¡¯re awake. ¡±


    Director Zhao: ¡°¡­ Okay, then I¡¯ll announce today¡¯s task.¡±


    ¡°The one standing next to me is called Old Tie. He¡¯s a blacksmith who specializes in making washbasins, water ladles, and other daily necessities. Today¡¯s task is ¡ª Come, Little Li ¡ª ¡±


    After hearing the sound, Little Li, the floor manager, drove a small farm three-wheeled motorcycle out of the shed.


    The bucket was filled with all kinds of iron utensils.


    ¡°Today¡¯s task is to go to the market with Old Tie to sell ironware. The more you sell, the higher the completion rate of the task. ¡±


    Hearing the unfamiliar term ¡°mission completion rate¡±, Zhou Yu asked, ¡°What¡¯s the difference between high and low completion rate?¡±


    ¡°If the completion rate of the task is below 50%, it will be treated as mission failure. If the completion rate is above 50%, there will be no deductions or rewards. If the completion rate is 100% ¡ª that is, all of them are sold out, there will be a hidden reward. ¡±


    All? Sell? All of them?


    This was a large cart of ironware! How could they be sold out?


    The courtyard was filled with complaints. No matter which family, they all needed a limited number of daily necessities. With such a large cart, not to mention selling half, even selling one-tenth of it was a big problem!


    While everyone was complaining, Qi Xingchen¡¯s expression was not very good. When he was chatting with Zeng Er last night, Zeng Er said that the one with the most financial difficulties in the village was the blacksmith next door.


    It seemed that it was this Old Tie.


    If there was really a market for ironware, Old Tie definitely would not be in such a state.


    From this, it could be seen that Old Tie¡¯s goods were definitely harder to sell than imagined.


    But no matter how hard it was to sell, they still had to go. Under the urging of the program team, everyone carried their bags and set off against the dawn.


    When they arrived at the market, there were still not many customers. Old Tie slowly drove forward and said with a smile, ¡°We¡¯re almost at my stall. My son bought you soy milk and fried dough sticks. It¡¯s not expensive, but it¡¯s warm. Don¡¯t dislike it! ¡±


    Everyone expressed that they did not dislike it. Today, they might have to deduct two thousand from their travel fund. If they could get a free meal, it was better.


    A dozen or so meters ahead, the huge words ¡°Ironware¡± came into view. Under the cover of two bamboo poles and a piece of cloth pulled out, the stall had already been set up. There was no goods on it, only seven breakfasts.


    Behind the stall, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old was holding a pen, seemingly writing something.


    ¡°Uncle Tie,¡± Qi Xingchen¡¯s brows immediately furrowed. ¡°Your son doesn¡¯t go to school today?¡±


    ¡°He was supposed to go, but the teacher had something to do at home, so he took a break.¡±


    ¡°¡­ If a teacher has something to do at home, can¡¯t he let another teacher take over the class?¡± Liu Ziyu could not understand. ¡°Besides, it¡¯s impossible for there to be only one class a day, right?¡±


    ¡°Aiyo, girl, you don¡¯t understand us here! Little Tie¡¯s school only has one teacher in total, and he teaches both language and mathematics. The teacher has something to do at home, so of course he won¡¯t be in class! ¡±


    Liu Ziyu showed a shocked expression when she heard that, but in fact, many poor mountain areas were like this. The resources of teachers were scarce, and a teacher had to take on multiple roles.


    Not to mention the quality of teaching, if one day the teacher couldn¡¯t come, the entire class would have to stop classes.


    ¡°Alright, we¡¯re here.¡± Old Tie parked the car in the open space and jumped out of the car first. ¡°Little Tie, come and get him!¡±


    Little Tie put down his pen, greeted the guests, and very sensibly called everyone to eat breakfast.


    Qi Xingchen observed Little Tie from the corner of his eyes as he ate. He saw that Little Tie had returned to where he was before and continued to write. As he wrote, he wiped the corner of his mouth.


    Qi Xingchen said, ¡°Little Tie, come here.¡±


    ¡°Brother, Brother Xing Xing.¡± He came over as he was told.


    ¡°What are you writing?¡±


    ¡°Yesterday¡¯s homework.¡±


    ¡°Do you know everything?¡±


    Little Tie scratched his head. ¡°There are a few application questions that I don¡¯t know.¡±


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll help you take a look later.¡± Qi Xingchen picked up a youtiao from his plate. ¡°In exchange for answering the questions, help me finish this youtiao that I can¡¯t eat.¡±


    Little Tie had a simple and honest personality. He could not tell if Qi Xingchen was telling the truth or not, so he happily took the youtiao.


    Qi Xingchen looked at him wolfing down the food. He felt gratified and distressed at the same time. He passed the soy milk to him. ¡°Eat slowly, don¡¯t choke ¡­¡±


    While he was carrying the soy milk, he suddenly realized that there was an extra youtiao on his plate.


    He turned his head to look at Bai Ye. Bai Ye seemed to be eating very seriously and did not see him.


    After breakfast, Qi Xingchen kept his promise and asked Little Tie to bring the exercise book over.


    ¡°Application questions?¡± Zhou Yu heard Qi Xingchen¡¯s words and came over.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you an art major?¡± Zhou Yu squinted at the exercise book in Qi Xingchen¡¯s hand. ¡°You even know this stuff?¡±

 CH 21

    Almost everyone in the company knew that the original owner had a college education background.


    When he was young, he was spoiled too much and only cared about playing around every day. His results during the college entrance examination were not good, so Qi Xingchen¡¯s father wanted to send him abroad. He was in a rebellious phase, so he rejected his family¡¯s good intentions and stubbornly went to college.


    But who said that college students would definitely not do well in their studies? Qi Xingchen was a little uncomfortable when he heard that. He ignored Zhou Yu and looked at Xiao Tie¡¯s question.


    Then he took the pen and paper. ¡°Xiao Tie, your way of thinking is off track. This function ¡­ ¡±


    Everyone had a thirst for knowledge. When the assistant saw Xiao Tie¡¯s homework, he was especially curious about how to solve it. Now that he saw that Qi Xingchen¡¯s logic was clear, he could not help but be attracted to him.


    The cameraman rarely saw the scene of a celebrity doing homework, so he also stretched his neck to look in. When he finished explaining a question, Qi Xingchen wrote two strokes on the paper. ¡°So the answer is ¡­ Why are you all looking at me?¡±


    ¡°Wow, Xing Xing, you still remember the questions from junior high?¡± The assistant was curious.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t this the most basic function?¡± Qi Xingchen said. ¡°If I forget, how do I learn advanced mathematics?¡±


    ¡°Advanced mathematics?!! Mathematics?!! ¡±


    When he heard the word advanced mathematics, it was as if the assistant¡¯s tail had been stepped on. He jumped three feet high. ¡°Xing Xing, you can even learn advanced mathematics?!!¡±


    Qi Xingchen was speechless.


    He was currently studying at one of the top ten universities in the country. What was so difficult about advanced mathematics?


    However, in order to not destroy the original owner¡¯s ¡°specialist¡± persona, Qi Xingchen did not reply. After repeating the steps to solve the problem to Xiao Tie, he asked, ¡°The answer to this question is not important. What¡¯s important is the way to solve it. Have you memorized the way to solve it?¡±


    Xiao Tie scratched his head. ¡°Brother Xing Xing, I still have to think about it.¡±


    Qi Xingchen nodded. Inherent logic was not something that could be corrected immediately.


    ¡°Then, Brother Xing Xing,¡± Xiao Tie said carefully, ¡°If there¡¯s something I don¡¯t know, can I still ask you?¡±


    ¡°Sure, I live in the Zeng family¡¯s house. You can look for me anytime.¡±


    ¡°Then ¡­ if my classmate doesn¡¯t know, can he also ask you?¡±


    How many children could there be in a village? Qi Xingchen waved his hand nonchalantly. ¡°Come on!¡±


    After finishing Xiao Tie¡¯s homework, the flow of customers in the market gradually increased. Everyone got down to business and began to help Old Tie sell his goods.


    Unlike the shopping malls in the city, the market in Ox Town was open-air. The long cross-shaped street was filled with stalls selling all kinds of goods from the beginning to the end. There was everything, from rope snacks to mechanical farming tools.


    The market was opened once a week. Many small merchants who made a living by selling goods were waiting for this day to earn enough money for their families to survive. They were already shouting their wares with all their might.


    The seven guests had never sold anything before. For a moment, they did not know what to do, so they imitated the uncle selling melons next to them.


    However, after shouting for a while, some customers saw that so many people were selling fresh goods, so they gave him face and bought a few. After that, there were no more sales.


    Qi Xingchen thought for a while and felt that they could not go on like this. The mission would definitely fail. He stuffed the iron ladle in his hand to Zhang Yunfei. ¡°Brother Yunfei, hold on for a while. I¡¯ll go take a look.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re not familiar with this place. Don¡¯t go by yourself.¡± Zhang Yunfei subtly felt that Zhou Yu and Qi Xingchen were not on good terms. He said to Bai Ye, ¡°Xiao Bai, go with Xing Xing.¡±


    Bai Ye also felt that his little fan was worried about leaving alone. After all, this was a person who would not say a word even if his hand was injured or his back was injured. He raised his long legs and led the way to the other end of the market.


    Qi Xingchen could only follow.


    Not long after they left, Qi Xingchen began to regret. Why did he let Bai Ye follow him? Wasn¡¯t he just looking for trouble?


    On the entire street, all the women who passed by Bai Ye, ranging from 70-year-old women to three-year-old girls, had their eyes glued to Bai Ye¡¯s body. They were accompanied by praises such as ¡°This young man is so handsome¡±, ¡°Big brother is so good-looking¡±, ¡°Ah ah ah ah, so handsome, so handsome¡±, ¡°Eh, why does he look so familiar¡±.


    Fortunately, Bai Ye¡¯s status as a top idol was too different from the status of the young men wandering in the market. So far, no one dared to recognize him. Qi Xingchen immediately took out a pair of sunglasses from his backpack. ¡°Put them on.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡±


    ¡°Do you want to be on the news tomorrow?¡± Qi Xingchen puffed out his chest and imitated the announcer¡¯s tone. ¡°Yesterday, there was a serious stampede in Ox Town. After investigation, the cause of the accident was caused by the idol, Bai Ye, shopping, causing women to rush to get a glimpse of his handsome face ¡­ ¡±


    ¡°¡­ Okay, enough.¡± Bai Ye pursed his lips. ¡°I¡¯ll put them on.¡±


    As he spoke, he turned his head to take the sunglasses. The corners of his thin eyes were raised into a very beautiful arc, and his jaw line was tight. It was obvious that he was holding back his laughter.


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s first reaction was: Damn, damn, he¡¯s so damn handsome!!!


    His second reaction was: I can¡¯t let him laugh. If he does, these women will go even crazier!


    He couldn¡¯t wait for Bai Ye anymore. He jumped in front of Bai Ye and accurately put the sunglasses on the other party¡¯s nose.


    After looking at Bai Ye for a moment, he found that Bai Ye¡¯s exposed eyebrows, nose, and mouth ¡­ were also very attractive.


    So he took out his hat and put it on Bai Ye¡¯s head with a poof.


    Bai Ye stood on the spot and let him do as he pleased. He then said helplessly, ¡°Are you satisfied now?¡±


    ¡°So-so.¡± Qi Xingchen clicked his tongue. ¡°It would be even better if you had a mask.¡±


    ¡°¡­ How badly do you want me to be covered?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t blame me.¡± Qi Xingchen raised his hands. ¡°Who told you to be so good-looking?¡±


    After speaking, he realized that he seemed to have spoken his mind. He quickly shut his mouth and pretended that he hadn¡¯t said anything just now.


    However, Bai Ye wasn¡¯t deaf. He looked at the camera and asked in a low voice, ¡°What did you just say?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡±


    Bai Ye: ¡°You think I¡¯m good-looking?¡±


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s eyeballs rolled left and right. He then said ambiguously, ¡°Didn¡¯t I always say that you¡¯re good-looking?¡±


    Thinking about it carefully, his little fan had indeed publicly flattered him quite a few times. However, it was difficult to tell whether a person¡¯s flattery was true or false. How could it be true when someone said it unintentionally?


    Bai Ye was inexplicably in a good mood. Qi Xingchen secretly glanced at the corner of his mouth and said indignantly, ¡°Is there a need to be like this?¡±


    Looking at his expression, Bai Ye couldn¡¯t help but laugh out loud. ¡°Thank you for the compliment. You¡¯re good-looking too.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°Hehe.¡±


    As for. Quite as for.


    .


    Qi Xingchen and the bundled up Bai Ye walked around the bazaar. When they returned, their faces were not very good. ¡°I just counted. There are a total of three shops selling ironware in the bazaar. One of them is at the crossroads with the most traffic. The other one is similar to Uncle Tie¡¯s, but the price is three to ten dollars cheaper. So there are quite a few people buying.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Old Tie sighed. ¡°Originally, there were quite a lot of people buying here because of the thick iron and the good paint. Later, I was pushed to such a state by those two shops. Only repeat customers were willing to look for me. ¡±


    Everyone was in a dilemma. Old Tie¡¯s location was not good, and the price was not good. Although the quality of the products was good, a piece of ironware was only ten to twenty dollars. Four to five dollars cheaper was equivalent to a quarter cheaper. Naturally, customers were willing to buy cheaper ones.


    Old Tie¡¯s core competitiveness was too poor.


    Liu Ziyu probed, ¡°Uncle Tie, can you lower the price and try to sell in quantity?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m afraid not.¡± Uncle Tie frowned. ¡°Take this iron basin for example. The cost of making it is twelve dollars, and selling it for sixteen dollars, I¡¯ll make a total profit of four dollars. If I sell it for thirteen dollars like other shops, I¡¯ll only make one dollar.¡±


    At most, thirty or forty washbasins could be sold for one dollar. Thirty or forty dollars a day was not even enough for two meals.


    Old Tie was a real farmer. All these years, he had not produced a single defective product, and he disdained to do such a thing.


    When everyone heard this, they were as distressed as he was. They could not lower the price, and they could not change the location of the fixed booth. What else could they do?


    Qi Xingchen thought for a moment and said, ¡°Since the situation is like this, it¡¯s better to make a last-ditch effort. I have an idea ¡­¡±


    He briefly explained his idea to everyone. Zhang Yunfei decided, ¡°I think we can give it a try, or we can try it for the whole morning.¡±


    ¡°Okay!¡± Luo Qiuman began to arrange according to Qi Xingchen¡¯s idea.


    Half an hour later, a farmer pushed a cart while looking around. He stopped in front of the Tie family¡¯s booth, looked left and right, and said with dissatisfaction, ¡°Other washbasins are 13 dollars, why are you selling this at 25 dollars?¡±


    Qi Xingchen said slowly, ¡°Selling it at a high price naturally has its advantages. If you want to buy cheap ones, look, there are all cheap ones here. ¡±


    Qi Xingchen pointed at the washbasin at the other end. The farmer carefully looked at it and said with doubt, ¡°But I see that this 13 dollar one is exactly the same as your 25 dollar one. The patterns are the same, what¡¯s the difference?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not bad, you can try it if you don¡¯t believe me.¡± Qi Xingchen was still leisurely, ¡°But it¡¯s not as good as the 25 dollar one.¡±


    The farmer picked up the 13 dollar one and knocked on it. The sound was thick and clear, and it was indeed better than other shops.


    If the 13 dollar one was already so good, then what about the 25 dollar one? The farmer pondered for a moment and took out the 25 dollar, ¡°I¡¯ll trust you, boy, and give me the best one!¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Qi Xingchen smiled as he took out a plastic bag and put the washbasin in, ¡°Uncle, come back after you¡¯re done using it.¡±


    ¡°Okay!¡± The farmer took the washbasin and walked away happily. Old Tie and the other guests were also very happy.


    A washbasin that had doubled in price was easily sold. Luo Qiuman didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry, ¡°Xing Xing, where did you get so many tricks from?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve seen similar cases before.¡±


    ¡°I have a question,¡± Zhou Yu found fault, ¡°What if the customers are inclined to buy the cheaper ones?¡±


    ¡°There will definitely be people who will choose the more expensive ones out of curiosity and comparison. The money we earn from selling one expensive one can be balanced by the money we earn from selling four cheaper ones. If it¡¯s 1: 4, we won¡¯t lose anything. ¡±


    ¡°Oh, marketing genius!¡±


    Zhang Yunfei smiled as he stretched out his finger, wanting to poke Qi Xingchen¡¯s forehead, ¡°You little brain, how can you be so smart!¡±


    However, when his finger was halfway there, Bai Ye¡¯s arm suddenly inserted itself between the two of them, ¡°Brother Yunfei, the iron ladle in front is out of stock.¡±


    ¡°Oh, oh,¡± Zhang Yunfei had to withdraw his hand, ¡°I¡¯ll get it for you.¡±

 CH 22

    After Transmigrating into a Book, I Have an Entire Family of Cannon Fodder


    Needless to say, Qi Xingchen¡¯s method was very effective. In the morning, there were more people who bought the expensive products than the cheap ones. Moreover, due to the curiosity of the consumers, the overall sales were several times higher than before.


    Old Tie felt a little apologetic and pulled Qi Xingchen aside. ¡°Xing Xing, do you think we are deceiving people by doing this?¡±


    To be honest, although Old Tie¡¯s ironware was worth a lot of money, this sales method was really not sincere. Qi Xingchen nodded.


    Old Tie discussed, ¡°Then can we change the method in the afternoon?¡±


    Old Tie was an honest person, and Qi Xingchen naturally did not want to forcibly turn him into a profiteer. Little Tie was next to him, and Qi Xingchen hoped that he could also learn to be kind.


    Under Old Tie¡¯s request, everyone changed the promotion method in the afternoon. Qi Xingchen picked up his old profession and threw pots and pans all over the ground. Tao Tao and Liu Ziyu smiled sweeter than the other, and many young men were so fascinated that they bought a few more pots.


    Later, someone recognized Bai Ye, and everything in the booth was swept away. The day¡¯s task was successfully completed. Everyone sat in the empty cart, patted their waists and sang along the way.


    Back at the Zeng family¡¯s courtyard, Director Zhao gathered everyone together and took stock of the day¡¯s situation.


    ¡°Everyone did a good job on the first task, so I won¡¯t beat around the bush. Now, I¡¯ll announce the reward for the first task: a PASS card! ¡±


    ¡°When there is a task that you think is difficult to complete or that you don¡¯t want to complete, you can use the PASS card to pass directly. The reward is: 1.¡±


    Hearing the PASS card, the guests were overjoyed, but when they heard that there was only one slot, everyone wailed in unison, ¡°There are seven of us!¡±


    ¡°Hehe, there¡¯s only one PASS card anyway, you guys can distribute it however you want. I¡¯m leaving ~¡± Director Zhao was afraid of being beaten up, so he threw the card down and left.


    There was no other way, participating in other people¡¯s programs meant that they could only abide by their rules. Zhang Yunfei clapped his hands and said helplessly, ¡°Having a card is better than not having one. How about this, I¡¯ll say who I think should get the card, and everyone will raise their hands to vote, is that okay? ¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    ¡°Then I think that Xing Xing and Bai Ye¡¯s contribution today is the highest. More than half of our turnover today comes from them, do you have any objections?¡±


    Everyone shook their heads, ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s raise our hands to vote,¡± Zhang Yunfei said, ¡°Excluding the two involved parties, there are exactly five left. Those who get three or more votes will get the PASS card.¡±


    Hearing this, Zhou Yu¡¯s eyeballs rolled. In this program, Bai Ye was the most popular. If he could get closer to Bai Ye, and at the same time, they could be a couple or something, and it would definitely be very popular.


    Now was the time to curry favor with Bai Ye. Zhou Yu raised his hand, ¡°I vote for Bai Ye.¡±


    ¡°Okay,¡± Zhang Yunfei pointed at Liu Ziyu, ¡°Ziyu, what about you?¡±


    ¡°I vote for Xing Xing.¡±


    Zhang Yunfei, ¡°Next ¡­¡±


    ¡°No need to vote,¡± Bai Ye interrupted him, ¡°Just give the card to Xing Xing.¡±


    ¡°W-why?¡± Zhou Yu, who had just stood in line, immediately scowled and said grandly, ¡°Bai Ye, you don¡¯t have to be modest. We¡¯ll get the reward based on our abilities. Xing Xing will agree, won¡¯t he, Xing Xing?¡±


    Zhou Yu was right, Qi Xingchen said, ¡°Yes.¡±


    Bai Ye frowned, ¡°It¡¯s just a card. I don¡¯t believe there¡¯s a task that I can¡¯t pass.¡±


    ¡°Then you can use it to rest when you¡¯re tired,¡± Zhou Yu did not give up and continued to persuade, ¡°You really don¡¯t have to be modest!¡±


    Ever since he saw Zhou Yu attack Qi Xingchen during the selection, Bai Ye knew that there was a grudge between them. Now that he saw Zhou Yu¡¯s face, the disgust in his eyes was almost unconcealable.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t do that. This is what Xing Xing deserves,¡± Bai Ye said impatiently, ¡°Besides, this is between me and me ¡­¡±


    The word ¡°fan¡± was about to come out of his mouth, but he remembered that Qi Xingchen was afraid of riding on his popularity and was unwilling to call himself ¡°Bai Ye¡¯s fan¡± in front of the camera, so Bai Ye changed it to ¡°friend.¡±


    ¡°This is between me and my friend. We can discuss it ourselves.¡±


    Bai Ye¡¯s words were very straightforward and had two meanings. The first was: It¡¯s none of your business. The second was: Xing Xing is my friend, and you¡¯re not.


