CIATB Chapter 455 You've discovered I'm a treasure, haven't you?
Chapter 455 You've discovered I'm a treasure, haven't you?
Chapter 455 You've discovered I'm a treasure, haven't you?
Yu Huan exited Chen Yaoyao's chat interface and then started browsing the new media department's work group.
During the long holiday, there wasn't a single work-related message in the group chat. Those who did speak were just chatting and joking around, exchanging all sorts of emojis. Among them, the boss's emojis were absolutely dominant, with both animated and still images, a truly diverse collection.
Yu Huan stared at the screen, her expression a classic example: an elderly person on the subway looking at their phone.jpg
After glancing at it casually for a few moments, he quickly placed his phone on the armrest, deftly released the handbrake, and focused on driving.
These days, Malanshan is undoubtedly an extremely remote place.
After leaving the broadcasting center, the buildings that could be seen occasionally on both sides of the street had mostly dark windows, with only a few scattered lights flickering inside.
Fortunately, the streetlights cast a dim and soft glow in the deep darkness of the night, preventing the surroundings from looking too desolate.
On the sparsely trafficked road, the little BMW sped like an arrow, arriving at the entrance road of the Faith Hotel in just a few minutes.
Yu Huan held the steering wheel firmly with one hand, leaned forward slightly to look around, and spotted the small Audi parked on the roadside in the distance.
After carefully checking the license plate number, I gently stepped on the brake and calmly pulled the car to the side of the road, stopping behind the small Audi.
Then, he flashed his high beams twice as a warning.
Soon, the passenger side door of the little Audi was pushed open.
A graceful figure slammed the car door shut behind her and hurried toward them.
Yu Huan pressed the master key on the BMW's door.
His gaze was fixed on Lin Yourong as she bent down to get into the car. With a smile and a hint of teasing, he said, "Wife, your recording this afternoon went very smoothly. You even made a special trip to the show to see me."
"Who came to see you on purpose! I just happened to be free and Sister Ru was here, so I came over to browse around." Lin Yourong said as she moved the gift bag on the seat to the footrest and then skillfully fastened her seatbelt.
"I heard from Sister Ru that someone was asking me all sorts of questions, worried sick that I'd be nervous on stage and make a fool of myself." Yu Huan's lips curled into a mischievous smile.
Lin Yourong leaned back in her chair, let out a soft "humph" through her nose, and said casually, "Your performance on stage was just so-so, passable. You didn't forget your lines, and you didn't make any obvious mistakes."
Yu Huan deliberately let out a long sigh, his face showing a look of deep emotion: "Hey, don't laugh at me, but at the beginning, I was really a little nervous. But when I thought about you in the audience, it was like taking a powerful reassurance pill, and I calmed down completely, without feeling nervous at all."
Lin Yourong chuckled, turned to the side, and gently pinched Yu Huan's arm.
She said coquettishly, "Stop talking nonsense! Look, Sister Ru's car has already turned around, hurry up and drive!"
"Okay, as you wish!" Yu Huan replied, slowly pressing the accelerator and turning the steering wheel to make a U-turn.
"But speaking of which, you seemed really natural interacting with others on stage today, you really had the air of a professional host, you know..." Lin Yourong said, deliberately drawing out her words as she raised her hand to remove her mask, a sly glint in her eyes, with a hint of teasing, "but the singing part was a bit disappointing!"
"Why can't I sing?" Yu Huan immediately retorted with a laugh. "I was clapping and keeping the beat seriously, fully immersed in the atmosphere. It's just that I'm really not familiar with that song 'In the Rain,' otherwise I would definitely have sung it and amazed the whole audience!"
Lin Yourong couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You think you're amazing? Well, although you're usually a bit unserious, I didn't expect you to be so—well, humorous yet elegant on stage. And your haircut is really good too. I'm quite impressed with you today."
Yu Huan immediately clicked her tongue and raised her chin: "Isn't it handsome! The stylist from Hunan TV gave me a meticulous haircut."
Lin Yourong glanced at his slightly smug look, rolled her eyes in disgust, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, and she said coquettishly, "Look how happy you are, you get all excited over the slightest bit of sunshine."
"My wife is praising me so sincerely, it would be disrespectful if I didn't reciprocate in kind," Yu Huan replied with a grin.
Lin Yourong laughed again at his words, but didn't respond to him.
She bent down slightly, reached out and picked up the bright red gift bag at her feet, opened the bag, and curiously peeked inside.
Yu Huan caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye and immediately began to recount it as if it were a treasure trove: "There are thermos cups, custom towels, hand cream, scented candles, and Zhao Zhongxiang's 'May you have abundance every year' calligraphy."
"You actually took this painting home? I thought it was just for the show, especially since Zhao Zhongxiang's fingerprints are on it." Lin Yourong's eyes narrowed into crescent moons with delight.
