The village in the city is called Song Village.

The program team selected a snail residence in Song Village.

The owner of the house is Song Siming. He signed up for "Dream Space". He originally had little hope.

After all, my place is just a small and simple house, and it is very difficult to renovate it. But who would have thought that the column team would inform me that it had passed the review. This afternoon, a designer would come to conduct a field investigation and let me cooperate more. If everything goes well, the crew will follow up on the shooting tomorrow.

This is a real surprise.

After Song Siming inherited this house from the old man, it has not changed for almost ten years. He always feels very frustrated when living here, and he feels sorry for his wife and children.

It was a good idea to say that the child was young, but now he is in the first grade. If he said he would not renovate it, how can he live in the future?

As for buying a house, look at the housing prices in this provincial capital. If ordinary people don’t demolish it, how can they afford it?

In fact, there are many situations like Song Siming in Song Village, but none of them want to register, thinking that it is just a waste of time. There is no such good thing as not spending money. Who would have thought that Song Siming would be able to do it?

"This is really ironic."

According to the address, Xu Luo came to the front of the snail residence. He stood here and looked up at a short distance. There were commercial properties rising from the ground.

It is close to you, and the abyss is on the left.

The cold steel buildings divide the entire city into two worlds with huge gaps in wealth.

"Hello, are you designer Xu Luo?"

Amid Xu Luo's secret sigh, Song Siming walked out after hearing the movement, and looked at Xu Luo and couldn't help but go forward and greet him.

"Yes, that's right, I'm Xu Luo, you're Brother Song, right? We used the phone before." Looking at the middle-aged man with his forehead covered with headlines, his skin was dark and his hair was dyed white, Xu Luo smiled and stretched out his hand.

"It's me, it's me!" Song Siming held Xu Luo's hands tightly.

"Brother Song, you know the matter. I will redecorate your house below. Can I go in first?" Xu Luo said straight to the point.

"Of course, I'm really troubled you!"

As he said that, Song Siming led Xu Luo in. But as soon as he entered the house, he showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, rubbed his hands, and said unnaturally: "The home is small and there is no place to stay. Designer Xu, please forgive me."

"It's indeed a little smaller!" Xu Luo's eyes swept away, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He didn't say that he had never seen a snail residence before, but those places were small apartments built by developers, with at least 40 or 50 square meters.

But what about here?

The full plan is only about twenty, not to mention the balance, but the key is that there are all kinds of things piled up inside.

A shabby wooden bed occupies at least one-fifth of the area, and there are two sets of old three-door cabinets in front of the bed.

Next to the cabinet is a rare sewing machine and a table, followed by a narrow kitchen, pots, pans, spoons, tables, chairs, benches.

Although they are all cleaned up in an orderly manner and cannot be said to be dirty and messy, they are definitely not glamorous.

"Brother Song, where is your bathroom?" Xu Luo asked subconsciously.

"Well, there is no separate bathroom at home. If you want to go there, you have to go to the public toilet outside." Song Siming said a little embarrassedly.

So that's the case, and fortunately it's like this.

Otherwise, there would be no way to live here.

"Designer Xu, can I install it at such a big place as my house?" Song Siming asked expectantly.

"Yes, of course I can pretend!"

Xu Luolan, who had already planned something in his heart, said, "Brother Song, don't worry. Since I take on this job, I will definitely do my best to help you. This way, you can tell me your ideas and requirements first. I will try to add it to you when designing it, so that it can save time and avoid communication problems."

"Well, designer Xu, my requirements are actually very simple. One is whether the lighting in the house can be slightly better and the storage area can be increased? Those fancy ones do not need them, but practical ones are only available. As for the rest, you can do it. There are no too many requirements. Who makes the only big place in the house?" Song Siming looked around and said embarrassedly.

It’s just a shabby room, you can’t make a request as a villa.

Song Siming is a honest person.

"Okay, then I'll design it for you. By the way, you can tell me about the structure of the house in my home, such as what material it is, do you know?"

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After writing the notes, Xu Luo stayed here for two hours before leaving.

Not only did he communicate in-depth with Song Siming, he also solicited his wife's opinions, figured out the structure of the entire house, and truly knew it.

"Director Li, I have completed the investigation here. The design plan can be taken out at night and can be photographed tomorrow."

"Xu Luo, are you sure there is no problem?"

"no problem."

"That's good. We'll shoot on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After the negotiations were finalized, seeing that the time was very close to what Xiao Shengnian said, Xu Luo took a taxi to the hotel directly.

I have to say that Yinzhou City is at least the provincial capital, and the hotels here are more grand than the other, and the grade is obviously not low.

Celebrity Club Hall, in the private room on the second floor.

When Xu Luo walked in, he found that Xiao Shengnian had come, and there was a middle-aged man wearing casual clothes, a tough and sharp-eyed look next to him.

After seeing Xu Luo come in, Xiao Shengnian and the man both stood up.

"Mr. Xiao!" Xu Luo took the initiative to say hello.

"Haha, Boss Xu, come on, let me introduce you to Xu Luo, this is Mr. Tan Bingkun, Mr. Tan I told you before. Mr. Tan, this is Mr. Xu who helps us decorate the live broadcast room of the internet celebrity." Xiao Shengnian introduced with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Tan."

"Hello, Boss Xu."

After shaking hands, the three of them took their seats one after another.

"Boss Xu is really talented. He can decorate such a tasteful live broadcast room and win the order for wood carvings of Jinxiu Real Estate. It's so admirable!" Tan Bingkun turned the teacup in front of him, looked at Xu Luo with a gentle look, and said in a kind tone.

"President Tan is polite. I am just in this industry. I can't say that I can't even do my job well, right?" Xu Luo smiled slightly, without the intention of being modest, and replied frankly.

In this era, what is popular is honesty. You hide it and are shy and look down upon it.

"Ha ha!"

Amid the hearty laughter, Tan Bingkun said straight to the point: "Then, Boss Xu, the reason why I asked Shengnian to invite you over is actually to consult about decoration."

"Mr. Tan, please ask." Xu Luo said with a straight face.

"I have seen the live broadcast room you decorate for Lin Qi, which is the kind I like. Recently, I also want to decorate several such rooms. I want to ask, is it said that as long as I make a request for style routes, you can get the work done in the shortest time? And is this shortest time a reference to Lin Qi's week?" Tan Bingkun asked bluntly.

There is something to say, it is clean and neat.

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