    Zhou Yu¡¯s expression could no longer be described as ugly. Even the pores on his body were filled with awkwardness.


    When Qi Xingchen heard Bai Ye¡¯s words, he was shocked. He immediately stepped to his side and said in an extremely small voice, ¡°The camera is here.¡±


    ¡°Mhm.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be angry.¡±


    ¡°Mhm.¡±


    His tone did not sound like he had calmed down. Qi Xingchen still wanted to say a few more words, but the camera was here. He decided to wait until the night to coax the male lead.


    .


    The quarrel between the two guests was a big highlight, but one of the participants was Bai Ye, so the video could only be edited out. If it was released and caused trouble for Bai Ye, Bai Ye¡¯s team would definitely not let it go.


    After being torn apart in front of a group of people, Zhou Yu felt embarrassed. He said that he was not feeling well, turned around, and went back to his room.


    When it was time to eat, there were six people at the table again.


    What was more ironic was that halfway through the meal, Luo Qiuman suddenly remembered, ¡°Xiao Yu hasn¡¯t eaten yet. Should we send some to him?¡±


    ¡°¡­ Yes, go ahead.¡± Zhang Yunfei nodded perfunctorily. ¡°But he¡¯s not feeling well. I don¡¯t know if he can eat.¡±


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll pick a few dishes for him ¡­ Ziyu, I can¡¯t carry them all. Come with me.¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t stop eating, or else I¡¯ll get a stomachache,¡± Liu Ziyu refused. ¡°Sister Qiuman, you should find someone else to go with you.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯ll get a stomachache if you stop eating.¡± Obviously, it was nonsense. Qi Xingchen glanced at Liu Ziyu. Recently, she had been protecting him both openly and secretly. Qi Xingchen could feel it.


    No matter what the reason was, as long as she didn¡¯t come looking for trouble with him, Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t care about anything else.


    But today, Bai Ye¡¯s anger reminded Qi Xingchen of one thing ¡ª Zhou Yu couldn¡¯t be left alive.


    He thought that the crisis had been resolved, but who knew that Zhou Yu would still be stuffed in. Now that Qi Yuji had turned into a vicious cannon fodder plot, it was like a timed bomb hanging over his head. No one knew when it would explode! BOOM£¡ BOOM£¡


    He couldn¡¯t bear the consequences. Qi Xingchen finished his meal in two or three mouthfuls, greeted everyone who hadn¡¯t finished eating, and took a stroll on the small road leading to Goat Village.


    He found that the drying area beside the road was not bad.


    Qi Xingchen memorized the location of the drying area and downloaded a live streaming platform.


    .


    They waited until late at night, but Zhou Yu did not come out of his room.


    Qi Xingchen hid under the covers and quietly called Qi Yuji, ¡°I brought the present back. I was on the plane yesterday, so I didn¡¯t have time to tell you.¡±


    ¡°Ah ah ah ah ah! Xing Xing, when will you be coming home? ¡±


    He pretended to be regretful. ¡°It¡¯ll be more than a month later. I won¡¯t be able to go back during the recording.¡±


    Qi Yuji was silent for a moment, then weakly said, ¡°But, but I really want to see your present.¡±


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll find a courier to mail it back to you.¡±


    ¡°No! What if the courier is damaged or lost? ¡±


    ¡°How about ¡­¡± Qi Xingchen suggested, ¡°You come over to get it from me and visit me while you¡¯re at it?¡±


    Qi Yuji was speechless.


    After not seeing her brother for more than ten days, Qi Yuji had long wanted to visit him. She was afraid that her brother would reject her, so she did not dare to say it.


    She did not expect her brother to take the initiative to invite her. There was no need to mention how happy Qi Yuji was. She could not wait to rush over right now!!


    ¡°Really? You¡¯re really asking me to come? ¡±


    ¡°Really. There¡¯s no time like the present. Come tomorrow,¡± Qi Xingchen said. ¡°I¡¯ll book a ticket for you now.¡±


    Qi Yuji rejected the ticket. Coincidentally, the Qi family¡¯s plane had just been serviced, so taking a private jet was much more convenient than going to the airport.


    After hanging up the phone with Qi Yuji, Qi Xingchen secretly knocked on Bai Ye¡¯s door with a small box just like the day before.


    But this time he was smarter. After Bai Ye let him in, he first covered the camera.


    Then he turned around and saw Bai Ye sitting on the windowsill. His two long legs seemed to have nowhere to rest as he slightly raised his chin and looked at him.


    Therefore, Qi Xingchen¡¯s words were stuck in his throat.


    As the saying goes, a beauty can be seen under the light. This fake idol had inherited all the good points of his real idol. His skin was fair and beautiful, and his legs were long and slender. When he looked at you, his eyes were dark like whirlpools.


    Qi Xingchen almost drowned. Bai Ye was not in a hurry and quietly waited for him.


    Qi Xingchen struggled for a while before he managed to get out and said incoherently, ¡°Well, you haven¡¯t slept yet.¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s already quite late. Insomnia?¡±


    ¡°Because you¡¯re here,¡± Bai Ye said calmly. ¡°Let¡¯s get down to business.¡±


    Well, it seemed that his anger had not subsided. Qi Xingchen sighed. ¡°Don¡¯t be angry. It was my fault this afternoon.¡±


    Bai Ye asked, ¡°What was wrong with you?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡±


    Yes, what was wrong with him?


    ¡°¡­ It¡¯s all my fault anyway,¡± Qi Xingchen braced himself and said, ¡°I shouldn¡¯t have refused the PASS card. Please forgive me.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m angry because of this?¡±


    ¡°Then who are you angry at? Zhou Yu? There¡¯s no need to do it for him. ¡±


    ¡°¡­ It¡¯s not for him.¡± Bai Ye was speechless for a moment, then his eyes fell on his hand. ¡°What¡¯s that in your hand?¡±


    At the end of the first stop, Qi Xingchen bought gifts for everyone on the program team. Last night, he was so focused on giving Bai Ye a quilt that he forgot about the gift.


    Tonight, he brought it with him.


    Qi Xingchen opened his palm, and there was an AirPods charging case on it. The picture was a dark blue night sky, and the Milky Way flowed slowly with the moonlight. It was bright and mysterious.


    ¡°It¡¯s for you,¡± he said.


    ¡°For me?¡± Bai Ye raised his eyebrows and took it.


    He looked at it twice and suddenly smiled. ¡°Did you draw it yourself?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­ Yes.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s both you and me, the meaning is not bad,¡± Bai Ye said. ¡°Thank you, I¡¯ll accept it.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re welcome ¡­¡± Qi Xingchen was curious. ¡°But there¡¯s only the night sky above, where am I?¡±


    Bai Ye pointed at the shining Xing Xing. ¡°Isn¡¯t that you?¡±


    Qi Xingchen was stunned.


    He was thrown at the entrance of the orphanage as soon as he was born, and his name was randomly chosen by the director. ¡°Qi¡± came from the meaning of abandonment, and ¡°Xing¡± was a word that couldn¡¯t be any more ordinary.


    A short year after he was adopted, he was given to the acrobatic troupe by his adoptive parents.


    How could a child who was worthy of being loved be abandoned twice in a row?


    But when it came to the male protagonist, he became Xing Xing in the night sky ¡­ He was just a speck of dust, how could he be worthy of standing with his idol?!


    ¡°I¡¯m not, I¡¯m not,¡± Qi Xingchen hurriedly explained. ¡°When I was drawing, I only wanted to draw the night sky, I didn¡¯t think about myself!¡±


    This time, it was Bai Ye¡¯s turn to be stunned.


    He had only said it casually, but he didn¡¯t expect the other party to have such an intense reaction. He immediately thought of Qi Xingchen¡¯s previous behavior and performance.


    Qi Xingchen saw that he didn¡¯t say anything, so he asked tentatively, ¡°Then, are you not angry now?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Bai Ye didn¡¯t give a definite answer, and took a step forward.


    He raised his arm, froze for a moment, and finally, his palm landed on the top of Qi Xingchen¡¯s head.


    Unlike the cold fragrance on his body, the fake idol¡¯s palm was warm and ironed, just enough to drive away the cold of the long night.


    Then, Qi Xingchen heard him say, ¡°If you don¡¯t want me to be angry, be more obedient next time.¡±

 CH 23

    Chapter 23 :  Chopped


    The program team finally finished the second task. The next task is very simple. The guests would work together in the morning to return to the Zeng family base camp for a relaxing break time.


    This happens to be easier Qi Xingchen, he first ran into the director''s room, "Zhao Dao, can I open the live broadcast and obviously not expose the kind of shooting location."


    Zhao Dao "What do you want to do as a monkey mother spirit?"


    "I want to promote our program." Qi Xingchen made a posture to care for Zeng Er.


    Zhao Dao stood up with all his hair, "I told you, don''t count me, I won''t be fooled."


    "Why would I dare to trick you?" Qi Xingchen couldn''t help crying, ¡°I just want to discuss with you. I am very popular. If I don''t do business for a while, I''m afraid I won''t be able to keep it. "


    If a newcomer like Qi Xingchen was just starting out, if he didn''t appear often, he might be forgotten by the public.


    Zhao Dao understood his approach, and going out on business was also good for maintaining the program''s popularity, so he nagged it over and over and on, and made Qi Qingchen promise.


    Qi Xingchen thanked Zhao Dao and went to find out Qi Yuji''s progress.


    "Star "Qi Yuji turned into a strange monster," I will immediately come and bring you dried fish and spicy beef sauce made by Aunt Zhang, what else do you want "


    ¡°It''s enough,¡± Qi Xingchen said, ¡°The place I''m filming is not good, I need to make you and the bodyguards come on the bullock cart. When you arrive, I''ll ask that person to pick you up."


    "No complaints, as long as I can see stars, even if you come home, I will not grieve. I''ll go to Niuben City around 4pm. The mayor can send me to Yangxian Village Street around 5:00. "


    "Okay, don''t miss it. By the way, "Qi Xingchen reminded," It''s cold at night here, bring a coat. "


    There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a shout came, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, stars, I really know that you care about your sister, I''m complete, ohhhhhhhhhh"


    Qi Xingchen quickly pulled the phone from his ear, and after Qi Yuji''s mood returned to normal, he urged him to hang up.


    Zhao Dao and Qi Yuji both got it, and then Zhou Yu left. Qi Xingchen went to Laozeng first, after asking her to help him retrieve Qi Yuji, he returned to the room and picked up a small box.


    Zhou Yu hit Luo Qiuman in the yard, Qi Xingchen put the phone to his ear and pretended to slowly pass him.


    Her mouth seemed to be discussing something with the other end of the line, mysteriously, "Yeah, five to forty. Um, get into the drying room next to the country road, oops, Don''t ask me what I''m doing, of course that''s a good thing, hehe hehe hey "


    Zhou Yu eavesdropped with his ear raised, and his heart gradually became suspicious.


    After two days of recording, he could see that Zhang Yunfei was the oldest man in the group of poor traveling guests and was playing the role of a decision maker. Qi Xingchen was the youngest and the brain was the most alive.


    So even if Qi Xingchen didn''t say what to do, Zhou Yu could already guess that he would definitely want to do something that took center stage. How can he make the child happy


    Must see it


    Qi Xingchen saw that Zhou Yu had a different look, and a large stone in his heart fell. He used Zhou Yu''s psychology. Everything was ready, he sent Weibo to announce the live broadcast.


    At four in the afternoon, Lao Zeng left on time to pick up Qi Yuji. At 5:20 p.m., Qi Xingchen arrived at the drying room and opened the live broadcast software.


    ""


    There are more than 100,000 viewers in the live broadcast room


    In his predictions, that would be enough to have 20,000 or 30,000 witnesses, it was totally unexpected that there were so many people waiting.


    He took two deep breaths and then clicked the live start button. Under the setting sun, a clean and youthful face appeared on the screen.


    Starlight waiting for the "slot"


    Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah


    A series of large screams immediately hit the barrage, and then they were swept away by more "ah", which could be called a large scale guinea pig scene.


    Seeing the audience''s enthusiasm, Qi Xingchen greeted stiffly, "Hi, good afternoon everyone."


    - I can see the stars live broadcast, mother waited long you know


    -Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sooooooooooooooooooooooo soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. I can still see my boyfriend live streaming.


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    Tim program akhirnya selesai kedua. Tugas berikutnya sangat sederhana. Para tamu akan bekerja bersama di pagi hari untuk kembali ke base camp keluarga Zeng untuk menikmati waktu istirahat yang langka.


    Ini kebetulan lebih murah, Qi Xingchen, dia pertama kali berlari ke ruang sutradara, "Zhao Dao, bisakah saya membuka siaran langsung dan jelas tidak mengekspos jenis lokasi pengambilan gambar"


    Zhao Dao "Apa yang ingin kamu lakukan sebagai monyet?"


    ¡°Saya ingin mempromosikan program kami.¡± Qi Xingchen menarik Mazar dan membuat postur untuk merawat Zeng Ershi.


    Zhao Dao berdiri dengan semua rambutnya, "Aku berkata kepadamu, jangan hitung aku, aku tidak akan tertipu."


    "Mengapa saya berani menghitung Anda?" Qi Xingchen tidak bisa menahan tangis, "Saya hanya ingin berdiskusi dengan Anda. Saya sangat populer. Jika saya tidak melakukan bisnis untuk sementara waktu, saya khawatir saya tidak dapat mempertahankannya."


    Air cinta kacang, kipas besi. Jika pendatang baru seperti Qi Xingchen yang baru memulai, jika ia tidak sering muncul, ia mungkin dilupakan oleh publik.


    Zhao Dao mengerti pendekatannya, dan pergi keluar untuk bisnis juga baik untuk menjaga popularitas program, jadi dia mengomel itu berulang-ulang dan seterusnya, dan berjanji padanya.


    Qi Xingchen mengucapkan terima kasih kepada Zhao Dao dan pergi ke siapa pun untuk meminta Qi Yuji kemajuan.


    "Bintang" Qi Yuji berubah menjadi monster aneh, "Aku akan segera mulai dan membawakanmu ikan kering ikan cod dan saus daging sapi pedas yang dibuat oleh Bibi Zhang, apa lagi yang kamu inginkan"


    "Sudah cukup," kata Qi Xingchen, "Tempat saya syuting tidak bagus, saya perlu membuat Anda dan pengawal prihatin datang dengan kereta lembu jantan. Ketika Anda tiba, saya akan meminta orang itu untuk menjemput Anda."


    "Tidak ada keluhan, selama kamu bisa melihat bintang-bintang di rumahku, bahkan jika kamu datang, aku tidak akan berduka. Aku akan pergi ke Pemerintah Kota Niuben sekitar jam 4 sore. Walikota dapat mengirimku ke Jalan Desa Yangxian sekitar jam 5:00."


    "Oke, jangan ketinggalan. Ngomong-ngomong," Qi Xingchen mengingatkan, "Di sini dingin di malam hari, bawakan mantel."


    Ada hening sesaat di ujung telepon, dan kemudian terdengar teriakan, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, bintang-bintang, kamu benar-benar tahu bahwa kamu peduli dengan adikmu, aku lengkap, ohhhhhhhhhh"


    Qi Xingchen dengan cepat menarik telepon dari telinganya, dan setelah suasana hati Qi Yuji kembali normal, dia mendesaknya untuk menutup telepon.


    Zhao Dao dan Qi Yuji keduanya mendapatkannya, dan kemudian Zhou Yu pergi. Qi Xingchen pergi ke Laozeng dulu, setelah memintanya membantunya mengambil Qi Yuji, dia kembali ke kamar dan mengambil sebuah kotak kecil.


    Zhou Yu memukul Luo Qiuman di halaman, Qi Xingchen menempelkan telepon ke telinganya dan berpura-pura melewatinya dengan perlahan.


    Mulutku sepertinya mendiskusikan sesuatu dengan ujung telepon, secara misterius, "Ya, lima sampai empat puluh. Um, masuk ke ruang pengeringan di sebelah jalan desa, oops, jangan tanya apa yang aku lakukan, tentu saja itu hal yang baik, hehe hehe hei"


    Zhou Yu menguping dengan telinganya diangkat, dan hatinya berangsur-angsur menjadi curiga.


    Setelah dua hari rekaman, ia dapat melihat bahwa Zhang Yunfei adalah pria tertua dalam kelompok tamu perjalanan yang miskin dan memainkan peran sebagai pembuat keputusan. Qi Xingchen adalah yang termuda dan otak adalah yang paling hidup.


    Jadi bahkan jika Qi Xingchen tidak mengatakan apa yang harus dilakukan, Zhou Yu sudah bisa menebak bahwa dia pasti ingin melakukan sesuatu yang menjadi pusat perhatian. Bagaimana dia bisa membuat anak itu bahagia


    Harus melihatnya


    Qi Xingchen melihat bahwa dia memiliki tampilan yang berbeda, dan batu besar di hatinya jatuh. Dia menggunakan psikologi Zhou Yu. Semuanya siap, ia mengirim Weibo untuk mengumumkan siaran langsung.


    Pukul empat sore, Lao Zeng berangkat tepat waktu untuk menjemput Qi Yuji. Pada pukul 17.20, Qi Xingchen tiba di ruang pengeringan dan membuka perangkat lunak siaran langsung.


    ""


    Ada lebih dari 100.000 pemirsa di ruang siaran langsung


    Dalam ramalannya, sudah cukup untuk memiliki 20.000 atau 30.000 saksi, sama sekali tidak terduga bahwa ada begitu banyak orang menunggu.


    Dia mengambil dua napas dalam-dalam dan kemudian mengklik tombol start live. Di bawah matahari terbenam, wajah yang bersih dan remaja muncul di layar.


    Cahaya bintang yang menantikan "slot"


    Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah


    Serangkaian jeritan besar segera mengenai rentetan itu, dan kemudian mereka disapu oleh lebih banyak "ah", yang bisa disebut sebagai adegan marmut skala besar.


    Melihat penonton sangat antusias, Qi Xingchen menyapa dengan kaku, "Hai, selamat siang semuanya."


    Anda dapat menghitung siaran langsung bintang-bintang, ibu menunggu lama Anda tahu


    Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sooooooooooooooooooooooo soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Aku masih bisa melihat pacar saya live streaming.


    - Where are you dear


    - My mom! what kind of face is this?


    The series finally showed something different from "ah", and Qi Xingchen answered one by one, "Let you wait a long time, sorry."


    "I recorded the program, and the location must be kept secret."


    - the original is not lost.


    - The starlight that is called my son, are you old enough to marry?


    Seeing that Aidou was actually promoting himself, the barrage laughed. Fans who received broadcast reminders also came in succession, and the number of views increased to 200,000.


    However, Qi Xingchen was very adaptable, and slowly released, the more he chatted, and even accompanied the music, shaking the audience a little.


    The number 666 continues to appear


    - Ha ha ha ha lie down, who you learn from


    - This picture is so beautiful, I dare not look at it, just look at the top.


    - What kind of idol is attractive?


    - Ah ah ah ah ah ah


    - Ah ah ah ah ah Is it true


    At this time, the live broadcast room once again swept the screen full of the screaming guinea pig. Qi Xingchen thought that the current viewers'' hobbies were very special. Are you so excited to watch idol flowers?


    The next moment he found the source of the scream at the top of the direct interface, and a light flashed by.


    Then, Bai Ye sprinkled a meteor shower in the live broadcast room.


    Qi Xingchen ""


    Galaxy special effects are special room-entry special effects made especially for Bai Ye by the live broadcast platform, whereas the meteor shower was an exclusive gift that only Bai Ye could send.


    So why did that man enter his live broadcast room?


    - I don''t know if the male master saw Hua Huahua''s sand sculpture, Qi Xingchen''s face gradually warms up.


    - I just wanted to do some normal things to take care of myself, and suddenly the sound of clothes rubbing against each other came from behind


    That''s Zhou Yu, he''s here


    There are mountain items all over the drying yard, one pile on the left and one pile on the right. Qi Xingchen deliberately sat behind the wooden branches. Zhou Yu couldn''t


    The thing is, he can''t think of it, and whispers into the headphones, "The other guests from that poor tour are coming, let me see what he''s up to, just hold on."


    After finishing, he placed his hand on the ground, adjusted the screen brightness to the lowest, and rushed to the left, "Brother Yu"


    "Well, "Zhou Yu greeted him and looked around him," What about the others?"


    Qi Xingchen blocked his cell phone with his body, "It''s just me, why are you here"


    "Only you"


    Zhou Yu was half believed, and it was clear that he heard Qi Xingchen calling out to find someone.


    But he couldn''t ask, and when he asked his thoughts, he showed his true character and looked at Qi Xingchen with a bad gaze.


    Qi Xingchen didn''t seem to see that the other party was in a bad mood, and took a photo of his head, " brother Yu, I just met you. I want to apologize to you. I don''t really want yesterday''s donkey card. "


    Zhou Yu opened his mouth, his face gloomy, "Sorry, my face has disappeared, what''s the use of your apology?"


    Yesterday he was humiliated by the wider public, all because of the "credit" from the little dust in front of him. Zhou Yu hoped that the little dust would disappear, and he didn''t want to tell him more.


    Qi Xingchen hoped that he would not accept it, and took the box out of his pocket.


    The richardie logo on it is the Qi Yujiu watch who sent it.


    Worried that Qi Yuji might find him not sad, he put the watch in the luggage compartment before he left. He didn''t expect it to be of any use now.


    "This year''s new model "looked at the watch, Zhou Yu''s eyes shone," What are you doing with this. "


    "Brother Yu, we are leaving a company. I want to be friends with you more than enemies. This is my heart, don''t you know me, okay? "


    Don''t know you


    Oh, Zhou Yu grabbed the watch with a sneer in his heart, causing him to lose face, how could he forgive?


