classifiedscript Chapter 214 Calm and Low-key
Chapter 214 Calm and Low-key
Chapter 214 Calm and Low-key
Yu Huan put her hands on her hips, feeling a slight dampness on her back.
I haven't exercised for a long time since I fractured my foot, and after swinging a hoe for a while, I started to sweat profusely.
He breathed a sigh of relief and answered Yu Chengcheng's question: "This matter cannot be explained in a few words. You can check the trending topics on Weibo yourself."
"Oh."
Yu Chengcheng responded.
She dusted herself off, stood up, and, looking somewhat confused, took her phone out of her pocket.
The sun was too generous today; its bright beams, like spotlights, shone on Yu Huan's forehead, bringing an indescribable burning sensation.
After this ordeal, I'm afraid I'll get several shades darker.
The withered branches and fallen leaves underfoot, exposed to the scorching sun, emitted a peculiar smell, somewhat pungent, yet inexplicably refreshing.
Yu Huan raised his head slightly, the morning sun so bright it made him squint. He looked around, searching for the old man.
I saw a sprightly old man not far down the slope, bending over and shoveling through the bushes to help him find orchids.
In this lush, hilly terrain, orchids typically grow in areas with abundant decaying leaves, spreading horizontally and taking root in the shallow layer of soil.
When the three of them trekked a bit to get in, the old man also spotted a few common Cymbidium goeringii plants that weren't on the protection list these days.
However, they are either single seedlings or weak seedlings, and even if they are brought back, it is difficult to revive them. Therefore, it is a waste to collect and dig them up indiscriminately.
"Fuck!"
Yu Chengcheng suddenly exclaimed, her mouth involuntarily opening into an "O" shape.
Yu Huan was squatting on the wooden handle of a hoe to rest when she saw her exaggerated expression and couldn't help but laugh.
"Stay calm and keep a low profile."
Her light-colored hair shimmered in the sunlight. She slowly closed her mouth and exclaimed, "Fifth on the trending topics? Huan-ge, you're really famous now!"
"Oh? You've been promoted again?" Yu Huan said modestly, "I'd say I'm somewhat well-known."
Yu Chengcheng quickly scanned the information on her phone, her thumb swiping rapidly across the screen.
With an IQ score over 140, they can figure out the situation in no time.
"In my opinion, netizens are completely treating you as a representative of criticizing public intellectuals! In addition, your personal image is okay, as well as your experience in establishing the provincial media's new media department and your position as director, which is why you have such a high level of popularity."
“This is called anti-public intellectuals, and also, not director, but acting deputy director!” Yu Huan raised his sleeve and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.
Yu Chengcheng clicked her tongue in amazement: "Netizens all call you 'Boss Brother' or 'Director Yu'! This is the first time I've realized how awesome you are!"
"You can't see the true face of Mount Lu because you're in the mountain yourself!" Yu Huan shook his head and recited a line from classical Chinese literature.
Yu Chengcheng pondered for a moment.
She put down her phone and looked at Yu Huan intently:
"Brother Huan, aren't you invincible then? Take this opportunity to participate in interviews and shows. You have a good image now, and I feel you can also be quite eloquent! First, get your Weibo verified, ride this wave of popularity, then do some hype, criticize public intellectuals, and you can easily gain millions of followers!"
Yu Huan simply shook her head calmly at her younger cousin's deep scheming.
"Fame is a double-edged sword. It can bring glory, but it can also bring burden. The glory lies in the fact that you can be the center of attention and become an object of admiration. The burden lies in the fact that every move you make will be subject to countless attention and evaluations, various interpretations, and countless criticisms and questions, and sometimes even unfounded accusations and attacks."
"I understand you less and less." Yu Chengcheng gave a thumbs up: "But I have to say, this insight is brilliant!"
Yu Huan smiled faintly: "Anyway, let's just let things take their course. If I become too famous, I'll have to put on airs when I go out, which will make me very uncomfortable."
"Is this what they call being a slave without fame?"
Yu Chengcheng shook her head, a hint of regret in her voice:
"Brother Huan, what you're saying is a bit too lofty. You have to understand that in today's society, having fame is equivalent to having money and honor."
After hearing this, Yu Huan pondered to himself.
If this girl knew that her sister-in-law was Lin Su, a popular contestant on The Voice of China, she would be absolutely stunned.
"Aren't you famous now?"
"Don't you want to be more famous?" Yu Chengcheng asked back.
Yu Huan naturally knew that fame could bring countless opportunities and benefits.
For example, when well-known figures start businesses, they can leverage their fame to attract more investment and partners.
There are many examples, too many to list.
Luo Yonghao, known for his witty and humorous personality, made Smartisan phones, but his entrepreneurial journey ended prematurely, leaving him with a debt equivalent to six small goals. Fortunately, he managed to save himself by leveraging his fame to boost sales.
