Chapter 14, Section 14: "Uncle, this is my little invention, a language hand..."
The background music in the video was upbeat and humorous, which, combined with the host's sarcastic and mocking content, was absolutely devastating.
The comments section was filled with sympathy for Yan Xingli, as police officers try to avoid having relatives present when arresting criminals, in order to give the criminals some dignity.
The current situation is tantamount to a public execution.
[Seriously, Yan Xingli, why don't you quit acting? With that face, you'd be better off as a model or a minor internet celebrity than you are now.]
[My darling empathy is killing me! My heart aches for my little Yu Yu, who was caught completely off guard by the news that her uncle is a terrible student.]
"uncle."
He noticed that Qi Youyu was watching him.
Yan Xingli pressed his slender, pale fingers on the screen, his expression calm, and glanced sideways slightly: "Hmm?"
The child grabbed his arm, his dark eyes filled with admiration: "Uncle, you're amazing! You actually got 55 points!"
Anyone who says her uncle is stupid is wrong. He's not stupid at all.
Leilei's dream school is the mecha academy, where the written exam is out of 60 points. Getting 55 points is almost a perfect score.
There are only ten such prodigies on the entire Cang'ai Planet.
Qi Youyu was unaware of the exam rules for Earthlings, and her mind was completely occupied by the fact that her uncle was a little genius. She was overjoyed and couldn't wait to tell everyone.
Yan Xingli was stunned.
"Me? Awesome???"
The live chat was flooded with question marks: [Haha, a kid is a kid. Forget 55 points, even 5 points would be too much.]
"Yes, you're awesome!" Yu Yu's voice was loud and clear.
The child's serious demeanor showed absolutely no sign of trying to flatter or fawn; he was incredibly sincere.
"Oh, and this older brother is apologizing to you, are you going to forgive him?"
Yan Xingli looked down at her chubby little hand, and the video of her complaining that she had scrolled away from was scrolled back by the child.
The unlucky uncle's lips twitched: "What makes you think he's apologizing to me?"
He's clearly being sarcastic and sarcastic throughout, yet he's a complete idiot.
Qi Youyu: "He said he misunderstood you."
[...Wait, wouldn't you say this is taking things out of context?]
The long preamble went in one ear and out the other; Yu Yu only picked up the parts she wanted to hear, especially the word 'misunderstanding'.
Those were words her mother taught her before she left.
Yan Xingli ruffled Qi Youyu's round head: "Do you think I should forgive her?"
"I will not forgive."
"Why?"
"Because Uncle's heart is broken." The child clenched his little fist coldly and said seriously, "A broken heart needs lots of kisses and hugs to heal, and also needs fragrant fried chicken."
Yan Xingli lifted the child onto his lap and sat him down, a barely perceptible chuckle in his voice: "Your heart needs fried chicken, but mine doesn't."
Fish looked up and said, "Then you need my kisses and hugs."
"I don't need it."
The child frowned, then suddenly bumped his head against his chest: "You use it."
"I don't need it."
The grandmother and grandson pulled at each other back and forth, but Yan Xingli remained unmoved with a smile.
Yu Yu angrily threatened, "Uncle, if you keep doing this, I won't pinch your chubby cheeks anymore."
Don't think she knows, her uncle absolutely adores her chubby little face, and he's always secretly pinching it.
That makes me very angry.
Quickly! Pamper her!
There was no escaping it. Yan Xingli's chest was numb from the child's iron head hitting him, but his heart was filled with a warm feeling.
He pulled Yu Yu close to his chest and said, "If I hit you again, your head will be split open. Okay, okay, I'll say it again."
The arrogant uncle, suppressing his shame, uttered cheesy words to coax the child until he was satisfied, all under the gaze of tens of thousands of viewers.
As soon as the live stream ended, Li Zhi called, giving her the usual series of instructions and reminders, her joy barely concealed at the end of her sentence:
"It was the right decision to join this variety show. Because of Yu Yu, your reputation has improved a lot in the past two days."
"Have you been checking Weibo? Your Weibo followers have increased by 60,000."
Yan Xingli: "I didn't see it."
"Take Yu Yu out and do some work when you have free time, try to attract more casual fans. The bigger the casual fanbase, the more good scripts you'll get."
Li Zhi: "Oh, right, there's some good news too. The company has arranged a seven-day intensive acting course for you. Go report for duty after the variety show ends."
Yan Xingli raised an eyebrow slightly: "Just classes, nothing else?"
