Originally they needed to discuss the specific genre today, but because Gu Cheng didn't have a clear idea yet, they could only put these things down for the time being.

The next few people naturally enjoyed a very ordinary home-cooked meal in Gu Cheng's apartment, but Sun Ya's craftsmanship also brought a very comfortable dining experience to everyone.

Even though Yu Qi and Zhang Li have eaten here many times, they can always find that each other's cooking skills are still improving, and they are on par with other restaurants in the past.

After lunch, everyone sat in the living room and enjoyed some tea. It was around two or three o'clock in the afternoon that they finally said goodbye. After seeing off the guests, Gu Cheng also had a rare stretch.

He glanced at Xiao Youyou who was still sleeping, kissed him on the forehead, then collected the pen that Jiang Ran gave to him, and put it in the safe in the study very solemnly. I have to say,

The gift given by the other party this time is really in line with my own wishes. For a literati, a beautifully made pen is like giving a valuable sword to a general.

After sitting in front of the computer for nearly half an hour, Gu Cheng has never figured out what to write in his next book. For other writers, what they often worry about is not knowing what to write.

, as for Gu Cheng, there are too many choices and he doesn’t know which one is the most suitable.

After being in a stalemate for almost an hour or two, he still didn't have a good idea. Gu Cheng simply closed the computer and put these things aside for the time being. And because he had been thinking about the problem for a long time, he felt that his brain was about to explode.

I looked at the sky outside and it was still a long way from getting dark, so I might as well go out for a walk.

After saying hello to Sun Ya, Gu Cheng took his car key to the public parking space in the community. He skillfully started the car's engine and rushed towards the suburbs.

The destination of his trip was the Sunday Club not far away. Although today was Tuesday, according to Haicheng's understanding of his friends, Shang Yan was definitely there at this time, not to mention others.

When he arrived at the door of the Sunday Club, Gu Cheng took a look and passed the hand-painted signboard by Ouyang Tang. Later, Li Lan went out to buy some neon lights and circled them according to the range of the other party's painted fonts. This way, even at night

, as long as you turn on the switch, you can still see the sign flashing with colorful brilliance from a long distance away.

After several gatherings, the Sunday Club has changed a lot from its previous layout. All members regard this place as their other home. They will organize themselves spontaneously and clean up after every gathering.

The garbage generated during the party, and when they see suitable decorations on the road or in the store, they will immediately think of buying one and moving it here to make some decorations for their club.

Take the two huge money trees now placed at the door. Shang Yan stole them from his father's office. I heard that he spent a lot of money to find a professional Feng Shui master to choose the ones that best fit the office Feng Shui.

Money tree.

And compared with before, another area was set aside in the Sunday club, where some fitness equipment that Wang Jun specially moved from his home was placed. In his words, besides entertainment, he should also ensure his health, etc.

Exercising and sweating when you are tired from playing is also a good pastime.

The door of the Sunday club was open at this time, and as Gu Cheng expected, there were still members playing inside, so he put back the keys he had just taken out of the car and walked toward the lobby.

"My sky is cloudy with rain sometimes, and drops of rain fall on the grass in my heart."

Before I walked in, I heard a howl of ghosts and wolves howling in the distance. Shang Yan's electronic keyboard playing ability is definitely relatively superb, and he also plays other instruments very well, but when it comes to singing, it's really a bit awkward.

Tone deaf.

His tone-deafness does not mean that he cannot distinguish the tones due to an ear problem. The main reason is that the muscles around the vocal cords are not fully developed, causing some tones to never sound correctly.

Shang Yan is also aware of his own problems and shortcomings, so he always quietly plays the musical instruments he has learned in his daily life to satisfy his love and yearning for music.

"Can't you be more restrained? Those who know know that you are practicing singing, but those who don't know think that pigs are being slaughtered in this warehouse."

Gu Cheng walked in and interrupted Shang Yan's singing practice. Mainly because when he saw his friend coming over, he subconsciously felt a little ashamed and shy, so he directly turned off the power supply of the instrument and microphone in his hand.

"Go, go, go. Although I don't sing well, you can't let me not have the heart to pursue my dreams. At least I haven't affected others."

After Gu Cheng's gag, Shang Yan has become much thicker-skinned. Anyway, he has been embarrassed by his friends enough times, and he doesn't care about a little more dark history.

"Why doesn't it affect others? Look at our Ms. Li Nan."

Gu Cheng moved his chin in the direction of Li Nan who was sitting on the sofa on one side. He was concentrating on watching the bloody TV series playing on the TV and seemed not to be affected by the noise of Shang Yan at all.

"Hey, she's wearing headphones. Even if I shake the house down, she won't be affected,"

Shang Yan waved his hand nonchalantly, then went to the refrigerator on one side and took out two cans of beer, throwing one to Gu Cheng from a distance. This action also woke up Li Nan on the other side, who raised his head and glanced at it.

Gu Cheng, who didn't know when he arrived, smiled and nodded at the other party, then continued to turn his attention to the TV.

"When did you arrive? Are you alone today? I heard that Wang Jun also came yesterday. He sneaked out to play for two hours while he was at work and then went back?"

Gu Cheng opened the can and poured two mouthfuls of cold beer into his mouth. A comfortable feeling flowed from his throat to his stomach. This beer tasted best when it was cold.

"This kid, yes, he skipped work, but it doesn't matter. His job is just a day job anyway. Ouyang Tang also came in the morning and didn't leave until one or two o'clock in the afternoon. Not long after he left, you

After coming here, I have to say that he is much more diligent in practicing the instrument than we are."
Chapter completed!