He shook his head and said, "I don't want to be more famous for now."
After all, these days, wishing someone to be reborn in America is considered the most sincere blessing, without any hint of sarcasm or irony.
At this juncture, public confidence is not strong enough, and the persona of an "anti-public intellectual" should absolutely not be used for hype now, as it has too many drawbacks.
Yu Huan understood this very well.
This surge in popularity is an unexpected bonus. Don't worry about it; let it subside naturally. Focus on developing your strength cautiously first, and then unleash it in a big burst later.
"Alright, Huan-ge, you've got the ability to think independently. Think it over carefully."
As Yu Chengcheng spoke, she raised her phone and tapped the screen a few times with her fingertips.
His expression suddenly froze: "Huh..."
Then, I placed my fingertip on the volume button and turned it up to the maximum.
A melodious guitar tune then began to play.
Then came Lin Yourong's clear and cheerful singing voice, which drifted in the breeze:
"Let's chase our dreams together, let's try to hold the sun in the palm of our hands~"
I heard that familiar melody and voice, and the sound quality was excellent.
Yu Huan turned his head and looked at Yu Chengcheng with slight surprise: "My wife's new song is already available on the music platform?"
"Tsk tsk, Huan-ge, you're not being a very good husband fan!"
Yu Chengcheng joked with a smile.
She carefully placed her phone in her coat pocket, then squatted down, picked up her hoe, and continued digging.
"I've activated my VIP membership, so we're listening to the high-quality version now!"
Lin Yourong's clear voice echoed through the forest: "I can't remember how many winds and waves we've crossed~ I'll be your oars~ You are my wings~"
Yu Huan sat on the gentle slope, with the wooden handle of a hoe under his bottom.
With legs slightly apart and hanging naturally, they sway gently to the beat.
It started with a slow and steady guitar strumming accompaniment.
As the bass, electric guitar, and drums joined in succession, the verse transitioned into the chorus, and Lin Yourong's vocals became increasingly passionate:
'It's you~ It's you~ The youth behind me is all you~ You painted my mountains and streams~ You brought me a downpour~ Washing away the mud~ Awakening my true self~'
Yu Chengcheng's digging suddenly stopped.
She listened with grimaces, as if her soul had left her body, and exclaimed:
"Lin Su's voice is so textured and powerful! It gave me goosebumps!"
Yu Huan held up her index finger in front of her lips:
Shh, don't say anything!
He was completely immersed in the music.
It sounds so nice.
As expected of my wife!
The arrangement closely resembles JJ's version, with distinct melodic layers and a progressive combination of rhythm and emotion.
Lin Yourong's rendition of this song is incredibly powerful and has a strong penetrating force!
Despite having heard the poorly sounded live leaked version before, the official version still gave me a unique sense of awe.
As the outro ended abruptly, Yu Huan turned to Yu Chengcheng and said something.
"Repeat on repeat!"
"Lin Su's new album has ten songs, why don't you listen to something else?"
"Listen to this a few more times!" Yu Huan decided.
to be frank.
After listening to the lead single "On the Road" from the new album, he didn't have high expectations for the quality of the other songs on the album.
While listening to Lin Yourong's new song, I dug in the dirt.
Time seemed to be fast-forwarded, and in the blink of an eye, it was past noon.
It wasn't until Teacher Wu called to urge them to eat that the group quickly packed up and headed down the winding path.
The two cousins followed their grandfather's instructions and carried a large bag of sandy loam soil.
The old man insisted that this kind of soil was perfect for potted plants, and made Yu Huan fill a bag and carry it away.
And in Yu Chengcheng's pocket, Lin Yourong's singing voice still echoed:
On the road, I chase the sunlight; my dream shines brightly ahead.
This song is "On the Road" from the new album.
Yu Huan walked at the very front of the group.
He walked steadily forward, his hands behind his back, gripping the two corners of the woven bag tightly.
Behind him, Yu Chengcheng sighed, "Ugh, I really want some water!"
Yu Huan turned around and glanced at her.
Yu Chengcheng's lips were indeed a bit chapped.
Because we set off in a hurry, we forgot to bring water. In addition, we spent the whole morning digging on the hillside, and we couldn't even stand up straight, which was very physically demanding.
Yu Huan herself was both thirsty and exhausted.
The old man, a little further away, seemed quite relaxed, strolling slowly.
He carried a hoe in one hand and a woven bag in the other, filled with the fruits of his labor that morning.
Overall, it was a fruitful trip.
Yu Huan looked at the path gradually descending ahead and spoke leisurely:
"Don't worry about it. You're going to New York before the New Year. I'll give you a red envelope in advance. I can manage, right?"
