I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

Chapter 173 Just Right

The next morning.

The sunlight was even brighter in the courtyard of the woodworking workshop than it was yesterday.

Master Lu had moved several long tables to the center of the yard early on. On the tables were a row of polished small pieces of wood and several pieces of wood of different shades.

Today's schedule was even easier than yesterday's.

We won't make stools, repair old plaques, or open mechanical boxes.

Just make a small wooden wind chime.

The director stood behind the camera, his tone carrying a sense of relief that things had finally stabilized.

"Your task today is very simple."

"Make your own wooden wind chime using wood chips, thin rope, and small bells."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lei immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is safe."

"This is really safe."

"The wind chimes can't possibly be seriously damaged, can they?"

The director's hand trembled.

The assistant director's expression also changed.

Bai Sisi quickly covered Zhao Lei's mouth.

"Stop talking."

Shen Ling'er sat on a small stool and looked up at Zhao Lei.

"You learned to talk less yesterday, but you've given it all back today."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi laughed so hard her shoulders shook.

"Ling'er is right, you're like someone who just graduated and has to go back to school to repeat a course."

Zhao Lei clutched his chest.

"I'm just expressing my trust in the security program."

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "You can trust the project, but don't trust your own words."

Zhao Lei: "..."

The comments section erupted in laughter.

"Hahaha, don't trust your own words!"

Zhao Lei: What could a wind chime possibly have to do with anything? Director: Please shut up.

"Teacher Ling'er's Safety Tip for Today: Zhao Lei's Verbal Risks Are Rising."

"The woodworking section has such a comfortable pace; yesterday it was a small wooden box, today it's a wind chime."

"Don't relax, Ling'er can probably figure something out by looking at the wind chimes."

Master Lu was amused as well.

He picked up a thin piece of wood and demonstrated it to the children.

"Making wind chimes isn't just about hanging up pieces of wood randomly."

"Wood varies in weight, rope in length, and the sound varies depending on where it is hung."

"Listen."

As he spoke, he gently touched the finished sample with his finger.

Ding.

A very soft, clear sound came out.

Zhao Mengmeng's eyes lit up.

"It sounds great!"

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded as well.

"Like a little bell talking."

Chen Doudou listened attentively for a long time, then asked, "Will it remind me to eat?"

Lin Jia: "..."

Chen Hao laughed so hard he rubbed his forehead.

"You can hang it next to the dining table."

Chen Doudou's eyes lit up immediately.

"Then it will be useful."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"If it rings before every meal, then it's definitely useful."

Zhao Lei immediately chimed in: "DouDou's wind chime has a very clear purpose: a meal bell."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"This summary is correct."

Zhao Lei instantly perked up.

"I got my first point today!"

Bai Sisi laughed and said, "Don't get too excited, the glue isn't dry yet."

Master Lu distributed the materials to everyone.

Each family group has a few pieces of wood, two small sticks, a string of thin rope, and a few bells.

Zhao Mengmeng chose light-colored wood chips and said she wanted to make a wind chime that looked like a little rabbit's ears.

Zhou Xiaoyu chose the lightest color and said she wanted to draw little flowers on it.

After looking around for a long time, Chen Doudou finally picked the biggest piece.

Lin Jia asked, "Why take the biggest one?"

Chen Doudou answered seriously: "A loud voice should also be loud, so it's not easy to miss when eating."

Everyone: "..."

Shen Ling'er glanced at it and nodded.

"That's a good idea, but a large piece of wood doesn't necessarily make a louder noise."

Chen Doudou was stunned.

Why?

Shen Ling'er picked up the piece of wood and tapped it gently.

The sound was a bit muffled.

She picked up a thinner, smaller piece of wood next to her and tapped it.

The sound was actually much crisper.

"You see, big doesn't necessarily mean loud."

"This piece is too big and thick; the sound is absorbed by the wood itself when you tap it."

"This smaller, thinner piece will vibrate more and produce a louder sound."

Chen Doudou seemed to understand but not quite.

"Then I want one that makes a sound."

Shen Ling'er handed him the small piece of wood.

"This is suitable for a meal bell."

Chen Doudou was immediately satisfied.

"Thank you, Ling'er."

Zhao Lei looked on in shock.

"Teacher Ling'er, you can even tell the difference between the sound of a piece of wood now?"

Shen Ling'er looked up at him.

