Good Dad System (Arc 6) Chapter 50.1: The Film Emperor Who Gave Birth To A Child In Hidden Marriage (13)
Sister Li also responded to the message very quickly. She just said that she might be back very late today and that was all.
Pei Naochun and Xiao He hurried to the language class. The teacher was a native American with short golden brown hair and a tall stature. When he saw him come in, he gave him a big hug. Xiao He retreated to the door and waited. This was usually her free time.
Among the several worlds that Pei Naochun had experienced, there were one or two where the students had experience of going abroad and speaking English. He had a better foundation than the original body and quickly adapted to the teacher’s rhythm. However, the English in different places had some accent deviations, coupled with the uncommon slang words, which made him unconsciously immersed in the course. When he was concentrating, time passed quickly, and it seemed that after a while, the class was over.
Before leaving, the teacher named Mike gave him a big hug and praised him with a smile: “Pei, you have made great progress. I told you a long time ago to relax! You finally did it.” His eyes were full of encouragement.
Pei Naochun just smiled, shook hands with the other person, and left with his homework. Compared with the original body, he had no fear of speaking English, nor did he worry about his accent. Instead, he was able to answer questions fluently with the teacher calmly.
The busy day only came to an end at this time. In the past, after returning to the hotel, he would wash up and do basic care, and then start reviewing English, familiarizing himself with the audition script, watching award-winning movies to understand foreign performance methods, understanding the director’s camera language, etc. Occasionally, he would also have to complete some domestic work, cooperate with manufacturers and entertainment self-media to do online interviews, remote live broadcast interactions, etc.
But today, he has more important things to do.
Pei Naochun had just entered the house and tidied himself up a little, then he made a video call to China. It was exactly noon in China and it was Saturday. He had sent a message to Qin Siya in advance to make an appointment.
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“Mom, is Dad about to call?” Qin Xingyang was sitting in his car, waving excitedly at his mother. Not long after he woke up in the morning, his mother told him that his father would call at noon.
“Not yet, wait a moment.” Qin Siya was preparing lunch. When she and Pei Naochun first got together, she could only cook instant noodles and rice. Later, she was alone at home for a long time and had to force herself to learn how to cook. As time passed, she became proficient in cooking.
“Oh–” Qin Xingyang stretched out his voice and leaned on the steering wheel. His cheeks were squeezed, his little face became a square, and he spoke unclearly, “How many minutes will it take?” He stared at his watch with his little eyes. After a night of deep sleep, he had made peace with the stinky watch again.
Even her own child would be annoying sometimes. Qin Siya took a deep breath and said, “Maybe one or two o’clock.” The desktop of her mobile phone had long been changed to a time difference conversion table. It would probably be this time when her husband came back from class.
“What time is one or two o’clock?”
Qin Siya didn’t want to answer, but she couldn’t resist her son’s hundreds and thousands of questions: “Count to 1000 again.” Although Qin Xingyang was smart, he was not very good at counting. He often counted back to the beginning. She wanted to cook properly, so she had to let this little devil be quiet for a while.
“Okay! 1, 2, 3…49, 31, 32…” Qin Xingyang had no idea of his mother’s ill intentions and began to count happily. As long as he counted ten hundreds, his father would call him. But why was one hundred so long? How could he never finish counting?
Without her son to disturb her, Qin Siya was finally able to concentrate on cooking. The meals for both mother and son were usually simple, and she quickly finished the preparations. However, she herself did not notice that her eyes kept wandering to the mobile phone on the table in the living room.
Why hasn’t the phone rang yet? She frowned, trying to pretend that she didn’t care, but her mind was full of the phone.
Everything couldn’t be stopped from being talked about, and at this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang. Qin Siya hadn’t come over yet, and Qin Xingyang, who was still counting randomly, quickly jumped out of his car and jumped to reach the phone.
“Don’t fall.” Qin Siya hurried over, picked up her son and sat him on the chair. The notification bar showed that the person making the video call was Pei Naochun. She should have answered the call immediately, but she subconsciously adjusted her hair, which almost made Xingyang in her arms panic.
“Mom, why haven’t you answered yet? What if the phone hangs up later?” Qin Xingyang made calls and knew that the call would be hung up if he didn’t answer for too long. But since he got older, his mother changed the password of her mobile phone, for fear that he would play games secretly and he would not be able to unlock the phone.
“I’ll answer it right away, don’t be anxious.” Qin Siya was also anxious. She found a good angle and chose to answer the call. What appeared on the screen was the face of her husband, who was both strange and familiar to her.
Pei Naochun was very patient. He waited for a long time and finally got the call connected: “Wife, Xingyang!” He stretched out his hand and waved at the camera. The pixel of the phone was very good and he could clearly see Qin Xingyang’s excitement and Qin Siya’s astonishment.
“Dad, dad, dad!” Qin Xingyang was like a living machine gun, getting excited as soon as the call was connected, “Can you see me?”
“I can see.” He smiled dotingly. To the original body, his son and wife during this period seemed strange and distant in his memory. Children of this age can change a lot in just one or two months. The original body only remembered how his son had grown every time he went back.
Qin Xingyang laughed and didn’t forget to tell his father: “Mom didn’t answer the phone just now. She had to fix her hair! She almost hung up the phone.” When he said this, Qin Siya blushed instantly, patted her son gently, and whispered: “No, no, I was busy just now.”