Chapter 139: The Chinese Language is the Future! (Subscription Requested)

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“Xier, Xiaobai, did you see that? Those older boys are so handsome, standing still like statues. Sister Qin said they’re on guard duty.”
“I saw, I saw! They’re really so handsome, hihihi... Xier wishes Sister would go and give them a kiss!”
“Tan Xier! What nonsense are you talking about!”
The little cook Jin’er’s angry shout exploded through the air, causing Xier to burst into giggles, pleading for mercy, “Sister, I’m sorry...”
“Hehe... Qiuer.”
Today is Saturday, June 14th. Xiaobai doesn’t have to go to kindergarten. Her little watermelon hairstyle appears on the screen, and in a baby voice she calls out:
“Hurry up and salute them! Teacher Xiaoman at kindergarten told me about them—she said they are the most handsome and most respectable people.”
“Salute?”
Qiuer was momentarily stunned by Xiaobai’s words; she doesn’t know how to salute. Then she turned to Yang Qing beside her and in a baby voice said:
“Brother, Xiaobai said Qiuer should salute those big brothers, but Qiuer doesn’t know how. Will you teach me?”
“Uh...” Yang Qing was taken aback, then smiled as he patted the little head: “Qiuer, don’t salute. Just bow to the big brothers instead.”
“Okay! Brother, please hold the phone for Qiuer and record it for Xier and Xiaobai to see.”
Qiuer handed the phone to Yang Qing, earnestly reminding him in her baby voice.
Yang Qing smiled: “Mm, don’t worry, go ahead.”
“Tap tap...”
Qiuer took a step forward, running toward the soldiers standing guard, with Qin Xue following behind her.
A moment later, Qiuer reached the two soldiers on guard. Her small body immediately straightened up, her little face solemn, then she gave a ninety-degree bow.
“Swish!”
At the next moment, the two soldiers returned the gesture with a crisp salute to the bowing Qiuer.
“Click!”
Qin Hao, who was taking photos, captured this moment with his camera, while some other tourists nearby also snapped pictures.
This photo later circulated online and was hailed by netizens as “the most beautiful moment.”
“Brother!”
Holding Qin Xue’s hand, Qiuer happily ran back, her little face flushed red with excitement and emotion.
The salute from those two soldier brothers had planted a seed in her young heart, stirring deep feelings.
“Good job, sweetheart!”
Yang Qing kissed her lovingly, then handed the phone back to her.
“Hehe... Xiaobai, Xier, did you see that just now?”
“Yes, yes, we saw!”
Xiaobai beamed in the video, mimicking a salute adorably. Qin Xue, quick on the draw, took a screenshot of this scene.
“Hehe... Qiuer, those big brothers really are handsome. Xier likes them so much. Bring one home, okay?”
Qiuer: (○??ε??○)
Xier’s silly expression resurfaced once again!
Afterwards, Yang Qing and Qiuer, led by the Qin siblings, toured some famous ancient palaces and historic sites in Jinghua.
Qiuer seemed to have opened a private livestream with just the three of them, broadcasting the entire visit remotely to the two little ones.
Of course, they switched phones once, using Qin Hao’s, because Yang Qing’s phone was running low on battery.
Until six in the evening, just as Yang Qing and the others were about to leave, Li Dongning called:

