C50 Late

"Who the hell wants you to take responsibility?" Hearing Qin Lang's words, Qiao Lin felt that he had really made a big fuss out of nothing. They were all men, why was he so excited as if he was a woman who had been slept with?

Qin Xiaoyu had just woken up, so his mind wasn't very clear. I looked at the two fathers who were arguing with a confused expression. "So I was born from the two of you sleeping together?"

Qiao Lin was originally still angry, but Qin Xiaoyu's words made him not know whether to laugh or cry.

Didn't Qin Xiaoyu know that his mother was in America? How could he link his father with a man like him? No matter how much two men slept, it was impossible for them to have children.

"Qin Lang, I think you need to explain to Yu's mother how he was born." After saying that, Qiao Lin turned around and went out of the bedroom to wash up. He still had to rush to the company before eight o'clock, so he did not have the time to chat with the father and son over such a small matter.

The moment Qiao Lin left, Qin Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at Qin Lang, "Dad, where's Mom?"

Qin Lang bent down and patted Yu's little head, gently stroking his soft short hair. "Mom is somewhere else right now, so she can't come to see you. After all, kindergarten is about to start. When Yu has his winter vacation, I will take Yu to see Mom. How about we spend the Spring Festival together?"

Qiao Lin only realized that his feet were cold when he reached the bathroom door. He was in a hurry to jump off the bed just now, so he didn't even put on his slippers. Thus, he turned back and saw Qin Lang bending over beside Qin Xiaoyu when he reached the door. He gently stroked Yu's head with a gentle smile on his face.

It was really difficult to see Qin Lang's gentle side. Even though the two of them had lived together for a period of time before, at that time, Qin Lang spoke little and always had a cold expression on his face. After spending some time together, Qiao Lin knew that Qin Lang's personality was like that. In fact, he did not have any ill intentions towards others.

After five years, Qin Lang's personality had changed slightly after being in the entertainment industry for five years. Although he noticed that Qin Lang rarely talked to anyone on set except for filming, Qiao Lin found that Qin Lang had become more talkative in front of him after the two of them contacted each other again. However, he seemed to be more detestable than before.

In the past, the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy looked cold and indifferent, but in reality, he was just an innocent boy. However, in Qiao Lin's eyes, the current Qin Lang seemed to have a lot of evil tricks up his sleeves.

After washing up, Qiao Lin went to the kitchen to prepare a simple breakfast before going to work. However, when he put the eggs into the pot, he found Qin Lang and his son standing at the kitchen door, looking at him eagerly.

Looking at the time, there was still enough time, so he made two more servings.

However, when he looked at the time after he finished his meal, it was already 7: 40. There were only 20 minutes left before the class started. It was more than enough time to take a car to the company, but he was afraid of being delayed on the way.

"You guys take your time to eat. I'll go to the office first." Qiao Lin put down his chopsticks and went back to his bedroom to get his backpack.

When he came out again, Qin Lang had already changed into his shoes and Yu was also carrying his bear backpack, standing at the door waiting for him.

"What are you guys doing?" Qiao Lin thought that Qin Lang was going to take Yu out to play.

"I happen to be on my way to work as well, so I decided to give you a lift along the way. Consider it my way of thanking you for making breakfast for me and Yu this morning." Qin Lang opened the door and pulled Yu out.

"You don't have to go to work so early, do you?" Qiao Lin had been in the Golden Year for a week, but he was still ostracized by the other trainees. He had lunch with Su Bing most of the time, so he found out that the official employees of the company went to work nine in the morning and six at night. For an artist like Qin Lang, if he had nothing to do, he would not need to report to the company on time.

"It's only an hour. We're going to the company anyway, so let's go together. I'll send you off, so you don't have to take the bus, and at this time of the day, you might not be able to get a ride at the bus stop immediately. Zeng Yiwen is very strict, aren't you afraid of being late?" Qin Lang was trying to scare Qiao Lin on purpose. He knew that Zeng Yiwen had been giving Qiao Lin a physical education for the past week, causing Qiao Lin to suffer a lot.

When Zeng Yiwen was mentioned, Qiao Lin thought of how Zeng Yiwen had made him stand in front of the window every day for the past week with a thick book on his head. He only felt a headache and was tired all over.

"Let's go." In order not to be late, Qiao Lin decided to take the ride.

Twenty minutes later, Qiao Lin regretted his decision.

If he took the bus, he would only be late, but after taking Qin Lang's car, he would definitely be late. After all, after driving out of the neighborhood where Qin Lang lived, the bus had blocked the road. It had been twenty minutes since then, and the wheels had only turned a few times.

Even if he had to walk for twenty minutes, he should have reached the company by now.

Qin Lang did not expect Monday's morning peak to be so terrifying.

"Take your time with Yu. I'll go to the side of the road to wait for the bus." With the bus blocking the way, Qiao Lin decided to wait for the bus at the side of the road since it was not far from the next bus stop.

"I'll go too," Qin Lang also wanted to get off the bus with him.

Qiao Lin had just leaned out of the car door when he retracted his body and looked at him with a pleading expression, "I beg you, can you please come with me to your car? Just let it block the way here and waste other people's time? Also, you have so many fans. If you go with me to the bus and get recognized, I'm afraid that it will only bring me new trouble. So I appreciate your kindness. I'll go to the company myself."

Qin Lang had good intentions today, but he did not expect Qiao Lin to be late, so he could only give up, "Then you can go first. Be careful when you cross the road."

Qiao Lin was stunned for a moment when he heard Qin Lang's sudden concern. In the end, he nodded and got off the car.

When Qiao Lin arrived at the rehearsal room, Zeng Yiwen had already arrived. Other than him, all the students had also arrived. At this moment, they were sitting on the floor in an orderly manner.

When he knocked on the door of the rehearsal room, everyone looked at him in unison, just like the first day he came to the rehearsal room.

However, after a few seconds, everyone retracted their gazes. Zeng Yiwen was announcing something, so everyone's attention was not on him.

Zeng Yiwen glanced at Qiao Lin, but did not open his mouth to let him in. Qiao Lin could only stand at the door and listen to him continue.

"The TV show produced by our company is called 'The Young Martial World'. It's a wuxia show about three young men from aristocratic families traveling the world together. The wuxia show hasn't been very popular in recent years, so the TV show is not only about grudges and relationships, but also about the pretty faces of a few young and beautiful male and female protagonists. A year or two ago, they were just trainees like you, but they earned the company's recognition through their own hard work, and now they are being promoted. And the five I'm going to choose are the best of you, but I'm not the one who decides. "

Zeng Yiwen pointed to the camera above the rehearsal room, "The company has specially arranged for people to watch your lessons. They are the real judges."

With that, Zeng Yiwen lowered his head and looked at the name list in his hand.

"Qiao Lin."

"Huh?" When Zeng Yiwen thought of Qiao Lin's name, not only were the other students shocked, even Qiao Lin was shocked. He did not expect that less than a week had passed since Zeng Yiwen last mentioned this matter, and the results would be announced so soon.

He was hoping one of the five would be his own, but he'd only been here a week.

"Come in first, so I can announce the results."

It turned out that Zeng Yiwen wanted him to come in first.

Qiao Lin could clearly hear all the students present heave a sigh of relief.

This Zeng Yiwen, how could he die if he did not breathe when he spoke?