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Chapter 17
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House prices in Odense are cheaper than Copenhagen. With this money, the guests finally got rid of the tragic situation of sleeping on the street and booked two suites, one for men, one for women.
After spending so many days together, everyone is already familiar. After entering, Qi Xingchen went straight to the bathroom, blocking the door in a "big" shape: "I'll take a shower first!"
"Go, go," Zhang Yunfei didn't care. "You hurry up and wash. I will be stinky in the car for a day."
"Good!" Qi Xingchen ran in quickly.
Fortunately, there was a mirror inside. He took off his shirt and turned around.
In the mirror, there are more than a dozen purple bruises on his back, all of which were smashed out by stones while lying on the ground just now.
In order to maintain balance, he must concentrate when he tops the umbrella, so he doesn't feel pain until he counts the money. Lying for too long, the dents pressed by the stones are deep and not painful, but can imagine that sleeping will never be uncomfortable.
He rushed to the shower, finished the battle bath three times, put on his pants, and rolled his arms around his back, trying to rub the bruise away.
"Tuk tuk", the bathroom door rang suddenly.
"Brother Yunfei? I have to wait a little longer."
"No," a low-magnetic male voice sounded: "It's me, Bai Ye."
The hero? What is he doing? The hotel toilet is separated from wet and dry. If you want to use the toilet, you can just wash your face outside.
"...Please wait a minute, I haven't used it up yet."
According to the voice, Bai Ye guessed that his clothes should be able to be worn after washing.
So I didn't plan to be wordy, and said directly: "I'm here."
After speaking, the door handle made a metallic sound of being twisted. Qi Xingchen's nerves were also twisted, so he quickly picked up his jacket and blocked it to his chest!
Bai Ye who came in: "..."
In the bathroom, the boy's skin was white and almost transparent, lined by the cold white light. The thin jaw line is beautifully curved, and the clavicle line is unobstructed under the watery slender neck.
The exposed large arms and forearms are extremely thin, but not as thin as a firewood stick, and the muscles are smooth. At first glance, they pay attention to exercise.
Seeing him coming in at this time, the boy's cheeks were visible with naked eyes, and there was a tendency to gradually spread to the neck.
"...What do you want to do, do it quickly," Qi Xingchen took a step back, "I haven't wiped my hair yet!"
Bai Ye raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid to watch."
When Bai Ye was pulling clothes for him, he once said, "It's okay, boys are not afraid to watch." He didn't expect this person to hold grudges, and Qi Xingchen gritted his teeth bitterly.
Seeing him collapsed, Bai Ye's lips smiled deeper, and finally let him go, and asked: "Is the back injury serious?"
"......how do you know?"
"It's not important," Bai Ye loosened the arm he had been holding and shook the small bottle in his hand. "The important thing is that you can't apply the medicine yourself."
Qi Xingchen glanced at it. He had seen the small bottle, which was the medicinal oil that Bai Ye bought together last night. Last night, Bai Ye didn't know whether he had a cut or a sprain. He bought two bottles of various types of medicine.
"Turn around," Bai Ye said, "I will paint for you."
Qi Xingchen's ears are almost burning, "Thank you, no, I will do it myself."
"Don't you want to delay Brother Yunfei from taking a bath?"
Qi Xingchen: "...Hmm."
"Then listen to me." Bai Ye said.
No way, it's really not the case that the two are frozen. And Bai Ye was right, the bruises were all on his back, he couldn't rub it himself.
So Qi Xingchen pressed his clothes with one hand and the edge of the sink with the other, and turned around very humiliatingly.
Bai Ye achieved a staged victory, poured medicated oil on the palm of his hand, rubbed it twice, and slapped Qi Xingchen's shoulder with a slap.
Qi Xingchen: "..."
Has this young master wiped medicine for others?
Bai Ye's mother is in business, his father is in politics, and has always been served by an aunt when he urinates.
He made his debut at the age of 17, and won the Best Newcomer Award of the year with just one debut song, and he became a hot new star. Which agent, assistant, and bodyguard don’t offer him as a Buddha?
Don't talk about applying medicine to others, he was injured by others, and he has no experience in this area.
However, he can feel that he is not doing the right way, so he puts light on and rubs slowly. The boy's raised back spine is like a curve jumping out of musical notes, full of rhythmic beauty.
Bai Ye was lighter, and finally finished kneading after more than ten minutes.
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have to say that the medicated oil is very useful. When it comes to bed time, the back pain is gone.
