Decorate the wedding room by yourself.

This was Chen Wen's sudden thought after looking at the finely decorated room just now.

His uncle Chen Yong was originally engaged in this related industry. Chen Wen was close to his uncle when he was a child. He liked to go to his factory whenever he had nothing to do, so he knew a lot about this aspect.

Moreover, he likes to do things by himself. When he thinks that the wedding room can be completely decorated by his own hands, he feels a little itchy.

To be honest, he used to make swords every day, and the audience never got tired of watching them. He was almost tired of making swords.

Although the animation sword series has the strongest videos, views and other statistics, the most interesting part of the production process was when he was making bags, chairs, treadmills and motion sensing alarm clocks.

But now, Chen Wen was about to have a big toy of about 200 square meters, and Chen Wen immediately started thinking about it.

If you don't figure it out yourself, you won't be able to justify it.

"Isn't it too troublesome to be alone...?" Jiang Qiuyi hesitated, "Usually we ask the decoration team to come, right?"

"Well... I just have this idea temporarily." Chen Wen thought for a while, "If it doesn't work, you can also ask someone to help with the repetitive work. I will do the rest myself."

"That's not bad." Jiang Qiuyi nodded, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his index finger and had a good idea, "That can be made into a video, and it can also be made into a series~ It's called "Newlyweds Decorate Their Wedding Alone"

"108 Days in the House"

Chen Wen: "?"

He didn't know how Jiang Qiu managed to turn around with such a small head.

"We haven't gotten married yet, and why is it 108 days?"

"Sooner or later." Jiang Qiuyi snorted, "108 is an imaginary number, it means many, many days."

Chen Wen smiled, squeezed her little hand, and took her back to the rental house.

"You haven't said anything yet, how about getting my name?"

"Too long."

"Long lengths are popular now." Jiang Qiuyi retorted, "Otherwise, what would they be called?"

"I didn't even take any pictures."

"This is called preparing for a rainy day. You can also pick one and we can compare."

"...Wedding room decoration series?"

"It's okay to be low."

"Then what I did before was also called anime sword series, so it has to be more consistent."

"Then the anime sword series should also be changed." Jiang Qiuyi laughed, poked his chin and thought for a moment, "Let's call it "Restore the Animation to Create Sword Pavilion's 108 Swords", what do you think?"

"What about the other things I made? Bags, bags, chairs and so on."

"Hmm..."108 Torture Tools that Seem Useful but Are Actually Punishing"?" Jiang Qiu thought hard and finally tilted his head and asked.

"...So you must have trouble with 108, right?"

"You said it should be a contrast, isn't this a contrast?" Jiang Qiuyi proudly raised his chin.

Chen Wen pulled her back to Building 4, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the fourth floor. "No matter what, the torture device is too much."

"Isn't it?" Jiang Qiuyi poked his waist, still remembering the sensor alarm clock, "You use an alarm clock to torture my sleep, and you say it's not a torture tool?"

"What about the others?"

Jiang Qiuyi laughed twice: "You can ask Xiaoyu what he thinks."

“The previous bag chair and umbrella chair?”

"Do you know how much these two weigh? I couldn't bear them after using them for a while."

"..."

Returning to the bedroom, Chen Wen took out two books related to decoration from the organized bookshelf, intending to read them carefully again and cram them for the time being.

It was his first time trying to renovate a house from scratch. He only had relevant theoretical knowledge in his mind. When it came to the practical stage, problems might still arise.

If possible, he planned to ask his uncle what he thought and see if there were any issues that needed attention.

"Come here, log in." Jiang Qiuyi opened his notebook and urged him to log in.

"What do you want to do?" Chen Wen looked confused and logged in to the Bilibili account.

Then he watched Jiang Qiuyi click on the manuscript management, create a collection, and enter "Restore the 108 Swords of the Animation to Create the Sword Pavilion", followed by "108 Torture Tools that Seem Useful but Actually Punish".

The former has more than ten series of videos crammed into it in one go, while the latter has four videos.

With such tinkering, the originally messy manuscript suddenly became much more orderly.

"Are you really doing it?"