    But the watch is pretty good. This year, a total of two models were released. Qi Yuji gave him one, and when he got it, he could send it to his circle of friends.


    "Are you really sorry, remains to be seen, "Zhou Yu took out the watch and couldn''t wait to put it in his hand, looked left and right, and suddenly thought of something, "No, how can you buy a watch. It won''t be a fake, right?"


    "How dare I trick you with a trick, I have more fans now, and I''ve taken over several jobs, "Qi Xingchen lied "The first thing I get when I get money is apologize for buying a watch. "


    "Oh, you still know high-end brands."


    ¡°I don''t know,¡± Qi Xingchen chuckled, ¡°Did your girlfriend buy this brand for you? I think you really like her.¡±


    In the middle of the speech, Zhou Yu immediately reached out to cover his mouth and looked around like a thief. "In public, don''t talk shit"


    "It doesn''t matter, Brother Yu, "said Qi Xingchen," I didn''t come with the camera on my back. "


    "This is an acquaintance. ¡±Zhou Yu sighed in relief,¡° but don''t talk about it when there are people in the future. ¡±


    "WHO"


    "This is my legendary girlfriend. "


    He still remembered that not long ago, Zhou Yu was proud to find a woman as a girlfriend, but now he is even reluctant to recognize Qi Yuji''s identity, even referring to "girlfriend.".


    What kind of trash is this


    Qi Xingchen is burning, and originally wanted to lure Zhou Yu into slowly saying something at this time, patiently tired of "what a legendary girlfriend"


    Zhou Yu''s face did not matter, ¡°Because I was thinking whether to throw it away.¡±


    "Just looking for someone to grab their forelegs to take you on this tour, you dump them on the hind legs, what''s the difference between crossing a river and destroying a bridge?"


    "I didn''t like him at first, he always clung to me," Zhou Yu wondered, "how did you know he helped me on the tour"


    Seeing that he was hanging himself on Qi Yuji, saying that Qi Yuji was stuck on him, Qi Xingchen could no longer control him, and reached out to grab Zhou Yu''s neckline.


    "You don''t like her, she still collects things for you, you don''t like her, she still talks about it flirtatiously, you don''t like her, and she tricks into charter flights to get seeing Aurora, why don''t you break up? "


    Zhou Yu coughed several times, because of his impression, Qi Xingchen and her boyfriend were completely unreachable.


    After being poked at the center of thought, Zhou Yu was furious, and Qi Xingchen punched him in the back, "You little dog, take care of our business."


    With that, he suddenly thought of something like that, his expression slowly languishing, "What''s wrong, do you like her, and waiting to receive an answer from her"


    During the afternoon break, Bai Ye posted a Weibo and happened to see Qi Xingchen''s live broadcast notification.


    The little fan helps her find another blanket, and gives her a hand-painted charging case, thinking of helping the little fan flow, Bai Ye entered his live broadcast room to show his face, and watched the local shows for free.


    Who knew that Zhou Yu discovered it later, and things developed into this trend, and Bai Ye was afraid that they would not stop, and picked up his phone to go to the dry room.


    Hearing the word ¡°You like him¡±, Bai Ye''s steps stopped.


    Last time in the company corridor, the little fan had an argument with Zhou Yu, it seems it was for Zhou Yu''s girlfriend.


    Are his fans really attractive to Zhou Yu''s girlfriend?


    Zhou Yu''s punch had just hit Qi Xingchen''s nose bridge. Qi Xingchen was disgusted by him, and punched him in the back. "You can say words like that, are you still a boy?"


    Qi Xingchen''s strength was not small, Zhou Yu was beaten unsteadily. However, when Zhou Yu stabilized his body and wanted to return, he falls.


    A small green whirlwind suddenly exploded


    A small whirlwind rolled in front of him, and with a flash, Zhou Yu only felt a pain on his right face, followed by a beef tasting liquid.


    Qi Yuji flicked the scraper into his ear with his left hand, and the bottle of spicy beef sauce directly hit his head with his right.


    "Ah, that hurts"


    The original owner and Qi Xingchen were both spicy. Aunt Zhang put a lot of chilies in the beef sauce. At this time, peppers poured into his eyes, Zhou Yu''s tears and nose exploded, and his voice scream.


    "You swipe my black card, drive my car to flaunt wealth, and I hold on; You stare at luxury goods, and turn to me so that I have to buy them for you, I also endure; now you actually Dare to hit my brother, even dare to hit someone casually, I say, the old woman can''t stand it. "


    Qi Yuji was wearing a grass-green skirt, brown curls dangling from his waist, red lips and snowy skin, like an elf jumping out of the forest, while carrying a bag to Zhou Yu on a very reasonable account, "your gift before. I don''t want 350,000 of those little things. I''m giving you the 2004 Carina 42 Cabernet Sauvignon wine I gave you last month. I sent you Padma''s sapphire clip from Sri Lanka last month, half a month ago I Give me your richardie and return it to me it all "


    "Oh, "Qi Yuji paused, pointing to the gui logo on Zhou Yu''s clothes." Those clothes were also bought by this old lady. "


    Qi Yuji greets the bodyguard who came with him to "take off his clothes and pants for me now, right away."

 CH 24.1

    Qi Yuji was already there when Qi Xingchen apologised and offered Zhou Yu the gift. This was the younger brother whom she had pampered to the bone, how could he become this subservient?!


    Furthermore, the person he apologised to actually dared to reject his apology!


    By then, Qi Yuji was livid. She restrained herself from walking over and lashing out at Zhou Yu, just to see if Zhou Yu would really accept her brother¡¯s gift.


    And yet, the scoundrel Zhou not only accepted it, he suspected her brother of giving him an imitation!


    After that, he even punched her brother!


    If he dared to hit her brother now, what would happen after they got married? A man like this should never be allowed into the family!


    The more Qi Yuji looked at her brother¡¯s bruised nose, the angrier she got. She commanded the bodyguards, ¡°Quick, strip him!¡±


    The two bodyguards immediately dashed forward.


    Old Zeng, who was observing the situation by the side, didn¡¯t expect that the man he spent day and night with was such a person. He angrily rolled up his sleeves, and started stripping the man together with the guards!


    Initially, Zhou Yu¡¯s eyes were blurry from the chilli sauce and he couldn¡¯t see properly. When he heard Qi Yuji¡¯s voice, he panicked, ¡°No! Baby, listen to me! It¡¯s not what you think! I¡¯ve never thought of dumping you! I was just joking around with this little scoundrel!¡±


    ¡°... Little scoundrel?!¡± Qi Yuji almost fainted from anger. She stomped her foot with all her might, ¡°Take it off, take it all off!¡±


    ¡°Yuji, baby, dearest baby ¡­ You, get off of me!¡±


    Qi Yuji¡¯s anger had been triggered, so no matter how Zhou Yu shouted, she couldn¡¯t take in any of it. Five minutes later, Zhou Yu, who failed to free himself, had been stripped down to his underwear by the two bodyguards and Old Zeng.


    It was a particularly unpleasant sight. Qi Xingchen recalled that he was still broadcasting live, hence he turned around and went to retrieve his phone.


    On the other hand, Qi Yuji continued, ¡°Tsk, this underwear was a gift from me too. Brother Li, take it off too!¡±


    Even though the live broadcast had ended, the entire incident had already been captured onscreen and in the memories of the tens of thousands of viewers.


    However, Qi Xingchen wasn¡¯t in the mood to watch this at the moment. In his mind, a gentle and somewhat innocent woman like Qi Yuji would possibly cry for a long time when she was heartbroken.


    That was the reason why he had never told her about Zhou Yu¡¯s true nature. He wanted to take the latter down in one strike, so that Qi Yuji wouldn¡¯t be coaxed by him, and have to suffer repeatedly. Yet, he had never expected her to be as ruthless as to strip Zhou Yu!


    Originally, Qi Xingchen¡¯s intention was simply to force Zhou Yu to retreat from the entertainment industry and leave Qi Yuji.


    But now, since the viewers had seen Zhou Yu naked, it wasn¡¯t solely a matter of retreating from the industry.


    He was utterly ruined.


    However, a green tea bastard [1] who cheated on women should suffer a fate worse than hell. Hence, Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t feel an ounce of pity for him.


    As Qi Xingchen was worried that Zhou Yu might scare Luo Qiuman if he returned with his dick hanging out, he stopped the bodyguards from removing the last piece of cloth covering his privates.


    The situation gradually calmed. Qi Xingchen saw that Zhou Yu was pinned to the ground and unable to move, hence he turned around and consoled Qi Yuji, ¡°Sister, don¡¯t be angry anymore. He¡¯s not worth your anger.¡±


    ¡°No, he dared to hit you just now, so I have to ¡­ wait, Xingxing, what did you call me just now?¡±


    Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t reply.


    ¡°Did you call me ¡®sister¡¯?¡± Qi Yuji was so happy that she leapt up high. ¡°You called me ¡®sister¡¯, Xingxing called me ¡®sister¡¯!¡±


    ¡°Ever since you started junior high school, you haven¡¯t addressed me as such ¡­¡± As Qi Yuji spoke, the rims of her eyes turned red. ¡°Xingxing, do you know how long I¡¯ve waited to hear you call me this again?¡±


    Qi Xingchen stared at the short girl standing before him. When Qi Yuji rushed forward just then, she had only blamed Zhou Yu for punching her brother. She never spoke a word about his swindling of her money and feelings.


    He was punched once, but Qi Yuji, who had invested in the relationship, was actually the biggest victim.


    Yet, in this whole incident, Qi Yuji had forgotten about her own pain, and placed him before herself.


    This was how selfless kinship was.


    Qi Xingchen had unconsciously addressed her as ¡°sister¡±.


    Zhou Yu was still curled up and groaning in pain, so he didn¡¯t hear the siblings¡¯ conversation. It wasn¡¯t right for them to continue standing around in sight of someone being exposed since it was an indecent sight, so Qi Xingchen looked around and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go back first.¡±


    Qi Yuji didn¡¯t push him further. Her eyes brimming with tears, she said, ¡°Alright, we''ll listen to you, we¡¯ll listen to you!¡±


    Qi Xingchen brought Qi Yuji to Old Tie¡¯s place. Zeng Er¡¯s house was filled with cameras, and unless it was absolutely necessary, Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t want too many footages of Qi Yuji to appear on screen.


    Old Tie and Zeng Er lived beside each other. Qi Yuji was still sniffling about Qi Xingchen addressing her as ¡°sister¡±, causing him to feel helpless. It was only when he handed her the gifts from Denmark that the stormy weather calmed.


    Qi Yuji carried her new bag and refused to put it down. As she played with the bag, she jabbed Zhou Yu, whose arms were locked behind his back by the bodyguards, with the tip of her shoe. ¡°How should we deal with him? I must have been blind back then, if not, there wouldn¡¯t have been so many problems now.¡±


    How to deal ¡­ This was a difficult problem.


    Qi Xingchen frowned. At this moment, his phone rang. It was a call from Director Zhao.


    Needless to say, Qi Xingchen knew that news of Qi Yuji tearing apart the cheater had already spread. He instructed the bodyguards to take good care of Qi Yuji, before rushing back to the Zeng family¡¯s yard.


    Director Zhao first reprimanded him, then threw his cigarette box on the floor before launching Weibo.


    Qi Xingchen shamelessly leaned over to take a look too. All he saw was that the livestream had been reported endlessly by the ¡°Starlight¡± and ¡°Night Sky¡± groups.


    Following that, when they witnessed how indomitable this beautiful girl had been when she tore this cheater apart, the netizens who were on the ¡°Starlight¡± and ¡°Night Sky¡± homepages also reposted in a frenzy, causing the video to go viral everywhere.


    Most importantly, there were numerous bastards everywhere, and countless women have been hurt by them.


    Yet, among these victims, how many would seek recourse for themselves like Qi Yuji did?


    And how many of them would be so badly hurt, but they could only hide under their blankets  and lick their wounds alone at night?


    Qi Yuji¡¯s actions could only be described as satisfying.


    Director Zhao launched the comments:


    "Exhilarating! I haven¡¯t felt so good for a long time!"


    ¡°I¡¯d also met a bastard like him during university. Too bad I was too young back then, so I wasn¡¯t as awesome as this pretty sister. If I meet him again now, I only have this to say: bastards should stay far far away!¡±


    ¡°On another note, I just want to live like this, looking pretty and being rich.¡±


    ¡°On an entirely different note, the young brother who started the livestream looks pretty good. Any links to him?¡±


    Someone then tagged Qi Xingchen. Director Zhao narrowed his eyes at Qi Xingchen, ¡°Tell me the truth. Did you intentionally do this to create hype, or was this unintentional?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s a bit of both.¡± Qi Xingchen replied honestly, ¡°Inviting the female party was intentional, but I really didn¡¯t expect the situation to evolve to this.¡±


    Director Zhao was also a smart man. From Qi Xingchen¡¯s explanation, he could more or less guess what was going on.


    He put a cigarette between his lips, ¡°If others told me they weren''t doing this for publicity, I wouldn¡¯t have believed them, but I still trust you when you say it isn¡¯t the case. However, this is considered a filming incident. We¡¯ve only filmed for two days on this second stop and the guest artiste is now caught in a scandal. Do you know how much trouble you¡¯ve caused me? How am I going to find another guest artiste now? Moreover, Zhou Yu is the sponsor¡¯s¡­¡±


    Before Director Zhao could complete his sentence, his phone rang.


    When he saw who the caller was, a smile appeared on his face, and he ran out.


    When he returned, the frown on his face had disappeared entirely, and he was smiling cheerily, ¡°Alright, Xingxing, don¡¯t bother about this matter anymore. The sponsor had some disagreements with Zhou Yu too, and they''ve asked me to pull him out. We¡¯ll mosaic his face during post-production, and they¡¯ll handle the PR.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s great!¡± Qi Xingchen feigned relief as he nodded vigorously. He didn¡¯t dare to tell Director Zhou that his family was the sponsor.


    Under the instructions of Director Zhou, the editor pulled the clip out in advance, and quickly covered Zhou Yu¡¯s face with a thick layer of mosaic.


    Qi Yunxiao saw the reposted video online and got so incensed that he threw his fountain pen down in a fit of anger. ¡°Ask the pilot to bring Yuji home, and get the PR Department up for a meeting.¡±


    Under Qi Yunxiao¡¯s orders, Qi Xingchen sent Qi Yuji to the Qi family¡¯s private hangar, and passed the gifts for Father Qi and his elder brother so that she could bring them home.


    Since the matter was concluded, Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t bother to look for Zhou Yu, and left everything for Director Zhou to handle.


    Director Zhou didn¡¯t want to manage this hot potato too, so he asked the assistant to clean Zhou Yu¡¯s swollen eyes, then asked the latter¡¯s manager to pick him up.


    Qi Xingchen also took the opportunity to obtain a plaster from the assistant. As he looked into the mirror and tried to stick it on, he was also dealing with the inquisition from the other guests. ¡°I didn¡¯t know that the girl would come. It was all a coincidence. Ouch¡­¡±


    Bo Ye frowned. ¡°You better go to the hospital to get your nose checked.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, I fell many times before, so I¡¯m experienced in this. I¡¯m certain there¡¯s no fracture.¡± Qi Xingchen had stuck an ¡°X¡± on his nose, and he turned over.


    The guests: ¡°Hahahahaha¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen was somewhat depressed from their laughter, but he was even more worried that they would continue asking more questions, hence he found an excuse to slip away.


    After the bout of laughter, Liu Ziyu couldn¡¯t help but start gossiping. She asked quietly, ¡°Hey, why do you think that Xingxing stood up for that woman? Could it be that ¡­ he has feelings for her?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s very likely!¡± Tao Tao analysed, ¡°The young lady was beautiful. How many boys could withstand her charm?¡±


    ¡°I think they are quite compatible. Hey, you should look at Weibo. They even have the same surname! That''s quite an affinity that they share!¡±


    ¡°If it weren¡¯t because we know that Xingxing is from a regular family, I would even suspect that they are from the same family¡­¡±


    As the chatter from the three female celebrities travelled into Bo Ye¡¯s ears, his brows furrowed, and he stood up.


    ¡°Bo Ye, didn¡¯t you just come back? Where are you going again?¡±


    ¡°Back to the room,¡± Bo Ye replied. ¡°I¡¯m a little tired, so I¡¯ll go take a rest.¡±


    ---------------------------


    Settling Zhou Yu was equivalent to cutting off the plot where Qi Yuji turned evil and became a villainous cannon fodder. It also meant that Qi Xingchen¡¯s life was saved, hence he felt refreshed when he woke up.


    Since the others weren¡¯t awake yet, Qi Xingchen quickly washed up. When he was done, he noticed Little Tie leaning on the Zeng family¡¯s metal gate and looking around. He waved at him and smiled, ¡°Are you looking for me? Come on in.¡±


    Little Tie came in, and in his hand was his exercise book. ¡°Brother Xingxing, I have a question for you.¡±


    The cameraman who woke up before dawn yawned, ¡°Kid, your Brother Xingxing hasn¡¯t had breakfast yet. Let him finish his breakfast first before you start.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Qi Xingchen shook his head, ¡°It only takes a few minutes to answer a question. Let me take a look.¡±


    He took the questions, and true to his words, within a few minutes, not only did he solve the question, he even wrote down all the steps in the solution.


    Little Tie stared at his writing, and when he realised that the answer was actually so simple, he was overjoyed. ¡°Brother Xingxing, my classmates would like to consult you too. Go have your meal first, I¡¯ll get them to wait for a while.¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no need.¡±


    Yangshan Village wasn¡¯t big, how many children of similar age could there be? Qi Xingchen was having fun solving questions, so he said, ¡°Let them all come in. We¡¯ll be able to finish in twenty minutes.¡±


    ¡°Alright, thanks Brother Xingxing.¡± Little Tie then dashed out and yelled, ¡°Everyone, come on in!¡±


    Next, one, three, five, eight children¡­ walked in line into the room.


    ¡­ Damn! There were more than forty of them!


    The cameraman covered his forehead with his hand, ¡°Oh my god, how many students are there?¡±


    ¡°Forty two.¡± Little Tie replied bashfully.


    The cameraman asked again, ¡°How many students are there in your level?¡±


    ¡°In our school, we aren¡¯t split by levels. Two classes were formed from the villages in the vicinity, and there¡¯s less than a hundred students.¡±


    Less than a hundred in total, but forty two came today.


    That¡¯s half the school!


    The cameraman didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or to cry. Qi Xingchen¡¯s proud expression gradually froze, and changed into a blank look as he forced a smile.


    He ran to the table, grabbed a bun and held it in his mouth. Then, as though he was a valiant martyr, he said ¡°Come on!¡±


    Hence, Qi Xingchen¡¯s entire morning was occupied by the children. It was only when Director Zhao came over to distribute their mission that the kids who had crowded around finally dispersed.


    ¡°Whose turn is it now?¡± Qi Xingchen wiped his perspiration away.


    ¡°It¡¯s my turn now, Teacher Xingxing.¡± A young girl whose face was flushed raised her hand. ¡°There are still eight others after me.¡±


    ¡°Alright, got it. I have to work now. You can come and look for me again tomorrow morning. Will it be in time?¡±


    The girl hesitated for a moment, ¡°We have an exam tomorrow at nine.¡±


    ¡°Then let¡¯s do it earlier. Meet me at five o''clock.¡±


    After setting the time, Qi Xingchen sent the kids away and gathered with the other guests to receive the instructions.


    Director Zhao first teased ¡°Teacher Xingxing¡± for a while, then raised his loudhailer, ¡°As you all know, there was a small incident that occurred in our programme yesterday, and now the cast is down to six people again. I hope that everyone won¡¯t be affected by it, and please do not respond to any queries on social media. Let¡¯s continue to work together to complete missions everyday. And now, I¡¯ll announce the mission for today.¡±


    ¡°Today¡¯s challenge is about survival in the wilderness. The tools required for the mission will be provided by the crew, and the requirement is ¡­¡±


    Director Zhao turned and pointed at the area behind him. ¡°Do you see the two mountains there? The one on the left is called Panlong Mountain, and the one on the right is called Jufeng Mountain. You¡¯ll need to find mission keys from the two mountains in order to complete the mission.¡±


    ¡°The time limit for this mission is twenty four hours. If you are able to complete before dusk today, you¡¯ll unlock the mystery prize. The prize will be announced after the mission ends.¡±


    Everyone could sense how arduous this mission might be when they heard the time limit, since they were never given a limit previously.


    ¡°Keys?¡± Liu Ziyu asked, ¡°Are they regular keys?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s for you to find out,¡± Director Zhao chuckled, ¡°Anyway, it¡¯ll be different from the things growing on the mountain. Alright, leave your personal belongings behind and come with me.¡±


    Everyone looked at one another, then helplessly returned their backpacks to their rooms.


    It was a thirty minutes¡¯ journey from Yangshan Village to Panlong and Jufeng Mountains. In order to conserve energy, Tao Tao took out two hundred dollars from their travel funds and rented two trishaws from the villagers.


    It was only when they were near Panlong Mountain that they realised why the crew had set the time limit.


    From afar, these two mountains were the flattest and shortest among the other mountains here. But when they were close enough and could see the mountains in their entirety, it was clear that these two mountains were still much higher than the mountains that had been developed!