"This isn't something you hear, it's something you knock out."

"Whether something will make a sound or not, we'll know once we make it make a sound."

Zhao Lei remained silent for two seconds.

"It sounds simple."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Because it's simple to begin with."

She paused for a moment, then added, "It's just that many people don't try; they guess first."

"After guessing, I still have a lot of confidence in myself."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi laughed out loud.

"Is she talking about you again?"

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "This time there are many people, not just him."

Zhao Lei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, it wasn't a single person being called out."

Shen Ling'er glanced at him.

"But you are more obvious."

Zhao Lei: "..."

The screen was immediately flooded with comments.

"Hahaha, you're the obvious one!"

"Teacher Ling'er's speech is becoming more and more complete, but its destructive power is also increasing."

"It's not that I heard it, it's that I typed it out; that's such a simple statement."

"The sound of the large wooden chip being absorbed by the wood itself—even I, a layman, can understand this explanation."

"DouDou's Meal Bell Project has been officially launched."

Master Lu stood to the side, his eyes revealing that familiar appreciation from yesterday.

He smiled and said, "The child is right."

"When making wind chimes, the choice of wood is very important."

"It's not about being the biggest or the prettiest; it's about whether it can make a loud sound."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"A pretty thing that doesn't make a sound is just a decoration."

Master Lu laughed and said, "Yes, the wind chimes still need to make a sound first."

Production has officially begun.

The children first drew patterns on the wooden pieces.

Zhao Mengmeng drew a little rabbit.

Zhou Xiaoyu drew a few small flowers.

Chen Doudou carefully drew a chicken leg.

Moreover, he drew this time even more carefully than the chicken leg on the wooden sign yesterday, even drawing the chicken leg bone.

Chen Hao was both amused and exasperated.

"Your understanding of chicken drumsticks is getting deeper and deeper."

Chen Doudou nodded.

"Because I observe frequently."

Shen Ling'er glanced at it.

"What he said is true."

Lin Jia: "..."

Zhao Lei couldn't stop laughing.

"DouDou is a player who has accumulated experience over a long period of time in the food industry."

Shen Ling'er did not draw any complicated patterns.

She only drew a few very thin lines on the edge of the wood chip and a small circle in the middle.

Yang Mi lowered his head and asked, "Ling'er, what is this?"

Shen Ling'er said, "When you let it spin, you can see if it's tilted."

Yang Mi was slightly taken aback.

"Does the angle of a wind chime matter?"

Shen Ling'er nodded seriously.

"If the wooden chips are hung crookedly, when the wind blows, they will only hit one side."

"If you only hit it to one side, the sound will be chaotic, and the rope will break easily."

"Draw a few lines, and you can see if it keeps veering off course when it rotates."

Zhao Lei came closer again.

"Teacher Ling'er, are you this meticulous even when making a wind chime?"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"The wind chimes hang by the window, and they may stay there for a long time."

"If you're careless when you're doing it, you'll only annoy yourself by the constant noise it makes later on."

Zhao Lei opened his mouth, then finally nodded.

"This principle is very practical."

Master Lu was delighted to hear this.

"Yes, that's how it is with craftsmanship."

"Putting in a little more effort when making it will save you a lot of trouble when using it."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Saving trouble doesn't mean being lazy at the beginning, it means having less rework later."

Master Lu clapped his hands.

"That's well said!"

The barrage of comments intensified again.

"Saving trouble doesn't mean being lazy at the beginning, it means less rework later. I've got that in mind."

"Ling'er treats making wind chimes like an engineering project."

"She wasn't trying to be profound; every word she spoke focused on how to use things."

"Master Lu is treating her like a junior colleague now."

"Mr. Shen only occasionally repairs chairs, but how much stuff did he actually show her?"

After Shen Ling'er finished drawing the wooden pieces, she began to thread the rope.

Zhao Lei is having problems again.

After hanging up a few pieces of wood, he picked it up and saw that the wind chime was obviously tilted to one side.

Zhao Lei fell silent.

Bai Sisi glanced at it, suppressing a laugh, and asked, "Did you design this look?"

Zhao Lei stubbornly insisted, "It might be modern art."

Shen Ling'er walked over and looked at it for two seconds.

"It's not art, it's that the focus is off."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Shen Ling'er pointed to the leftmost piece of wood.