Qi Xingchen was lying on the bed, turning around and couldn't fall asleep. He felt like a stone was pressed in his heart, always feeling that he should talk to Bai Ye.
But he didn't know how to open his mouth. Thankful words were said before, and it seemed meaningless to say it again.
He took out the phone from under his pillow and thought about Bai Ye's head for a long time. typed a line and deleted it, and typed another line and deleted it.
Bai Ye and his agent WeChat have finalized the next itinerary, and want to remind the little fans to sleep, try not to press their backs, open the chat box, and see [the other party is typing...]
Three minutes later, [the other party is typing...]
Eight minutes passed: [The other party is typing...]
"..." Bai Ye was speechless, wouldn't this person write him a letter of praise?
Well, Bai Ye simply typed a word neatly: 【Say. 】
Stars: [...oh]
Star: [I just want to, that, thank you]
Bo: [You're welcome. 】
Star: [Ok, then I won’t disturb you to rest, good night]
Bai Ye looked at the words "good night", feeling a lot relaxed, and just prepared to lock the screen to sleep.
Star: [Wait! 】
Bo: [? 】
Xingxing: [I can ask, why are you so good to me? 】
why?
In front of Bai Ye's eyes flashed the boy biting his lower lip and insisting on refusing to extend his arms, his eyes flashing when he performed acrobatics, and the waistline that was unintentionally exposed when he bent over.
Hey, it's so white.
【No reason,】
Bai Ye replied: [I love my fans. 】
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With the money Qi Xingchen earned, the remaining three days are not good for everyone, but they are not tight. Walk around every day, harmonious and happy.
On the last day of the trip, when it was time to buy gifts for fans, Zhang Yunfei said: "Stars, you can choose first."
The amount of forwarding of the gift draw can directly determine whether there is a personal reward for the next trip. The money for the gifts was all earned by Qi Xingchen. Zhang Yunfei asked him to pick it up first, and everyone agreed.
Qi Xingchen shook his head, "I won't buy it anymore. I plan to give the umbrellas and plates for my performances to fans...Don't laugh at Qiuman, that's the guy I make a living!"
"Okay, I won't laugh anymore." Luo Qiuman couldn't laugh after hearing Qi Xingchen want to give discounted umbrellas and torn-edged plates to fans. I guess few fans would want this.
In fact, Qi Xingchen also knew that this gift was shabby, but he had his own considerations.
If he takes the money and picks out the gift first, and doesn't respect the seniors, if the amount of forwarding of his gift reaches the top three, he will be too public.
He really wants to get hot in a short period of time. In the first period, he has already made enough of the limelight and has to give others some sweetness. In case it incurs the hatred of other guests, find the navy to hack him in the dark, because he is weak and can't find a place to wash him.
So let it go when it's time to let it go, and take it when it's time to take it, this is his experience after calculations.
Seeing that he insisted not to buy gifts, everyone stopped persuading him and rushed to the mall to choose them.
There is not much money left, and the amount everyone can spend is around one hundred crowns, depending on whose gift is more creative and mindful.
Everyone picked Qi Xingchen and didn't have time. Yesterday, Qi Yuji called and said she wanted a Danish specialty.
In fact, she doesn't have any special products, but she wants "the special products bought by my brother".
Qi Xingchen bought a small ornament and a painting for Qi Yuji. In the end, felt that it was not practical enough, and bought her a new bag from a niche brand.
Qi Yuji was still worried and called: "Xingxing, you haven't forgotten your sister's gift."
"No, I just bought it."
"What are you talking about, Yu Ji?" Father Qi's voice came through the phone.
Qi Yuji covered the microphone: "The star bought me a gift hahahaha, dad you don't have one!!"
Qi Yuji's voice was a bit louder than usual, and it all entered Qi Xingchen's ears. He suddenly remembered the scene of Qi's father lying to him before he left, resigned and turned back, picking a tie for Qi's father and a pair of shirt cuff clips for Qi Yunxiao.
After all this, Qi Xingchen, who had no agent to help maintain interpersonal relationships, chose a souvenir for everyone in the program group. The director is more expensive, followed by the assistant director, the camera team leader, and so on, and the small chores are also not left.
Among the guests, the female guests bought small accessories with local characteristics, and Zhang Yunfei was an oil painting album. When he arrived at Bai Ye, he was in trouble.
In Bai Ye's heart, he is his fan and must be treated differently. In his heart, he now owes two favors to Bai Ye, and it is impossible to justify buying it.
He walked two laps, and finally caught his attention by a hand-painted shop, took out his AirPods case and walked in.
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