Doctor, I'm really sick

The entire director team was completely petrified in place.

The cameraman put down the camera in his hand hesitantly: "This... can be coded, can it be broadcast?"

Qin Zhaoteng kicked the vibrator into the ground of the water bed: "Everyone, calm down and listen to my explanation."

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After half an hour.

"Dear Journey" started a new day of recording, and all the staff were a little more cautious than usual, glancing at Chu Sinian and Qin Zhao's actions from the corner of their eyes from time to time, whispering.

The oolong incident in the early morning was finally resolved. The female shopkeeper generously changed the two people to a normal room, and said that because of the promotional effect of the program group, she could continue to waive the room fee for the two.

However, this did not ease Chu Sinian's mood. First, because he experienced the embarrassment in the morning, he always felt that the program staff looked at him and Qin Zhao in a strange way. Second, they had to face each other. The task set for the program group: In the next three days, they must do everything possible to earn money and save enough air tickets to Iceland and other guests.

But how to make money in a foreign country?

At first, both Chu Sinian and Qin Zhao thought of working in a restaurant.

Italy, like China, is a big food country, especially in the famous Venice. The whole city is built on the flowing blue waves. Various bell towers, palaces, churches, and monasteries are painted white or brick red in rows. In the alleys of waterways, diners from all over the world take gondolas and walk through the winding waterways, looking for mysterious delicacies.In such a gourmet country, it might not be difficult to find a job?

However, this idea soon proved unfeasible.The restaurant owners were either unable to speak the language or were busy with their business, so they had no time to pay attention to these two young people with strange East Asian faces.In front of the camera, only occasional diners put down their coffee while chatting and tasting delicious food, and glanced at the handsome eyebrows and eyes of these two young people with a little curiosity.

In a foreign country, all the aura and identity from home are temporarily dissipated.The star effect is even more out of the question-even if Qin Zhao took the initiative to introduce himself as a "chinastar" to the restaurant owner, the other party's reaction was just embarrassing and polite smiling with a spatula.

All morning in vain.It was exhausting to follow the pd. Although they followed all morning, the actual material available was only a few minutes. It was a bit disappointing, so they simply put down the camera and went to rest.Only Qin Zhao was left dejectedly squatting beside the stone steps beside the Bridge of Sighs, his red hair, which had always been rebellious, seemed to be drooping because of the owner's bad mood.

He is obviously a little uncomfortable with living the life of a rich star who is full of stars.

Chu Sinian understood that Qin Zhao needed to adjust his mood, so he didn't speak, and just sat beside him silently.After a while, he suddenly thought of something, turned and left for a while, and when he came back, he had something in his hand.

Chu Sinian squatted in front of Qin Zhao, spreading his palms.

It's a lollipop wrapped in a green candy wrapper.

Qin Zhao's heart moved inexplicably, as if he had been gently rubbed by a cat's paw, but his face was still pretending to be cold: "What are you doing?"

"Eating sugar can promote the release of dopamine in the brain and help regulate mood." Chu Sinian said:

"Try it?"

"Cut—" Qin Zhao curled his lips, "You're kidding me."

Chu Sinian sighed, and was about to put the candy back into his pocket unhurriedly, but was suddenly grabbed by Qin Zhao's cuff.

Chu Sinian raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? Don't you want to eat?"

"I bought everything, it's a waste of money if I don't eat it!" Qin Zhao said fiercely without confidence, grabbed the lollipop, tore off the wrapper twice and stuffed it in his mouth.On the right cheek there is a round pouch, like a hamster.

Chu Sinian watched Qin Zhao eat the lollipop angrily, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

What a brat.

Qin Zhao shifted the lollipop to the left cheek, narrowed his eyes slightly:

"What are you laughing at?"

Chu Sinian tried hard to hold back his smile: "It's nothing, nothing."

Qin Zhao: "Huh?"

"Okay, okay." Chu Sinian waved his hand, he really didn't know how to lie, so he just smiled and said, "I think you really look like a child sometimes...a little... naive."

"Tch, how old are you than me? You call me naive. Isn't it naive to trick people with candy?" Qin Zhao slapped him without guilt.

Chu Sinian smiled and shook his head.

His position was against the light, and the warm sunlight shone softly on his side face, and the sides of his round ears were smudged with fluffy golden circles.Qin Zhao was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly found that although Chu Sinian was always cold and repulsive, he had a good-looking smile.Especially those eyes, crooked and bright when smiling, like the reflection of stars rippling in the water.

Qin Zhao put his hand into the pocket of the sweater, and gently stroked the green lollipop wrapper that he hadn't had time to throw away.subconsciously raised the corners of the mouth

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After a short nap, the two regained their energy and continued to look for opportunities in the city of Venice.

There are cobweb-like rivers all over the city of Venice.Walking through this beautiful water city, the small sharp boat with local characteristics—a gondola with a narrow hull, two pointed ends, and carved with gorgeous patterns is the most convenient choice.From time to time on the rippling river, black gondolas carrying tourists in twos and threes pass by lightly, but the cost per person is expensive.

Helpless, Chu Sinian and Qin Zhao had to walk around the city under the sun.It wasn't until the sun was about to set that they stumbled into St. Mark's Square by mistake.

The golden sunset casts a brilliant afterglow on the towering bell towers at the four corners of St. Mark's Square. The administrative mansion building is solemn and solemn. Flocks of snow-white pigeons are flying and strolling in the square, enjoying the generous gifts of tourists with their proud chests.