Li Zhi: "That's how it is for now."
"Got it." After hanging up the phone, Yan Xingli maintained his cool expression, though his heart was racing with excitement.
Taking seven days of classes is much less stressful than filming, so it's not the same as having a holiday in disguise.
Yan Xingli lay on the sofa like a boneless person, as if he wanted to become one with it, enjoying his seven-day holiday plans in his mind.
My phone vibrated again.
This time, it was Yan Shanyi who called.
When the patron called, Yan Xingli quickly sat up straight, cleared his throat, and solemnly pressed the answer button.
"Yan Xingli, whose child is Yu Yu?"
Why does she call you uncle?
I thought the sugar daddy was calling to inquire about his daughter and Ele.me, but the sugar daddy didn't expect to play by the rules.
Yan Xingli immediately started making things up, managing to squeeze out a few words: "This is a long story."
"Let's make a long story short."
"Yu Yu is my friend's child."
Yan Shanyi: "You still have friends who aren't single?"
She watched every frame of yesterday's preview live stream and confirmed that Yu Yu didn't look like anyone around him.
Her features do resemble those of her foolish younger brother.
Yan Xingli scratched his head and closed his eyes: "He's a single father, that's his privacy, I can't tell you."
Good upbringing prevented Yan Shanyi from intruding on other people's privacy.
The banquet ceremony is another matter.
Yan Shanyi's eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his cold voice was devoid of any emotion: "Hmm, so you're sure that child has no blood relation to you?"
"Of course not!"
Yan Xingli vehemently denied it: "I've never even had a girlfriend, so where would I get such a big kid?"
Now he understood that this phone call was most likely made at the instigation of his parents.
His parents probably thought Yu Yu looked like him and were worried that he had done something outrageous behind the scenes.
You know your own brother best.
Yan Shanyi didn't believe that Yan Xingli had such audacity.
She paused for a moment, carefully choosing her words, and asked, "Have you ever donated sperm?"
"???"
"Of course not, why would I donate that for no reason!"
Even if you're desperate for money, you can't do this.
Yan Xingli was so embarrassed that his face turned red and his neck bulged. He jumped up and swore an oath to the sky, almost as if he would die to prove his innocence.
Yan Shanyi rubbed his temples heavily.
"That's good."
"In short, don't cause me any trouble."
Yan Xingli's foray into the entertainment industry is no secret within their wealthy circle. Everyone knows each other well, but the Yan family doesn't make it public, and they won't spread the news either.
The problem is that Yan Xingli suddenly brought a child onto a variety show.
The child kept calling him "uncle," and looked like a round, plump piece of candy. With delicate eyebrows and features, he was clearly a member of the Yan family.
Yan's parents couldn't help but suspect that Yu Yu was Yan Shanyi's illegitimate daughter.
The way he looked at his own daughter was strange.
In addition, Yan Shanyi spends most of the year abroad and has stated more than once that he wants to buy a high-quality sperm donor so that the father can leave the daughter and the daughter can continue the mother's business.
The blame was simply pinned on her.
Yan Xingli responded with "Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm," in response.
"Your cooking is too sloppy. I'll have Wang Ma go and take care of the child."
"No way." Yan Xingli didn't even think about it. He was joking; the more people in the house, the greater the risk of Yu Yu's identity being exposed.
He absolutely cannot let this happen.
Fearing that Yan Shanyi would continue to press him, Yan Xingli made up a story and shifted all the blame onto the production team.
After dealing with Yan Shanyi, Yan Xingli suddenly realized that the house was quiet.
Where are the children?
He called out several times, but received no response.
Yan Xingli strode to the guest room, pushed open the door, and the scene inside made his eyelids twitch.
"Fish, didn't we agree that we wouldn't release the Little Fish account this month?"
He stared at the camera position with trepidation.
Qi Youyu's response came from the floating little fish: "Uncle, the camera is asleep, it can't see us."
Nowadays, electronic products with ultra-long standby time are emerging one after another. They may appear to be turned off, but who knows if it's just a trick?
Just to be on the safe side, Yan Xingli found two towels and covered the camera.
Xiao Hua, who was standing by, was very puzzled by his pointless and unnecessary behavior.
Do these backward and primitive objects really deserve to be treated like this?
What are you doing in there?
"Your uncle will find out tomorrow."
If the raw materials are basic, the finished product will not be basic.
Qi Youyu carefully tucked the newly made language bracelet into her pocket, planning to give her uncle a surprise tomorrow.