    Xi Qingchen looked at Luo Qiuman from the corner of his eye and noticed her somewhat troubled expression. He asked Director Zhao, ¡°Can I let the other guests use my Pass card?¡±


    Director Zhao replied, ¡°You can¡¯t. I¡¯ve already reminded all of you yesterday that you have to allocate it wisely.¡±


    Qi Xingchen wanted to argued, ¡°But¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright,¡± Luo Qiuman cut in, ¡°Xingxing, you probably wanted to give it to me right? I exercise regularly too, so I should be able to persevere.¡±


    Since Luo Qiuman had said so, everyone could only brace themselves as they went to collect the tools from the production assistant.


    The tools were placed in two gigantic bags. Zhang Yunfei opened them up one by one, ¡°Two tents, six trekking poles, six caps, a basin, six bowls, twelve chopsticks, a lighter, a switchblade, and some condiments.¡±


    Seeing that he stopped, Liu Ziyu urged, ¡°Continue.¡±


    ¡°... That¡¯s nothing else.¡± Zhang Feiyun said, ¡°Just these.¡±


    Just these?!!


    ¡°That can¡¯t be true,¡± Tao Tao was flabbergasted. ¡°What about food? It¡¯s only ten in the morning. If we have to hike up both mountains and return to the village after, we¡¯ll need at least a day. And that¡¯s only if we manage to successfully find the keys. If we can¡¯t find it, we¡¯ll need to spend the night in the mountains, and to go without food for more than ten hours¡­¡±


    To not eat for more than ten hours, that was acceptable if they weren¡¯t exercising. However, climbing a mountain was an extremely strenuous activity. Wasn¡¯t asking them to go without food akin to asking for their lives?!


    Zhang Feiyun also felt suspicious, ¡°The production assistant might have overlooked this when he was preparing the items. I¡¯ll go and ask.¡±


    Five minutes later, Zhang Yunfei came back with a stony expression.


    ¡°What did they say?¡± Qi Xingchen asked.


    Zhang Yunfei replied, ¡°I quote Director Zhao, ¡®This episode¡¯s mission is survival in the wild. If food is provided, what¡¯s the purpose of this survival test?''¡±


    All the guests were speechless.


    Tsk, they felt a strong urge to spew some expletives.


    Zhang Yunfei could understand what everyone was feeling, so he tried to console them, ¡°Shall we set off now? There¡¯s no point in us staying here anyway. Who knows, we might find the keys as soon as we start.¡±


    ¡°Yes,¡± Qi Xingchen echoed, ¡°Let¡¯s take it as it comes. When we reach the mountain, there¡¯ll definitely be a way through [2].¡±


    The cameraman chuckled, ¡°... To think that you can even cite an idiom now!¡±


    The guests¡¯ mood improved slightly as they laughed.


    Following the resounding idiom, everyone started to ascend the mountain, their eyes trained on any objects that might resemble a key.


    Unfortunately, they didn¡¯t find anything by noon.


    ¡°Brother Yunfei, should we take a rest?¡± Tao Tao wiped her perspiration, ¡°We¡¯ve been walking for three hours now.¡±


    Luo Qiuman was also panting. Zhang Yunfei looked at his watch, ¡°Alright, let¡¯s rest for an hour before we start again. Let me see if I can find some fruits to fill our stomachs.¡±


    Qi Xingchen volunteered, ¡°While you look for fruits, I¡¯ll go get some water. I hear some trickling sounds at that side.¡±


    They found a sheltered spot for the three ladies to rest. Qi Xingchen took the basin, and Bo Ye said, ¡°I¡¯ll go with you. There might be fishes in the water.¡±


    Qi Xingchen asked, ¡°... You want to catch fishes? The fishes in the mountains are usually smarter than humans. Without a fishing net, it¡¯ll be hard to capture them barehanded.¡±


    ¡°Why do we need to do it barehanded?¡± Bo Ye pulled out the switchblade from the backpack, ¡°We can sharpen a tree branch and use it to pierce the fishes.¡±


    Qi Xingchen, ¡°....¡±


    Excuse me? What are you saying? Xi Qingchen was speechless.


    Was this young master Bo brainwashed by those martial arts movies? Why would he think that stabbing fishes using tree branches would be easier than catching them barehanded?


    Qi Xingchen thought to himself, his real idol would never be this adorably silly.


    However, he couldn¡¯t bear to break the fake idol¡¯s martial arts dream, hence he left with Bo Ye.


    Along the way, the fake idol picked up a branch about the thickness of a finger, then sliced the tip as though he was sharpening a pencil. Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t say anything.


    After walking for another twenty metres or so, true enough, they saw a river. Uncertain if this was fortunate or not, but the river flow had been cut off by a fallen tree, and filled into a shallow stream.


    In the stream, some carps were swimming leisurely!


    ¡°There really are fishes.¡± Bo Ye raised the branch, stood by the water and observed for a moment, then raised his leg and prepared to step into the water.


    Qi Xingchen was about to take some water with the basin, but he suddenly stopped. ¡°Oh? Where are you going?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m going to fish.¡±


    ¡°Just like this?¡±


    Bo Ye was bewildered, ¡°If not, how should I go?¡±


    [1] Â̲èµõ - male version of green tea bitch, acts innocent but is actually ambitious and will do anything for money.


    [2] ³µµ½É½Ç°±ØÓз - an idiom that means that everything will turn out fine eventually.

 CH 24.2

    Qi Xingchen had to stifle a laugh. He stood where he was and contemplated for a moment, before resignedly placing the basin down and walking towards Bo Ye.


    Then, he knelt down and started rolling Bo Ye¡¯s track pants up. ¡°If you enter the water like this, won¡¯t your pants be wet?¡±


    Bo Ye was not playful as a child, and he had never experienced catching fishes or frogs in the water. Hence, he didn¡¯t even think of cuffing his pants.


    How could he allow Qi Xingchen to help him with it though? He quickly bent down and cuffed the other side.


    As his body proportions were good, his calves were longer than regular guys. They were also slender and well defined, as a result of the regular dance practices that were explosive and full of vitality.


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s gaze fell onto Bo Ye¡¯s exposed calves for three seconds. If others were dressed in cuffed pants and carrying a tree branch, they would surely look foolish.


    That wasn¡¯t the case for this man. Instead, he looked like a knight carrying a precious sword and going to slay dragons, his countenance akin to the epitome of righteousness.


    Qi Xingchen cleared his throat, ¡°Erm, go ahead. All the best.¡±


    Bo Ye felt that Qi Xingchen¡¯s words were strange, as though the latter thought of him as a spearing toolbox.


    He felt around as he walked towards the centre of the pond, meticulously looking out for traces of fishes swimming about. When he found his target and predicted the fish¡¯s movement, he raised his hand up high ---


    But failed, and the fish escaped.


    He switched his target.


    Again, he failed, and the fish escaped.


    He couldn¡¯t help but frown, as he analysed the reason for his repeated failure. At this moment, a voice sounded from behind him, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you continuing?¡±


    There was an unmistakable trace of laughter in the voice, and Bo Ye unconsciously turned around.


    All he saw was the youth behind him who had also cuffed his pants. The corners of his eyes curled up, and above the thin monolids were faint traces of green veins.


    ¡°... Don¡¯t you laugh.¡± Bo Ye immediately guessed, ¡°You already knew that we won¡¯t be able to catch fishes this way?¡±


    Qi Xingchen was a naughty fan, ¡°Of course not. I just found out too.¡±


    Who would believe this shrewd man? Bo Ye threw the branch away and scoffed.


    Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t feel guilty about lying to Bo Ye for such a long time. He tried to coax the latter, ¡°Actually, I have a better way of catching fishes.¡±


    ¡°Oh?¡± A smile flickered across Bo Ye¡¯s face, ¡°Teacher Xingxing, please advise.¡±


    ¡°Teacher Xingxing¡± was the name used by Little Tie¡¯s classmates, but when the same name came from Bo Ye, there was an indescribable feeling to it.


    In a rare instance, Qi Xingchen rubbed his nose.


    Bo Ye could tell that he was feeling shy, so he added, ¡°Why did Teacher Xingxing stop talking?¡±


    ¡°... Alright, stop calling me that.¡± Qi Xingchen hastily begged for mercy, ¡°I¡¯ll say, I¡¯ll say it now!¡±


    His method was to get Bo Ye to chase the fishes on one end, while he used the basin to trap the fishes from the other side. This was the old method that he used to catch fishes when he was young. As long as there were enough fishes around, they would probably be able to catch a few.


    Bo Ye followed Teacher Xingxing¡¯s instructions seriously, and each time they caught a fish, they threw it to the riverbank. Finally, the duo carried the basin back together; there wasn¡¯t much water inside, but it was filled with fishes.


    Zhang Feiyun had already returned to their temporary shelter, but he had returned empty handed. It wasn¡¯t the tropical season, so the fruits that hung on trees were very small and sour, and if they ate it, they would feel even hungrier.


    Initially, everyone was troubled over how to fill their stomachs. Now, looking at the abundant catch that Qi Xingchen brought back, all of them were thrilled at the thought of having a barbeque in the wild, just like the scenes from dramas.


    After the initial cheers, an awkward feeling arose, ¡°Wait, we don¡¯t have anything much, how are we going to cook the fish?¡±


    Among the group, Luo Qiuman and Tao Tao knew how to cook, but they didn¡¯t have any outdoor survival experiences. On the other hand, Zhang Yunfei had outdoor survival skills, but he didn¡¯t know how to cook.


    Qi Xingchen sighed, ¡°Now, everyone, listen to my instructions. Just do what I ask you to, will that work?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡± The group answered in unison.


    ¡°Brother Yunfei, go gather some twigs. Pick those that are thin and dry. Sister Ziyu, Sister Tao Tao and yourself will look for some wild vegetables using Baidu. Our lives are in your hands, don¡¯t pick the poisonous vegetables! Sister Qiuman, I¡¯ll have to trouble you to wash the bowls and chopsticks. As for the rest¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen thought about Bo Ye¡¯s fish-spearing stance, ¡°... Stay here and help me prepare the fish.¡±


    ¡°Roger!¡±


    Everyone split up according to instructions, and after a while, only Qi Xingchen and Bo Ye remained under the shade.


    When they were by the pond, Qi Xingchen had already cleaned the fish up quickly, removing the scales and the innards.


    Bo Ye pointed at the basin, ¡°What else do we need to do?¡±


    ¡°Bring the condiments over.¡±


    Bo Ye passed him the condiments, ¡°What are you planning to do?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯ll grill half of them, and boil soup with the other half. It won¡¯t be sufficient if we just have soup.¡±


    Bo Ye was inexperienced at cooking, so he squatted at a side and watched as Qi Xingchen spread the condiments onto the fishes.


    ¡°Teacher Xingxing,¡± Bo Ye had observed for a while before he said, ¡°Can I help you? How about this, you can teach me, and we can do this together.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Qi Xingchen replied honestly, ¡°Getting a novice to help is no help at all. If you feel bad about this ¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen pondered for a moment, ¡°Then sing a song for me.¡±


    After transmigrating into ¡°Peach of the Night¡±, he was always occupied with trying to stay alive, hence he seldom listened to music.


    Even though this was the fake idol, he was at the stage where he could take the fake one as the real, and it wasn¡¯t a bad thing if he could occasionally hear him sing.


    Singing was Bo Ye¡¯s profession, hence without any hesitation, he started singing his own famous ballad.


    The feeling of listening from a speaker was different from listening to the acoustic version live. The low and masculine voice floated steadily across the tranquil forest, and even the winds couldn¡¯t help but tremble at the voice.


    Qi Xingchen unconsciously immersed himself into the song. Within a single track, he couldn¡¯t help but think of his real idol.


    He couldn¡¯t hold back the feelings of love and adoration that flowed from the bottom of his heart, and the corners of his lips slowly curled upwards.


    Bo Ye could tell from Qi Xingchen¡¯s expression that he was in a good mood, so he gently probed, ¡°Xingxing, where did you learn cooking from?¡±


    He had almost never asked others about their private lives. Firstly, it was rude to do so, and secondly, there were few who would evoke his curiosity.


    However, the little fan¡¯s reaction from the night before unsettled him, so he couldn¡¯t refrain from wanting to know more.


    Qi Xingchen was truly in a good mood, as he replied cheerily, ¡°I don¡¯t know how, but I managed to learn after cooking a few times.¡±


    Bo Ye heard something different from his words. ¡°Didn¡¯t anyone cook for you when you were young?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not like that. I wasn¡¯t that pitiful.¡± Qi Xingchen replied, ¡°But if I did it personally, I can ensure that I''m well-fed.¡±


    The filming assistant who had just recovered from Bo Ye¡¯s voice chimed, ¡°Xingxing, you¡¯re so handsome, so easygoing and you can cook! The girl who gets married to you in future will surely be very blissful!¡±


    Bo Ye was suddenly reminded of Zhou Yu¡¯s girlfriend, and he glanced over at Qi Xingchen.


    ¡°Hey, hey, hey, why are all of you so concerned about my marriage?¡± Qi Xingchen was busy marinating the fishes, he didn¡¯t even raise his head as he joked, ¡°I¡¯m filming ¡®Thrifty Travels¡¯, not ¡®If You Are The One¡¯ [3] right?¡±


    Everyone had completed their tasks well. Thus, Qi Xingchen could live up to expectations, as he found an empty spot and set up two fires, one to grill the fish, and the other to boil the soup.


    The fish had to be skewered with the branches for grilling, and Qi Xingchen couldn¡¯t bear to let the female celebrities do such a bloody thing.


    Hence, he called the other two males over, then took out the branches that he sharpened, then pointed out, ¡°Let me demonstrate how we can use these branches.¡±


    He then took the sharp tip and aimed it at the fish¡¯s widened mouth, then shoved it in accurately and steadily with a ¡°pop¡±.


    Bo Ye, ¡°....¡±


    After skewering the fishes, Liu Ziyu asked, ¡°What should we use to cook the fish soup? We don¡¯t have a pot.¡±


    ¡°What do you think the basin was given to us for?¡± Qi Xingchen¡¯s words hit the nail on the spot. ¡°To the production crew, we don¡¯t need to wash our faces. The more downtrodden we look, the better it is. Hence it is¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen carried the basin filled with water and set it on the fire, ¡°It¡¯s a pot.¡±


    Liu Ziyu, ¡°.....¡±


    Director Zhao said, ¡°... You crafty boy, I hope that all your fishes will be burnt!¡±


    Unfortunately, fate didn¡¯t stand with Director Zhao. After a short while, fragrance wafted from the fish grill.


    Following that, the appetizing smell of the fish soup permeated almost the entire mountain!! Zhang Feiyun took a sip first, and his expression immediately turned from worry into astonishment, ¡°Wow! Wild fishes are indeed tasty! Everyone, hurry, come over and eat!¡¯


    The guests rushed forward and enjoyed their feast. Bo Ye would always be last in line during meals, hence Qi Xingchen quickly pulled out one of the fishes from the rack and secretly shoved it into Bo Ye¡¯s hands.


    As they relished their food, the production crew felt somewhat upset. As Maimang TV¡¯s flagship variety show, the crew of ¡°Thrifty Travels¡± had always enjoyed the best treatment.


    No matter where they went, there would always be chefs following the crew to prepare their three meals, and the dishes were always different throughout the day.


    Today, they were filming in the mountains and the filming equipment was too heavy. In order to lighten their load, the director had only allowed the production assistant to bring snacks such as bread, biscuits and sausages.


    In comparison to the warm and aromatic fish soup that the guests were having, what they had was not fit for humans!


    Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t forget about searching for the key even during mealtime. He unintentionally spotted a few people who were staring intently in their direction.


    An idea struck him. He washed his own bowl, then poured out some fish soup and took one piping hot grilled fish.


    And joined the production assistant, who was seated by a corner.


    The production assistant was a young lady. As she saw Qi Xingchen approach, she blushed, ¡°Xingxing, are you looking for me?¡±


    ¡°Yes,¡± he nodded. ¡°Biscuits are too dry. Have some soup.¡±


    ¡°Is it really for me?¡± The production assistant gulped, as she reached out for the bowl.


    But before she touched the bowl, she withdrew her hand swiftly, ¡°Wait, Xingxing, are you trying to trick me?¡±


    Qi Xingchen choked, feeling somewhat offended.


    Was this his image in the hearts of the production crew members?


    ¡°I¡¯m not trying to trick you,¡± Qi Xingchen explained, ¡°I was just worried that you weren¡¯t eating well, and at the same time, ask about how the keys look like.¡±


    ¡°... I was right!¡± The production assistant felt relieved that she didn¡¯t fall for his trap. She waved her hands and said, ¡°Xingxing, the director doesn¡¯t allow us to reveal this, so I can¡¯t tell you.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s eating lunch in his own tent. He can¡¯t see, so only the heavens, the earth, you and I know of this.¡±


    The cameraman who didn¡¯t bother following and was zooming in on them: ¡°....¡±


    Damn, are you treating me as invisible?


    Qi Xingchen refused to give up. He held the cloudy white fish soup before her eyes and said, ¡°Anyway, I¡¯m just asking about how the keys look like, and not the location where they''re hidden. This isn¡¯t considered breaking the rules.¡±


    ¡°...¡± The production assistant mulled over his words, and it seemed reasonable!


    ¡°The keys ¡­¡± She clenched her teeth, but in the end, she couldn¡¯t resist the dual temptation from the handsome man and good food. ¡°The keys have been made into the shape of a fruit using wax.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t ask me the exact type of fruit, that¡¯s all I can tell you.¡±


    ¡°Great!¡± Qi Xingchen generously agreed, then handed over the food to her and rushed back gleefully to report, ¡°Later, we should look up when searching for the keys. The crew had made it into a fruit and hung it on a tree!¡±


    The production assistant: ¡°!!!¡±


    She actually forgot that in the mountains, only the trees would bear fruits!


    Furthermore, in order to achieve realistic effects, the prop team had even hung the keys onto real trees. The guests only needed to walk and look at the trees that bore fruit, and eliminate the other types of trees, such as pine and poplar trees.


    An hour later, at the peak of Panlong Mountain, they found the first key.


    Four hours later, they found the second key in the valley of Fengju mountain, then promptly returned to the village.


    Director Zhao and Assistant Director Lee carried bewildered expressions. How could that be? Did one of the guests have divination powers?


    The keys were so hard to find, but they managed to find them before nightfall?


    And they haven¡¯t even used the tents that were prepared!


    Even more infuriating was that when they completed their mission, Qi Xingchen¡¯s wits showed again. ¡°Sister Tao Tao, we don¡¯t have to take the same route back. We can descend Fengju Mountain, then ask the villagers to give us a lift or rent a car to us.¡±


    The leader of the props team, who had prepared many scary props hoping that the guests would have to search the mountains late into the night, commented, ¡°Oh my! Next season, we¡¯d better not invite this kid again!¡±


    As per their daily routine, after the guests returned to their rooms to clean up, the director called everyone out to announce the mission¡¯s prize.


    ¡°Since all of you managed to fulfil the condition of completing the mission before nightfall, you¡¯ve triggered the hidden prize. The prize this time is ¡­¡±


    Tao Tao asked, ¡°A Pass card?¡±


    ¡°No,¡± Director Zhao replied, ¡°The hidden prize this time is a wish card. It can complete one of your wishes in relation to the mission. This card will be useless after ten minutes.¡±


    Everyone didn¡¯t understand Director Zhao¡¯s words, so they looked at one another. Director Zhao continued, ¡°How about this, I¡¯ll cite an example. Let¡¯s say the wish card was given to Ziyu. Ziyu can wish that she can stay out of all missions from now on, without affecting the prizes. Do you get it now?¡±


    ¡°... Understood.¡±


    In this case, the wish card provided even more benefits than the pass card, since it had the effect of extricating someone once and for all!


    In reality, all the missions that they completed required a large amount of brain power or energy.


    After doing this consecutively for a few days, aside from the energetic folks, the rest were drained.


    The appearance of this wish card was the ark that could take them out of hell, naturally no one would reject it.


    In fact, the crew¡¯s motive for introducing the wish card at this point was clear - they wanted to see the guests tearing at each other.


    Right now, the team was too harmonious, and there weren¡¯t any sparks flying around. This meant that there were increasingly less sensational moments.


    Originally, the tension between Liu Ziyu and Qi Xingchen could be edited and used to incite a battle, while ¡°Thrifty Travels¡± would benefit from it.


    Yet, Liu Ziyu unexpectedly gave up on attacking Qi Xingchen, and became protective of him instead.


    The production crew were caught in a dilemma.


    Fortunately, they had countless means of inciting conflict. Director Zhao rejoiced, ¡°Don¡¯t forget that the wish card has a time limit of ten minutes. Three minutes have now passed, have you decided who to give it to?¡±


    The leader Zhang Yunfei was visibly troubled.


    The more conflicted Zhang Yunfei appeared, the happier Director Zhao was. He held his watch and started counting down, ¡°Six more minutes¡­ Five more minutes¡­ Four more minutes¡­ Yunfei, are you sure you¡¯re not going to say anything?¡±


    It¡¯d be too late if they didn¡¯t start talking now. Zhang Yunfei stomped his foot, ¡°I¡¯ll speak first!¡±


    ¡°Perhaps all of you might think that I¡¯m biased, but this card ¡­ I still want to give it to Xingxing.¡±


    ¡°Ah?¡± A look of confusion appeared on Liu Ziyu¡¯s face. ¡°You wanted to give it to Xingxing too? If I had known that, I wouldn¡¯t have held my tongue.¡±


    ¡°Oh, so that¡¯s what¡¯s happening.¡± Luo Qiuman slapped her thigh, ¡°I was worried of an internal conflict, so I didn¡¯t dare to say this. My first reaction was to give this to Xingxing.¡±


    Bo Ye didn¡¯t speak; he simply nodded.


