After the clinking sound, there was a rhythmic beating of bass drums and the alternating sounds of hi-hats.
Li Yan took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and, listening to the drumming, walked into the basement, which was indeed brightly lit.
Lady Dan sat behind a row of bright red drum sets, wearing a large cap backwards with her long hair tucked under the brim, and her thighs clad in blue jeans occasionally pressed down on the bass drum,
Li Yan leaned against the doorframe without making a sound. However, Lady Dan still stopped drumming, opened her eyes, tilted her head, and gave Li Yan a smirk.
"Keep going, don't mind me."
Li Yan took a sip of his beer and scratched his ear.
Lady Dan heard him, fiddled with her phone a bit, then picked up the drumsticks with practiced ease, and within seconds, the loud sound of electric guitar came from the phone's speaker.
