Married to the Demon King

Among the many mysterious Yujiu short stories, the one with the most popularity is particularly eloquent.

It is said that Yu Jiu's parents believed in a cult, and when he first became famous, he was tied up and sent to the mountains of the United States to undergo labor reform.

Poor Yu Jiu went through untold hardships and endured appalling punishments, and finally developed a peerless skill, escaped from the prison, and returned to the embrace of the motherland!

This version is written with complex twists and turns, clear details, full of emotion, and tear-jerking...

If it wasn't for Yu Jiu being himself, I would have read the letter almost!

What a mess!

Yu Jiu flipped through it again, and found that it seemed to be a lot of nonsense.And there are quite a few rational netizens. After the craziest night, the enthusiasm has subsided a little.

But Yu Jiu was still a little nervous.

He didn't live a life isolated from the world. He knew everything about his elementary school, junior high school, and high school; in the small county where he lived, everyone on the street knew him.

He often goes to the hospital where his mother used to live.

All of this is transparent. If someone really wants to know, it will definitely not escape everyone's eyes.

He just wants to play the piano...

Yu Jiu was a little anxious, and unconsciously wanted to dig out his trouser pocket.

The cigarette case was in his coat pocket, and the pockets of his housecoat trousers were empty.

Yu Jiu hesitated for a moment, walked through the door, saw that Lin Cong'an was still sleeping, and decided to indulge himself once in a while.

He took a pack of cigarettes and went to the balcony.

There is a combination of small tables and chairs on the balcony. He occasionally smokes here, and there is an ashtray on the table.

The morning wind was refreshing, Yu Jiu took a deep breath and exhaled some stale air.Just as he was about to light a cigarette, he glanced at the ashtray out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly found something beside it.

It was a small bright yellow box with a cute little chubby rubber bird on the top of the box.

Yu Jiu couldn't help poking it twice, and opened the lid, and inside was a box of candies wrapped in colored cellophane.

Yu Jiu hadn't seen this box of candy, and he was the only one at home for the past week, and he didn't even come over for the cooking aunt.

He can guarantee that, just yesterday, there were only ashtrays on this small table.

So, did you bring this back for Mr. Lin after he was on a business trip?Afraid that he would come to the balcony to smoke, so put it here in advance?

Yu Jiu pinched that cute little fat yellow bird, loving it and being full of joy.

How can he be?

What can't he tell Mr. Lin, or let others know?

Yu Jiu bit his lower lip and wanted to post a Weibo directly to explain why he didn't continue to study music.Who knew that when he opened Weibo, he found that just now, an unexpected person spoke for him.

[@音乐会会中孙青V: I hope all netizens don’t delve too deeply into the family affairs of my old friend Yujiu.Neither polite nor decent. ]

It was only after Yu Jiu saw the ID clearly that the three-person group of Zheng Xin and Liu Keqiao played a voice call.

"Xiao Jiu! Did you know? That grandpa who asked you to play Erquan Yingyue in the ward that day!" Liu Keqiao was so excited that his voice almost broke down: "He is Zhong Sunqing!!"

Yu Jiu asked in a daze: "I just saw... so what does he have to do with me?"

"He is an old friend of Teacher Jin Yan! Aren't you a disciple of Teacher Jin? You were raped, and Teacher Jin is not here, so of course he will come out to defend you!"

Yu Jiu listened to their chatter for a long time before he could clarify his thoughts a little bit.

I am a disciple of Teacher Jin, even though I lost contact and Teacher Jin accepted a new student, he still hasn't been expelled.

Even Mr. Jin's old friend came out to defend him when he saw that he was in trouble.

Yu Jiu's paws went numb for a while, and his heart was in a mess. Didn't Teacher Jin blame him?

But back then... Teacher Jin said that he never wanted to see him again!

Yu Jiu really wanted to go to Teacher Jin right now, and rushed to the homepage of Mr. Zhongsun, who was speaking for him, and couldn't wait to send him a private message.

After posting for a long time without responding, Yu Jiu finally came to his senses... really panicked!The old man doesn't necessarily read the private messages, but he has the old man's WeChat!

[Hi Mr. Zhongsun, I am Yu Jiu. ]

He typed two lines of greetings to greet his body, and then he got to the point: [Excuse me, does the old man know the current situation of my mentor, Teacher Jin Yanjin? ]

Grandpa Zhongsun is taking a walk in the hospital garden.

Holding the birdcage in one hand, he urged his son to read him on his cell phone.

"Hey, you are dawdling, why do you cut this one and then that, I can see the green prompt box! Is someone looking for me?"

Zhongsun Wenhua rolled his eyes: "Do you know how many people come to you to quarrel and gossip when you post this on Weibo? I just turned off private messages for you for a long time, and this phone is stuck to me!"