"Hey--"
Yu Chengcheng sighed, paused, raised an eyebrow, and said:
"Really? Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?"
"Didn't we agree before that I'd buy you a US version of Apple products and a SIM card, and give you a red envelope as a reward?"
"You sent me $666 back then, which is $100 more than I paid. I thought it was a red envelope!"
Am I really that stingy?
"Have!"
"Okay..." Yu Huan had nothing to say.
After promising a red envelope, the sighs and groans behind me finally stopped. This meant the pep talk had worked.
Only Lin Yourong's singing voice echoed softly in the woods:
Countless days and nights have passed, the stars bear witness to me, and those tears and sweat have woven together to form the strength that keeps me going.
This slow song features piano as the main instrument and orchestral accompaniment, giving an overall warm feeling.
It was rather conventional; Yu Huan could tell at a glance that it wouldn't become a popular song. After all, as a reborn person, she had absolutely no recollection of it.
In complete silence.
Yu Huan led the way, walking slowly along a rugged and winding path, requiring extra caution with each step.
Although the mountain is not very high, it is quite steep, and if you are not careful, you may fall and get seriously injured.
Before long, the two cousins, one after the other, carefully descended the steep slope.
Finally, I stepped onto the smooth main road; I was only a little over two miles from home.
They threw the woven bags directly on the ground, stood with their hands on their hips, and rested, panting heavily.
Yu Huan couldn't help but wonder if carrying this bag of soil, weighing about sixty pounds, was really worth it.
"Why can't you walk anymore? It's not that heavy!" The old man nimbly stepped down the steep slope and stood with his hoe in hand.
The two cousins were very in sync, knowing that they shouldn't interrupt the old man at this point, otherwise he would launch into another long-winded tale of the past.
Yu Huan glanced at the convenience store diagonally across the street, left a message saying "I'm going to buy water," and started walking.
He came back carrying three bottles of Yibao (a popular children's beverage brand) and distributed them to everyone.
The three of them, grandfather, grandson, and son, drank in perfect unison, appearing extremely refreshed.
Yu Huan glanced at an old woman standing on the roadside, her eyes fixed on them as if she had spotted prey, or more precisely, on the Yibao bottle in their hands.
He quickly collected the empty bottles from the old man and Yu Chengcheng and went up to hand them to her.
The old man watched this scene with a smile. When Yu Huan turned around and came back, he waved his hand and said, "You've had your water and rested. Let's go! Let's walk home in one go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shouldered a hoe, carried a bulging woven bag in his hand, and strode off ahead.
Yu Huan hurriedly helped Yu Chengcheng carry soil, following behind.
They walked at a leisurely pace, and finally saw their house in the distance.
Yu Huan saw that Teacher Wu was chatting happily with a middle-aged woman wearing a dark red knitted sweater.
A moment later, Yu Huan and Yu Chengcheng put the sacks of soil they were carrying into the corner of the wall.
When the two sides met, Yu Huan, exhausted, called out weakly, "Auntie."
"Eh."
His slender aunt looked at him with a smile:
"Huanhuan, you're getting more and more handsome."
Yu Chengcheng patted the dust off her hands, took out her phone and turned off the music. After catching her breath, she said, "See? I told you he'd changed a lot!"
"well enough."
Yu Huan picked up the conversation with a perfunctory reply, then asked with a smile:
"Didn't Uncle come back over the weekend?"
Yu Chengcheng sighed and said, "He left after only two days of New Year's Day. Research is his lifeline; he has no time to come back."
Her tone was slightly speechless.
Tancheng University is a key university personally initiated by its faculty. Many years later, it was included in the Double First-Class University Plan and ranked around 100th among universities.
My uncle is a professor with real talent. Even though he wasn't particularly keen on networking, he was promoted to a second-level professor a few years later.
Yu Huan joked, "Your uncle is so busy, it's already a blessing that he can come back to see you. Be content!"
Yu Chengcheng rolled her eyes and didn't say anything more.
Teacher Wu stepped forward and took the bulging but not heavy woven bag from the old man's hand.
Upon opening it up, one would find that it contained young shrub-type tea plants.
The flowers are in full bloom.
Most are white, a few are pale yellow or pink, and they exude a rich fragrance.
Even when this tea tree grows into a mature plant, it is only about one meter tall and has no obvious main trunk. Its branches are relatively dense, making it very suitable for bonsai.
The old man casually leaned the hoe against the wall: "Prune the branches after you finish eating. Be careful, there are still a few Cymbidium ensifolium and Cymbidium goeringii plants in the woven bag."
Upon hearing this, Teacher Wu nodded and said, "Yes, let's go eat first!"
Yu Huan took the lead and went to the backyard, turned on the tap to wash his hands, and then dried them on his clothes.
Through the kitchen window, you can see Lao Yu serving rice.