"You've hung two thick pieces here, and the ones on the right are all thin, so of course it will lean to the left."

"Moreover, the knots you tied on the rope were not in the same place. The left side was shorter and the right side was longer. The weight was uneven and the length was uneven. It was hard for it not to be crooked."

Zhao Lei looked down for a while.

"What should we do then?"

Shen Ling'er said, "First, separate the thick ones from the thin ones."

"Don't put all the thick ones on one side; put one on each side."

"Measure the rope lengths beforehand; don't rely on your eyes."

"Your eyesight isn't very good."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi laughed so hard she bent over.

She even added a sentence.

Zhao Lei said helplessly, "Teacher Ling'er, do I have very low credibility with your eyes?"

Shen Ling'er thought about it seriously.

"It's not very low, it's unstable."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Master Lu smiled so much that his eyes narrowed.

"This child is taught well."

"Wind chimes require balance; the weight must be even, and the rope length must also be even."

"It was just a little bit off, almost off course."

Zhao Lei obediently disassembled the wooden pieces and rearranged them according to Shen Ling'er's instructions.

This time, the wind chimes were indeed no longer tilted so drastically.

He picked it up and shook it.

Ding ding.

The sound wasn't particularly clear, but at least it was loud enough.

Zhao Lei looked at Shen Ling'er with anticipation.

"And this time?"

Shen Ling'er glanced at it.

"It makes a sound."

Zhao Lei's eyes lit up.

"Is it at the same level of usability as yesterday?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"almost."

Zhao Lei immediately straightened his back.

"Dear viewers, today I've evolved from being functional to being able to make a sound!"

Bai Sisi couldn't stop laughing.

"Your evolutionary path is quite simple."

Shen Ling'er added, "It's better to make a sound than to make a mess."

Zhao Lei: "..."

He thought about it and actually felt that the sentence could be considered a compliment.

I accept.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Zhao Lei's achievement today: He can make a sound."

"From fixed-risk points to low-risk craftspeople, and then to wind chime makers."

"Teacher Ling'er's evaluation system is too stable; it's usable first, then it makes a difference."

"She was really patient with Zhao Lei, but she was still sharp-tongued."

After the wind chimes were finished, Master Lu asked everyone to hang them on the wooden frame in the yard.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

The little rabbit wind chime swayed gently.

The little flower wind chime makes a very soft sound.

Chen Doudou's chicken leg wind chime had the loudest sound because Shen Ling'er helped him choose the wood piece that would make the loudest noise.

Chen Doudou stood below, listening with great satisfaction.

"It really felt like it was calling me to dinner."

Lin Jia smiled helplessly, "You don't have to listen to it now, but you still know to eat."

Chen Doudou said earnestly, "But it reminds us in a more formal way."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Rituals can be useful sometimes."

Zhao Lei looked at his wind chimes.

His wind chimes swayed twice, making a slightly chaotic sound.

Zhao Lei frowned.

Why does this sound like I'm still half asleep?

Shen Ling'er glanced at it.

"Because your last rope was still a little short."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi smiled and patted him.

"It's okay, just like you."

Shen Ling'er added earnestly, "Yes, her voice is very distinctive."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

Is that considered a compliment?

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Just a little bit."

Zhao Lei immediately agreed.

"Just a little bit is fine."

Master Lu looked at the row of small wind chimes in the yard, a deep smile on his face.

"You see, things made from wood don't necessarily have to be expensive or complicated."

"If it can be hung up, if it can be rustled in the wind, and if the children want to listen, then that's good enough."

Shen Ling'er looked at her wind chimes.

Her wooden pieces spun very steadily, making a soft but clear sound.

She reached out and touched it gently.

Ding.

The sound was short, but clean.

Master Lu looked at her.

"Little friend, you've adjusted it quite well."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Because it can't be too noisy."

Zhao Lei immediately became alert.

"Teacher Ling'er, are you hinting at something?"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You don't need to be so sensitive."

Zhao Lei just breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Ling'er added another sentence.

"This time it's explicit."

Zhao Lei: "..."

The whole audience burst into laughter.

The comments section was flooded with messages.

"Hahaha, this time it's a direct hint!"

"Zhao Lei has developed a conditioned reflex to the word 'too noisy'."

"Ling'er's wind chimes can't be too noisy, Zhao Lei: I feel like I'm being targeted."