The old man blew his beard and stared: "You also know the card, so you won't buy me a new one!"

Zhongsun Wenhua: "Buy, buy, buy, okay, your little friend sent you a WeChat message... Let me see, yo, it's quite polite, asking you about his mentor's recent situation!"

The old man's eyes widened: "Look, I said that I knew things like a god, and there was something else hidden about what happened back then!"

Zhongsun Wenhua: "Okay, okay, how are you going to answer him?"

The old man: "Let me tell you the truth...Jin Yan is real, she won't be happy sooner or later, but she is going to some island at this time. Just wait and see, when she comes back, don't let her die in a hurry."

The father and son looked at each other, showing the happy smiles of the people who eat melons.

Knowing that Teacher Jin was far away abroad and could not be contacted, Yu Jiu let out a sigh of relief with complicated emotions.

That's fine...he still has games.

When he won the award in the final, he would have the face to meet Mr. Jin.At that time, no matter what you have to say, it's better to talk about it than to act like a baby without getting anything done.

Thinking of this, he felt much better, stuffed the candy into his mouth, and happily folded a thousand paper cranes out of the cellophane that reflected rainbow-colored light.

He loved folding these things as a kid.

At that time, he had nothing to do every day, and he had no friends to play with him. When he was not practicing the piano, he could only sit origami.

The tutor's piano teacher also sympathized with him and gave him a big glass jar.

Every day he folded small things and threw them into this jar. After folding for more than half a year, when the jar was full, the teacher bought him another one.He folded it for more than four years and placed it in a row on the bookshelf in the piano room.

That teacher was a beautiful and gentle female college student, who fulfilled all Yu Jiu's fantasies about his mother in a sense.

The teacher said to him, when you meet someone you like in the future, give him the jar.

Because these are what you spend time and fold by hand a little bit.The time of modern people is precious, so your gift is also precious, and the person who receives the gift will be very happy.

Yu Jiu gave the first jar to the female college student, and the second jar to Teacher Jin Yan.

The remaining jars he intended to give to his parents ended up being smashed.

While folding, Yu Jiu thought, he could fold a box of paper cranes and put them in the box with the yellow rubber bird parked in it—it’s not made of glass, and it won’t break easily even if it is dropped.

Then he can give it to Mr. Lin.

……

"Yu Jiu!" Standing by the door of the small auditorium, Zheng Xin and Liu Keqiao shouted excitedly when they saw Yu Jiu coming with a tall and handsome man from a distance.

Yu Jiu heard the reputation, and waved his hand.

A week has passed and the weather has cooled down again. Even wearing a full suit doesn't feel hot anymore.

In autumn evening, the sky is full of red clouds.

The location of the Qiucheng Music Association is the ruins of the old city. In a quaint European-style low building, there is an extraordinarily spacious auditorium—the place where the ranking and shortlist are announced today.

Because of the live webcast, many staff members came in and out, and there were equipment on the ground that could trip people up.

Yu Jiu followed Liu Keqiao and Zheng Xin to the auditorium, and while reminding them to watch their feet, he introduced, "This is my husband, Lin Cong'an."

Zheng Xin and Liu Keqiao showed expressions of awe at the boss at the same time, and clasped their fists together: "I have admired you for a long time!"

There is no competition today, but for many people, it is more nervous than the competition.

There is a small temporary studio at the back of the auditorium, where the selected contestants will be interviewed.

Whether it is the amateur group, the professional group, or the younger children and their parents, many people cast their sights there.

"Are you confident?" A bluffing boy in a plaid jacket passed by and asked whenever he caught him.

Liu Keqiao was pulled straight by him, and gave him a strange look: "Can I enter if I have confidence?"

Among the three of Yu Jiu and the others, Liu Keqiao is relatively weak in technique, while Zheng Xin is far superior.

Yu Jiu himself must be fine, as long as the game is fair, with so many eyes on him, no one would dare to block him.

Therefore, he was very worried about Liu Keqiao.

There was still nearly an hour before leaving the venue, Zheng Xin gossiped with them: "Do you know what happened to that chubby?"

Yu Jiu hasn't checked social networking sites since Mr. Zhongsun helped him post Weibo to stop netizens from spreading. He was a little curious when he heard the words, so he couldn't help leaning over to listen.

"The Internet these days is really scary. He plays too badly and he is behind you. The comparison is too tragic. The whole thing is a public execution..." Zheng Xin shook his head and said: "When you become popular, someone will start to investigate his level. What entered the semi-finals. Then..."

I also know that everything must have been picked up.

