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

16

After the anti-inflammatory injection, it was dusk when I turned to Odense.

After work, on the streets of a foreign country, a group of bright Asian faces are surrounded by various camera equipment. Look at me and I look at you.

"What should I do?" Liu Ziyu asked, "It will be dark in four or five hours. Where shall we live?"

I don't know if she was scared yesterday. Liu Ziyu didn't say much all day today. This was the first thing she said.

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Zhang Yunfei looked at the remaining 20 yuan in Tao Tao's hand. "We have to find a way to get some money, either we have to sleep at the station or go to be a sofa guest."

I know the reason, "How to make money?"

"Sell personal belongings..." Qi Xingchen waved his hand to the director, "Is it okay?"

Director Zhao: "Yes."

The guests were greatly relieved. If they had known that they could sell it earlier, why did they have to suffer so much? As an upper figure in the entertainment industry, he doesn't have two valuable things on him.

"But--" The director sold a close and added, "It can only be sold to fans."

"... I knew it!"

Everyone howled, "I knew the dog program team was not that simple!"

Denmark is different from the United States and the United Kingdom, and the number of local Chinese is very small. They are popular in China, but they are not popular in Northern Europe. Where can they find fans?

Everyone sighed together. At this time, Zhang Yunfei seemed to remember something and threw his head to Bai Ye.

The rest of the people also reacted and looked at Bai Ye, "You have had a global concert tour, right?"

Bai Ye: "... Yes."

"Then you can have fans here," Zhang Yunfei pretended to be sad. "It's not that my brother doesn't help you. I don't have enough strength, so I can only work hard for you."

"..." Bai Ye was in a low voice.

He doesn't know how to say it. It's okay to sell things, but he doesn't want to sell it to fans.

Usually, fans want to send small things directly to them, and they have never charged fans a penny.

Everyone looked at Bai Ye with expectation. First, they really wanted to get some money to sleep in a hotel, and second, because of the effect of the program, Bai Ye sold things and so on, which must have a unique variety effect.

"Or think of another way," Qi Xingchen glanced at Bai Ye and analyzed. "Isn't it like looking for fans in a pile of strange people like looking for a needle in a haystack?"

"That's right. It's really not smart enough to find fans. The question is, what else can I do?" Rochumann has a headache.

So many Asians are standing here chattering, and there has been a small wave of curious Danes standing across the road, stretching their necks and looking this way.

Seeing that his side was surrounded, Qi Xingchen understood that it was useless to keep pestering. He thought for a moment, "Brother Yunfei, can you give me the rest of the money?"

This money can't even eat a meal, and it's useless to keep it. Zhang Yunfei waved his hand and motioned Tao Tao to give it to him.

"Wait me for a few minutes, I'll be right out."