"This episode was really lighthearted and funny."

"She was talking about sound, weight, rope length, and center of gravity; it was like a mini physics lesson."

"The audience was shocked but not tense; the pacing was comfortable."

Before lunch, Master Lu suddenly asked his apprentice to bring out a very small old wooden table.

The table is shorter than a regular coffee table and looks quite old. The corners are worn smooth and shiny, and there are a few shallow dents on the edge of the tabletop.

As soon as Zhao Lei saw the old object, he immediately lowered his voice.

"Master Lu is going to give us another question today."

Master Lu smiled and waved his hand.

"This doesn't count as setting a question."

"This is the little table my granddaughter used when she was little."

"Now that she's grown up, she doesn't need it anymore. I'm thinking of fixing it up and putting it in the workshop for the children who come to play."

Zhao Mengmeng looked at the small table.

"It's so cute."

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded as well.

"Like a child's table."

Chen Doudou asked, "Can we eat up there?"

Master Lu laughed heartily and said, "Of course."

Chen Doudou immediately became serious.

"Then it's very important."

Shen Ling'er also walked over and looked at the small table.

She didn't touch the tabletop; instead, she squatted down and looked at the four table legs.

Master Lu asked with a smile, "What have you figured out this time?"

Shen Ling'er said, "Its left hind leg was repaired before."

Master Lu was taken aback.

Zhao Lei sat up straight instantly.

Which one?

Shen Ling'er pointed to the table leg to the left rear.

"This one."

"The color is slightly different from the other three, and the wear on the bottom is also different."

"The other three marks were gradually worn down by the child sitting on them. The marks on the bottom of this one are newer and have a straight angle, as if they were sanded down after it was repaired."

Master Lu's expression changed instantly.

He squatted down, touched the table leg, and sighed with a smile.

"right."

"This leg was replaced later."

"When my granddaughter was little, she was sitting on the edge of the table and kicked it, cracking it."

"I couldn't bear to replace the whole thing, so I just added a section."

Zhao Lei listened with a look of complete admiration.

"You can tell from that?"

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "No matter how you use the table every day, it will leave marks."

"You can tell where a child puts their feet when they sit at a table, and whether they kick the table legs, over time."

"There are also wear marks on the inside of the two legs in front of this table, which means that the children who used to sit here were not very well-behaved and often dangled their feet."

Master Lu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"My granddaughter couldn't sit still when she was little. She could write for two minutes and then swing her legs for half a day."

Zhao Lei looked at the camera.

"Dear viewers, Teacher Ling'er is looking at the small table and by the way, she recreated the sitting posture of Master Lu's granddaughter when she was a child."

Shen Ling'er frowned.

"Don't make it sound like you're investigating a case."

Zhao Lei immediately changed his tune.

"Understand usage habits."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"That's fine."

The live chat instantly became lively.

"The table legs are so thin, they mimic a child swinging their legs!"

"She really always looks at how things are used first."

"The marks left on a table every day, no matter how it's used, are the same logic as the saying 'wood doesn't lie'."

"Master Lu is smiling so happily, it suddenly reminds me of my granddaughter when she was little."

"Ling'er doesn't just analyze things coldly; she can see the people behind them."

Master Lu touched the small table, his eyes softening considerably.

"I was originally thinking of scraping the tabletop again and applying a new layer of oil."

Shen Ling'er shook her head upon hearing this.

"Don't cut off the entire desktop."

Master Lu asked, "Why?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to a few shallow engravings on the edge of the table.

"There are a few lines here, they're not broken."

"It's like when kids used to scribble randomly with a pen or a knife."

"If you scrape it all off, the table will look new, but you won't be able to tell who used it before."

"You can smooth out the burrs to make it less prickly, but don't remove all the marks."

After listening, Master Lu remained silent for a while.

He reached out and touched the faint marks on the table, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

"These marks were indeed made by my granddaughter when she was little."

"I even scolded her back then, saying she didn't cherish things."

Shen Ling'er looked at the small table and said seriously, "At that time, she probably just thought it was fun to leave her own lines on the table."

"Sometimes children don't break things on purpose; they just don't know what they can scratch and what they can't."

"When you're fixing it, just fix the dangerous parts. You can leave the rest of the wires."

Master Lu looked at her, and his eyes welled up with tears again.

"You silly child..."

He smiled and shook his head.