    The reaction of the one person who felt that the card could go to anyone and didn¡¯t really care for it, Qi Xingxing: ¡°???¡±


    Director Zhao, who was waiting for the guests to start tearing at each other: ¡°???¡±


    ¡­ Damn, this kid shouldn¡¯t just be called a smartass, he was a little demon!


    However, since things had turned out this way, there was no use trying to fight it. Director Zhao dispiritedly handed the card over to Qi Xingchen, ¡°Two more minutes, you should hurry up and make a wish.¡±


    ¡°Woah, Xingxing, you¡¯ve got to think about it properly!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right! How about exempting yourself from the rest of the missions? You¡¯ve worked the hardest over the last few days, so you can use this chance to take a break.¡±


    ¡°Otherwise, you can wish that the individual prizes can be increased, so that it can also be used in the next episode.¡±


    ¡°Or¡­¡±


    While everyone had drowned his ears with their comments, Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t take in any of them.


    He raised his hand confidently, ¡°I¡¯m ready.¡±


    Director Zhao asked, ¡°So quickly?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Then tell us.¡±


    ¡°My wish is, if you find out how we managed to complete the mission today, you must not reprimand your staff workers.¡±


    Standing at the last row with the production crew, the production assistant who had been feeling uneasy about leaking the news was stunned for a moment.


    It turned out that ¡­ he wasn¡¯t simply making use of her.


    The expedition today had made everyone exhausted. They quickly showered and went to bed, and silence fell upon the yard.


    Qi Xingchen was still thinking about Zhou Yu¡¯s scandal, so before he slept, he launched Weibo.


    Under the successful manoeuvring by the PR team, every single piece of negative news relating to Zhou Yu was pulled out and widely broadcasted.


    Not only were there screenshots of his naked body and chilli-covered face, the shots were made into emojis and became widely used, directly cementing his reputation as a bastard.


    The largest beneficiary of this incident was Qi Yuji. Both Qi Xingchen and Qi Yuji¡¯s Weibo accounts were ¡°accidentally¡± revealed.


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s fans had increased from more than nine hundred thousand to a million.


    Qi Yuji¡¯s outcome was vastly different. As the protagonist of this incident, her followers increased from about 1.3 million to about two million!


    However, there were also netizens who frowned about the scandal, questioning if this was a joint publicity stunt by Qi Xingchen and Qi Yuji.


    And the numbers were rather significant. Immediately, there was a large group of anti-fans who started attacking Qi Xingchen, calling him disgusting for using others¡¯ private matters for publicity.


    The more vicious ones even commented that a D-lister like Qi Xingchen shouldn¡¯t be allowed to continue his activities, and should be leashed instead!


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°...¡±


    Who wouldn¡¯t feel upset from being cursed but countless strangers?


    As a public figure, he couldn¡¯t directly confront them. Qi Xingchen pondered for a while, and felt that anything he said would likely be distorted by them, hence he climbed out of bed, faced the window, and took a picture of the night sky.


    He didn¡¯t add a caption to it, and simply posted it on Weibo.


    Perhaps it was because his idol¡¯s name was related to the word ¡°Night¡± [4], in his heart, the night is the most magnanimous.


    It could take in everything that¡¯s good in the world, and could also tolerate all the stains in the world.


    Eventually, with the passage of time, night after night, the wounds would gradually fade, and everything would become a memory, vanishing in the stream of time.


    Qi Xingchen gazed at the moon for some time, and his mood finally calmed.


    When he went to bed, he continued surfing. However, he suddenly realised that messages about comments and a surge in fans had filled his notification page!


    What¡¯s going on? Could it be that Qi Yunxiao bought him more traffic again?


    Qi Xingchen frowned as he launched his Weibo.


    ¡°Bo Ye has become your fan.¡±


    [3] ·Ç³ÏÎðÈÅ - a Chinese dating variety show.


    [4] Ò¹ - The ¡°Ye¡± in Bo Ye¡¯s name also means ¡°Night¡±. Hence, his fandom is also called Night Sky.

 CH 24.3

    Chapter 24 Part 3 - Weibo (3/6)


    Hence, for this entire morning, Qi Xingchen was contracted to the children. It was only when Director Zhao came over to announce the mission, the children who had surrounded him in a circle finally dispersed.


    ¡°Whose turn is it?¡± Qi Xingchen wiped his sweat.


    ¡°It¡¯s my turn, Teacher Xingxing,¡± A girl raised her hand while blushing, ¡°there are still 8 more after me.¡±


    ¡°Okay, I got it. I need to go do my own job now, you all can find me again tomorrow morning. Would it be in time?¡±


    The girl hesitated for a moment: ¡°We have an exam at 9 am tomorrow.¡±


    ¡°Then we¡¯ll have it earlier bah, find me at 5.¡±


    Qi Xingchen set a timing, sent the children away, then assembled with the rest of the guests to listen to the instructions.


    Director Zhao first teased him with a few ¡°Teacher Xingxing¡±s, then raised his loudspeaker: ¡°Everyone knows that our programme team ran into some small issues yesterday; our guest count has been adjusted back to 6 now. Hope that everyone would not be affected by this, not make any direct responses on social platforms, and continue to work as one to finish the mission every day. Next, I will announce today¡¯s mission.¡±


    ¡°Today, we will be undergoing a survival challenge in the wild, all tools needed for the mission will be provided by the programme team. The requirement is¡ª¡±


    Director Zhao turned around, pointing behind him: ¡°Do you see those two mountain peaks? The one on the left is called Panlong1 Mountain, while the one on the right is called Jufeng2 Mountain; you all need to find a key to clear this stage in each mountain, only then would it be considered mission accomplished.¡±


    ¡°The mission time limit is 24 hours, if the mission is completed before the sun sets today, it will activate the hidden reward. Information about the reward will be announced after the mission.¡±


    Hearing the three words ¡°mission time limit¡±, everyone could feel that the difficulty level of the mission this time was different from before, as there was no time limit in the past.


    ¡°A key to clear this stage?¡± Liu Ziyu asked, ¡°Are they ordinary keys?¡±


    ¡°This will be up to you guys to discover for yourselves,¡± Director Zhao smiled, ¡°In any case, it is distinctive from the items that grow on the mountains. Alright, put down your personal belongings and set off with me.¡±


    Everyone looked at each other in dismay, then helplessly threw their backpacks into their rooms.


    Panlong Mountain and Jufeng Mountain were half an hour away from Yangshan Village; to save their physical energy, Tao Tao took out 200 from their travel funds and rented two rickshaws from the villagers.


    As they got closer to Panlong Mountain, everyone realised why the programme team wanted to restrict the time to 24 hours.


    From a distance, these two mountains were the flattest and shortest of the nearby mountain ranges. Once they got to a closer distance and saw them in their entirety, did they realise that even if they were the shortest, they were still considerably taller than some explored mountain peaks!


    Qi Xingchen glanced at Luo Qiuman from the corner of his eyes and realising that she looked slightly troubled, he asked Director Zhao, ¡°Can I give the PASS card to other guests to use?¡±


    Director Zhao: ¡°Can¡¯t do that, I had reminded you all yesterday that it must be allocated then.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°But¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright,¡± Luo Qiuman spoke up, ¡°You wanted to give it to me to use, right Xingxing? Normally, I would work out often, I should be able to hang in there.¡±


    Since Luo Qiuman had said so, everyone could only bite the bullet and head over to the production assistant to collect their tools.


    The tools were in two large bags, which Zhang Yunfei opened one by one and reported: ¡°Two tents, six trekking poles, six sun hats, one washbasin, six rice bowls, twelve chopsticks, one lighter, a switchblade, and some seasonings.¡±


    Seeing that he had gone silent, Liu Ziyu urged, ¡°Don¡¯t stop, continue ah.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ Nothing else,¡± Zhang Yunfei said, ¡°that¡¯s all.¡±


    That¡¯s all?


    ¡°That shouldn¡¯t be bah,¡± Tao Tao was flabbergasted, ¡°What about food? It¡¯s now just ten in the morning, no matter how we climb two mountains before going back to the village, it would take almost a day, and that is if we find the keys without a hitch. If we can¡¯t find them, we would need to spend the night on the mountain. Not eating anything for more than 10 hours is¡­¡­¡±


    Not eating anything for more than ten hours; this would be acceptable if there was no exercise done. But it goes without saying that mountain climbing was very physically demanding, wouldn¡¯t not eating be equivalent to wanting their lives?!


    Zhang Yunfei also felt that something wasn¡¯t right: ¡°The production assistant might have overlooked some things during preparation. I¡¯ll go and ask.¡±


    Five minutes later, Zhang Yunfei returned with a wooden face.


    ¡°What did he say?¡± Qi Xingchen asked.


    Zhang Yunfei said: ¡°Director Zhao¡¯s exact words were: this episode is testing on wilderness survival; if even the food is provided to you all, would it be even considered a survival?¡±


    The group of guests: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Want to curse at somebody.jpg.


    Zhang Yunfei could understand everyone¡¯s feelings, so after comforting them, he said, ¡°Why not let¡¯s go first? After all, it¡¯ll be useless to stay here, maybe we would even find the keys to clearing this stage a short while after we get up there.¡±


    ¡°Sure,¡± Qi Xingchen said cooperatively, ¡°Making the next step according to the situation, when we reach the mountain there¡¯ll definitely be salvation.¡± 3


    Cameraman: ¡°¡­¡­How did you even come up with a complete jingle?!¡±


    The guests were put in a better mood: ¡°HAHAHAHA¡­¡­¡±


    Accompanied with that resounding jingle, everyone began to climb slowly up the mountain, while keeping an eye out for any objects that looked like a key in their surroundings.


    Unfortunately, even until noon, there was still no sign of it.


    ¡°Yunfei-ge, is it time to take a break?¡± Tao Tao wiped her sweat, ¡°We¡¯ve been walking for three hours already.¡±


    Luo Qiuman was also a bit out of breath, so Zhang Yunfei checked the time, ¡°Okay, we¡¯ll rest for an hour before we set off again. I¡¯ll see if I can find some fruits and such to fill our stomachs.¡±


    ¡°Then you go find the fruit. I hear sounds of water nearby, I¡¯ll go get some water,¡± Qi Xingchen said.


    They let the three females wait in the shade. As Qi Xingchen took out the water basin, Bo Ye said, ¡°I¡¯ll go with you. The water is clear in the mountains; there might be fish.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­You¡¯re planning to catch fish? The fish in the mountains are even smarter than people; without a fishing net, it might be a bit difficult to catch them with your bare hands.¡±


    ¡°Why would we need to use our bare hands?¡± Bo Ye pulled out the switchblade from the backpack, ¡°We can sharpen the branches and spear the fish with them.¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Are you4 being serious? Qi Xingchen was completely speechless.


    How many years had this young master Bo been brainwashed by wuxia 5 movies, to actually think that it was easier to spear a fish with a branch than to catch it with bare hands? The real idol could never be this sweet and naive6, Qi Xingchen thought silently.


    But he could not bear to smash the fake idol¡¯s wuxia dreams, and still brought Bo Ye to go with him.


    On the way, when the fake idol picked up a branch as thick as his finger and sharpened it here and there like sharpening a pencil with the blade, he also did not say anything, pretending not to see it.


    After walking for about twenty meters, sure enough, they did see a small stream. Not sure if they were considered lucky or not, but the stream was cut off by a fallen tree trunk, creating a shallow pond.


    In the pond, there were actually large schools of carp swimming about lazily, all plump and strong, which whetted the appetite of anyone who saw them.


    Bo Ye raised the branch, standing at the water¡¯s edge to observe for a moment, then lifted his leg to step into the water.

 CH 24.4

    Chapter 24 Part 4 - Weibo (4/6)


    Qi Xingchen was just about to use the basin to scoop up the water, but paused instantly when he saw his actions, ¡°Hey, where are you going?¡±


    ¡°Going over there to spear fish.¡±


    ¡°Just going like this?¡±


    Bo Ye was baffled, ¡°Then how am I supposed to go?¡±


    Qi Xingchen choked a little and stood struggling for a moment, then put down the basin in resignation and walked over to Bo Ye¡¯s side.


    Following which, he squatted down and bit by bit, he rolled up the leg of Bo Ye¡¯s track pants: ¡°If you go into the water like this, won¡¯t your trousers get all wet? ¡±


    When Bo Ye was young, he was not that sort of child to be particularly naughty, hence he had little contact with things like going into the water to catch fish or grab frogs, and forgot the matter of rolling up the legs of his trousers.


    How could he let Qi Xingchen do it for him? He hurriedly stooped down to roll up the other side.


    Thanks to his good body proportions, his calves were much longer than the average man; his muscle contours were well-shaped and full of power due to his dance training for years on end.


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s gaze lingered on that exposed calf for a few seconds ¡ª on others, holding a branch with their trouser legs rolled up would most likely1 make them look particularly idiotic.2


    However, this person did not. He was more like a knight grasping onto a sword on his way to slaying dragons, remarkably like the prime example of ¡°one¡¯s attractiveness index measures one¡¯s righteousness¡±. 3


    Qi Xingchen cleared his throat, ¡°Then uh, go ahead, jiayou.¡±


    Bo Ye felt that this statement was strange. He fumbled his way to the centre of the pond, carefully observing the fishes¡¯ swimming trajectory. Once he found a target and predicted its next direction of movement, he raised his hand high in the air¡ª


    Didn¡¯t get speared, and the fish got away.


    He changed his target.


    Didn¡¯t get speared, and the fish got away again.


    Bo Ye had no choice but to put away his harpoon and frowned, analysing the reasons for his repeated failures. At this moment someone behind him asked, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you spearing anymore?¡±


    There was amusement that could not be concealed in that voice; Bo Ye subconsciously twisted his head.


    Only to see the youth standing behind him, with his trouser legs rolled up like his were. His eyes were curved and the blue veins on the thin single eyelids were faintly flickering.


    ¡°¡­¡­Don¡¯t laugh,¡± Bo Ye figured it out instantly, ¡°you already knew that using a branch would be impossible to spear fish with?¡±


    This fan, Qi Xingchen, was very bad: ¡°How could it be? I also only realised it now.¡±


    Who would dare to believe this little imp, Bo Ye threw away the branch and scoffed.


    Having lied to somebody else for so long, Qi Xingchen was clear it was time to stop before going too far, and coaxed, ¡°Actually, I have a good method to catch fish.¡±


    ¡°Oh?¡± Bo Ye smiled wryly, ¡°Teacher Xingxing, please enlighten me.¡±


    ¡°Teacher Xingxing¡± was what Little Tie and his classmates call him, but when it came from Bo Ye¡¯s mouth, it indescribably had somewhat of an extra unexplainable flavour to it.


    Qi Xingchen rubbed at his nose, a rare sight.


    Seeing that he was embarrassed, Bo Ye pursued: ¡°Teacher Xingxing, why do you not continue speaking?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Alright, stop calling me that,¡± Qi Xingchen hurriedly begged for mercy, ¡°I¡¯ll speak, I¡¯ll speak now!¡±


    .


    His method was to let Bo Ye drive the fish forward on one end, while he would seize the fish with the basin at the other end. This was the traditional method that he had used before to catch fish in his childhood, as long as the volume was large enough, he could more or less seize a few of them.


    Bo Ye really did what Teacher Xingxing told him to do, and every time he seized one fish, he would throw it onto the bank. In the end, the two people dragged the basin together; there was not much water in it, but it was densely packed with fish.


    Zhang Yunfei had already returned to the temporary resting place, empty-handed. It was currently not the season of ripening; the fruits on the tree branches were very small and tasted sour, tending to make one hungrier the more one eats it.


    ??At first, everyone was still worried about how to fill their stomachs, but this time they were lucky 4, seeing that Qi Xingchen¡¯s harvest was plentiful, they were all happy that they could cook a meal over a campfire like in the dramas.


    As they laughed and smiled, they then realised in hindsight that something was not right: ¡°Hiss¡­¡­ we basically do not have anything we need5, how are we supposed to prepare the fish?¡±


    Of these people, Luo Qiuman and Tao Tao could cook, and do not have any wilderness survival experience. Zhang Yunfei had wilderness survival experience but did not know how to cook.


    Qi Xingchen sighed, ¡°Now, just listen to me. Whatever I¡¯ll have you all do, you all will do it, is that okay?¡±


    ¡°Okay!¡± Everyone spoke in unison.


    ¡°Yunfei-ge, you¡¯ll collect branches, pick the dry and thin ones to collect; Ziyu-jie, you and Taotao-jie will find some edible wild herbs according to Baidu ¡ª our lives are in your hands, by all means, do not get any poisonous ones, and also no mushrooms! Qiuman-jie, I would have to trouble you to wash the bowls and chopsticks; the rest¡­¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen thought back to the way Bo Ye tried to spear fish with a branch, ¡°¡­¡­Stay here and clean the fish with me bah.¡±


    ¡°Yessir!¡±


    Everyone complied and started work according to the division of labour, and before long, only two people, Qi Xingchen and Bo Ye, were left at the camp.


    While they were by the water, Qi Xingchen had already done the first step of treatment on the fish, cleaning out the scales and guts completely. Bo Ye pointed at the basin: ¡°What else needs to be done?¡±


    ¡°Bring the seasoning here.¡±


    Bo Ye handed him all of the seasonings, ¡°What do you plan to do?¡±


    ¡°Roast half of them and make a stew with half of them. If we just drink soup alone, it won¡¯t fight the hunger.¡±


    Bo Ye was truly not an expert in cooking. He sat by the side with his knees bent watching Qi Xingchen skillfully score6 the fish and sprinkle seasoning on them.


    ¡°Teacher Xingxing,¡± Bo Ye stood idle for a while, and felt a little embarrassed, ¡°can I help you to do something? Or you can teach me, and I¡¯ll do this with you.¡±


    ¡°No need,¡± said Qi Xingchen replied honestly, ¡°One is better off with no help, compared to having a novice¡¯s help. If you feel apologetic about it¡­¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen thought for a moment, ¡°Then sing a song for me to listen to bah.¡±


    I wheezed at QXC admiring the calves.


    really sorry for the delay, I was in a slump where I wasn¡¯t satisfied with my tl at all, then I got hit with a stomach bug that has lasted for a week (still ongoing). currently considering if I should get an editor to run over my tl (and maybe rush me for chapters ><) and see if the vocab/phrasing can be improved. but¡­ idk. I¡¯ll see how it goes. probs not.


    also if you aren¡¯t on discord, the author has physically published this book (which explains the edits to the web version). the current web version matches what is published. good news for the author, but I¡¯m worried about what kind of publishing it is. as in, will i get dmca-ed lmao. it usually doesn¡¯t happen tho, but I¡¯m keeping an eye out. nevertheless, I might search up the author¡¯s weibo when I manage to find my password to see if there is any way for us to order it internationally.


    also updated the cover of the novel! author commissioned a nice one for the physical copy. translation for the text at the bottom right:


    Bo Ye X Qi Xingchen


    That Star that got lost and stranded in the abyss  finally returned to his Night Sky


    Take care and wash your hands before you eat! cheerios! ~astrid83

 CH 24.5

    Chapter 24 Part 5 - Weibo (5/6)


    I realised I had read the text wrongly regarding the key to clearing the stage. There are actually two keys, one on each mountain. Bc there is no spacing between the characters in Chinese, I read ¡°within each individual mountain, there¡¯s a key¡± as ¡°there is a key between the two mountains¡± lmaooo my brain was not working then.


    Edited the previous parts to clarify this.


    After transmigrating into ¡¶Peach of the Night¡·, he had been constantly rushing about for his little life and rarely had the opportunity to listen to music.


    Although the person in front of him was the fake idol, no matter if it was his looks or his voice, both were at the level where they could pass as the genuine thing. Listening to it occasionally should post no problem.


    Singing was the old profession of Bo Ye, and without any protest, he sang one of his classic ballads1.


    The feelings when listening to him sing on an audio player, listening to him live, and listening to him singing acapella while face to face, were very different. The deep, low, and magnetic male voice slowly flowed through the mountain forest that tranquil spring day, even the wind could not help but stop for it.


    Qi Xingchen unconsciously immersed himself in it. As the song ended, he thought of his real idol, and the love and admiration that could not be suppressed spilt over from the bottom of his heart, spreading up the corners of his lips.


    Seeing Qi Xingchen¡¯s expression, Bo Ye knew that he should be in a good mood now and probed in a low voice, ¡°Xingxing, where did you learn how to cook?¡±


    He did not like to ask about other people¡¯s private lives, firstly because it was impolite, secondly because very few people could evoke his curiosity. But the little fan¡¯s reaction from the night before yesterday made him feel slightly unsettled, thus he could not help but want to ask about it.


    Qi Xingchen was indeed in a considerably good mood, replying with a smile: ¡°I never intentionally went to learn it. Making a couple more meals, as I made more and more, I just learnt how to.¡±


    Bo Ye sensed a meaning that was somewhat different: ¡°No one cooked for you in your childhood?¡±


    ¡°Not really I guess, I wasn¡¯t that miserable,¡± Qi Xingchen said, ¡°I like to do it by myself, if I work for myself, I can guarantee to be well-fed and clothed. 2¡±


    At this moment, the following assistant, who had just extricated himself from Bo Ye¡¯s singing, joined the conversation, ¡°Xingxing, you¡¯re good-looking, good-natured and even good at cooking; in the future, the girl who gets to marry you will definitely be very blissful!¡±


    Bo Ye instantly thought of Zhou Yu¡¯s girlfriend ¡ª no, now, she would be the ex-girlfriend, and glanced at Qi Xingchen.


