Who taught you to be a celebrity like this?

Chapter 133 The Kind God

Rome was quiet at around 6 a.m.

When Li Ye walked out of the hotel, the sky was glowing with a cold light, and the cracks in the stone pavement still held the rainwater from the previous night. He walked through the narrow alley and onto the main street, but saw almost no pedestrians.

Quiet, still.

The surrounding ancient buildings seem to be filled with the clamor of history.

The feeling of apocalypse is growing stronger.

Li Ye did not deliberately force it.

He's now a backpacker, wandering around with a film camera, stopping and starting, occasionally pressing the shutter to capture his memories of the city.

The sky grew brighter, and more and more pedestrians appeared on the street; it must be the local expatriates getting up for work.

I wonder if all local foreigners are this enthusiastic.

Anyway, Li Ye has already encountered three women who called him "Bello", and two of them even asked him for a photo.

I think my looks are quite popular in Europe?

Li Ye was aware of his own strength and was inevitably a little happy, but more than anything, he thought about the upper limit of the dream space.

When he realized that the limits of his dream world needed to be broken through with fame and influence, he considered whether he should try his hand at other music scenes.

Developing both internally and externally will definitely yield better results.

Of course, it's just an idea for now, and Li Ye hasn't started planning it yet.

He stopped thinking about it and focused on enjoying the trip.

Just like when he was recording "Summer," the only time he has to himself is when he gets up early to catch the waves; the rest of the time is work.

As for Li Ye's situation, although Wang Fu was still fast asleep, he had already made contingency plans and arranged for three of the strongest cameramen to follow him, with a locally hired team driving alongside him. If any cameraman became too tired, they would be replaced immediately.

Li Ye walked and stopped frequently, arriving at the first stop of the Prosperous Flower Group: the Colosseum in Rome.

It was just past eight o'clock, and the ticket windows hadn't started operating yet, but there were already about ten tourists queuing up.

Li Ye glanced at his phone. Zhong Manyue had just replied in the group chat that they hadn't set off yet, so he decided not to wait any longer. Since he had money, he would just queue up to buy tickets and go in first.

At 8:30, Li Ye bought his ticket, announced it in the group chat, and followed the crowd into the Colosseum.

They just got in the car, and after they arrive, they have to queue to buy tickets. They don't know if they'll be able to get in before 10 o'clock.

"You didn't have a fight, did you?" Li Ye thought for a moment and sent a private message to Zhong Manyue.

Zhong Manyue first replied with a smiling emoji: [They didn't argue, but they were both holding their breath. Sister Lan's reaction was a bit stronger than yesterday; she probably didn't sleep well.]

【receive. 】

Li Ye put away his phone.

After walking around for less than ten minutes, he suddenly heard a woman's voice next to him.

"Japanese?"

Li Ye frowned subconsciously, turned his head and saw two rather cute Japanese girls. He softened his tone, but replied firmly, "NO, Chinese!"

He was surrounded by small cameras, and the unnoticed cameramen following him were trembling and almost couldn't hold their breath.

Li Ye looked like he was about to curse.

The two Japanese girls could easily detect the indifference in Li Ye's tone.

Normally, they would have already lowered their heads, blushed, and run away like little deer.

However, I finally met a handsome Asian man in Europe who possessed both Eastern charm and very smooth facial features.

Add to that his expression, tone of voice, and slightly wavy long hair, and he's practically a cool and aloof male protagonist from a manga, even more handsome than Nohara Shinnosuke, the most popular male actor in their country right now!

"Are you alone? Can we hang out together? My name is Fujiwara Chinatsu, I'm a travel blogger, and this is my friend Sato Yuko. Let me show you my account..."

Before Li Ye could refuse, the same Japanese girl who had spoken to him earlier mustered her courage and spoke very quickly, standing on tiptoe to hand him her phone.

"Your English is pretty good, almost no accent..." Li Ye saw the other person's account. The name was all in Japanese, which he couldn't understand. The person had about 60,000 followers on YouTube.

"Sorry, I'm waiting for my companions. They'll be here soon." Li Ye politely read the message and then shook his head in refusal.

"No, no, no, we are the ones who should apologize, Smimasai, we disturbed you."

Fujiwara Chinatsu and Sato Yuko, in perfect unison, bowed deeply to Li Ye.

"Can we take a photo together? Also, I just took some pictures of you, and if you don't mind, I'd like to put them in my travel videos," Fujiwara Chinatsu requested.

Li Ye thought about it and didn't refuse. The fact that he took the initiative to say it was already very polite.

"Great, I can pay you, or treat you and your companion to a meal."

Chinatsu Fujiwara didn't want to give up on such a handsome guy and wanted to add more material to her videos.

Li Ye's expression remained unchanged, but he was quite tempted.

Whether it's giving money directly or providing lunch for seven people, it would be a huge help to the Blooming Flower Group!

Money isn't necessary, but a big meal should save the group from some unnecessary arguments, and it's also a way of making friends.

Just like most arguments in real life, the biggest problem in the "Floral Blossoms" group right now is poverty.

That wretched Wang Fu, he even lied to me... Li Ye then wondered if it would be a bit embarrassing to be out in public.

He quickly put the question aside.

Forget about saving face; it doesn't reach that level.

The main problem now is that he doesn't know how much money a YouTuber with less than 60,000 followers can make.

A big meal for seven people isn't cheap.

My name is Li Ye.

Thoughts raced through his mind. Li Ye pointed to the cameramen behind him and explained that he was an artist filming a segment.

"What?!"

The two Japanese girls covered their mouths, their faces filled with shock.

Sure enough, how could a man even more handsome than Shinnosuke Nohara be just an ordinary tourist?

Fujiwara Chinatsu looked at Li Ye with deep emotion: "You're a celebrity, and you're still willing to let me film for free. You're such a kind person!"

As she spoke, she led Sato Yuko in another deep bow.

Li Ye didn't understand their artisan culture and simply asked, "So, do you have money?"

"Mrs. Li, how could you ask such a presumptuous question?"

However, before Li Ye could apologize, Fujiwara Chinatsu rattled off her and Sato Yuko's income.

Sato Yuko didn't care about privacy and even introduced herself.

Li Ye was somewhat surprised. Fujiwara Chinatsu, who only had tens of thousands of followers, could earn an average of 20,000 to 30,000 RMB per month. Sato Yuko was even more impressive, as she had her own brand and was quite wealthy.

He explained, "Because there are seven of us, we were worried that it would be a burden on you."

Fujiwara Chinatsu covered her mouth again: "Li-san, you are so kind. You appear to be a cold and aloof demon king, but you are actually a kind goddess."

Sato Yuko nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Li Ye smiled. This Japanese girl was quite interesting. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let's exchange numbers first. I can visit the attractions with you now, but we'll have to part ways temporarily after my companions arrive, because we're still filming a program."

"Hi!" The two Japanese girls nodded in unison, indicating their understanding.

They immediately rushed to take out their phones to write down Li Ye's number.

Watching Li Ye "make a deal" with the two Japanese girls and resume the tour, one of the photographers immediately called Wang Fu to report the situation.

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