Not to mention that he himself doesn't know what low-key is, but the scene where he and Yu Jiu confronted each other at the door that day and the director rushed to him with the makeup artist was already a stone hammer nailed to the pillar of shame.

"Ephemera Magazine didn't please me this time." Liu Keqiao interjected, "They were almost scolded to death, and later issued an urgent apology, saying that the editor-in-chief's report was not objective enough, and that it brought too many personal emotions... But it’s too late to apologize, the pre-sale of Classical Life has been sold out for three waves!”

However, after the professional group matches were broadcasted in the next two days, Yu Jiu's enthusiasm for them also dropped a lot.

In addition to Meng Changwen and Meng Changwu, there are many truly strong opponents in the professional group.

Yu Jiu and Lin Cong'an read it earnestly for two nights in a row, and memorized half of the notes in the notebook.

All seats in the amateur group are at the rear, while the professional group is in the front.After a while, reporters came in with their cameras on their shoulders, and the live broadcast officially started.

At the beginning, it was a long speech by the leader that made people doze off. After the speech, it was the second leader who gave the speech. Not to mention Yu Jiu, even Lin Cong'an felt a little sleepy.

Under the sweep of the camera, everyone forcibly pulled themselves together, and Yu Jiu pinched Mr. Lin's palm to wake himself up.

After the ranking of the youth group is announced, it becomes the amateur group.

Even though Yu Jiu knew that he had an absolute advantage, he still couldn't help being nervous at this time.Fortunately, he was the first person whose name was reported. After hearing this, he quickly relaxed and looked at Zheng Xin and Liu Keqiao who were sitting next to him.

The professor who read the list spoke slowly, and Zheng Xin's name was dragged out in a long tail.

Well, now that we have both one and two, can we have three?

The moment the professor called out the next name, Liu Keqiao felt the phone vibrate in his trouser pocket.

He took it out and took a look, his face turned pale.

Zheng Xin heard a name he didn't recognize, and while feeling disappointed, he hurriedly comforted him: "Little Qiao, it's okay, it's good to make it to the semi-finals...it doesn't matter if you don't make it..."

"..." Liu Keqiao's mind was completely out of ranking.

He trembled his lips: "I, I have to go. I have to go to the hospital."

Lin Cong'an reached out his hand to stop him: "Don't panic, tell me what's going on?"

Liu Keqiao took a deep breath, ignoring the sights coming from all directions, and the camera moving over out of curiosity: "My dad, my dad is exhausted, I have to go to the hospital immediately."

Yu Jiu's head buzzed, and he stood up subconsciously: "I'll accompany you!"

As Liu Keqiao walked out, he whispered: "You two, stop fighting, you will go up to receive the award and interview later..."

In the middle of speaking, the choking in his throat could not be hidden, and a little bit leaked out.

"I'm eliminated, I can go anywhere."

Yu Jiu turned a deaf ear and followed him closely: "No, we'll go with you..."

Zheng Xin stood where he was, watching Liu Keqiao Yujiu and that Mr. Lin walk out three seats away.

He turned his head to look at the bright stage, then at the dim auditorium, and finally gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

"Wait for me, I'll go too!"

Lin Cong'an had a car and a driver, and he took Liu Keqiao to the hospital he mentioned without delay.Several people trotted along with Liu Keqiao. As soon as they entered the hall beyond the emergency room, they heard a group of people crying hoarsely.

They are all relatives of Liu Keqiao's father.

They squeezed together and occupied most of the corridor. The nurses who were going back and forth almost couldn't get out, they kept shouting to get out of the way, and the scene was chaotic.

Yu Jiu's face turned pale, and he heard the nurse explaining something to the family members, but he couldn't hear those words clearly after they got into his ears.

A sharp female voice was shouting: "Give up treatment? How can you give up treatment! My brother has been lying well for two years, why is he suddenly failing now?"

"Don't give up! Definitely don't give up!!"

"Why did it become like this, we will give you the money, and you should do your best!"

"How could it be meaningless!"

Chaotic memories came one after another, Yu Jiu's body swayed, and was supported by Lin Cong'an from behind.

"What's the matter?" Lin Cong'an grabbed Yu Jiu's hand and felt cold sweat.

He frowned and retreated for a long time, until near the stairwell, those chaotic voices became much quieter.

Lin Cong'an held Yu Jiu in his arms and followed his back.It took a while to hear the person in my arms say in a hoarse voice: "The last time I was in the hospital, I heard Xiao Qiao and his relatives say that if your father wakes up, he will definitely not allow you to practice the piano."

"I should have thought of it then."

Yu Jiu was silent for a while, raised his head, his eyes were moist, but he didn't cry.

"Why don't they let the vegetative go?"

"Torture your loved ones, and torture yourself."

"It doesn't make sense at all."