classifiedscript Chapter 250 Professional
Chapter 250 Professional
Chapter 250 Professional
After a sumptuous dinner, the table was a mess of dishes and glasses.
Yu Huan glanced at the several empty Coca-Cola cans, and with a series of crackling sounds, crushed them one by one and threw them into the trash can.
Then, his gaze turned to the electric hot pot.
The spicy lamb spine, tender and flavorful, was still slightly warm in the red oil broth, its enticing aroma wafting through the air of the living and dining room.
There were still some left in the two baskets next to the electric hot pot, including vermicelli, chrysanthemum greens, Chinese cabbage, tofu skin, and other side dishes.
The fighting ability of these individuals is quite considerable.
After all, there were a full four pounds of lamb spine, and the basket was piled high with side dishes, so this meal was truly satisfying.
It looks like he'll be able to enjoy another delicious meal when he gets back tomorrow night.
After tidying up and washing, Yu Huan slumped onto the sofa, completely lost in thought.
After resting for a while, he got up and went to the karaoke room.
The soundproof windows were tightly closed, shutting out all the noise from the outside world, so quiet that you could almost hear a faint heartbeat.
He gently turned the window handle and tried to open it a little.
Suddenly, a cold wind howled and rushed in like a tidal wave, hitting our faces.
The water poured on Yu Huan was icy cold, making him shudder instantly.
He hurriedly reached out and closed the window.
As the window sash slowly closed, the noise gradually subsided until it clicked shut, completely blocking out all sounds.
"The effect is not bad." Yu Huan stroked his chin, thinking that the five red bills were well spent.
In a flash.
The melodious ringtone echoed throughout the living room and then reverberated into the karaoke room.
Yu Huan turned around and strode over to the coffee table, bending down to pick up her phone.
Upon glancing at the screen and seeing that the contact was Yu Songnian, he hurriedly answered the call and held the receiver to his ear.
"Hey! Huan-ge, are you home?"
Yu Huan raised her eyebrows slightly and replied, "Yes, what's up?"
"Here's the thing, I took Qianqian to the county this afternoon and I'm on my way back to the city now. I'm bringing you some dried fish along the way."
"Then just come directly."
"It's already on its way, and it'll be there in fifteen minutes at most!"
"Okay, then drive carefully and call me again when you get to the entrance of the community."
"O."
Yu Huan hung up the phone, gently stroking her chin with her fingers, pondering for a moment.
This kid really came at the perfect time!
Just as they were about to conscript Yu Songnian to help with plastering the ceiling, he unexpectedly delivered himself to their doorstep.
Back then, after Yu Songnian dropped out of school, the first thing he did was follow his father to work in the decoration industry as a painter.
After working for less than a year, his second aunt felt that the job was too harmful to his health. Since Yu Songnian had just turned eighteen, she simply let him take a driving test and bought a van to work as a delivery driver for his uncle.
All the materials are ready. For a ceiling of less than 20 square meters, it won't take more than a few hours to apply a layer of putty.
When Yu Huan went to pick up Xie Gouhua and the others at the entrance of the community, she exchanged phone numbers with the gatekeeper. In the future, she won't have to go downstairs every time, braving the wind and rain, to pick them up at the community gate.
Yu Huan had just sat down on the sofa when her phone vibrated again, the ringtone sounding softly.
The contact displayed on the screen has a simple note: 'Dad'.
Old Yu is the kind of father who would never call unless there's a reason.
Yu Huan swiped her finger across the answer button and then asked directly, "Dad, what's up?"
The voice just fell.
Old Yu's leisurely voice came from the other end of the phone: "I had Songnian bring you all the dried fish."
“I know, he just called me.” Yu Huan nodded slightly.
"Oh, and I also rode the motorcycle back from the repair shop. Songnian and I took it for a spin around outside. It's a really good bike, very powerful!"
Hearing Lao Yu's admiring tone, Yu Huan smiled and said, "This motorcycle is 250cc, which isn't a very large displacement."
"250 isn't a big deal? It's twice the engine size of my old car!"
Old Yu paused for a moment, then slowly said:
“I parked it in the back storage room for you, and I even bought a car cover to keep it from getting dusty. It’s a motorcycle worth tens of thousands of yuan, so it needs to be well protected.”
Yu Huan smiled, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Dad, how much did it cost to replace the battery and do maintenance?"
"I was thinking three or four hundred should be about right..."
Old Yu said slowly:
"As a result, Songnian charged 1,000. He said it was a motorcycle, and all the parts used were high-end. It was also a full-vehicle maintenance service, so it was completely at cost price. He only made a profit on the labor fee."