"The production team thoughtfully packed them all in a bag for me, so I can keep them as a souvenir. Why not take them?" Yu Huan shook his head and stretched his slightly stiff neck. Then he continued leisurely, "This time, I not only received a three thousand yuan appearance fee, but also so many useful little gifts. This trip was totally worth it, not a loss at all."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong couldn't help but giggle.
She gently placed the gift bag back on the footrest and said, "On the way here, Sister Ru told me that you originally planned to recite 'Facing the Sea, with Spring Blossoms,' but when you went on stage, you changed it to Yeats' 'When You Are Old.' She was very worried at first! Luckily, you performed well and there were no mishaps."
"So, do you like the song 'When You Are Old' that I chose?" Yu Huan turned her head slightly, a gentle smile on her lips, her eyes full of anticipation as she waited for Lin You Rong's answer.
"Yes! I really like it!" Lin Yourong nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling with bright light. "I never expected that you could write calligraphy so well!"
Yu Huan quickly looked back at the road surface, a smirk playing on her lips. She chuckled and asked, "Seeing how effortlessly I handled myself on stage, you've realized I'm a hidden gem, haven't you?"
"Go away!" Lin Yourong felt sweet inside, but pretended to be disgusted. She quickly glanced at him sideways and said coquettishly, "You're just being self-absorbed. Stop being so vain!"
Yu Huan smiled, steadily controlling the steering wheel with one hand, easily leaving Sister Ru's little Audi far behind.
As if it were a sudden thought, she said in a relaxed tone, "Since you like 'When You Are Old' so much, I plan to adapt it into a song and sing it for you."
Lin Yourong, who was gazing at the streetlights rushing past the window, turned to look at him upon hearing this.
Those already bright and captivating eyes now seemed like sparkling stars, with surprise and anticipation intertwined in their depths.
She opened her mouth slightly, and after a moment, she let out a soft exclamation: "Really?"
Yu Huan could hear the barely suppressed excitement in her voice. With her gaze fixed on the road ahead, she nodded vigorously and said firmly, "Of course it's true!"
“Then you can’t lie to me!” Lin Yourong immediately chimed in.
Yu Huan looked up and saw the bridge stretching uphill in the distance, and her smile deepened.
He freed one hand and gently patted Lin Yourong's shoulder: "When have I ever lied to you? If I had, I would be a dog."
"Fine! You'll be a dog if you lie!" Lin Yourong grabbed Yu Huan's arm and hugged her tightly.
Yu Huan glanced at the radiant smile on her face, lightly pinched her thigh, and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Look how excited you are!"
The little BMW sped onto the bridge.
Lin Yourong released his arm and asked curiously, "Tell me quickly, what style do you plan to adapt it into? Do you have any ideas yet?"
"Such a profound and story-driven poem would be perfect for being adapted into a folk song. However, it will need to be re-translated and polished later," Yu Huan said confidently.
"Folk songs are great! Folk songs are great!" Lin Yourong nodded like a chick pecking at rice, praising crisply, "You're amazing, you're a real treasure!"
Hearing this generous praise, Yu Huan felt incredibly happy.
A faint smile played on his lips as he deliberately lowered his voice, saying meaningfully, "So, how are you planning to reward me? How about the same as last time?"
Lin Yourong was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, the brim of her hat covered most of her face, so Yu Huan could not see her cheeks flushing red.
She pursed her lips, feigning anger: "You haven't even started yet, and you're already thinking about a reward? You're so greedy!"
Yu Huan chuckled. The relaxed and enjoyable banter with his wife instantly dispelled the fatigue he had been feeling, leaving him refreshed and energized, without a trace of weariness. The little BMW smoothly drove off the bridge and into the city.
What comes into view is still the sparse traffic and empty streets.
Most of the shops along the street were closed, and the tightly shut roller shutters gave off a desolate feeling.
While waiting at a red light, the traffic light flashed forlornly in the silent night.
Yu Huan couldn't help but sigh, "It's really hard to get used to the city becoming so quiet all of a sudden."
"Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve, and people from other places are going home to reunite with their families," Lin Yourong replied softly, her gaze falling on the red lanterns hanging on the street.
The lantern tassels swayed gently in the breeze, adding a touch of festive atmosphere to the quiet street.
"Did your parents set off for Wuling early this morning?" Yu Huan asked with concern, tilting her head slightly.
Lin Yourong smiled and said, "Yes, they should have gone to my uncle's house for lunch, and then pick up my grandfather to go to my aunt's house, where he will stay."
"I understand." Yu Huan held Lin You Rong's hand, gently stroking her fingers, and suddenly said with emotion, "You've really worked hard these past few days. It's the first time you've come back to my hometown with me for the New Year, and I'm so grateful for all the preparations and gift selections you've done. Actually, my parents would be happy if you could just come back with me, but you've gone to such lengths, and I'm really touched."
Lin Yourong's lips curled up slightly, forming a gentle and beautiful arc, and she said softly, "Darling, you're already so busy every day. I just happen to have a little more free time, so it's only right that I can share some of the burden with you."