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“Brother Yang, where are you?”
“I’m... I’m...”
Yang Qing was clueless about the location, glancing at Qin Hao.
Qin Hao said, “Old Street!”
“Old Street!” Li Dongning’s voice raised a few pitches. “Big brother! The welcome banquet starts at seven. Why are you still at Old Street? Aren’t you coming?”
Yang Qing was stunned: “Banquet? What banquet? I didn’t know about it.”
Li Dongning sighed helplessly: “Don’t you ever check BoBo?”
“Uh...”
...
At 6:50, Yang Qing hurried to the hotel hosting the welcome banquet. After bidding farewell to Qin Hao, he approached Li Dongning waiting at the entrance.
“You really are...”
Li Dongning was full of helplessness, wanting to complain but unable to, because Yang Qing was a walking target for criticism.
Casual pants, a black T-shirt, sneakers—bro, even if you’re late, at least dress properly.
What if they don’t let you in for being improperly dressed? What will you do then?
“Let’s go.”
Yang Qing called Li Dongning to follow him inside, then curiously asked:
“Is it appropriate for you to come with me?”
“What’s inappropriate?” Li Dongning answered naturally. “I met you at the door, and we hit it off, coming together to the banquet. What’s the problem?”
Li Dongning smiled: “As long as they have no proof, what can they do to me!”
“I used to worry, but after coming back and seeing my master, I suddenly understood—it doesn’t matter! Even my master is disappointed in them. He said that if anything really happens, he’ll leave with me!”
Yang Qing was taken aback. “Is it that serious?”
“Ah, you don’t get it,” Li Dongning sighed. “Seniority, suppressing rivals—these still exist in today’s society. What future do you think they have? Being outdated and corrupt is their original sin!”
Yang Qing fell silent. He wasn’t part of that world and didn’t understand it. But if what Li Dongning said was true, he supported him.
After passing the identity check at the banquet hall, Yang Qing was slightly surprised by what he saw inside.
So many people, many foreigners, many beauties, many old men...
Well, after a brief moment of surprise, he headed straight for the food.
He’d been running around all day and was starving!
Seeing this, Li Dongning’s breath caught, then he shrugged and laughed, following him.
“Hey, this pastry is pretty good! Dongning, do you know where they sell this? I want to buy some for Xier and the others when we return to Yang City.”
“Whoa! This one’s good too! Eat more, remember the taste and ingredients, so you can make it for the little ones later.”
“Yeah, this one’s okay too...”
Yang Qing had turned into a food connoisseur, munching while mumbling notes, making Li Dongning grimace.
“Qingzi! Stop it! The bigshots up there are speaking. At least listen!” he said helplessly.
“Uh...”
Yang Qing immediately wiped his mouth and earnestly looked toward the stage. After a while, he frowned and said:
“What is he saying? I don’t understand!”
Li Dongning was speechless. He glanced at the foreign old man speaking on stage and said with boredom:
“Just keep eating then.”
“Uh... okay?”
Li Dongning: ...
Okay? Are you questioning me?
You’ve been eating for half the time! Besides, you don’t understand a word of that gibberish!
Nearly half an hour later, the speeches ended, and the banquet officially began. Yang Qing and Li Dongning, already full, sat in a corner sipping juice and chatting.
Suddenly, Yang Qing spotted Wang Ying in a white dress in the crowd. He was about to get up and call Li Dongning over when a middle-aged man in a suit appeared beside Wang Ying.
“Hey, brat, what’s that bum trying to do, getting handsy?”
Li Dongning, also seeing Wang Ying and the middle-aged man, said coldly.
“He’s from the dwarf country,” Yang Qing was stunned.
“Yeah, with that height and that creepy vibe, who else but a brat?” Li Dongning said.
“Let’s go! Wang Ying looks angry,” Yang Qing said as he stood and walked toward her, with Li Dongning following closely.
Wang Ying was annoyed by this brat pestering her, wanting to splash wine in his face. He even tried to invite her to dance—what a joke!
After refusing again and turning to leave, the brat suddenly reached out to grab Wang Ying’s hand...
“Smack!”
Just as his hand was about to touch hers, a hand abruptly grabbed his.
“What do you think you’re doing? Show some respect!”
Yang Qing’s cold voice rang out as he shook off the brat’s hand. At that moment, Li Dongning came over with a tissue.
Yang Qing was stunned but quickly took it to wipe his hand, then looked at Wang Ying:
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Wang Ying smiled gratefully. “Let’s go sit over there.”
“Okay.”
Yang Qing nodded and was about to leave when a young man blocked him.
“Who are you? How did you get in here? Apologize to Mr. Kimura immediately!”
“Wu, get lost and don’t cause trouble.”
Before Yang Qing could respond, Li Dongning gave the young man a cold, disdainful look: “If you want to be a dog, be one on your own. Say another word and see if I don’t smack you!”
“You!”
The young man was furious but dared not say more. Li Dongning was notorious in the association—a loose cannon who would really hit someone regardless of the occasion.
The young man fell silent. Then Kimura, the brat, spoke up angrily, pointing at Yang Qing and babbling a lot, annoying Yang Qing like a fly buzzing in his ear.
Yang Qing impatiently dug his fingers into his ears and snapped at Kimura: “Can you speak Mandarin? If you can’t, shut up! What nonsense are you spouting?”
“I’m telling you, Mandarin is the future! If you come to China, learn to speak properly first!”
One second to remember 114 Chinese:

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