"No? How good is this name?"

"..." Chen Wen fell silent, unable to complain, but chose to lean against the bedside with his book in hand and look as if he didn't want to argue with her about this.

Whether he can make 108 videos in his life is still unknown.

…

In the next few days, the two people's routines became regular again.

I get up at nine or ten every day, make a simple breakfast, and the whole morning passes like this.

Then I took a nap and followed my aunt out to look at houses in the afternoon.

Not only duplex rooms, but also other relatively suitable room types, they also looked over them to ensure that they would not miss their favorite ones.

If you only look at one apartment, you can basically get home at three or four in the afternoon.

If they watch several shows in a row, the three of them will just find a place to have dinner outside.

As for the evening, I played with the cats, wandered around the community, went back to the house to fight, cuddled together to watch TV series, and read books on decoration. Time passed very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Sunday is here, May 19th.

After the two of them finished eating at noon, they went back to the bedroom to catch up on their sleep as usual, and waited to go see a house with their aunt in the afternoon.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Qiuyi held his mobile phone and suddenly sneaked up to Chen Wen. Without saying anything, he handed the phone screen to him to look at.

"What is this?" Chen Wen looked at it and saw that it was Chou Tuan's order, "Private Hot Spring Movie Hotel", the time was the evening of May 20th, "Have you made the reservation?"

"Yes, tomorrow is 520." Jiang Qiuyi blinked, his meaning was obvious.

"Didn't Teacher Yang say that he was going to school for an interview in the evening?"

"That's okay. Let's go after the interview."

"……also."

Chen Wen had communicated privately with Teacher Yang before and asked him to contact Jiang Qiuyi and come over during the 520 evening self-study period.

The excuse was easy to find. The interviewer was a sophomore in the school's journalism department. He had to go to class during the day and was free after studying at night and finishing his homework.

All in all, they only need to arrive at school during the third quarter evening self-study time.

As for the hot spring movie hotel Jiang Qiuyi had secretly booked, Chen Wen turned over and hugged her, closed his eyes and went to sleep. After thinking about it, he thought it was good.

The first anniversary of their relationship is approaching, and the two of them have their own thoughts and sleep in bed together, which can be regarded as a rare "same bed".

…

Woke up at half past one.

The two of them packed up and got ready to go out.

The house I looked at today is in Jingjiangshan Mansion, which is the rough house I mentioned last time.

This suite is in Building 12, separated from the previous Building 9 by a basketball court and half a park.

The basketball court is a little closer to Building 12. It can be reached in two steps after going downstairs. Many grandparents are playing croquet in it, which is very leisurely and leisurely.

The landlord is a young man in his thirties. According to his aunt, the landlord's family has moved to Shanghai and wants to buy a new house there, so he plans to sell this house in Hangzhou.

Unlike the third-floor house in Building Nine, the house in Building Twelve is on the top floor of the 18th floor.

In addition to the upper and lower floors, 120 square meters and 80 square meters, there is also a terrace with a loft of about 40 square meters on the second floor.

However, although the area is a bit larger, the price is not much different from a normal duplex house of 200 square meters.

After all, it is a house on the top floor, where the cold in the winter and the heat in the summer will be worse, and it is more likely to leak, and it may be inconvenient to use water.

In comparison, the middle floors are more cost-effective.

But Jiang Qiuyi really likes the top floor, especially the small attic on the third floor. There is a terrace outside. Looking out, you can see a large group of buildings lined up in rows, and the scenery is infinitely good.

"I want to put the piano room here!" Jiang Qiuyi's eyes sparkled, pointing to the wall between the attic and the terrace, "It would be better if this wall could be replaced with floor-to-ceiling glass!"

Chen Wen fantasized in his mind that the piano was located next to the floor-to-ceiling transparent glass wall. Jiang Qiuyi, wearing a white dress, sat in front of the piano and played gracefully, looking out to the side to see the vast world.

My mind suddenly broadened.

"I haven't decided yet. Let's go downstairs and take a look."

Having just heard that there was a loft, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't wait to come up. They hadn't looked down yet.
To be continued...