Chapter 1289
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Shi Xiaoya did not walk the red carpet and went straight to the venue to find Cris. "Qin Gouzi!"
Shi Xiaoya called out as she walked over and sat down.
Cris was furious and wanted to cover Shi Xiaoya's mouth.
Shi Xiaoya quickly dodged and covered her face. "I've put on my makeup. Don't mess it up!"
"Then why did you call me by my nickname?!" Cris gritted his teeth. "We've already agreed that you're not allowed to call me by my nickname when we're outside."
"Isn't there no one here?" Shi Xiaoya said. "Alright, alright, I won't call you that."
Cris was an English name he gave himself. He felt that as a designer, it would be more fashionable, just like how a hairdresser would be called Tony.
But more importantly, his Chinese name, which was given by his parents, was too ridiculous. He was called Qin Zigou.
His official name was Qin Zigou, and his nickname was Qin Gouzi.
Cris wanted to laugh at his parents.
Cris's background was not simple. He was from the Qin family, one of the eight great families. To put it in a more impressive way, he was the descendant of the first emperor.
Cris's generation had the word 'Zi' in it.
When he was born, his official name had not been decided yet. His parents thought of his nickname first.
According to his father, they had a husky at home, and it was the father of this little husky.
Of course, that husky had died of old age.
But when he was born, that old husky was still around.
Cris's mother, Mrs. Qin, would hug old husky and call him Gouzi when she was free. For example, "He's really my Gouzi!"
He was just born not long ago, and Mrs. Qin was still in confinement.
Old husky came over to accompany her, looking like he was helping her look after the child. He carefully sniffed the newborn Cris, afraid that he would hurt the child, and also looked protective.
Mrs. Qin was very touched. She touched old husky's head and sighed. "He's really my Gouzi."
But when she said that, Mrs. Qin suddenly had an idea. "Gouzi, Qin Gouzi, isn't it more like it!"
Mr. Qin: "…"
"Old husky is old. He'll definitely pass away in the future. Why don't our child's nickname be Qin Gouzi? It can be a memento for old husky in the future."
Mr. Qin: "…"
"Your son will blame you when he grows up," Mr. Qin said.
"It's fine. It's just a nickname. It's not like we're going to spread it around. Only our family calls it that. Plus, Puppy, Puppy, isn't that great? It's easy to take care of a lowly name, and there's no sickness or disaster, "Mrs. Qin said.
Mr. Qin wanted to say that since this child was born in the Qin family, even if he was really sick, there was nothing to be afraid of.
However, Mr. Qin, who loved his wife as much as his life, still followed Mrs. Qin's wishes and named his son Qin Gouzi.
Before their son turned one, they needed to decide his name.
Old Master Qin thought about it, but he couldn't think of a satisfactory name.
Mrs. Qin had an idea. "Why don't we call him Qin Zigou?"
When the old man heard this, he said, "Not bad, not bad. Gou, grass, and sincerity. Then let's call him Qin Zigou. "
At that time, Old Master Qin still did not know that Mrs. Qin had completely switched the order of Qin Gouzi to Qin Zigou.
By the time Old Mr. Qin found out the truth, Qin Zigou's name was already on the family tree. It would be difficult to change it even if he wanted to.
Ever since then, Old Master Qin no longer dared to let Cris's parents have the power to name their child.
His mother was unreliable when it came to naming, but his father looked like everything his mother said was right.
Cris was really screwed over. The remaining siblings all had nice names that Old Master Qin came up with.
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