"You don't look your age at all."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"She could use a table when she was five years old."

Master Lu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

"Yes, even at five years old, they could use a table."

Zhao Lei stood to the side, unusually refraining from interrupting.

After a long while, he whispered to Bai Sisi, "Every time she looks at old objects, it seems like she's not looking at the wood, but at the people."

Bai Sisi nodded gently.

That's why it's so moving.

Yang Mi looked at Shen Ling'er with incredibly soft eyes.

She suddenly remembered that when Shen Fei was fixing things at home, Ling'er always liked to squat down and watch.

At the time, she thought her daughter was just curious.

Only now do I realize that she truly remembered everything about those things: how they broke, how they were used, and how they were cherished.

The comments section also gradually changed.

"This part made me want to cry."

"The small table isn't expensive, but it was used by Master Lu's granddaughter when she was little, so every mark on it has meaning."

"Ling'er is absolutely right. We can fix the dangerous parts and keep the rest of the wires."

"She's not just good at criticizing people; she really knows how to cherish things."

"The slower pace in this episode actually made her even more impressive."

Lunchtime.

The production crew still set up tables in the courtyard.

Today's dishes included an extra braised pork rib dish and a plate of fried lotus root slices, compared to yesterday's.

Chen Doudou's eyes lit up as soon as she sat down at the table.

"We have pork ribs today!"

Lin Jia couldn't help but laugh.

"You don't need to shout like you've discovered a treasure."

Shen Ling'er glanced at the table.

"The ribs on the left are stewed even more tender."

Chen Doudou immediately asked, "Why?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to the soup on the edge of the plate.

"The broth in that dish was thicker, and the meat around the bones shrank more noticeably, which means it was stewed for a longer time."

"Your teeth haven't all fallen out yet, so it's easier for you to eat soft foods."

Chen Doudou looked at her with emotion.

"Ling'er, you are so kind."

Shen Ling'er nodded slightly.

"I just hope you don't take your time eating and block other people from picking up food."

Chen Doudou: "..."

Zhao Lei laughed so hard he had to hold onto the table for support.

"The concern is genuine, but so is the disdain."

Bai Sisi placed a piece of lotus root cake on Zhao Mengmeng's plate.

Zhao Mengmeng took a bite, her eyes shining.

"tasty."

Shen Ling'er also took a bite and gave a serious evaluation.

"That's fine."

The director immediately looked at the assistant director.

The assistant director had already skillfully bent down to take notes.

[The woodworking workshop fried lotus root cakes, gaining Shen Ling'er's approval.]

Zhao Lei saw this and couldn't help but complain.

"Assistant Director, is this memo a record of the program, or Teacher Ling'er's food ranking?"

The assistant director remained expressionless.

"Both."

The director nodded.

"It has reference value."

Shen Ling'er glanced at them.

"This time it is indeed of reference value."

The director's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"In the future, we will arrange cooking experience sessions. If the food is not good, everyone will be too tired in the afternoon."

"The food is delicious, the kids can sit still, and the adults complain less."

"The show will go more smoothly then."

The director paused for two seconds, then nodded solemnly.

"you're right."

Zhao Lei looked at the camera.

"Dear viewers, Teacher Ling'er has once again proven that the underlying logic of program management is food and beverage supply."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"You did alright this time."

Zhao Lei was instantly satisfied.

"I can make it sound today, and I can say it correctly."

Bai Sisi smiled and said, "You look really good today."

Chen Hao picked up the soup bowl and remarked, "These past two days of woodworking have been really enjoyable."

Zhou Chen nodded.

"When you slow down, you can see the children's personalities more clearly."

Zhao Mengmeng held onto her little rabbit wind chime, reluctant to put it down.

Zhou Xiaoyu looked down at the small wooden sign and gently touched its edge.

Chen Doudou ate her ribs while placing the chicken leg wind chime beside her, as if guarding something important.

Shen Ling'er sat next to Yang Mi, eating very attentively.

She didn't see anything else that was earth-shattering.

I just occasionally remind Zhao Lei not to put the soup bowl too close to the side.

Remind Chen Doudou to spit out the bones from the ribs.

Remind Zhao Mengmeng not to let the wind chime string get tangled in the chopsticks.

They were all very small things.

But the viewers in the live stream were extremely satisfied.

"This is the slow pace that family-oriented variety shows should have."

