Just as he was about to slip into sweet slumber and catch up on some much-needed sleep, the familiar thumping noise from upstairs began.
Then came all kinds of string sounds, including the erhu, piano, and even an electric guitar.
Jiang Yan became increasingly infuriated as he listened, and, giving up on sleep, he trudged upstairs, sure enough, to find Jiang Shixu sitting in the music room, mumbling to his phone.
Because of previous experiences, Jiang Yan really couldn't mock the little rascal; he could only hold back his anger and go down to Jiang Li's room.
"This kid, I don't know what's gotten into him these past few days, suddenly doing some live streams or whatever and making a racket in the music room every night. I haven't had a good night's sleep in days. Can't you do something about him?"