    ¡°Hey, hey, hey, why are you guys so worried about my major life events ah,¡± Qi Xingchen joked without even looking up as he was busy marinating3 the fish, ¡°I¡¯m in ¡¶Budget Travel¡·, and not¡¶If You Are the One¡·4, right?¡±


    .


    Everyone completed the tasks given to them well, and Qi Xingchen also did not fall short of expectations by finding a clearing and setting up two fires, one for roasting the fish, the other for making soup.


    To roast the fish, they would need to pierce the fish with tree branches. Qi Xingchen could not bear to let the females do this sort of bloody work, and called the two men over. Taking out the pile of branches he had just sharpened, he gave an implied direction: ¡°How should these sort of branches be used? I will demonstrate to you both.¡±


    ¡°Watch carefully.¡± With those words, he aligned the pointed end at the open mouth of the fish, then steadily and accurately stabbed it in with a ¡°pu¡±.


    Bo Ye: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    After piercing the fish to be roasted, Liu Ziyu asked, ¡°How will we stew the fish soup? We don¡¯t have a pot.¡±


    ¡°What do you think the programme team gave us the washbasin for?¡± Qi Xingchen hit the nail on the head 5, ¡°In the programme team¡¯s mind, we don¡¯t need to wash our faces at all. The more unkempt we are, the more interesting points there will be. Hence, it is¡ª¡±


    Qi Xingchen carried the basin full of water and set it on the stand above the fire, ¡°It is the pot.¡±


    Liu Ziyu: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Director Zhao: ¡°¡­¡­ You monkey demon, may your all roasted fish become scorched!¡±


    Unfortunately, the heavens did not materialise Director Zhao¡¯s wish, it wasn¡¯t long before a fragrant smell began to waft from the rack of roasting fish.


    Not long after that, the savoury smell from the fish pot was almost enveloping the entire mountain top. Zhang Yunfei tentatively tasted it first and his expression turned from anxious to astonished: ¡°Woah, genuine wild fish is precisely delicious; come quickly everyone, come quickly!¡±


    The guests rushed over to eat heartily as they were told. No matter when they ate, Bo Ye would always be at the end of the line; Qi Xingchen hurriedly drew a perfectly roasted fish from the fish rack and secretly stuffed it into Bo Ye¡¯s hand.


    Although they ate merrily, the programme team staff were someone upset in their hearts. As the flagship variety show of MaimangTV, ¡¶Budget Travel¡·¡¯s programme team had always retained the best treatment.


    No matter where they went, they would have a chef following the team to take care of all three meals, and in a single day, many of the dishes would not have a repeat.


    Today they had to go up to the mountains to film. As they considered the camera equipment too heavy, in order to pack light for easier travel, the director only let the production assistants bring a few packets of bread, biscuits, sausages and other snacks along.


    Compared to the guests nice and warm aromatic fish soup, that was basically a meal not for human consumption!


    Qi Xingchen still did not forget to look for the clearing stage keys even while eating, and inadvertently saw that half of the people in the programme team were all longingly gazing at their side, their eyes which were evidently ravenous twinkling.


    He had a thought. He washed his bowl clean and scooped a bowl of fish soup, took a warm roasted fish, then went up to the little production assistant in the corner.


    The little production assistant was a girl, and when she saw Qi Xingxhen come over, her face flushed red at first, ¡°Xingxing, are you looking for me?¡±


    ¡°En,¡± he nodded, ¡°the biscuits are too dry and choking, have some soup bah.¡±


    ¡°I can drink the soup?¡± The little production assistant stealthily swallowed her saliva, reaching out with her hands to take it.


    Before she could touch the bowl, she withdrew her hand with a swish, ¡°That¡¯s not right. Xingxing, are you trying to scheme against me?¡±


    Qi Xingchen choked, feeling offended.


    In the hearts of the staff in the programme team, was this really the image he held?


    ¡°I am not trying to scheme against you,¡± Qi Xingchen explained, ¡°I was worried that you weren¡¯t eating well, and at the same time ask how the keys to clearing the stage look like.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­ Sure enough!¡± The production assistant thought to herself that fortunately she was not duped, and repeatedly waved her hands, ¡°Xingxing, the director did not allow it to be revealed, I can¡¯t tell you.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s eating in his own tent, he won¡¯t see this anyways. Right now, only the heavens, the ground, you, and I know about it. 6¡±


    The cameraman, who was too lazy to follow over and was filming with a large focal distance: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Are you treating me like a f*cking invisible person?


    Qi Xingchen would persevere until he reached his goal7, holding the creamy white fish soup and swaying it in front of her eyes, and continued to persuade as he did so: ¡°In addition to that, I am only asking about what the clearing stage keys look like, and I didn¡¯t ask you where it is hidden. This is not considered as a violation of the rules.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡± The little production assistant had second thoughts, what he said seemed to make sense!


    ¡°The clearing stage keys¡­¡­¡± She gritted her teeth and finally failed to resist the double temptation of the handsome man and the fine food, ¡°The clearing stage keys were made into fruit shapes using wax moulds¡­¡­ Regarding the specific fruits, don¡¯t ask me about them. I can only tell you this much.¡±


    ¡°Alright!¡± Qi Xingchen agreed very forthrightly, then shoved all the food at her and went back to inform the rest full of excitement, ¡°Look upwards later when you¡¯re looking for the keys! The programme team had made them into fruits and hung them up on the trees!¡±


    The production assistant: ¡°!¡±


    That¡¯s right, in the mountains, only the trees could grow fruits, she actually forgot about this!


    Furthermore, in order to make it seem realistic, the props team hung the keys on genuine fruit trees. The guests only needed to look out for which fruit trees grew fruit on them while walking, and could rule out pine and poplar trees with a glance.


    After an hour, they found the first key on the mountaintop of Panlong Mountain.


    Four hours later, they found the second key in a valley of Jufeng Mountain, and started to head back with celebration8.


    Director Zhao and Assistant Director Li were stupefied, no, did the guests have divine powers?


    The keys that were this hard to find, how did they find them even before night fell?


    The tents that were prepared for them were not even used yet?


    What was more frustrating was that, after completing the mission, Qi Xingchen¡¯s quick-wittedness surfaced again: ¡°Tao Tao-jie, we don¡¯t have to go back the same way. We can just get off directly from Jufeng9 Mountain, and find a villager from the village below to hitch a lift or rent a car back. This would save us a lot of energy and time.¡±


    The head of the props team, who was hoping to get shots of the guests exploring deep into the mountains at night and had prepared many frightening props: ¡°Aiyah, f*ck me, can we not hire this youngster next season?!¡±


    .


    me sitting up from a nightmare at 3am: IS SOUP A STEW


    (yes it is considered)

 CH 24.6

    Chapter 24 Part 6 - Weibo (6/6)


    As before, after the guests had gone back to their rooms and made themselves presentable, the director called everyone to come out and announced the reward for today¡¯s mission.


    ¡°Because you all met the condition of ¡°completing the mission before the sun sets¡±, the hidden reward is triggered. The reward this time is¡ª¡±


    Tao Tao: ¡°A PASS card?¡±


    ¡°Nope,¡± Director Zhao said, ¡°The hidden reward this time is a wish card. It can fulfil a mission-related wish of one of you guests, and it will become invalid in 10 minutes.¡±


    Everyone did not really understand what was said and looked at each other. Director Zhao meticulously explained: ¡°How about this, I¡¯ll give an example. For example, if the wish card was given to Ziyu, Ziyu can then make a wish to withdraw from all future missions, without affecting the rewards. Understood?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Understood.¡±


    In that case, the wish card had much more rights than the PASS card, it can be used to achieve a once and for all effect!


    To be honest, after arriving in Qianzhou, not one of the tasks given by the programme team did not require using a great amount of brainpower or physical strength. After working around the clock for a few days, other than the exuberant youngsters, the remaining people were already physically and emotionally exhausted.


    If you get the wish card, you¡¯ll be able to pass through the remaining rounds without needing to even lift a finger; who wouldn¡¯t want that?


    In reality, at this critical juncture, the programme team¡¯s intention of setting up a wish card is very clear ¡ª they wanted to see people tearing each other up in a catfight1.


    The team now was too harmonious, without any collision to result in sparks, there will be fewer and fewer climax points.


    Originally, the conflict between Liu Ziyu and Qi Xingchen could still have been used as material for some god-tier editing to induce a war, and ¡¶Budget Travel¡·can then sit back and reap the benefits.


    Afterwards, they did not know what happened, but Liu Ziyu unexpectedly gave up targeting Qi Xingchen and switched to defending him at every turn.


    The programme team also had bitter suffering they cannot complain about.


    Luckily, they had plenty of ways to induce a war, and Director Zhao beamed, ¡°Don¡¯t forget that the wish card time limit is only ten minutes. Now, 3 minutes have already passed by, have you all thought of who to give it to?¡±


    The leader, Zhang Yunfei, was somewhat in a difficult position.


    The more he found things difficult, the happier Director Zhao was; he held onto his watch and counted down: ¡°6 minutes left, 5 minutes left, 4 minutes left¡­¡­ Yunfei, are you sure you¡¯re not going to say anything?¡±


    That would not do; if he continued not to say anything, there would really be no time. Zhang Yunfei stomped his foot: ¡°I¡¯ll say it!¡±


    ¡°Maybe you all will think I¡¯m biased, but this time, the card¡­¡­ I would still like to give it to Xingxing.¡±


    ¡°Ah?¡± Liu Ziyu was taken aback, ¡°You also wanted to give it to Xingxing ah, if I had known I wouldn¡¯t have held it in.¡±


    ¡°Hai, what¡¯s all of this,¡± Luo Qiuman slapped her thigh, ¡°I was afraid of causing internal conflict and didn¡¯t dare to say this, but my first thought was to give it to Xingxing.¡±


    Bo Ye said did not say anything and nodded.


    The only one who felt that giving it to anyone was fine and really paid no mind to it, Qi Xingchen: ¡°???¡±


    Director Zhao, who was sitting and waiting for the guests¡¯ catfight material, was thoroughly speechless. ??Damn it, this kid shouldn¡¯t be called an imp, he should be f*cking called a little demon2!


    But since the matter had already reached this point, there was no more f*cking point in struggling any longer. Director Zhao half-heartedly tossed the card to Qi Xingchen: ¡°There are two minutes left, hurry up and make a wish bah.¡±


    ¡°Wah, Xingxing, you better think about it carefully, don¡¯t use misuse it.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right, that¡¯s right. Why don¡¯t you withdraw from the remaining missions? These few days you were the most tired out, it¡¯s just in time for you to take a breather.¡±


    ¡°If not, wishing for additional individual rewards is also good, it¡¯ll make things easier for point accumulation the next episode.¡±


    ¡°Or ¡­¡­¡±


    His ears were blocked up by the guests¡¯ bombardment of suggestions, but Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t listen to a single sentence.


    He raised his hand very confidently, ¡°I¡¯ve thought about it.¡±


    Director Zhao: ¡°This fast?¡±


    ¡°En.¡±


    ¡°Then say it bah.¡±


    ¡°My wish is that, if you know about the way we accomplished our mission today, don¡¯t scold your staff, she was dragged into this by me.¡±


    At the very back of the programme team, the little production assistant, who had been on tenterhooks about having leaked information, froze for a moment.


    So he¡­¡­ was not merely just making use of her.


    .


    The guests were terribly exhausted from the hike today, and after everyone had taken a haphazard shower, they each went back to their own room. The courtyard quietened down very soon.


    Still thinking about Zhou Yu, Qi Xingchen opened Weibo just before going to bed to see how far things had developed.


    Under the clever operation of the PR team, all of Zhou Yu¡¯s dark secrets from birth to the present were dug up one after another and went viral.


    The screenshot of him being entirely naked with chilli sauce spread across his whole face has also been made into a sticker pack that was extensively used, directly nailing him on the scumbags¡¯ pillar of shame, making it difficult for him to free himself anytime soon.


    And the biggest beneficiary of this incident is Qi Yuji. Both Qi Xingchen¡¯s and Qi Yuji¡¯s Weibo accounts were ¡°accidentally¡± discovered.


    Qi Xingchen was alright, with his fans rising from over 900,000 to a million.


    Qi Yuji¡¯s situation was different, as the main character of the incident, the follower count 3 shot up straight from 1.3 million to almost 2 million!


    But there are always two sides in any incident; with people supporting them, there will be people who oppose them. Many speculated that this was a joint publicity stunt by Qi Xingchen and Qi Yuji.


    And this number was not small; immediately there was a large group of antis aggressively crowding Qi Xingchen¡¯s main page, scolding him for being disgusting and using other people¡¯s personal problems for publicity.


    What¡¯s more, they even said outright that a Z-lister obscure b*stard like Qi Xingchen should not continue to prance around and hurry up and go die4.


    Qi Xingchen found it difficult to comprehend; did the people who said those things really understand him? If they didn¡¯t understand, why could they curse with such seriousness5?


    As a public figure, it was not like he could confront them head-on. After thinking about it, Qi Xingchen felt that the true meaning of anything he said could be distorted by them. Hence, he sat upwards, looked out of the window and took a picture of the night sky.


    Without any accompanying text, he simply edited and posted it on Weibo.


    Maybe it has something to do with the fact that his idol¡¯s name had the character ¡°Night¡±6 in his name, in his heart, the dark night was always the most magnanimous7.


    It could embrace all that is beautiful in the world, and it could also accommodate all of the filth in the corners.


    Eventually, along with time that elapses, night after night, everything, regardless of whether it is good or bad would all become memories, scattered throughout the long stream of time.


    Qi Xingchen raised his head to admire the moon for a while, and his mood finally calmed down gradually.


    Going back under the covers, he scrolled through his phone, and suddenly realised that his notification panel was crammed full of Weibo forwards and comments.


    What¡¯s going on? Could it be that Qi Yunxiao bought a hot search for him again? Qi Xingchen furrowed his eyebrows as he opened Weibo.


    ¡¾Bo Ye has become your fan¡¿

 CH 25.1

    Qi Xingchen¡¯s hand trembled, and the phone fell with a ¡°pah¡± onto his face.


    It just happened to smash onto his injured nose bridge bone. It was so painful that Qi Xingchen saw stars, but he was still somewhat in disbelief. He jabbed into the new website that popped up, and tapped on that one chapter.


    ¡°Lorem Ipsum¡± The two eye-grabbing words appeared immediately on the page.


    That¡¯s right, the translator¡¯s translations got copied again. This time, even though the foxaholic website was credited, the site still copied the work onto their site, even copying the weird-ass chapter that was made all the way back in chapter 7 or 6 I can¡¯t remember.


    This time around, the translator really needs to be consistent in putting up fake chapters as it seems the copier did not bother to read the chapters and uploaded them all in one shot.


    Qi Xingchen bolted upright. It was 1 am, and the translator really needs to sleep soon as it is their first day of school. Please don¡¯t drag in Bo Ye at this time, I¡¯m too tired to write dialogue for you both. Same drill, if you aren¡¯t reading this on foxaholic1 and you don¡¯t see the footnotes, you aren¡¯t supporting the translator. It¡¯s just highly demotivating to stress over a chapter and see it just get copied and pasted to another site.


    Gently pushing him back down, the translator then pulled the blankets up to Qi Xingchen¡¯s chin as he stared at the ceiling (densely pining away for Bo Ye, but hush we do not tell him that yet).


    High on stress from the past month that was supposed to be a holiday, but turned out to be equally tiring and more frustrating than school, this monstrosity was born.


    After giving a five-hour speech to Little Tie¡¯s companions yesterday, Qi Xingchen had trouble getting up the next day, washing his face rudely.


    Withering as he walked out, the children were already waiting in the courtyard. Little Tie asked: ¡°Xingxing-ge, do you still have breakfast?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯ll finish explaining to you all before eating.¡±


    ¡°I made smooth bread 2 ±ý ¡ª noticed that this is an edible, smooth, flour ¨C made edible item, so I believe that it¡¯s flat bread ( This is ¼å±ý jian bing). [/ Efn_note] that¡¯s my mum was baking, ¡°said Little Tie, taking out a metal lunch box after him,¡± if you don¡¯t care. ¡­. ¡±


    ¡°Smooth bread?¡± Qi Xingchen stopped him, his smile twinkling in his eyes, ¡°I like to eat smooth bread the most, thank you mother for me.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not me, it¡¯s Jingjing¡¯s student,¡± Zheng¡¯s said.


    Liu Jiu took a piece of kimchi and threw it in his mouth: ¡°Needless to say, it¡¯s very tasty.¡±


    ¡°Eat more if you like it, don¡¯t waste rating points,¡± said Kiwi Jingchen, who recently visited the children.


    After laughing for 5 minutes, the translator realised they were tired as hell.


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    As soon as the little fans were happy, they became alert. But when he¡¯s stupid, he¡¯s even more stupid.


    He picked a tomato from the table and put it in the enemy¡¯s mouth. ¡°Congratulations Riady.¡±

 CH 25.2

    After dinner, as usual, it was time to evangelize.


    To learn more, the four employees had to work nightly, switch jobs, create anxiety and depression, and fill in some fuses the night before.


    Yes, I don¡¯t think we can control this demon.


    Mr. Zhou praised the shy spokesman. ¡°Let¡¯s do business today¡ª¡±


    Hey, You ! !


    The woman rushed to the door immediately. He was in his fifties, well-dressed and handsome, with no curls around his neck.


    She is a former widow who borrowed a blanket from Chen Zhixin.


    Feel sorry. He wiped his shirt with dangerous fingers and stood up: ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯m coming back.¡± 1


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    ¨C I can say that the softer and more fragile bodies are, the more people without leg support.


    ""


    ¡°I understand.¡±


    Bo As soon as he had finished speaking, he took the lion and attacked it.


    Her body was very shiny, in this dress but thin and beautiful. They did not know that he had been taken captive. He had gone before.


    Xin Xichen¡¯s eyes widened and some people said, ¡°Old man, can you ¡­ help me play with the lion?¡± and they would not ask. ¡±


    There is nothing you can do about it but be patient.


    Of course, he¡¯s a player, and no matter what you want to complain about or punch, he can¡¯t. Bo Yu stood up and shook the lion¡¯s head at the others and spoke directly.


    ¡°It¡¯s been a long time, Professor Cincinnati, and the lesson is near.

 CH 26.1

    Teacher Xingxing was a bit confused.


    ??It was currently in the dead of the night, with no soul in sight in their surroundings, and there was not a sound to be heard. With the male protagonist wearing the face of the idol and speaking to him at such a close distance, even the gravel in his voice was exceedingly obvious, causing his ears to heat up uncontrollably.


    ¡°Cough,¡± Qi Xingchen could not help but take a step back, ¡°If- if you¡¯re going to talk, just talk, why are you standing this close?¡±


    Bo Ye: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Bo Ye was very innocent; when he saw from his room window that the little fan was stumped just now, he came out right away. In the end, not resting in the middle of the night in order to accompany the little fan to do the lion-nuisance-dance1, actually resulted in him being regarded with disdain for standing too close while speaking¡­¡­


    It is indeed a difficult life, the idol sighed.


    Bo Ye didn¡¯t say anything, picking up the embroidered ball to study it for a while. It wasn¡¯t long before Qi Xingchen finally recovered and silently brought out some stools to serve as the Plum Blossom Poles2.


    He then snatched the ball from Bo Ye¡¯s hands and stepped onto the stool, thinking of hanging it from the eaves.


    He exerted all his strength, reaching his hands out and standing on tiptoes, but could not reach it no matter what.


    ¡°You come down,¡± said Bo Ye, ¡°I¡¯ll try.¡±


    Qi Xingchen came down as he was told, and Bo Ye went up. He was tall and had long arms; within a fraction of a minute, he could lift the tassels on the two sides of the embroidered ball and hang it up.


    This time it was Qi Xingchen¡¯s turn to feel wronged. In the real world, he was taller than the original owner, about less than half a head shorter than Bo Ye. Unlike this situation right now, where he was a full head shorter than Bo Ye, unable to even hang an embroidered ball.


    Bo Ye nimbly jumped off the stool, brushing the dust off his hands and asked, ¡°Is there anything else that needs to be fixed up?¡±


    ¡°Plum Blossom Poles, check; the embroidered ball, check; there is no need for anything else.¡±


    ¡°Good,¡± Bo Ye inclined his head at him, ¡°come on then.¡±


    He had to say, the idol like this could really compel others; Teacher Xingxing obediently began to explain:


    ¡°Lion dance has a lot of techniques and movements, but for our programme that was put together at the last minute, we don¡¯t need it to be so professional. As long as the lion¡¯s congratulatory atmosphere can be expressed, it would be enough. The pace and movements should focus on being light and quick.¡±


    ¡°Among the moves, the ones that will definitely be used is the jump onto the poles and on the poles, that requires coordination between the both of us to complete.¡±


    Bo Ye expressed that he did not understand: ¡°How do we coordinate?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s similar to a lift,¡± Qi Xingchen patted the side of his waist, ¡°you will hold my waist and lift me up onto the Plum Blossom Poles, then leverage on me to jump up.¡±


    Having seen lion dance performances while attending New Year¡¯s Eve parties, Bo Ye had a slight impression of what the little fan was saying, recalling as he walked behind him.


    With two hands clutching both sides of his waist: ¡°Is it like this?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­En.¡±


    ¡°Why are you this thin?¡±


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Isn¡¯t your3 focus point a bit skewed?


    Blood from his entire body reversed their flow into his head; Qi Xingchen¡¯s whole face rapidly reddened, as if blood could drip from it, it was both red and scaldingly hot.