*
The next day, Yan Xingli received a task card to take the child to the amusement park.
Yan Xingli was not surprised at all. How could he take his child away from the amusement park? Before setting off, he did some research online to confirm which rides his child could play and which ones he couldn't.
Before setting off, Yan Xingli applied two layers of sunscreen to her face and neck. Winter UV rays are no weaker than summer UV rays, and it's easy to get tanned if you don't take proper sun protection measures.
The next role is a sickly, scheming, and ruthless character, so her skin has to be deathly white.
Yu Yu stood on the children's ladder, her chubby face leaning forward: "Uncle, I want one too."
"Okay, I'll apply some for you."
Children's skin is delicate, so only a thin layer is needed.
The grandfather and grandson were interacting, and the photographer, being quite perceptive, gave Yan Xingli a close-up of his face.
His skin was so smooth that you could hardly see any pores, his nose was straight, and his lips were pale pink. In the morning light, he looked like a beautiful painting.
A wave of fans were drawn to the live stream because of the good looks of the streamers.
[Ah, my brother is the ancient Greek god of beauty!]
Hehe, the goddess of beauty has descended! I'm taking a screenshot to use as my wallpaper.
Xiao Hua, who was quietly reading the comments in the live stream, reported back to Yu Yu using brainwaves.
Xiao Hua: [Lord Yu Yu, Xing Ge's sisters praise him as the god of beauty.]
Yu Yu proudly puffed out her little chest: "Yes, my uncle is that amazing."
[Little Flower, does Uncle have many younger sisters?]
Yes, according to incomplete statistics, he has four million sisters, five million wives, two million mothers, and one million sisters.
Qi Youyu gasped.
Wow, so many!
They have a large and thriving family.
Upon arriving at the amusement park, Yan Xingli took the children to ride the bumper cars as planned.
To everyone's surprise, Qi Youyu only glanced at it before looking away with little interest. Then, she pointed with great enthusiasm to a group of people gathered not far away:
"Uncle, let's go play that game."
It was a sand pile filled with children.
Yan Xingli felt a pang of anxiety. He had carefully chosen the bumper car activity because he thought that crashing into cars and then running away would reduce unnecessary social interaction.
Before Yan Xingli could think any further, the child had already run over impatiently.
Yan Xingli followed closely behind, paid the money, and then found a place to squat.
He watched Qi Youyu shovel sand from one bucket to another, doing it over and over again with great enjoyment, and found it utterly unbelievable.
Looking up and around again, wow, there were bricklayers, bricklayers, diggers, and painters all gathered together.
Feeling out of place, Yan Xingli shut up and picked up his phone to scroll through it aimlessly. After some time, when he looked up again, Qi Youyu was already playing with a blonde, blue-eyed foreign girl.
The little girl didn't seem to speak Chinese, occasionally uttering a few words of foreign language.
But this did not affect the two children's communication at all. They took turns using sand-shoveling tools, enjoying each other's company and making people's hearts melt.
[That little foreigner is so cute, like a little Barbie doll.]
[Borderless communication across national borders—this scene is so beautiful QAQ, may the world be at peace!]
The bullet comments section experienced a rare period of harmony and tranquility.
In an inconspicuous corner, a boy suddenly popped out and snatched the shovel from Little Barbie's hand without saying a word.
Little Barbie paused for a moment, then ignored it and turned to find another shovel.
Then that brat started selling swords again, and he even snatched the toy car that Barbie used to carry sand.
Qi Youyu was shocked.
What kind of operation is this? Yu Yu wondered, why would any child like to rob someone?
Little Barbie looked at the boy with her bright blue eyes, pouted, suppressed her feelings of grievance, and tried to communicate with him.
The boy, who couldn't understand the foreign language, ignored her completely.
Unable to stand it any longer, Qi Youyu poked the boy: "Who are you? Why are you taking Sister Xiaofu's toy?"
The boy turned around arrogantly: "None of your business. If I want something, it's mine."
Holy crap, whose brat is this? So rude! It's making my blood pressure skyrocket!
[Yan Xingli, what are you standing there for? Go and slap that brat!]
Even a clay doll can get angry when its toys are constantly being taken away. The three-headed fish frowns as it protects the little Barbie behind it.
When the boy grabbed the toy, Yan Xingli looked around the room searching for a parent, but after looking around several times, she didn't see anyone who looked like the boy's parent.
Yan Xingli put away his phone, perked up his ears, and wanted to see how the good-tempered Qi Youyu would resolve the conflict.
