Qi Xingchen stared at the chat interface for a moment before reluctantly grabbing his coat and opening the door.
Bai Ye was standing outside his door with a bag in his hand.
The Danish wind in the spring night was a bit strong. Qi Xingchen could feel a slight chill on his body.
Qi Xingchen put his left hand behind his back and blocked the door with his body. He asked lazily, "What's the matter?"
Bai Ye said, "Is it convenient for me to come in?"
This person was asking a question, but his tone was affirmative. Would it be useful if he said it was inconvenient?
"… Come in." Qi Xingchen stepped back and only hoped that the other party could finish asking and end it as soon as possible.
Bai Ye entered the room and locked the door.
Qi Xingchen was confused. 'If you want to ask, just ask. Why lock the door?'
Then a shadow covered him. Bai Ye walked in front of him and whispered, "Give me your hand."
Qi Xingchen had an ominous feeling, "My hand?
"Left hand." Bai Ye paused, "The one that's injured."
"…" Qi Xingchen did not speak.
Before the thief escaped, he pushed him with the hand holding the knife.
He stretched out his arm to block, but was accidentally cut by the tip of the knife.
But he did not want to show his wound to others. He did not have this habit since he was young.
Acrobatics was a very difficult art. It was easy to get started, but difficult to master.
In the process of practice, it was common to fall or be injured by props.
On the first day of entering the acrobatic troupe, the troupe leader told him, "If you want to be above others, you have to suffer.
Everyone here can cry, but don't cry to me. I can't hear you. "
So since then, unless he had a fever and lost consciousness, he did not disturb others.
Since the other party had found out, he did not intend to continue hiding.
Qi Xingchen licked his lips and said perfunctorily, "It's okay."
Bai Ye's tone was irresistible, "Give me your hand."
"… Why are you so stubborn?" Bai Ye sighed and softened his voice. "Reach out, Sex Xing."
This was the first time Bai Ye had called him by his nickname. His voice was low and magnetic. When he said it in a gentle tone, it was like a feather falling on his heart, tickling his heart.
Qi Xingchen stretched out his forearm.
Bai Ye grabbed his wrist and pushed up the sleeve of his jacket.
On the little fan's white and slender wrist, there was a red scratch that snaked up.
The wound was not deep, but it was very long.
The owner of the wound must have washed it with water. There was no scab and no bleeding.
"Sit." Bai Ye pointed to the side of the bed.
Qi Xingchen sat down again and watched as Bai Ye took out the disinfectant and gauze.
He vaguely remembered that the production team did not prepare any medicine. He rummaged in the bag curiously. "Where did you get these?"
Bai Ye said, "I asked for them from the neighbor."
"Which one … Is this a shopping receipt?"
"…" Bai Ye did not say anything.
Just say that you bought them. Why are you lying?
Qi Xingchen now knew the source of Bai Ye's cold aura. He stuffed the receipt back and did not dare to look up. His eyes darted around and finally fell on the hand that Bai Ye was bandaging for him.
After staring for a long time, he found something very strange — Bai Ye did not know how to bandage!
That's right, the top influencer, the owner of 80 million fans on Weibo, Bai Ye, did not know how to bandage!
There were three layers of gauze on the inside and three layers on the outside, wrapping his arm like a mummy!
Qi Xingchen pursed his lips and tried to suppress the urge to laugh out loud.
Bai Ye seemed to have sensed something. He maintained his posture of bandaging with his head lowered. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently.
Bai Ye had underwear. His eyelids were very thin and the ends of his eyes were slightly upturned.
When he looked at people from this angle, the shape of his eyes was very beautiful, with a subtle sense of "rebuke".
Qi Xingchen lowered his head and rubbed his ears.
Bai Mummy Production Worker finally stopped his warning gaze and tied a dead knot on the gauze, successfully completing the day's work.
He concluded, "It's too late now. There are probably no doctors in the hospital. Get up early tomorrow to get an anti-inflammatory injection."
"… No need. It's just a simple scratch."
Qi Xingchen quickly changed his tone. "Okay."
Bai Ye looked at the time on his watch. It was one o 'clock in the morning. It was time to leave.
He paused before he left. "Why are your ears so red? Are you having a fever?"
I … I'm like a monkey. My ears are naturally red! "
That night, Qi Xingchen slept very gloomily. He did not know why his IQ suddenly went offline. Why did he choose to be a monkey instead of a human?
When he woke up in the morning, Zhang Yunfei, who had guarded Liu Ziyu the whole night, had dark circles under his eyes. He was standing in the living room with the director, talking to two men dressed as police officers.
"Xing Xing, you're just in time," Zhang Yunfei said in English. "Officer, this is the person who confronted the burglar last night."
The officer was surprised. "It's such a young man. He's handsome and brave. What a good boy."
Qi Xingchen smiled and thanked the officer. He cooperated with the officer and recounted the events of last night.
After the officer left, Director Zhao and the guests apologized profusely during breakfast.
Director Zhao comforted Liu Ziyu and Qi Xingchen for a long time, especially for the frightened Liu Ziyu and the injured Qi Xingchen.
The improper security measures of the program team led to a burglar with a knife. If this was broadcast, it would drown in the spittle of the fans.
So in addition to the apology, Director Zhao hinted that he hoped everyone could hide this matter together.