    Fortunately, the main offender was behind him and could not see his complexion. Qi Xingchen gritted and gnashed his teeth: ¡°Learn seriously!¡±


    ¡°Eat more in the future.¡± Bo Ye did not give up.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll supervise you.¡±


    Qi Xingchen felt as if he was about to suffocate. However, the other person was doing this for his own good, and he was not the sort of person who was unable to recognise others¡¯ good intentions, thus he could only force himself to nod.


    Only then did Bo Ye let him off. Putting a little strength into his arms, Qi Xingchen suddenly had nothing underneath his feet.


    ¡°Is the lift something like this? How about the height?¡± Bo Ye¡¯s arms continued to rise, ¡°do you want it higher?¡±


    He was a living and breathing man, why did Bo Ye speak as if he was holding up a bok choy? This was the Nth time Qi Xingchen produced a question mark tonight4.


    ¡°The specific height would depend on the height of the Plum Blossom Poles,¡± Qi Xingchen told himself internally that this was work, then took a deep breath, ¡°Go over to the Plum Blossom Poles and have a look.¡±


    ¡°En.¡± Bo Ye walked to the side of the stool while still lifting Qi Xingchen.


    ??¡­¡­Couldn¡¯t he just put him down?


    But Bo Ye was very smart, with a glance, he knew which height to raise him to, and could also follow the method mentioned before to leverage himself to jump up.


    ??¡±Like this, right?¡± Bo Ye said.


    Seeing that he could do it almost right during his first lion dance, Qi Xingchen was considerably surprised: ¡°Right, more or less. Because being the lion head would include control of the lion¡¯s eyes, mouth, and other expressions, we can only have me being the lion head and you being the lion tail.¡±


    ¡°Throughout the performance, you¡¯ll be bent over almost all the time, regarding the wedding¡­¡­ thank you in advance for the hard work5.¡±


    Bo Ye just let out an ¡°en¡± and did not say anything.


    Mindful of Bo Ye¡¯s inexperience, as well as the fact that a wedding banquet did not need much professionalism, the moves that Qi Xingchen designed were very simple, only requiring four poles. It did not take long for Bo Ye to learn it.


    ""


    After a few practices in full lion clothing and pants, and with the lion¡¯s head and tail on, the two could generally follow each other¡¯s rhythm, and they gelled considerably well.


    Qi Xingchen pulled up the music that was chosen, then played it.


    Bo Ye had a strong grounding in dance and did not need Qi Xingchen to remind him of the beat; his finding of the pace and rhythm was even more accurate than him.


    Throughout the whole song, the two were well-coordinated, without any problems such as falling off the poles or stepping on feet.


    Qi Xingchen had learned lion dance as a child while training6, afterwards he had specialised in acrobatics and never touched a lion head again. It had been a long, long time since had he played this exhilaratingly, like tonight.


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 CH 26.2

    In the countryside, they generally picked the bride up early. As the Master of Ceremonies, Qi Xingchen not only had to host the wedding banquet, but he also had to start following around from the time the groom¡¯s side was preparing to set off.


    He arrived at the groom¡¯s residence at 3 a.m. Within the town, its area was not large, and it was fitted with average decor; he did not know where the groom¡¯s mother¡¯s inexplicable sense of superiority came from.


    After exchanging a few words with the groom who was putting on his make-up, he was slightly reassured. The groom was unlike his mother, seeming to be very gentle, like someone who would dote on his wife1 well.


    Seeing that Qi Xingchen¡¯s face was unfamiliar, the groom¡¯s relatives could not help but be confused: ¡°Young man, you are?¡±


    ¡°I am the Master of Ceremonies for today¡¯s wedding banquet.¡±


    ¡°Whoa,¡± the relative slapped his thigh, then joked, ¡°finding such a handsome young man to be the Master of Ceremonies; wouldn¡¯t my nephew¡¯s limelight be all stolen from him!¡±


    To avoid this problem, Qi Xingchen only wore a formal attire that Qi Yuji had stuffed to him, and went without styling his hair or doing make-up.


    Qi Xingchen thought in his heart: Later on, there will still be a much better looking handsome young man, the groom can only pray to be luckier.


    At 4, the groom was done with his make-up and went to the bride¡¯s home to pick up the bride. After much fussing, it was already a few minutes past 5.30 when they got to the hall. Qi Xingchen¡¯s eyes swept through the guests that were sitting below, and then nearly fainted.


    The entire ¡¶Budget Travel¡· programme team, including the guests, were all seated in the last row, neatly and orderly.


    There was still some time before the ceremony started, so he rushed off the stage: ¡°Yunfei-ge, what brings all of you here?¡±


    ¡°This is your hosting debut, we have to cheer you on yah,¡± Zhang Yunfei laughed, ¡°and since Director Zhao thought this would be good material, he decided to come along and attend it together.¡±


    Qi Xingchen had no choice: ¡°Then try your bests to keep a low profile and don¡¯t cause a commotion among the guests.¡±


    After urging Zhang Yunfei, he found the young husband and wife and spoke to them about the programme team coming over to film. Many people were unwilling to be exposed to the public eye, thus he had to respect the views of the ones not used to it2.


    The young couple was very open-minded. The groom said: ¡°With so many people bearing witness to our happiness, of course I¡¯m willing!¡±


    ¡°Me too,¡± said the bride, ¡°And I like Bo Ye very, very much, if he could attend my wedding¡­¡­ Oh my goodness, I simply don¡¯t even dare to imagine! This would be the most memorable moment of my life!¡±


    As she said this, the longing and anticipation on the bride¡¯s face were apparent, and Bo Ye, who had come to look for Qi Xingchen, just happened to catch it.


    He thought for a moment, then retreated backstage.


    While Qi Xingchen was looking for the young couple to discuss the matter, Director Zhao took care of the parents of both sides and the guests. At the auspicious time of 6:06am, the wedding officially began!


    When Qi Xingchen came out from backstage with a microphone, the guests below burst into a frenzy with a ¡°huah¡±.


    ¡°Oh my goodness, their Master of Ceremonies is so handsome!¡±


    ¡°Which village is that kid from, is he seeing anyone? My granddaughter is 22 this year and happens to be single. They can get to know each other.¡±


    ¡°Tsk tsk tsk, uncle, are you getting senile? Isn¡¯t this a celebrity who came to film that programme? They were even wandering around the village two days ago, have you forgotten?¡±


    ¡°Oh oh oh, then, celebrities also have to find a partner to start a family mah, once this is over I¡¯ll usher him to go have a look at my granddaughter!¡±


    Qi Xingchen tested the mike, immersed himself in the right emotions3, and said the first opening speech. Acrobatic performances required stage announcements; as he was good-looking, he was often sent to undertake that role outside of his usual duties, so he did not suffer from stage-fright at all.


    He then continued, sharing the experiences of the groom and bride meeting and falling in love, and the ambience was immediately transformed by his voice that possessed an infectious enthusiasm. Luo Qiuman and the others could not help but applaud along, exclaiming in admiration: ¡°I didn¡¯t believe Director Zhao when he said Xingxing was a little demon at first, but now I do. This child really is ingenious.¡±


    Afterwards, the newlyweds entered the scene, acknowledged their in-laws as parents4, and exchanged rings. When all of the processes on the stage were over, it was time for the newlyweds to make a toast and for the performances to start.


    Qi Xingchen went backstage to change into the lion clothing. Bo Ye was already dressed and waiting for him. The two people looked at each other with a smile and simultaneously fastened on the lion head and draped the lion tail over himself.


    The moment the huge red lion leapt onto the stage to the beat of the drums, the room fell silent for a moment.


    Lion dance was a very old art. In recent years, with the increase in musical instruments, dance, and other categories, there were fewer and fewer parents choosing to send their children to learn martial arts and lion dance. It was very rare to see lion dance performances live anymore.


    What made it more special was that after getting on the stage, Qi Xingchen very lithely raised his legs and jumped up high, swivelled the lion¡¯s eyes and moved its mouth twice.


    The image of a young lion cub, fresh out of the mountains and curious about everything, vividly appeared before their eyes. Charmingly naive5 and lifelike; it was not something a simple enthusiast could accomplish.


    Along with the gradual build up of the drum beat, the little lion frolicked atop the Plum Blossom Poles, from time to time leaping around and occasionally standing up to express its joy.


    Eventually, it spotted the red embroidered ball at the top of the lamp stand. After trying to approach and pick it several times ¡ª


    Qi Xingchen whispered inside the lion¡¯s head, ¡°It¡¯s the last time now.¡±


    ¡°En, be careful.¡±


    After Bo Ye said that, he lifted Qi Xingchen by the waist and raised him straight up to his shoulders!


    Sitting on Bo Ye¡¯s shoulder, Qi Xingchen plucked the embroidered ball off, held it solemnly in the lion¡¯s mouth, then tossed it to the most beautiful and blessed bride of the day!


    Thunderous firecracker sounds followed.


    ??The bride cried tears of joy as she caught the embroidered ball, while the guests cheered and applauded at the cuteness of the lion cub and the wonderful symbolism!


    Amidst the buzz, Qi Xingchen pulled Bo Ye and ran backstage, then extended his fist towards Bo Ye: ¡°Super perfect, it was pleasant working together!¡±6


    As he spoke, his eyebrows, eyes, and corners of his mouth were all curving upwards, making him seem more mature compared to his usual introvertedness. Bo Ye realised for the first time, it turns out that the little fan was also a lively, flourishing, daring, and energetic youth.


    Hence Bo Ye smiled and bumped fists with him, ¡°It was pleasant working together.¡±


    ??As the two fists made contact, Bo Ye¡¯s hand was cooler, while Qi Xingchen¡¯s hand was warmer.


    Qi Xingchen was secretly curious, Bo Ye¡¯s body temperature seemed to be naturally lower than others. But¡­¡­


    But when he was clutching onto his waist, why did he feel that it was that scaldingly hot?


    ¡°By the way, Teacher Xingxing.¡±


    At that moment, Bo Ye¡¯s voice pulled Qi Xingchen¡¯s thoughts back, and said as he changed his clothes: ¡°Accompany me to sing a song for the bride bah.¡±


    Qi Xingchen froze for a bit: ¡°What made you want to sing a song?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s a fan of mine.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Oh.¡±


    He does indeed dote on fans.


    A sour taste inexplicably flooded Qi Xingchen¡¯s mouth. He kept brushing at the ground with the tip of his foot, ¡°Sure ah, what do you want to sing?¡±


    Bo Ye had never sung any wedding ceremony tunes before. After thinking about it for quite a while, he finally thought of a duet song that often made its appearance at weddings, and was greatly popular.


    ¡°Marry Me Today.¡±7


    I have become scum tler im so sorry everyone. TT school has been hard and is currently going harder. istg everytime I submit something, a new assignment or project just pops up. Literally posting this as I procrastinate on a lab report that is due uh. In a day. *hides*


    Haven¡¯t touched the next chapter yet, wondering how am I going to translate the lyrics given that I have like 0 romantic genes *wheeze* sorry jolin tsai


    Side note: I haven¡¯t heard of any new news about the eng website for jj yet. Might wait a bit more to see if I¡¯m feeling okay enough to make this not pw protected. I¡¯ll see how.


    Also just a short rant: whenever I encounter a word/phrase that can have a direct translation but doesn¡¯t carry the full meaning/context/nuance just makes the perfectionist in me go jfdkhglkdfghkdgh the frustration but also footnote time


    cheerios! ~astrid83

 CH 27.2

    After attending a wedding full of tears and laughter, the guests couldn¡¯t help but sigh. After completing today¡¯s mission, they discussed it as they walked back.


    Both of the young women expressed that they wanted to get married. Luo Qiuman, as someone who had personally experienced it, could see that Zhang Yunfei was interested in Tao Tao, thus she both openly and secretly motioned to Tao Tao to give it a try.


    ¡°Can¡¯t do that oh,¡± Tao Tao acted coquettishly, ¡°In my heart, Yunfei-ge is just a really nice older brother. He will find a gentler girlfriend.¡±


    The fallen flower blossoms show interest, but the running waters are ruthless,1 Luo Qiuman did not mention this. After returning to Zeng¡¯s house, she sat under the grapevines to cool off in the shade and started scrolling through her phone.


    Following which, she seemed to have seen something and exclaimed in surprise: ¡°Xingxing, come over. I want to ask you a question.¡±


    ¡°Ask away.¡± Qi Xingchen jogged all the way over.


    ¡°What does CP mean?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s the abbreviation of Coupling, meaning a matched pair. It¡¯s often used in fandoms; if the fans really like any two people, they can pair them together as a CP on their own.¡±


    ¡°Oh¡­¡­¡± Luo Qiuman puzzled, ¡°Then can two guys be paired as a CP?¡±


    ¡°Of course they can,¡± Qi XIngchen mused to himself for a moment, deliberating over his wording, ¡°Right now, society is open-minded, and with the freedom to love, regardless if one is homosexual or heterosexual, you can date. If the fans feel that two guys have CP feeling, then just pair them bei.¡±


    Luo Qiuman fell silent for a long time.


    ¡°Then¡­¡­¡± She spoke, ¡°What does Last Night¡¯s Stars CP2 mean?¡±


    Last Night¡¯s Stars?


    He hadn¡¯t seemed to have heard of this CP name before?


    Qi Xingchen believed that his sense of logic was not bad, so he began his analysis at Luo Qiuman¡¯s starting point:


    First of all, it was currently during the recording period, Qiuman-jie must be concerned about the public opinion of ¡¶Budget Travel¡·.


    So this CP pair must have arisen from the six guests. Last Night¡¯s Stars(ZuoYeXingChen), there was ¡°Ye¡± and there was ¡°Xing Chen¡±¡­¡­


    All Qi Xingchen could hear was a buzzing in his head.


    ¡­¡­Isn¡¯t this fricking him and Bo Ye?!


    Thinking back to when he was scrolling through Weibo the day before yesterday, there were already evil cult3 remarks in the comments section. But at that time, the CP was named ¡°Ye Xing¡±, how did it suddenly become ¡°Last Night¡¯s Stars¡±?


    Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t know how to face Luo Qiuman¡¯s astonished expression, so he ran back to the room with his tail between his legs and opened the topic list.


    Sure enough, under the #Bo Ye# supertopic, which occupied the top spot on the topic list all year round, a short video of him and Bo Ye singing filled the entire screen. It was awash with all sorts of remarks.


    In particular, it was the clip of them looking at each other that was edited into a best highlights version by ¡°enthusiastic netizens¡±. Qi Xingchen opened it and watched it once through.


    ¡­¡­Enough said. If he hadn¡¯t known that they were immersed in the mood at the time which was why they had that glance, he would also have felt that this kind of interaction was not very right.


    The comment area below had already sunk into ruins£º


    ¡¾F*ck AHHHH who said I was part of an evil cult, kswlkswl4, have y¡¯all seen an evil cult that is this sweet? ¡¿


    ¡¾Me before opening: Heh, I won¡¯t get involved in CP even if I die; me after opening: How awesome5 (doge head)6¡¿


    ¡¾Mama AHH I¡¯m going to die from the sweetness, I¡¯m unilaterally announcing that this is Ye Xing¡¯s wedding! ¡¿


    ¡¾I agree with the level above, but the name ¡°Ye Xing¡± sounds too ordinary, how about we call them ¡°Last Night¡¯s Stars¡±, Last night¡¯s stars, last night¡¯s wind.¡¿7


    ¡¾F*ck, sister, you¡¯re talented! Alright, everyone come in and see the famous scene of Last Night¡¯s Stars! ¡¿


    Qi Xingchen looked till his scalp turned numb, only hoping that Bo Ye¡¯s solo fans would quickly come over to control the comments section.


    However, the increase in the number of CP fans this time was a bit dramatic. Not only did the solo fans not control it, but they also made Qi Xingchen¡¯s main page more and more lively, and his fans increased by a small amount.


    Before going on the programme, he already did not want to use his identity as a ¡°Bo Ye fan¡± to leech off him. Right now, he did not want all the more to freeload off the CP traffic.


    He pondered for a moment, then crafted a Weibo post£º


    ¡ª¡ªQi Xingchen: When I came here to record a programme, we happened to run into the wedding of a fan of Ye-ge. At the very last minute8, we chose a song to wish her well. Wishing the two newlyweds eternal happiness, and to grow old and grey together.


    After typing, he hesitated whether he wanted to @Bo Ye, then he thought better of it. If he @ed, it would seem too deliberate. Not saying anything would be easier to clear things up later9.


    ""


    After finishing this, he knew that a large wave of antis were already on their way to curse him out. Locking his phone, he squatted at a corner of the room by himself to close himself off from the rest of the world.


    Half an hour later, Luo Qiuman pushed his door open and entered the room: ¡°Whoa, Xingxing, why didn¡¯t you turn on the lights? Growing mushrooms?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯m reflecting about life.¡±


    ¡°What of life are you reflecting about, do you also wish to get married? Come quickly, the TV is showing your programme.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Ah?¡± Qi Xingchen finally came back to life, ¡°The TV is showing my programme? Isn¡¯t ¡¶Budget Travel¡· not supposed to be broadcast yet?¡±


    ¡¶Budget Travel¡· was exclusively produced and broadcasted by Maimang, and the copyright was not sold to any satellite TV station. Even if you wanted to, you could only watch it on MaimangTV and not on TV.10


    ¡°The programme you got onto is not any ordinary programme either, ¡± Luo Qiuman gave a mysterious smile, ¡°Come quickly, Xingxing, this time it¡¯s really amazing!¡±


    With Luo Qiuman calling him, Qi Xingchen was forced to abandon his corner11, dragging his feet as he walked out of the bedroom.


    In the living room, Old Zeng¡¯s family and the guests were sitting on the sofa staring at the TV, watching with keen interest.


    And the ¡°programme¡± that Luo Qiuman referred to was broadcasted on many stations. The announcers are serious and dignified¨C¨Cimpressively, it was the news broadcast at seven o¡¯clock every day!


    In the news footage, on a street in Denmark, he was lying flat on the ground, his umbrella flipping as it was tossed up and down with the movement of his toes.


    Because he was two minutes late, the broadcast segment was already nearing the end. Only a brief summary from the anchor was left:


    ¡°In the past few days, a video circulated extensively on foreign social media sites. In the video, a young man performed our country¡¯s traditional acrobatics such as umbrella tossing and plate juggling on the streets of Odense. He was unanimously praised by foreign friends and overseas Chinese, and played a role in cultural dissemination and cultural exchange. According to reports¡­¡­¡±


    Hello everyone, long time no see TT. currently preparing for my finals that is in ~10 days. My sch hols start around mid may, so hopefully I can be more active in tl-ing, especially since I have an internship for the summer (yay!) so I probably won¡¯t be scolded for being online so often. But still no guarantees haha  sorry for making you all wait this long.


    Updates on pw: I decided to remove it in the end since I haven¡¯t seen much updates about the website. Also if anyone starts to upload my tl when the english site gets up, and I get DMCA¡¯ed, I¡¯ll just stop translating this and move on to another one of the author¡¯s novels. (and the person will lose their source of $$ so lose-lose I guess) Or I¡¯ll just pick something not from the j/j site. I¡¯ll leave this unlocked until the day I finish this novel!


    Stuff on CP names: y¡¯all CPs are wild in the CN entertainment circle ><. At first people will stick with the usual vanilla mashup of the 2 ppl¡¯s names, but if it gets some traction, you¡¯ll start seeing all the references/idioms/poems show up. Also I¡¯m really sorry about the weird english ver. of QXC and BY¡¯s CP, ¡°Last Night¡¯s Stars¡±. I really wanted to tl it as ¡°Stars of yesterday/night¡± or something more romantic, but I also wanted to keep the order of their name characters in the CP name (bc the order of the characters actually indicates dynamics of the ship and ppl WILL FIGHT YOU on it, and this also explains why there are like >1 CP names for the exact same CP, each with their own supertopic and all). Also I wanted to keep ¡°night¡± and ¡°stars¡± so that ppl who do not read the footnotes will at least understand where the CP name comes from ><

 CH 28.1

    News! Broad! Cast!


    Without asking, Qi Xingchen already knew who the video came from ¡ª the Overseas Chinese girl, who had exchanged contact information with him in Odense last week, was a Facebook blogger with millions of followers.


    It was just that he never expected that the girl would have such a great influence, being able to spread the video to the point where even his own country knew about it!


    ¡°Xingxing is here! ¡±


    After hearing footsteps behind him, he saw Liu Ziyu reach out to scrub at his arm heavily.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°Why are you touching me? ¡±


    ¡°Rubbing off some good luck,¡± Liu Ziyu joked, ¡°You are now a big shot who has appeared on the news before!¡± ¡±


    Qi Xingchen was completely stupefied: ¡°I performed acrobatics in the streets because we were short of money, and thus wanted to busk. But the news broadcast has instead forcefully twisted it to become the spreading of culture. It really¡­¡­¡±


    It really makes one have to accept the praise with shame.


    ¡°There is nothing low-level about busking,¡± Bo Ye said. ¡°Making money from your own labour, and at the same time, giving others spiritual enjoyment; it is both noble and meaningful.¡±


    ¡°En¡­¡­¡±Qi Xingchen voiced his response but was still a little incredulous.


    At this moment, his phone vibrated all of a sudden. It was a call; under the ID, there was only a single character ¡°Jing¡±.


    Qi Xingchen searched his mind for a moment, but unfortunately could not think of anyone. He headed outside and pressed answer.


    A gentle male voice drifted into his ears: ¡°Xingxing, how are you doing?¡±


    translated by astrid83 @foxaholic


    ¡°¡­¡­Doing pretty well,¡± Qi Xingchen thought for a moment, and tentatively said, ¡°My phone broke some time ago, so now I can¡¯t see the caller ID. May I know who¡¯s calling?¡±


    There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, which then turned into a light laugh: ¡°You¡¯re still angry? What a child¡¯s temper. ¡±


    Qi Xingchen was taken aback.