He took out his phone from his pocket and checked it, finding that Zheng Yu had sent him a WeChat message at 11:43:
"Brother Yu, I've sent it to your personal email. There's no major problem for now! I'll send you an updated set of data at 8 PM tonight."
Yu Huan quickly replied, "Okay, Zheng Yu, thank you for your hard work!"
"It's not hard work!"
Yu Chengcheng approached and leaned in to peek at the screen.
He then lowered his head and turned on the tap to wash his hands: "I thought you were chatting with your sister-in-law, or maybe you were busy with work."
Amidst the rushing water, Yu Huan didn't offer much explanation, simply smiling and saying, "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight, understand?"
Yu Chengcheng turned off the tap, shook the water off her hands, and clicked her tongue: "To be honest, with your eloquence now, you could go on a stand-up comedy show!"
“Huanhuan used to be very knowledgeable and well-read, she just didn’t express herself much.”
The old man also came over, rolled up his sleeves, and said:
"This is what they call 'silent until it speaks, then astounds everyone!'"
After meal.
Everyone has their own plans.
Old Yu was invited to someone's house to play cards, and the old man drank a little wine before taking a nap.
The rest of the people sat in the front yard.
The two children drank tea and basked in the sun, while the two mothers pruned the tea trees.
Teacher Wu sat on a small stool, holding scissors in her hand, intently pruning the tea trees.
She glanced up casually, her gaze falling on Yu Huan's mud-stained trousers, and couldn't help but ask, "Huanhuan, do you want to take a shower and change into some clean clothes?"
Yu Huan took a small sip of tea from her mug and said, "I'm leaving this afternoon. I'll wash up when I get back to the city. Tomorrow morning at six, I have to catch the high-speed train to Guangzhou to see your daughter-in-law."
Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Teacher Wu immediately raised her head.
My instinct is to keep people here.
Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, he immediately nodded in understanding: "Alright, it's up to you to arrange it."
“I’m going too!” Yu Chengcheng, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke up.
"Huh?" Yu Huan looked completely bewildered.
Seeing his expression, Yu Chengcheng smiled and added, "I'm going to the city too."
My aunt was gently placing a pruned tea tree on the ground when she heard this. She immediately looked up and asked, "What are you going to the city for?"
"I'm going to play with my classmates!" Yu Chengcheng answered matter-of-factly.
When Yu Huan heard that she wasn't going to go to Guangzhou to be a burden, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Aunt, just let her be. Anyway, I have a place to stay."
“Yes!” Yu Chengcheng nodded slightly.
Auntie nodded helplessly: "Go for a few days and then come back. Don't cause your Huan-ge too much trouble!"
Yu Huan smiled brightly and replied, "It's no trouble at all. She'll have to do all the hard work for me by planting potted plants first."
Yu Chengcheng spread her hands, sighed, and said, "Mom, look, before you talk about the trouble, you have to make Huan-ge treat me like a guest!"
Upon hearing this, Aunt glanced at Yu Chengcheng's mud-stained clothes and said with a hint of disdain, "Since you're going to the city, why don't you go take a shower?"
Yu Huan could tell from her aunt's expression that Yu Chengcheng had been home for three days and had already entered a phase where she was disliked by everyone and even dogs.
The sun is shining and the years are quiet.
Yu Huan glanced at Yu Chengcheng, who was hurriedly getting up to go home and take a shower, when her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.
He took out his phone, unlocked the screen, and found that Chen Yaoyao had sent him a long string of WeChat messages.
Too long to watch.
This thought flashed through Yu Huan's mind.
But he still turned to the side to shield his eyes from the glaring sunlight and began to read intently:
"Brother Yu, when I got home last night, I was browsing Zhihu and I saw some people spreading rumors that you got your position illegitimate, saying..."
'I was worried they would mislead uninformed netizens, so I exposed some of your experiences, taking into account…'
'Then……
I never expected it to be screenshotted and reposted, and to cause such a huge reaction...
Anyway, here's the link to that topic...
Yu Huan read it sentence by sentence, copied the link, opened it in her mobile browser, switched to PC mode, and pasted the URL into the browser.
He browsed the page, his fingertips gently stroking his chin.
Chen Yaoyao's answer has been voted the most.
Those sarcastic and ambiguous answers were all clearly visible.
Yu Huan pondered for a moment.
He could already sense Chen Yaoyao's anxiety.
This is a loyal and upright official who has been tested over time.
The intention was good, and the matter was handled reasonably well.
He returned to his WeChat chat and his fingers flew across the keyboard: 'Spreading rumors is easy, debunking them is exhausting. Chen Yaoyao, thank you for your hard work.'
After clicking send, the conversation shifts again, and another message is sent:
'However, in the future, I should try to think twice before acting.'
(End of this chapter)