Qi Xingchen and Liu Ziyu expressed their understanding. If they had to pursue responsibility, offending Maimang TV would not be worth the loss.
Everything in the Olympic Village was finished, which symbolized the end of the trip for the three villages. It was time to move on to the next destination.
Everyone pulled the boxes downstairs. Qi Xingchen had fewer things. After he carried the box downstairs, he helped Luo Qiuman carry it downstairs.
Luo Qiuman counted the heads on the first floor. "Tao Tao is still missing. Tao Tao hasn't finished packing?"
"I don't know," Liu Ziyu replied. "She said she couldn't find something."
Luo Qiuman heard this and wanted to go up to help Tao Tao.
Halfway through the words, Tao Tao came out with a pale face and interrupted Luo Qiuman.
"I'm sorry everyone, I'm really sorry …"
Luo Qiuman: "What happened?"
"Our money …" Two lines of tears fell from the eyes, Tao Tao's voice trembled. "Our travel fund is lost!"
When the burglar escaped last night, he took something from the bedside table.
The light was not turned on at the time, and Qi Xingchen was pushed away by the burglar, so he did not see what the burglar took.
Now he knew that he took Tao Tao's wallet to keep the travel fund.
There were three days left in the trip, but the money was gone, which was a great blow to the guests.
The first floor of the villa suddenly fell into silence, only the sound of Tao Tao sobbing could be heard.
Qi Xingchen remembered that the original story did have a plot where the burglar stole the money and the male protagonist comforted the female protagonist.
But it was not the female protagonist's fault that the money was stolen. He went upstairs to support Tao Tao. "Don't cry, it's not your fault."
"I didn't do my duty, I shouldn't have left the travel fund outside, I should have kept it with me!"
"You didn't know that a burglar would come in, right?"
Qi Xingchen said softly, "If the money is gone, we can find another way, but if you get sick, we have to stay in the hospital for three days, and the mission will fail."
Hearing the words "mission failure", Tao Tao gradually stopped crying.
Luo Qiuman came up to comfort her for a while, saying that no one blamed her, and Tao Tao finally became happy.
Without the travel fund, the program still had to be recorded, and the program crew was even happier.
They filmed a film about losing the money, and changed the "burglary" to "theft on the road", and then left the comfortable Odense Village in high spirits.
At the entrance of the village, Qi Xingchen took out a few notes from his pocket. "I still have more than 200 yuan left from buying groceries last night, it should be enough for us to go to Odense."
Odense was Andersen's former residence, and it was also one of the more popular tourist destinations in Denmark.
Luo Qiuman was surprised. "Xing Xing, didn't you take the money out last night? Why did you take it back?"
"Because of Bai Ye … Brother."
When he said "Bai Ye", the words "Xing Xing" suddenly came to his mind. Qi Xingchen's ears turned hot, and he changed the way he addressed him.
"Brother Bai Ye used his beauty to help us get a basket of vegetables."
"… I see. Then let's use this money to go to Odense first," Zhang Yunfei said. "When we get there, we'll think about it at length."
Tao Tao nodded, took out her phone, and was about to call a taxi.
At this time, Bai Ye stopped her. "Wait."
Bai Ye turned to Qi Xingchen. "Your hand hasn't been injected with an anti-inflammatory injection."
Qi Xingchen hadn't revealed his injury until Bai Ye told everyone in the morning. They all thought that the knife used by the burglar might not be clean and needed an anti-inflammatory injection.
Later, when the money was lost, everyone was busy comforting Tao Tao, and this matter was forgotten.
Now that Bai Ye mentioned it, Zhang Yunfei slapped his forehead. "Right, how could I forget about this? Let's take Xing Xing to get an injection first."
"An injection …" Tao Tao was slightly hesitant.
Zhang Yunfei didn't hear clearly. "Tao Tao, what did you say?"
Tao Tao bit her lower lip and didn't answer.
Qi Xingchen sighed. He knew what Tao Tao meant. There were only 200 kronor left. If they used it to get an injection, wouldn't they be starving?
He took the initiative to say, "It's okay. The wound has already scabbed. There's no need for an injection."
"No." Bai Ye shook his head.
"An injection takes too much time. I'm afraid we won't be able to reach Odense today."
Bai Ye glanced at him. The little fan didn't mention the money on purpose. He was afraid that it would affect the trip, and he wanted to protect his teammate in front of the camera.
However, it was not good to use the last of the stock now. Otherwise, it would cause disagreements during the broadcast.
He called Director Zhao aside and said a few words.
Not long after, the two came back together. Director Zhao said sincerely to Qi Xingchen, "Xing Xing, your injury is our fault. I'll take you to the hospital for an injection now. All the travel and medical expenses will be covered by the program."
Qi Xingchen nodded. Only now did he understand that Bai Ye had gone to negotiate with Director Zhao.
The medical conditions in Northern Europe were not as good as in China. An injection and an appointment with a doctor could take up the whole morning. Director Zhao would definitely not be willing to do that.
However, since Bai Ye had personally asked, they didn't dare to disagree.
After buying medicine last night, he owed his fake idol another favor.
Qi Xingchen wasn't the kind of person to express gratitude. He nodded in thanks.
Bai Ye's expression was still indifferent. He crossed his arms and raised his chin. "Get in the car, little monkey."