    ¡°Alright, it was my fault. Wait a bit for me to return back to the country to coax you, okay? ¡±


    ¡°Angry¡±, ¡°coax you¡±, and ¡°return back¡±¡­¡­ Fragments of memories re-spliced and assembled in his mind. And Qi Xingchen finally remembered.


    This person was the childhood friend of the original owner, Liang Jing!


    In ¡¶Peach in the Night¡·, Liang Jing could be considered a cannon fodder with more prestige. He was two years older than the original owner. Even before graduating from Harvard Immunology, he was accepted under the wing of the leading Chinese immunology master as his last post-grad student.


    With a gentle personality and a superior IQ, he was a Jack Sue-type medical genius.


    At the same time, he was also one of the suitors of the female protagonist.


    During a medical consultation with the female protagonist¡¯s brother, he fell in love with the kind-hearted female protagonist at first sight. Later on, when the female protagonist¡¯s younger brother suffered acute kidney failure and was facing a desperate situation of needing to replace his kidney, he was the one who stepped forward and donated one of his kidneys to her younger brother, saving his life.


    ¡­¡­A plot that would purely appear in Mary Sue novels.


    It was a pity that no matter how noble and selfless he was, at the very end, he still was unable to escape from his cannon fodder ending.


    After guessing the identity of the other party, Qi Xingchen mumbled a vague response. Fortunately, Liang Jing had no desire to pursue this issue anymore, asking with a laugh in his voice: ¡°You went to Northern Europe a few days ago. Why didn¡¯t you stop by to play with me?¡±


    Half a year ago, Liang Jin was posted to the Sino-Swedish Joint Medical Laboratory to conduct research, and right before it, he had an argument with the original owner. Qi Xingchen could not recall the reason for it, only that it was very unpleasant.


    ¡°I went to Denmark to film a programme. There was a specific itinerary, so I couldn¡¯t get away,¡± Qi Xingchen somehow felt that the other¡¯s tone was strange, and thus wanted to hang up as soon as possible, ¡°You wanted to ask me about something?¡±


    ¡°Nothing much,¡± Liang Jing was still cheerful, ¡° I just wanted to ask when you learned acrobatics? I remember that acrobatics is a skill that has to be nurtured from a young age, but you were delicate and pampered as a child and never learnt that skill.¡±


    Ever since he had shown his acrobatics skills in front of the camera, Qi Xingchen already expected this question to pop up, thus he already thought of an excuse: ¡°Acrobatics was something I had learnt after joining the company. Since my singing and dancing skills are not on par with the others, I can only take a different route.¡±


    ¡°Then in just a year, you¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°I practised rather painstakingly,¡± Qi Xingchen interrupted, ¡°Why, you don¡¯t believe me?¡±


    The original owner and Liang Jing had known each other since they were in their mothers¡¯ wombs. After they were born, they often squatted in the same pit to fling mud, shared their Gundam and Ultraman figurines with each other, and even competed over who could pee further.


    translated by astrid83 @foxaholic


    After they started schooling, the original owner¡¯s personality became increasingly rebellious, frequently having disagreements with his family. Every time, he would always secretly escape to the Liang house and eat Liang Jing¡¯s meals, or sleep in Liang Jing¡¯s bed. The two could be said to have grown up and been scolded together.


    Later on, the Qi family built their own villa in the middle of a lake. But compared to family members, the closeness Liang Jing felt with the original owner was more than one can expect. With this one question from Qi Xingchen, it was equivalent to pushing the question completely to the other.


    Hence Liang Jing could only helplessly answer: ¡°I do, of course I do believe you. But¡­¡­¡±


    All the hairs on Qi Xingchen¡¯s skin stood up: ¡°But what?¡±


    ¡°Acrobatics training is arduous, if it is painful just go home and rest well for a while. It¡¯s not as if the Qi family can¡¯t afford to feed you. Besides, you still have me.¡±


    Hearing this, Qi Xingchen heaved a sigh of relief. He had thought that he acted off, and Liang Jing caught onto a flaw.


    ¡°En, I¡¯ll think about it,¡± Qi Xingchen replied, ¡°I¡¯m still recording over here, so I¡¯ll hang up now.¡±


    ¡°Alright, wait for me to return back.¡±


    Once he hung up Liang Jing¡¯s call, Qi Xingchen didn¡¯t even have enough time to ponder over it before Qi Yuji¡¯s call came seamlessly after.


    A news broadcast was unlike any other programme, any family with elderly people would love to watch it. Dad Qi saw it on television and then asked Qi Yuji to call to inquire about it.


    Qi Xingchen used the same excuse, causing Qi Yuji to transform once more into a crying monster: ¡°So my Xingxing actually suffered so much outside, I¡¯m going to make big brother bring you back right now, don¡¯t take on the difficult and tiring road of becoming an idol anymore!¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­No need, I don¡¯t find it difficult. Boys need to toughen up after all.¡±


    After the incident of Zhou Yu, the tone he used with Qi Yuji became soft and gentle: ¡°And people have to grow up on their own eventually and learn to face the vast world on their own, isn¡¯t that right?¡±


    ¡°Why are you speaking more and more like big brother? Full of chicken soup stench¡­¡­ By the way, Xingxing, I realised you seem to have matured a lot recently. You¡¯re even more stable in your work now too.¡±


    ¡°Maybe it was the experience of being hospitalised that made me grow up.¡±


    Qi Xingchen¡¯s voice lowered, not wishing to lie to Qi Yuji. But there were some lies that he had to tell; one wrong step, and the ending would be full of deaths and scattered souls.


    Qi Yuji finally laughed amidst her tears, and took a deep breath: ¡°Growing up is a good thing. However, Xingxing, you don¡¯t really have to rush. With us around, you can be a wayward child forever.¡±

 CH 28.2

    Qi Xingchen sniffled as Qi Yuji continued: ¡°Also, Xingxing, I delivered the gifts for Dad and older brother already, tsk tsk tsk.¡±


    ¡°Do they like the gifts?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not telling you. Go look at their Moments1 yourself.¡±


    Dad Qi, Qi Xiaoming, and older brother, Qi Yunxiao, had been running the Qi¡¯s together. Their workload was relatively busy, and they would not post more than two Moments in a year.


    Hanging up Qi Yuji¡¯s call, he curiously searched for Qi Xiaoming¡¯s WeChat and realised that the display name the original owner gave him, was the emoji of a monkey covering its ears.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    How much did he hate his dad¡¯s nagging ah!


    Tapping on Qi Xiaoming¡¯s Moments, on the entire empty white screen, there was only a solitary, faceless front photo.


    The camera was focused on his chest that laid the tie he was wearing, and the accompanying text: ¡¾Wore the tie my son gifted me to attend the World Economic Forum, all of my partners complimented me on how much more refreshing I looked [big smile][big smile]¡¿


    It was just a tie and not some rejuvenation technique, Qi Xingchen could not help but laugh.


    Then he opened Qi Yunxiao¡¯s Moments. His display name was different from Qi Xiaoming¡¯s but carried the same meaning.


    It was a monkey covering its mouth.


    Yunxiao: ¡¾The weather is not bad [image]¡¿


    The accompanying photo was naturally the tie clip Qi Xingchen gave him. Qi Xingchen rubbed the tip of his nose.


    He changed both of their display names into ¡°Dad¡± and ¡°Ge¡± respectively.


    .


    In the blink of an eye, it was already the last mission of their second stop. The guests thought that it would be hard, but Director Zhao turned out to say: ¡°Today¡¯s mission is very simple, some people among you all have already experienced it. And that is¡ª¡ªgoing to Little Tie¡¯s junior high school to experience volunteer teaching.¡±


    Very obviously, the ¡°some people¡± referred to Qi Xingchen, who was especially happy once he knew of the mission.


    Fragrant and delicious flatbreads, sweet and tart tomatoes, the eagerness to learn in the gazes of the children¡­¡­ All of that had already caused Qi Xingchen to be deeply fond of them.


    The other guests had also eaten the food that the children brought, and everyone thought that this mission was very meaningful. One after another, they carried their backpacks and headed toward the mission location.


    After trekking on the winding, narrow, and rugged roads, then climbing over the mountain rocks that required wire ropes to scale, almost two hours had passed.


    It took great effort to get to Niuben School. As the head teacher brought the guests on a tour, he2 talked about the funny things that had happened during his 10 years of volunteer teaching3:


    ¡°I¡¯ve been volunteering to teach here for 10 years. Back then, the conditions were much worse than it is now. The tables the students used were their family¡¯s dining tables, none of them were of the same height. The classroom floor was full of potholes too. The first time I held class here, I had already accidentally tripped over and fell.¡±


    Although the head teacher was laughing as he said this, the guests could well imagine the difficulty and hardships involved as a freshly graduated university student who had determinedly come to the countryside from the city that was in excellent condition. All volunteer teachers were silent heroes indeed.


    Niuben School had a total of two classrooms, a sports field, and a teachers¡¯ dorm that was also their office. In less than 10 minutes, the tour was over. The head teacher said, embarrassed: ¡°There doesn¡¯t seem to be anything else to see. We¡¯re just in time for one class of students to be doing self-study now, I¡¯ll take you to the classroom to visit them.¡±


    As he said this, he pushed the classroom door open. Qi Xingchen, who was standing behind the cameraman, immediately appeared in the children¡¯s field of view.


    The children: ¡°!!!¡±


    ¡°Teacher Xingxing!¡±


    Because their teacher was not strict, in addition to the fact that they really liked this very awesome and handsome big brother, they could not care more about their self-study, rushing out of their seats with a loud ¡°huah¡±.


    ¡°Teacher Xingxing, why are you here?¡±


    ¡°Is it because you missed us?¡±


    ¡°You asked me to use the method for question 3 to do ten other similar problems, I¡¯ve already done them all!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t listen to him, I¡¯m much better, I did 20 of them!¡±


    Seeing the children surrounding Qi Xingchen completely, the head teacher was relatively surprised: ¡°Have you met before?¡±


    ¡°Alright, alright, you guys are going to squeeze me out of the classroom already,¡± Qi Xingchen placated the children, then explained, ¡°I helped them with a few questions previously.¡±


    Under the circumstances of not needing to compete for anything, the mission became very simple. The guests allocated who was to teach which subject, and very soon, an entire day¡¯s classes were done.


    In the afternoon, it was time for the programme team to return back. As the children still had more classes, they could not leave and could only lean against the windowsill while watching Qi Xingchen helplessly.


    Qi Xingchen did not dare to linger any longer, fearing that the children would start crying. He smiled as he waved at them, mouthing the words ¡°quickly go back to class¡± at them.


    The children instead disobeyed him for the first time, continuing to watch him.


    Once they had left the children¡¯s field of view, seeing that Qi Xingchen kept his head lowered, Bo Ye fell back to walk alongside him: ¡°Feeling down?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­No.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright, Qianzhou is not that far away. You can visit them often in the future.¡±


    ¡°I said I¡¯m not feeling down.¡± Teacher Xingxing stubbornly refused to admit.


    Bo Ye couldn¡¯t help but sigh. The little fan¡¯s bad habit of hiding everything in his heart was really a nuisance.


    After returning to Zeng¡¯s house, Qi Xingchen half-heartedly shoved a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth to fill his stomach, then rushed headfirst into his room. 3 hours later he took a stack of books and hurriedly ran out of the house.


    Director Zhao was filming the scene of the other guests discussing what gifts to buy for the lucky draw. Out the corner of his eye, he spotted that swift black shadow and hurridly stopped him: ¡°Xingxing, were are you going?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m going out to give Little Tie something.¡±


    ¡°Hua-zi, go and follow Xingxing.¡± Director Zhao stretched out his head to call for the cameraman, afraid of missing out any footage.


    However, even before Hua-zi could stand up, ¡°Bark bark bark!¡±, the large yellow dog suddenly jumped up and let out a series of barks¡ª¡ª


    It was unknown when a few dozen people had appeared outside in the courtyard.


    Some of them were hugging bags of biscuits, some were holding a bottle of milk in each hand, some were carrying a woven nylon bag full of tomatoes¡­¡­ Their eyes were glistening, while the rims of their eyes were tinged with red.


    Qi Xingchen was immediately frozen in place: ¡°Teacher, you guys- why are you guys here?¡±


    ¡°Because they can¡¯t bear to part with¡­¡­¡± The head teacher rubbed the heads of the the children, ¡°can¡¯t bear to part with their Teacher Xingxing.¡±


    Qi Xingchen turned around to wipe at his eyes.


    ¡°What¡¯s there to be this reluctant?¡± He turned back with a smile: ¡°You¡¯re not the only ones with a gift, I have a gift too.¡±


    Pausing, he waved the exercise book in his hand: ¡°This contains all the questions you all have asked me recently, I have consolidated them according to the type of question. My request is for you all to look through all of it within 10 days, I will asked Little Tie to do a random spot check.¡±


    ¡°We know, Teacher Xingxing!¡± The children shouted with tears in their eyes, ¡°You must do a spot check, and you musn¡¯t forget about us!¡±


    Facing this sort of scene, there was no one in the courtyard who was not moved. Bo Ye headed over and patted Qi Xingchen¡¯s shoulder, asking in a whisper: ¡°Teacher Xingxing, why not we gift the kids with a song?¡±


    Qi Xingchen knew that Bo Ye didn¡¯t want the children to all start crying as it would make them more reluctant to part and feel more miserable, ¡°Alright, what do we sing?¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s sing an old song then.¡±


    Bo Ye cleared his throat: ¡°Don¡¯t worry how it will end later/At least we were once gathered¡­¡­¡±


    All of the people in the courtyard, the oldest being the 50 plus Zeng Er, the youngest being the slightly older than 10 children, chorusing in unison:


    ¡°As long as we once had each other, for you and me it is enough;


    There are a lot of memories in a person¡¯s lifetime, I only wish that there will be a me in your recollection¡­¡­¡±


    the song they sing at the end is called Ping Ju, directly translated as Gathering of Duckweeds or Duckweeds Gathering. It¡¯s a very old song that no one knows the origins of, but there are a few versions of it online (as in sung by different people


    I¡¯m back! hopefully¡­ things recently went wrong again (I¡¯m super done too) so I have no idea what my next few months are going to be like. thought I could get out, but apparently not.

 CH 29.1

    As the proverbs say, there is no impermeable wall in this world 1. The second day after the news broadcast occurred, someone had already dug out the identity of the ¡°mysterious man¡± who was spreading traditional culture.


    At that time, the programme team of ¡¶Budget Travel¡·had reached Odense late at night, adding to the fact that Qi Xingchen was low in popularity, this clip never spread in their home country.


    This time, it just so happened that a ¡®Starlight¡¯ had seen it and hurriedly went to Facebook to repost the video, attaching the clip from the news broadcast as well. The Starlight then posted the videos on their main page, letting all of their mutual Starlights watch them with awe.


    ¡ª¡ªWhat? This is my idol?


    ¡ª¡ªTo be honest, my idol¡¯s operational skills are not that outstanding, it¡¯s just that his face was good looking and found that he had quite the variety show skills. Other than that, he doesn¡¯t have any other good points, so I was always just licking his face.2


    ¡ª¡ªBut in the end, today, I discovered that he can f*cking do acrobatics, and its not the kind where you just play around for fun, he even played around until it reached trending on Facebook and got onto the news!


    ¡ª¡ªWho here can tell me, what on earth is going on?


    The Starlights had 3 minutes of silence in tandem, then all had the same reaction as if their hearts were connected:


    Who cares what on earth is going on!


    Has your idol got onto the news before? No, right?


    My idol got! Onto! It! Before!


    Then let¡¯s just repost it, everyone go repost it for me!


    The Starlights who had just discovered an unknown side of their idol all collectively reduced themselves into workers who took turns reposting 3. They set the task: everyone had to repost at least ten times, it was imperative that this clip had to spread to all corners of Weibo.


    Unfortunately, although Starlights were all abuzz and in a frenzy, they were hindered by their small numbers. This wave of reposting only brought Qi Xingchen 18 thousand new fans. Even though this was a lot when compared to the original owner¡¯s 30 thousand fans before, but when compared to the current Qi Xingchen with a million fans, the increase in numbers was next to nothing and did not have any effect.


    It was also from this incident that Starlights realised that there was no use each going their own way, they had to unite as one.


    Hence, under the calling of a few live fan accounts, Qi Xingchen¡¯s first supporters¡¯ club, ¡®Milky Way¡¯4 was formed. They started recruiting members for the frontline team, numbers team, fighting antis team5, and other teams, and the fans applied enthusiastically for the positions.


    With the growth of ¡®Milky Way¡¯, the second stop in Qianzhou officially ended. The first episode of¡¶Budget Travel¡·Season 4 was also finally going to be magnificently broadcasted at primetime at 8pm on Saturday.


    The ¡®Night Skies¡¯ and fans of other traffic-bringing small celebrities all raised their heads and showed off their abilities. At 8:03, only 3 minutes after the broadcast started, the number of clicks on the programme surpassed the same episode of previous seasons, easily seizing the position of having the most number of clicks on MaimangTV.


    After the first episode was aired, it even easily took the laureate for the most number of clicks amongst the newly launched variety shows across all platforms!


    At the same time, publicity was not lagging behind either. With MaimangTV¡¯s water army6 pushing and encouraging the waves, the programme got onto the Variety Show topic rankings as first place and onto Weibo¡¯s hot topic ranking list.


    All of the guests became beneficiaries of this.


    At this time, they were in the middle of rushing towards the next travel destination and were enjoying leisure time while waiting for their flight. Luo Qiuman took out her phone to fiddle with it: ¡°Which of you youngsters can tell me how to get to a topic¡¯s discussion site?¡±


    ¡°Pfft,¡± Liu Ziyu joked, ¡°You have to take the public bus there.¡±7


    ¡°Alright, alright, stop teasing Qiuman-jie already,¡± Tao Tao took Luo Qiuman¡¯s phone and sat down beside her, ¡°Tap on this, this, then tap on this, then you have entered it!¡±


    Luo Qiuman followed her instructions and entered it to have a look, then exclaimed: ¡°Hoh, our A-Ye¡¯s popularity is really great, his clips are the first thing to appear when I opened this. Below¡­¡­Hahahahah¡­¡­¡±


    Luo Qiuman raised her phone and scrolled through for a bit, and suddenly laughed out aloud: ¡°This clip of Xingxing below is way too funny!¡±


    Qi Xingchen pondered, he was a proper and skillful idol, how did he turn into a comedian idol? And thus he also opened the topic¡¯s discussion site.


    The first to show by popularity was Bo Ye¡¯s clip, followed by his clip. He tapped on it to play the video.


    The rainbow farting at the airport, the bicycle race, being awarded with ¡°Most Good-looking Customer in the Restaurant¡±, exchanging Bo Ye for carrots, busking on the streets¡­¡­ It was all funny clips.


    Qi Xingchen: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Despair.jpg.


    He stiffened his facial expression and continued scrolling down. In the discussion site, there were people praising Tao Tao¡¯s beauty, some cursing at Liu Ziyu to scram from ¡¶Budget Travel¡·, some people thanking Zhang Yunfei for taking care of their idols, and some passionately swearing at the programme team and saying that they treated the artistes harshly.


    In short, every good and bad you can think of was all present.


    Suddenly, his attention was attracted by a gif.


    That was the clip on the last day of their travel in Denmark, where in order to comfort him who had to take economy class alone, Bo Ye had gone to buy ice cream from the cold drinks lounge.


    At that time, he had asked Bo Ye what he used to buy the ice cream, because afterall the price of that sort of item was not cheap and there were only a few dollars left from their travel funds.


    Now he knew that it was exchanged for a ring. He glanced at Bo Ye¡¯s index finger, then silently crept over to Bo Ye¡¯s side.


    ¡°You know¡­¡­¡± Qi Xingchen made up some nonsense, ¡°I have an older sister, she really really likes you a lot.¡±


    ¡°Mn,¡± Bo Ye removed his earphones and turned his head over, ¡°do you want a ¡®To:¡¯ autograph?¡±


    ¡°Nope, she wanted me to shake hands with you for her.¡±


    This request was really strange.


    But since the little fan had mentioned it, shaking hands was nothing much, and Bo Ye stretched his hand out.


    ¡°This can¡¯t do, my older sister said¡­¡­¡±


    Qi Xingchen bit his bottom lip and silently chanted in his heart ¡®sorry jiejie sorry jiejie¡¯ as he said out loud: ¡°My older sister said it had to be the interlaced fingers kind of handshake.¡±


    Interlaced fingers¡­¡­ Bo Ye raised an eyebrow.


    Then he slowly spread his fingers and took the initiative to lace them with Qi Xingchen¡¯s fingers.


    Somewhere in Qi Xingchen¡¯s chest gave a little tremble, and he silently remembered the circumference of his finger.


    .


    had to reread my past translations to get a gist of how I tl-ed some terms dfjkhlkfdh¡­ also I was tl-ing a few chapters of a diff novel that were super short and when I returned to this I was like..why are the chapters so long ;-;


    life update: stuff got screwed up, need to search for a different internship bc the original one I had and was supposed to start on monday fell through. so I¡¯ll just be tl-ing as I procrastinate on rewriting my CV for a diff company sighsighsigh. the internship is for a compulsory module, so I¡¯ll complete my module late too. at least the bulk of the problem was resolved already.


    next part will be up when I¡¯m done with the next chapt, maybe in a few days. lowkey looking forward to it bc QXC¡¯s younger cousin shows up, and he has an arc that I like.