Yu Huan couldn't help but laugh: "Dad, I'll give you this money when I get back."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Old Yu blurted out, "I'll pay for it; you'll have many other expenses."
Yu Huan felt a warmth in her heart. She didn't mind spending her father's money and gladly accepted his kindness.
He said with a smile, "Dad, you'll have to take this car for me to walk around often."
"How often should we take him for a walk?" Old Yu asked.
Without hesitation, Yu Huan replied, "I have to take a walk every week."
"Okay, if you don't have anything else, I'll hang up now."
"Dad, you can hang up now."
"Ah."
Old Yu responded, and then the phone went dead.
Yu Huan gently placed her phone on the coffee table.
He leisurely got up and turned on the TV.
On the screen, after a brief Hisense startup animation, Hunan TV was broadcasting the dating show "Let's Date".
A short while later, Yu Huan received a call from Yu Songnian. He told him to drive directly to the gate and wait a moment, and then called the gatekeeper to politely inform him.
When the knocking sounded on the front door, Yu Huan's gaze drifted to the wall clock; it was only 8:13.
He quickly got up, rushed forward, and turned the doorknob.
The door opened slightly, and Yu Songnian's familiar, deep voice drifted in:
"Brother Huan!"
Yu Huan pushed the door open completely and cupped his hands in a friendly gesture, saying, "Younger brother!"
The two men were full of heroic spirit; in this situation, all that was missing was one of them to form the Oath of the Peach Garden.
Under the orange-yellow hallway lights.
The dark blue down jacket wrapped Yu Songnian's burly body tightly, revealing a pair of bright eyes under the hood, and his fleshy face was reddened by the cold night.
He was carrying a large bag in each of his right hands.
at the same time.
Yu Songnian glanced at Yu Huan from head to toe, then immediately laughed and joked, "Brother Huan, you're even more handsome now! With that trench coat on, even I have to give way!"
As he spoke, he strode forward and stepped onto the threshold.
Yu Huan chuckled and said, "So you're saying that if I take off this trench coat, you can be my equal?" "More or less," Yu Songnian replied calmly.
"I wonder who your name is, Brother Yu Songnian?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Songnian laughed heartily.
Yu Huan took the two bags from him and turned to carry them to the kitchen, saying, "Get your slippers from the shoe cabinet. Are you free tonight?"
Yu Songnian turned around and closed the door, then took out his shoes as instructed: "There's something I need to do."
"Oh? What's going on?"
"I made a date with Xu Hui to play League of Legends together after he gets off work at 10 PM!"
Hearing this, Yu Huan was speechless.
This kid has really been ruined by video games.
The previous generation lacked awareness, and the next generation lacked self-control.
For ordinary people without esports talent, excessive indulgence is fine in moderation, but harmful if taken to extremes.
Fortunately, he was smart, playful but hardworking, and did quite well in the end.
Yu Huan placed the two heavy bags of dried fish on the table, then turned around and walked to the TV cabinet: "Can you do me a favor later?"
"Huh? What's wrong?" Yu Songnian put on his slippers and looked at Yu Huan with a puzzled expression.
Yu Huan turned off the TV, then strode forward and said with a hint of mystery, "Come with me, and you'll see."
Yu Songnian, looking puzzled, followed closely behind him.
The two entered the karaoke room one after the other.
Looking around, Yu Songnian's gaze finally settled on the A-frame ladder.
He immediately exclaimed "Holy crap!" and said in surprise, "Brother Huan, are you renovating your house?"
Yu Huan nodded: "Pretty much. But I did it all myself."
"The windows have all been replaced with new ones." As he spoke, Yu Songnian looked up at the ceiling, even more surprised: "Brother Huan, you even installed a false ceiling?"
"It's stuffed with sound-absorbing cotton and damping sound insulation felt." Yu Huan grinned, quite proud of himself.
Yu Songnian's gaze swept over the bag of putty powder in the corner, and he asked curiously, "Do you want me to help you paint the ceiling?"
“That’s right.” Yu Huan confirmed his guess.
Yu Songnian asked curiously again, "Brother Huan, you're not doing soundproofing because the upstairs is too noisy, are you?"
Without hesitation, Yu Huan replied, "Yes and no. It's not noisy upstairs. Your sister-in-law likes karaoke, and I'm thinking of building her a karaoke room. Soundproofing is a must."
Yu Songnian rubbed his hands together and chuckled, saying, "I also like karaoke."
"Forget it, that's not karaoke, that's making noise," Yu Huan said with a sidelong glance.
