He got up and ran outside.
Xing Baohua was also taken aback. He hadn't expected the little girl to understand such a simple joke.
Probably not. Are people these days really that good at understanding things?
It's good that he's gone; Xing Baohua can now focus on designing the appearance of his power amplifier system.
Half an hour later, Xu Shuai came in carrying four pieces of plexiglass, each about half a meter long. He said breathlessly, "These things look insignificant, but they're incredibly heavy and difficult to carry."
“Leave it to me, you can rest for a bit. Are they all cut to size?” Xing Baohua asked.
"It was cut according to the data in your drawing." Xu Shuai walked over to the living table, picked up a jar of water, and gulped it down.
Xing Baohua carried the plexiglass, compared it with the pre-drilled screw holes on the side of the speaker, screwed in the screws, tested it, and then disassembled it.
"Xu Shuai, take a break. Get some sandpaper and wipe off the paint; it looks terrible," Xing Baohua said.
"Okay, what about Brother Quanzi?" Xu Shuai asked.
"I've gone to the factory to get some stainless steel sheets. We'll use them directly on the exterior," Xing Baohua said, pointing to the amplifier and speakers.
"Can you get it from the factory? I'll go and meet them," Xu Shuai said.
"No need, just sand off the paint, and install the acrylic glass last," Xing Baohua continued to instruct.
Su Ya ran back, and as soon as she entered the door, Xu Shuai saw her and said, "Why are you running?"
Xing Baohua turned around and asked, "Why are you back again?"
"A magazine, can I borrow it to take a look?" Su Ya's face was still flushed. She pointed to the magazine on the stool and said.
"Take it if you want, it's a gift from the magazine," Xing Baohua said generously. He didn't care about such things; it didn't matter whether he read them or not. What he cared about was the payment for the manuscript, not the magazine.
"Thanks, I'll return it to you when I'm done reading it." With that, she picked up the magazine from the stool and ran out again, her two braids swinging back and forth.
"Wait!" Xing Baohua called out to Su Ya just as she was about to run out the door.
Su Ya slammed on the brakes and turned to look at Xing Baohua in surprise.
Xing Baohua said gently, "Mark the parts you don't understand, and I can explain them to you."
"Oh, oh." She nodded blankly and ran off again.
Xing Baohua smiled knowingly, in a good mood, as if there was a song about braids. After a moment's thought, she softly began to sing:
Your beautiful braids, they entwine and entwine my heart.
Call me~ I miss that innocent childhood day and night.
You are braiding pigtails, you are weaving promises.
You said that the day I grow up, I should untie my braids.
Damn, this song is a sad love song. What's the other one again? I sang it when I was a kid:
There was a girl in the village named Xiaofang.
Good-looking and kind
A pair of beautiful big eyes
"Thick and long braid"
"Hua Zi, this song is really good! Who sings it? I've never heard it before. What's the song title?" Xu Shuai asked three questions in a row. His way of asking questions was truly unique.
"I don't know who sang it. I just hummed a few lines. Didn't you see that it's in sections? I haven't even thought about how to sing the rest," Xing Baohua said.
"Sing it again, and I'll try to learn from you."
"That section?"
"The part you sang at the beginning was really moving," Xu Shuai said.
"Okay." Xing Baohua cleared her throat.
She sang softly: "Your beautiful braids, they entwine and entwine my heart."
..."
As she sang, Xing Baohua became increasingly determined to set up a recording studio to record high-quality audition songs.
One sang while the other imitated, each taking turns singing a line.
As Liu Quan walked in, he said, "What happened today that made you so happy that you started singing?"
"No, I just heard Hua Zi casually sing a couple of lines, and it sounded really good, so I learned it from him," Xu Shuai said with a smile.
"I heard it, it really is beautiful. It's just that the melody sounds a bit like someone is missing someone," Liu Quan said.
"Hey, now that you mention it, it's actually true. Hua Zi, you didn't make this up for Su Ya, did you?" Xu Shuai asked hurriedly.
"Do you think I have that much free time? Alright, hurry up and help Brother Quanzi get his things down," Xing Baohua instructed.
Seeing Liu Quan take it off, he asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
"What could possibly happen? Even if they see it and investigate, what can they say? Besides, these are just scraps. I didn't prepare them specially. Just make do with what you have. If it's not enough, I'll go get some more." Liu Quan only dared to say this because his uncle was the deputy director of the office.
"Xu Shuai, Quanzi and I are drawing lines on the stainless steel plate, and we'll need you to make a trip there. Find an anvil and a medium-sized vise. We need to hammer the edges of the stainless steel plate."
"What else do I have? I've been running around like this. But speaking of which, if you sell this thing, you have to share the profits! I won't do it for less." Xu Shuai said as if he were joking.
Xing Baohua answered solemnly as if he were serious: "Okay, I promise you, if it sells, you two will each get 500."
"You're kidding me. Asking for three thousand? Unless the buyer is crazy," Xu Shuai said disbelievingly and dismissively.
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