I'm a sophomore in college, what the heck is this "male god cultivation system"?

Chapter 43 Speaking the truth while drunk
Compared to those drunkards who went on a rampage, Zheng Feng's personality was relatively "docile" when he was drunk.

The only problem is that he talks a lot and often uses unclear words.

Chen Yan tried to carefully discern what the other person was saying, but could only hear things like "What should I do?" and "They're all laughing at me."

As for the remaining words, most of them were spoken in a rural dialect that Chen Yan couldn't understand.

The only thing that didn't bother Chen Yan so much was that when he asked Zheng Feng where his home was, Zheng Feng paused for a few seconds before finally giving him the same address.

This address also surprised Chen Yan somewhat.

Although Chen Yan knew that Zheng Feng also lived in this community, he only found out today that the two of them lived in the same building, and were even only one floor apart.

Chen Yan lives on the 7th floor, and Zheng Feng lives on the 9th floor.

……

"Ding."

The elevator doors opened, and Chen Yan took a deep breath before helping Zheng Feng towards room 902.
"Knock knock knock." A gentle knock was made on the door, and after about two or three seconds, footsteps were heard inside.

The footsteps grew clearer as they approached, then stopped abruptly behind the door.

The next second, the door was opened.

When Chen Yan saw the woman's appearance clearly, he suddenly understood why Zheng Feng looked so pale.

The woman had a dignified and elegant face, giving off a sophisticated and poised aura. She was also tall and slender, and although she wore a very conservative black nightgown, it couldn't conceal her graceful curves.

With ample breasts, a slender waist, plump hips, and long legs, the four elements combined in one person exude a strong mature and sophisticated aura. At the same time, for some reason, there is also a faint maternal feeling between her brows that Chen Yan can't help but notice.

In terms of seniority, this woman was far too authoritative.

With the auto-aiming activated, Chen Yan didn't know where to aim for for a moment, so he simply looked up and stared directly at the other person, saying, "Is this your sister-in-law? I just ran into Brother Feng at the entrance of the community. He was drunk, and I was worried something might happen, so I brought him up here."

As he spoke, Chen Yan carefully changed his posture to make it easier for Wen Ya to support Zheng Feng.

"Thank you so much, you've really gone to so much trouble today." Wen Ya said gently, her voice filled with obvious gratitude, "Come visit us sometime."

"Okay, I'll be going now." After saying this politely, Chen Yan turned around and took the elevator back to the seventh floor.

……

the other side.

Wenya looked at her drunk husband and helped him up, while sighing helplessly.

Zheng Feng has been getting drunk far too often lately.

During this period, Zheng Feng would occasionally go out to eat and play cards with those so-called "fellow villagers and friends." At first, Wen Ya didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that her husband was just trying to relieve his psychological pressure.

But lately he's been coming home drunk every day, it's not like he's behaving properly.

"I need to have a good talk with him when he wakes up tomorrow." Wen Ya carefully settled Zheng Feng into bed and was about to go out to make some hangover soup when Zheng Feng suddenly grabbed her.

"What's wrong?" "I'm a good-for-nothing." Zheng Feng's voice was low, his tone filled with obvious despondency and self-abandonment. "I... I'm not even worthy of being called a man... Those people from my hometown... they're all saying I'll be childless sooner or later..."

Zheng Feng's voice was muffled and his speech was intermittent, mixed with a lot of rural dialect.

But after being married for many years, Wenya quickly understood Zheng Feng's meaning through his ambiguous words, and even sorted out some of her thoughts.

"It's alright, the doctor said your health isn't serious. Just take your medicine and you'll be fine. We'll have our own child," Wenya said softly, reassuring her.
"Did your fellow villagers say something to you? Don't pay attention to them. Just live your own lives well. Not having children is not a big deal. Many young people these days don't plan to have children either."

After offering this comforting remark, Zheng Feng unconsciously loosened his grip and soon began to snore.

Wenya looked at her husband, who was snoring loudly, her face slightly pale, and her eyes filled with worry and complexity.

……

Chen Yan was unaware of what had happened at Zheng Feng's house, and for the next few days, his life continued as usual.

On the 3rd, he went hiking in Tangshan with Shen Dong, Kang Le, and Lin Zhixi. However, it was more like the three of them helped Kang Le take photos and check in at the mountain.

Chen Yan, number 4, went to the library of Jianghai University and could only say that the gap between a 985 university and a first-tier university is really huge.

Time flew by and it was the 5th. The training institution that Chen Yan had chosen finally opened. It took about ten minutes by bus to reach his destination.

【Time Artist】This training institution is not located in a remote area, but the sign hanging outside the building is really inconspicuous.

If it were passersby, they probably wouldn't even notice that there was a vocal training institution here.

'Can these banners really serve their advertising purpose?' Chen Yan still had some doubts about this, but since he was already here, he might as well go up and take a look.

With this thought in mind, Chen Yan quickly went up to the second floor.

Although it looked rather unremarkable from the outside, once Chen Yanzhen stepped inside, he felt a sense of "a light at the end of the tunnel".

Looking ahead, the first thing you see is the receptionist playing on her phone and slacking off.

"Hello, I'd like to inquire about one-on-one piano lessons for adults."

Chen Yan felt that his tone of voice was quite mild, at least not aggressive, but the receptionist seemed to be frightened, her hand trembled, and she almost dropped her phone.

"Oh, okay, okay." The receptionist hurriedly opened the tablet, then entered the academic affairs system, and said, "These are all the piano-related teachers here. You can take a look."

The top ones are all children's classes. Chen Yan scrolled down slightly and quickly found a teacher in charge of one-on-one tutoring... Judging from the information on the tablet, she was a woman in her forties with a hairstyle resembling that of a micro-business seller.

As for the teacher's detailed information, while it's not exactly impressive, it's still quite good. He's a teacher at Jianghai Conservatory of Music, so his skill level is at least not bad...

As for the price, it's 800 yuan per class. Chen Yan wasn't sure about the exact price, but it didn't seem expensive.

After all, when he was in high school, some of his classmates went to tutoring classes, and the teachers could charge 700 yuan per hour for one-on-two tutoring. Something like a piano, which is related to "art", would probably be even more expensive.

"Handsome, are you interested in this teacher's class?" Seeing that Chen Yan seemed interested, the receptionist quickly pressed on, "Well, we offer trial classes here. It's four hundred yuan for half an hour. If you decide to buy the course later, you can use this money to buy the course."

(End of this chapter)