Chapter 355 Denmark Station
Chapter 355 Denmark Station
The plane landed at Copenhagen Kestrup Airport at 2 p.m. local time.
Denmark in January is not as cold as I imagined; the temperature is around two or three degrees Celsius, and it is more humid than the dry cold of Beijing.
The group of people dragged large and small suitcases out of the arrival hall, where the production crew's car was already waiting in the parking lot outside.
In Scandinavia, it gets dark early in winter, and the light is already dim.
Qin Lan stood in front of the bus, holding the first allowance from the production team, and confirmed the hotel address with the driver in broken English.
She had worked as a tour guide in the first season and was already familiar with the process, but the Danish English accent was heavier than the British accent, so she had a hard time understanding it and had to confirm it several times before she was sure.
"nailed it."
She got back into the car and exhaled a puff of white breath.
"Sister Lan is reliable."
Tang Yan sat in the back row and gave a thumbs up.
The hotel is located in the city center, not far from Copenhagen Central Station. It is a boutique hotel in Nordic style, converted from a five-story old building.
The lobby was small, with dark wood flooring and several black-and-white photographs of Denmark's coastline and forests hanging on the walls.
The blonde receptionist smiled and handed them the room keys.
The room assignments were as follows: Qin Lan and Tang Yan shared a room, Fan Binbin and Liu Yan shared a room, Li Dabai had a room by himself, and Chen Xiao and Zhang Ruoyun shared a room.
Fu Yibai and Guo Zhenni each lived in a single room at the end of the corridor.
"Let's rest for two hours first, then come down and meet up to discuss the arrangements for the next few days."
Fan Binbin clapped his hands, his tone crisp and decisive.
"And then there's choosing a tour guide."
Qin Lan added from the side.
"Yes, and you also need to choose a tour guide."
Two hours later, the seven people gathered in the public lounge area on the first floor of the hotel.
The rest area is small, furnished with several sets of dark gray fabric sofas and a long wooden table.
The sky outside the window was completely dark, and the streetlights cast a dim yellow glow on the stone pavement.
How do I choose a tour guide for my first stop?
Li Dabai huddled in the corner of the sofa, legs crossed, holding a cup of hot tea he had gotten from the lobby.
"The production team arranged games."
Qin Lan pointed to the camera set up in the corner.
A staff member handed her a sealed envelope. Qin Lan opened it and read the contents aloud.
"First stop: Tour guide selection game: Denmark trivia quiz."
All guests participated, and the two with the lowest scores became tour guides at the Copenhagen station.
Tang Yan's face fell immediately.
"Denmark knowledge? I only know Hans Christian Andersen and The Little Mermaid."
"Me too."
Liu Yan said with a smile.
Chen Xiao and Zhang Ruoyun exchanged a glance and both smiled.
Zhang Ruoyun took out a thick "Nordic Travel Guide" from her backpack and turned to the chapter on Denmark.
"Ruoyun, have you done your homework?"
Chen Xiao asked.
"Of course you did it, didn't you?"
"You two are really competing fiercely."
Li Dabai reached out and patted the book in Zhang Ruoyun's hand, causing several pages to flip through with a rustling sound.
"We can't just try to cram at the last minute, so we're confiscating it."
Qin Lan snatched the book away, and Zhang Ruoyun shrugged with a wry smile.
"Sister Lan, you can't do this."
"Sister Lan, you are abusing your power."
"I'm a tour guide for one day, of course I have the right."
Q&A begins.
The program prepared twenty questions about Denmark, covering history, geography, culture, and famous figures.
The first few questions were relatively simple, such as "What is the capital of Denmark?" and "In which city was Hans Christian Andersen born?" All seven people were able to answer them.
The questions got progressively harder, and fewer and fewer people could answer them.
After the twenty questions were finished, Chen Xiao and Qin Lan surprisingly had the lowest scores.
"Tangtang, didn't you say you knew about Hans Christian Andersen and The Little Mermaid?"
Qin Lan angrily grabbed Tang Yan's waist.
"Omitted~"
Tang Yan playfully stuck out her tongue.
"I didn't expect to guess so many correctly."
"I'm destined to be a workaholic."
Qin Lan shook her head helplessly, but there was a smile in the corner of her eye.
"Okay, then I'll manage the money."
The first thing is budget control; nobody should be allowed to spend recklessly.
"Don't worry, don't worry, we're all good at saving money."
Tang Yan patted her chest and assured him.
The weather unexpectedly cleared up the next morning.
Qin Lan led the entire group on their journey, with their first stop being Xingang. It wasn't far from the hotel; they simply walked along the canal.
The canal is lined with old houses from the 17th and 18th centuries. Yellow, blue, red, and green colors are all mixed together and reflected on the water, like an oil painting that hasn't dried yet.
"So beautiful!"
Tang Yan was the first to rush over, take off her gloves, and take out her phone to take pictures.
Fan Binbin and Liu Yan walked side by side on the stone-paved road.
The two shadows were stretched long by the low, slanting morning sunlight, casting them onto the walls of the colorful house, moving slowly with their steps.
"It must be even more beautiful here in the summer," Liu Yan said.
"Winter has its own unique feel. Fewer people, quiet."
Fan Binbin looked up at the sky, and the white breath he exhaled was quickly dispersed by the breeze.
Qin Lan led the way at the front of the group, holding a map and a notebook, with Chen Xiao following beside her.
"Sister Lan, the Little Mermaid is just ahead."
Zhang Ruoyun called out from behind.
The Little Mermaid statue sits on a rock by the sea, much smaller than anyone would imagine, only about 1.5 meters tall.
She stood with her back to the dock and facing the sea, her silhouette lonely and serene.
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