"Thank you, wife, you're so good to me!" Yu Huan glanced at the green light, then looked at the road and stepped on the gas.
Lin Yourong watched Yu Huan's profile as he focused on driving with a smile, and inadvertently noticed that the time displayed on the center console screen was exactly eleven o'clock.
She said thoughtfully, "Honey, we can catch the second half of 'I Am a Singer' when we get home."
"Mm." Yu Huan nodded in agreement, then joked, "I need to apply in advance that I won't do anything when I get home, and I'll just lie down immediately. It's not that I'm lazy, it's just that I really feel a bit of backache and sleepiness right now."
Lin Yourong, who was originally going to suggest packing up some late-night snacks to take home, smiled slightly upon hearing this and then asked with concern, "Would you like me to give you a massage?"
Yu Huan knew that she had also been busy all day, so she said without hesitation, "No need, I'll just lie down for a while."
The little BMW cruised through the brightly lit streets and soon arrived at the residential area.
After arriving home, Yu Huan slipped on her slippers and quickly walked to the second bedroom, where she carried out a quilt.
He quickly took off his coat, dove into the blankets, and was instantly enveloped in soft comfort.
With nothing under her head, the moment the back of her head touched the soft sofa, Yu Huan felt all the fatigue in her body recede like a receding tide.
His eyes slowly closed, and his breathing became long and even in an instant, as if a sleep switch had been pressed, and he fell asleep instantly.
Lin Yourong slowly changed into comfortable cotton slippers, turned her head to look at Yu Huan sleeping soundly on the sofa, and felt both amused and heartbroken.
She tiptoed to the coffee table, bent down to put down the gift bag, picked up the remote control, and quickly turned the volume down the moment she turned on the TV.
Then, she tiptoed to the kitchen, washed some strawberries and jujubes, and poured a cup of hot water.
She controlled every movement so quietly that it couldn't disturb Yu Huan at all.
He was sleeping peacefully in a small corner of the sofa.
I do not know how long it has been.
The growing dryness in her throat became unbearable for Yu Huan. Her brows furrowed slightly involuntarily, and she shifted her body, opening her eyes with a hint of confusion.
His hazy gaze slowly swept around the living room.
The television was playing advertisements in a low voice.
Finally, his gaze settled on Lin Yourong at his feet.
At this moment, Lin Yourong was sitting lazily cross-legged on the sofa, looking down at her phone, and slowly putting a brightly colored strawberry into her mouth.
Yu Huan's mind was still in a daze from just waking up. He coughed lightly, trying to relieve the dryness in his throat.
Then, in a slightly hoarse voice, he asked, "Wife, what time is it now?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong glanced at the sleepy-eyed Yu Huan and a gentle smile bloomed on her face.
Then he turned his head and his gaze fell on the wall clock.
She swallowed the strawberry in her mouth and said softly, "It's almost 12:30. You slept for more than an hour."
"Oh." Yu Huan propped herself up and reached for the cup on the coffee table.
Lin Yourong quickly slipped on her slippers and grabbed the cup handle before Yu Huan could, keenly noticing the dryness in his voice.
As she stood up, she said with concern, "It's gotten cold already. I'll go get you some hot water."
"Okay, thank you, wife." After saying that, Yu Huan snuggled back into the warm blankets and waited quietly.
I cleared my mind for a while.
Lin Yourong turned around, held the steaming cup of water to his lips, and said softly, "Warm water, not hot, drink it~"
Yu Huan pursed her lips slightly, revealing a smile.
He didn't let Lin Yourong feed him, but instead propped himself up, took the water glass with both hands, and slowly drank a few sips of warm water.
The water slid down his throat, instantly relieving the unbearable thirst and making him feel much more comfortable.
“Yu Quan got first place, Sha Baoliang second, Huang Qishan third, and Yang Zongwei was eliminated. The preview for the next episode also says that Qi Zhen withdrew from the competition.” Lin Yourong said as she sat back on the sofa and put her socked feet under the covers.
"Mmm." Yu Huan sat up straighter, wrapped in the blanket.
He placed the water glass steadily on the coffee table with one hand, and pinched her ankle with the other, jokingly saying, "Didn't we give you two a heads-up about your arrival, you two newcomers?"
Lin Yourong picked up a jujube from the fruit plate, brought it to Yu Huan's lips, and said with a smile, "Of course I gave you a heads-up."
Yu Huan put the jujube in her mouth, but didn't chew it immediately.
He suddenly patted the soft bedding and mumbled, "Hey! What a pity, I didn't get to see my wife's dazzling appearance in the trailer, what a shame!"
Lin Yourong was amused by his comical appearance and exaggerated tone, and burst out laughing: "Stop being so glib! You should hurry up and wash up and go to bed! We have to get up early tomorrow to put up the Spring Festival couplets!"
(End of this chapter)