Accompanied by the "cuckoo" sound of the pigeons and the sound of spreading their wings, a burst of singing sounded in the square.Chu Sinian couldn't help but stop, looking for the source of the singing.

A dozen or so tourists scattered around the southwest corner of the square. When they got closer, they realized that it was a wandering artist holding an electronic keyboard and playing and singing on a bench.

He is a very handsome European boy, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with light blond hair curled obediently by his ears, and dark green eyes as beautiful as opals.The curly-haired little guy sang, beating the beat with his feet.Although his singing and piano sound are still a bit jerky, perhaps because of his handsome appearance, or his unabashed, natural and joyful performance, after the end of the song, Chu Sinian couldn't help but applaud along with the other tourists .

Seeing Chu Sinian, the little handsome guy's eyes lit up, he stood up with his guitar in his arms, and bowed gracefully to Chu Sinian. There were a few shining coins in the piano case at his feet.

Qin Zhao clicked his tongue disapprovingly: "Just applaud? I can sing much better than him."

Chu Sinian's eyes suddenly lit up: "I think I have a solution."

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At night, St. Mark's Square is brightly lit, and the street windows are full of gorgeous masks and colorful festive decorations.Tomorrow is the Venice Carnival, and the tourists who come and go can't wait to put on exquisite and gorgeous festive masks, preparing for the grand ceremony of singing and dancing.Amidst the noise and enthusiasm, there was a melodious sound of guitars from the corner of St. Mark's Square.

With little effort, Chu Sinian borrowed the guitar of the handsome curly-haired guy for 10 euros.Qin Zhao vowed that if he can earn more money, he can share fifty-five points with him.

Qin Zhao bowed his head and adjusted the guitar strap for the last time, followed the pd to adjust the machine, and compared it to ok.

Pedestrians in the square come and go, but only occasionally one or two people stop because of the camera.Qin Zhao looked at his only audience:

"Ask me what I'm going to sing."

Chu Sinian was taken aback, not understanding what Qin Zhao meant: "What?"

"Do you understand the sense of ritual?"

Qin Zhao said: "Don't all concerts have to have a host, please ask me what to sing."

Chu Sinian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he asked cooperatively:

"em... May I ask this big star, what do you plan to sing?"

"you guess?"

Qin Zhao was very fond of the word "big star", and pretended to continue to put on airs, teasing Chu Sinian:

"I can barely give you a hint, it has something to do with the stars."

Chu Sinian was about to be childishly killed by Qin Zhao, and couldn't help but smile a little on his lips, jokingly said:

"Little friend, are you going to sing Little Star?"

"Bingo!" Qin Zhao smiled slightly, plucked the strings with his knuckle fingers, and sang:

"winkle, twinkle, littlestar

How I wonder what you are

Up above the world so high

Like adiamondinthesky

Twinkle, twinkle, littlestar

How I wonder what you are

His voice is low and magnetic, and accompanied by the warm melody of this nursery rhyme, it gently blows into people's hearts like a gust of warm wind.Pedestrians stopped in twos and threes, looking with interest at the source of the singing.

Seeing that the crowd was attracted, Qin Zhao suddenly stopped singing, and smiled mischievously: "Sorry, I sang wrongly, but I actually want to be pornographic."

Chu Sinian was taken aback: "What?"

"Yellow, I'm the best at it." Qin Zhao turned around and said a few words to the curly-haired handsome guy who was helping to accompany him, then deliberately blinked at Chu Sinian with a bit of arrogance, and held Limai with one hand:

Look at the stars, Look how they shine for you

And everything you do

Yeah, they were reallyellow

Icamealong.I wrote asongforyou

Andallthethingsyoudo, Anditwascalledyellow

……

It turned out to be Coldplay's classic "yellow".

After a few words, the pedestrians coming and going stopped at the same time, looking at the young man singing in the dimly lit place with surprise and curiosity.Qin Zhao's voice has a deep magnetism that surpasses his age. The combination of affection and gentleness is just right, and it is a little lazy. Suddenly, no one speaks, but just stops quietly and appreciates it attentively.

Qin Zhao glanced through the growing crowd, and blinked at Chu Sinian triumphantly.The onlookers followed Qin Zhao's line of sight and looked at Chu Sinian curiously. Perhaps because "yellow" happened to be a love song, many people whispered softly, and some whistled like booing.

But Chu Sinian didn't notice the booing of the crowd around him, he just stood in the crowd and watched Qin Zhao sing attentively.It was the first time he listened to the song "yellow", and Qin Zhao's mouth attracted him deeply.He was a little surprised to find that Qin Zhao, the childish ghost who had been laughing and laughing in front of him all the time, still had such a side, rebellious, confident, unruly and a bit gangster, like a young lion, a born star.

Maybe it was because he had never been watched by so many people before. The curly-haired handsome guy who played the electronic keyboard accompaniment somehow made several wrong notes during practice, which ruined the original almost perfect atmosphere. Several audience members booed softly in dissatisfaction. A few times.

Chu Sinian hesitated for a moment, and ran to the handsome curly-haired guy and whispered something softly. The curly-haired handsome guy gave him a surprised look, but he still spread his hands and moved away from his seat.

Chu Sinian put his ten fingers lightly on the black and white keys, exhaled lightly, and closed his eyes.