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Chapter 369 Who is the next unlucky guy

Zhang Zhelin didn't care about eating, so he packed a ham panini and ate it while walking.

Santiao Street said whether it is far or not, and if you take a bus, you have to wait more than ten minutes before the next bus. After discussing it, everyone decided to walk there.

Fortunately, they have already eaten and drank enough, otherwise the program team should worry about whether someone will go on strike right now.

In the police station, Jiang Xingyue was anxious and confused, but she was in good condition. The enthusiastic Italian police uncle even went to a Chinese restaurant not far away to find a Chinese to help translate.

But Luo Feiyang and the staff who are separated by a wall are not so comfortable.

They can't enter the police station, they don't know what's going on inside, and it's not easy to go in directly. What if the police uncle thinks that they have colluded and deliberately molested public officials?
There are many inconveniences in filming abroad, so why ask the Italian police to understand the various strange regulations of the program group? Maybe the police will think that they are looking for trouble for nothing and waste official resources.

Luo Feiyang received another group of synchronized news, and learned that other guests were rushing here.

"Then the program team won't come forward, they..." Luo Feiyang thought for a while, and his tone was very sure, "They should be able to solve it."

He inexplicably felt that as long as Yan Fuguang was around, these things would not matter.

Ten minutes later, the guests finally arrived at the gate of the police station.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Yan Fuguang. As the only member of the group who is proficient in Italian, she had to make a trip.

Yan Fuguang and Zhang Zhelin went in together, and as soon as they entered, they saw Jiang Xingyue sitting in the reception area.

In addition to anxiety and hesitation on her face, there was also a little bit of regret. Maybe she shouldn't go to the police impulsively.

Maybe if you have more patience and wait at the exit, you can meet other people, or maybe they will tell her if you talk to the program crew a little more?

Now this situation puts her in a dilemma.

Jiang Xingyue also had the same concerns. If she went to tell the police that she was recording a show and the staff was outside, she was also afraid that the matter would escalate from a simple tourist asking for help to obstructing official business.

The Italian police don't know that she is a star, what if the "translator" they find later recognizes her, should they reveal that she is recording a show?

Jiang Xingyue's mind was entwined with all kinds of thoughts. What she cared about now was not how to find a companion. She was wondering if it would be a problem to just leave.

Just then, two familiar faces appeared.

When Jiang Xingyue saw Yan Fuguang and Zhang Zhelin, it was like seeing her relatives. She rushed over and grabbed Yan Fuguang's sleeve with great excitement: "My God, you are finally here!"

The police lady in charge of the reception came over: "Are you this lady's companion?"

The police lady said it in Italian and then repeated it in English.

She was still thinking about what to do if there were two people who did not understand the language. Although it seemed that the two parties did know each other, since they were in the police station, it would be better to ask for clarification before leaving.

When she heard Yan Fuguang blurt out that she was fluent in Italian, she felt relieved a lot, asked several questions in a row, and made sure that she could match Jiang Xingyue's situation before handing him over to them.

Before leaving, the police lady suddenly asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, are you Yan?"

Yan Fuguang didn't expect to be recognized again, and then took a group photo and signed a hug three-piece suit again without any accident.

At this moment, Jiang Xingyue is not envious at all, she just wants to leave here and embrace freedom again.

If she did it all over again, she would definitely not go to the police, and even if she did, she wouldn't go to the police station with them, and Lai would die from the show crew, so she didn't believe that the staff could spend the whole night with her.

After leaving the police station, Jiang Xingyue saw her follower brother at a glance, and was speechless for a moment.

The ruthlessness of the program group is still vivid in her memory, and she definitely doesn't have the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Several people across the road looked at Jiang Xingyue with complicated eyes.

Because of a certain person who was delayed for so long, everyone ran around and made a special trip to pick them up. Jiang Xingyue is not stupid, so she must have guessed that everyone was dissatisfied.

Sure enough, Zheng Li was the first to talk about "education", and even Wang Junmei, who has always been good-tempered, also said a few words.

Jiang Xingyue was able to bend and stretch, she didn't say a single word of defense, and apologized to everyone one by one.

At this time, there is no benefit in being stubborn, it is better to lower your posture a little to gain sympathy.

The fact is also the same, except for Zheng Liduo, who can't hide her nature, said a few words, the others just reminded her not to get separated in the future.

Everyone was quiet on the way back, Jiang Xingyue was too embarrassed to speak, and the others were too tired to talk.

And Zhang Zhelin leaned on the back of the chair as if relieved.

I'm finally free!
In the past two days, he has worked hard and mentally. The job of a tour guide is completely different from what he imagined.

Today's funding is still 38 Euros, which is a figure that is not high or low, as if mocking his not-so-successful career as a tour guide.

I didn't save much money, and I didn't play too comfortably.

Zhang Zhelin let out a long sigh, maybe it was too affectionate, Yan Fuguang next door couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

"It is only when you become a tour guide that you know what it means to be thankless."

Zhang Zhelin laughed at himself.

"It is said that it is not purely for saving money, otherwise the meaning of travel will be lost. I agree with it very much, but I feel flustered seeing the reduction of funds. The skylight may be opened at any time!"

If it weren't for the wave of fans feeding in the afternoon, there wouldn't even be 38 Euros left.

Zhang Zhelin was also very wronged, feeling that no one understood his feelings.

He thought very well at the beginning, if they could save some money at this stop, they would be able to live in a bigger house at the next stop, eat better and have more fun.

It's a pity that things backfired, he didn't seem to satisfy everyone, and he was also sullen.

Yan Fuguang comforted him with a smile: "Under the limited conditions, you can arrange the itinerary in an orderly manner, and there is still a balance in the end. You have done a good job."

"Really?" Zhang Zhelin was very uncertain.

He wouldn't naively think that Yan Fuguang didn't have any opinion on him, but such active comfort still made him feel a little better.

"Hey, anyway, I have to hand over when I go back tonight, and I don't know who the next unlucky person will be, so I can finally be relieved!"

It is rare for Zhang Zhelin to confide in his heart. He really thinks whoever is a tour guide is unlucky, and he is doomed to work in vain.

"it's me."

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Zhang Zhelin coughed violently, turned his head and looked very surprised.

A few seconds later, he suddenly realized what he had said, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm not saying you are unlucky, I mean the next director, oops, no, my... is..."

The incoherent Zhang Zhelin had a particularly amusing expression, with the word "regret" clearly engraved on his forehead, wishing he could swallow what he said as it was.

(End of this chapter)