The child glared fiercely at the other person and said, "Do you believe I'll yell at you? I'm very fierce."
The boy scoffed dismissively, his nostrils flaring, and asked, "How do you want to insult me?"
Qi Youyu stood tall and proud, hands on her hips, her demeanor perfectly controlled:
"I'll curse you, I'll curse you, you're a bad queen! I'm going to feed you a poisoned apple!"
The boy looked at Yu Yu like she was an idiot: "I'm a boy, I can't be a queen."
"Why can't boys be boys?"
"Silly girl, it's because I have a little chick."
Fish waved her little hand: "I am the God of Chirps, I'm confiscating your little chirps right now!!"
"..."
[Hahahaha, did YuYu memorize the jokes all night? I'm dying of laughter!]
The boy's face turned red: "You can't confiscate it. You wait, I'll call my grandpa to come and beat you up."
Qi Youyu, holding Little Barbie's hand, quickly retreated, hiding behind Yan Xingli, peeking out half her head smugly:
"This is my uncle."
"My uncle has many sisters, many wives, many mothers, and many older sisters."
【Um? ? 】
[Brother flies bravely, he'll take the blame if anything happens~doge emoji.jpg.]
【ε＝ε＝ε＝My little fishy baby, Auntie's here!!】
Yan Xingli, with a cold expression, stared at the boy with a gloomy look and said, "You want to bully my Yu Yu?"
The moment the adult man's oppressive aura hit him, the little boy's face turned pale, and tears welled up in his small eyes.
"Waaaaah, Grandpa!" The boy threw down his things and ran away in a tumble.
After her uncle chased away the little bully, Qi Youyu waved her little shovel and danced with joy: "Uncle, you are a hero!"
"You are the hero. You helped the bullied child."
Yan Xingli asked curiously, "By the way, Yu Yu, how did you know our new friend's name is Xiao Fu?"
Qi Youyu smiled without saying anything, reached into her pocket, pulled out a bracelet, and put it on his wrist.
The moment he put it on, Yan Xingli was momentarily stunned by an extremely slight tingling sensation, like static electricity.
My mind went blank for a few seconds.
Yan Xingli shook his head in confusion, and the strange feeling disappeared again.
"Yuyu, what did you put on me?"
"A bracelet, my simplest little invention."
[What kind of invention is a wristband? It's not some rare thing; it's just a copy, and there are tons of them in Yiwu.]
[Don't be so serious, okay? It's already very good for a three-year-old to have this kind of hands-on ability; it deserves encouragement.]
That was definitely not an ordinary decorative bracelet.
Yan Xingli suppressed his other questions and decided to ask them properly after the live broadcast ended.
"Africa!"
The man, also blond and blue-eyed, dressed in an exquisite high-end suit, walked hurriedly, his calls unusually urgent.
Little Barbie's face lit up with joy: "Daddy! Daddy, I'm here."
It turns out he's Barbie's dad.
The father and daughter hugged each other happily, and little Barbie nestled in her father's arms, whispering sweet nothings.
Barbie's dad's expression was serious at first, then slowly turned into a relieved look, and finally he cast a grateful glance at Yan Xingli and Yu Yu.
Barbie's father walked up to the grandmother and granddaughter and bowed slightly: "Thank you."
Wait, this father and daughter aren't speaking English.
[French major students passing by; they were speaking French, thanking Yan Xingli in French.]
[Hilarious! Yan Xingli doesn't even speak English, let alone French. He's completely clueless.]
The camera captured Yan Xingli's subtle changes in expression, and the barrage of comments was filled with sarcasm and gloating.
Only he himself knows what happened.
Yan Xingli's heart was pounding.
He understood.
Having never studied French before, what he heard was not a series of vague and rapid unfamiliar syllables, but the meaning of each word clearly reached his brain, as if he had mastered French without a teacher and was born with it.
Could the bracelet that Yu Yu gave him be related to language?
Try it and you'll see.
Yan Xingli swallowed hard, then opened his mouth, trying to appear calm.
When a string of elegant and fluent French words flowed from his mouth, not only him, but the entire live broadcast room froze for a moment.
[Holy crap! This French sounds pretty good!]
[Could it be that Yan Xingli is actually a French whiz?]
[Tch, it's just a very ordinary reply. Anyone could easily learn it. Why go to such lengths to flatter me?]
Barbie's father was surprised, his eyes brightening slightly: "I didn't expect your French to be so good. Did you live in France for a period of time?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com