“Uh…” Yu Songnian lifted the hood on his head and said, “Brother Huan, I think your ceiling is pretty smooth. I bet you can finish a bag of putty powder even after two coats.”
"Then just get started!"
"Brother Huan, although there's no need for leveling and the job seems simple, I'm a half-baked novice who hasn't done this kind of work in years. Do you really want me to do it?"
Yu Huan chuckled and teased, "You're not scared, are you? It's just scraping the ceiling, it should be very easy for you, take your time!"
“Okay!” Yu Songnian nodded: “I’ll do the first scrape today, and if I’m free tomorrow, I’ll do the second one.”
Yu Huan nodded, thought for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door: "I'll find you an old coat to wear first, and I need to change my clothes too."
"O."
Yu Songnian lowered his head and glanced at the two gray buckets side by side on the ground.
He took a few steps forward, lifted one foot and walked steadily toward the bathroom, where he fetched some tap water.
The cold wind outside raged and roared against the windows, but it could not break the tranquility inside.
The two cousins fought side by side.
Yu Songnian stood on the A-frame ladder, scraping putty.
Meanwhile, Yu Huan was carefully stirring the glutinous rice glue in a gray bucket, preparing to cover the entire wall by the window with pieces of polyester fiber sound-absorbing panels.
Instead of choosing the kind of sound-absorbing board with adhesive backing, to avoid the release of toxic gases that could harm Lin Yourong, they specifically bought some all-natural glutinous rice glue.
Even the putty powder is a carefully selected environmentally friendly inorganic putty, free of formaldehyde and benzene.
Yu Huan's self-evaluation is—
Steady as an old dog.
After the initial awkwardness at the beginning of the year, Yu Song quickly found his rhythm. The putty stopped dripping onto the ground, and his movements became more and more skilled, each movement appearing smooth and natural.
He even had time to look down and pay attention to the dark blue sound-absorbing panel that Yu Huan was fiddling with in his hands.
Curiosity welled up inside him, and he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Huan, does this thing really block out sound?"
"Of course," Yu Huan replied with a smile, holding a brush in one hand and spreading the glutinous rice glue evenly on the board.
"I've seen some KTVs use that kind of soft sound-absorbing cotton."
Yu Songnian paused for a moment, then continued:
"Besides, if this really works, you can just stick it on the ceiling. Why bother with a false ceiling? It's too much trouble."
Yu Huan smiled and shook her head: "You don't understand. Sound absorption and sound insulation are two completely different concepts. If you blindly use sound-absorbing materials on a large scale indoors, it will seriously damage the sound field, causing the sound to become harsh and sharp. Of course, if it is a quiet room or office, then that's another story."
Upon hearing this theory, Yu Songnian paused in his work, and a few drops of putty dripped onto his shoulder.
He exclaimed in sudden realization, "Holy crap! That's so professional!"
The two brothers were busy with their own things until Yu Songnian received a phone call.
He briefly spoke with Xu Hui on the other end of the phone, informing him that he was helping Huan Ge with his work and that he was taking a break from the Runeterra trip that night.
While working, Yu Huan listened quietly to his younger brother making a phone call.
He firmly affixed the sound-absorbing panel to the wall, then suddenly realized that it was already 10 p.m.
Because we need to consider layout and aesthetics, although we are only halfway through, the layout has already been completed. The most difficult part, the beginning, is over, and the rest will be much simpler.
Yu Huan looked up and saw Yu Songnian.
He was straddling the A-frame ladder, slowly moving to the corner to finish up the last bit of work.
Yu Huan immediately lowered her head, and her speed involuntarily increased slightly.
A moment later, Yu Songnian casually tossed the putty knife into the ash bucket hanging at the top of the A-frame ladder, and then steadily climbed down.
He walked up behind Yu Huan and said with a smile, "Brother Huan, let me help you apply the glue."
Yu Huan turned around.
Looking at Yu Songnian, whose head was also covered in putty, he really looked a bit silly.
He couldn't help but chuckle, and nodded slightly, saying, "Okay, let's grab something to eat after we're done."
"What delicious food is there?" Yu Songnian asked, rubbing his hands together with anticipation.
Yu Huan gestured towards the newly installed soundproof window: "Xie Gouhua and his cousin came to install this window this evening. We had lamb spine hot pot at home tonight, and there's still quite a bit left."
"No wonder I smelled mutton when I first came in!" Yu Songnian smacked his lips and suggested, "How about we eat first?"
Yu Huan said, "Let's help you install the sound-absorbing panels first, and try to get it done within twenty minutes!"
“That works too.” Yu Songnian nodded.
(End of this chapter)