"Ling'er is so cute when she eats quietly."

"She's not always trying to blow up the atmosphere; she's just always keeping a close eye on her surroundings."

"No major events happened today, but I was constantly struck by her small details."

"Shen Fei may not show up, but you can see traces of his teaching everywhere."

In the afternoon, the production team finished filming at the woodworking workshop.

Master Lu escorted everyone to the door.

Zhao Mengmeng and Zhou Xiaoyu were both very reluctant to part with him.

Chen Doudou asked earnestly, "Grandpa Lu, will there be spare ribs next time?"

Master Lu laughed heartily.

"Yes, Grandpa will prepare it for you again next time you come."

Chen Doudou was immediately happy.

"Then I'll come again."

Master Lu then looked at Shen Ling'er.

"Little friend, you can come and play whenever you have time in the future."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Can."

She thought for a moment and added, "When you're fixing that little table, you can put some cork under the legs."

"From now on, when children sit and swing their legs, the noise will be less, and they won't be as prone to cracking."

Master Lu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll remember."

Zhao Lei sighed from the side.

"Teacher Ling'er even gave after-sales advice before she left."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"If you're going to use something for a long time, you'll naturally have to think about its future use."

Zhao Lei nodded.

"Yes, long-term maintenance awareness."

Shen Ling'er said with satisfaction, "That's a good sentence."

Zhao Lei immediately straightened his chest.

Bai Sisi smiled helplessly.

"You're really trying to build up your reputation right now."

Zhao Lei was very serious.

"This is called a growth record."

On the way back to the hotel.

Several children were holding their own artwork.

Bai Sisi carefully put Zhao Mengmeng's wind chimes into the bag.

Zhou Xiaoyu kept touching her little wooden plaque.

Chen Doudou hugged the chicken leg wind chime and listened to it all the way. Finally, she got sleepy and fell asleep in Lin Jia's arms.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Lei whispered, "The meal bell has turned into a lullaby."

Shen Ling'er glanced at it.

"This means the sound isn't loud."

Zhao Lei nodded.

"This wind chime is a success."

Shen Ling'er leaned against Yang Mi, holding her own round wind chime in her hand.

Yang Mi asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"Not too tired."

"No running around or watching out for bad guys today, it's quite an easy day."

The people in the car fell silent.

Zhao Lei wanted to reply, but after opening his mouth, he swallowed his words back.

Bai Sisi glanced at him, somewhat surprised.

Shen Ling'er also looked at him.

Why didn't you say anything this time?

Zhao Lei said seriously, "I don't think I need to respond to that."

Shen Ling'er looked at him for two seconds and nodded.

"You're actually a bit smarter today."

Zhao Lei's eyes lit up instantly, but this time, he didn't shout it out; he just nodded vigorously.

Bai Sisi smiled very gently.

"The progress is indeed significant."

Outside the car window, the city slowly receded into the distance.

The courtyard of the woodworking workshop, the scent of wood, the sound of wind chimes, and Master Lu's small table were all captured in the lens.

That evening.

It's trending again.

#Shen Ling'er focuses on the center when making wind chimes#

#Shen Ling'er says saving trouble doesn't mean being lazy from the start#

#Shen Ling'er figured out who had used the small table#

#Chen Doudou Chicken Leg Rice Bell#

#Zhao Lei's Achievements Today Will Resonate#

The comments from netizens were much milder than a few days ago, but there were still just as many.

"Today's episode was so relaxing and entertaining, but Ling'er's talent still couldn't be hidden."

"She looked at the small table so closely that she could tell from the wear marks on the table legs that Master Lu's granddaughter used to have wobbly legs when she was little. I'm really impressed."

"The wind chime part is the same; the weight, rope length, center of gravity, and sound are all explained clearly."

"Zhao Lei's achievements today are hilarious, it's making me laugh."

"I want one of DouDou's meal bells too."

"Shen Ling'er's greatest strength is that she can explain complex things in a very simple way, so that even children and the audience can understand them."

"The person behind the scenes doesn't need to show up; they've already played the part."

The hotel room.

Shen Ling'er hung the round wind chime by the window.

The evening breeze gently seeped in through the cracks in the window.

The piece of wood touched it.

Ding.

The sound was very soft.

Yang Mi asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Well enough."

Yang Mi patted her little head.

"Are you happy today?"