Married to the Demon King

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the filming finally started.

Other people's positions and performances have nothing to do with Yu Jiu, he just needs to sit in front of the piano and play the music.

Y. X. d. j.The black suit was delivered by Secretary Hao with the help of Secretary Hao, and it was all tailor-made. After Yu Jiu put it on, he looked noble and proud, and it matched the entire shooting scene.

Sitting behind the camera, Director Deng saw that Yu Jiuzai was really beautiful in the corner of the screen, so he called the music director Han Yina over itching.

"Old Han, go and talk to him, let him have a colder expression, sit up straight, don't focus on playing the piano, and don't move his hands so much!"

"...What kind of piano are you playing without moving your hands?!"

Having said that, Han Yina still knew what Director Deng meant, that she wanted Yu Jiu to stop playing the piano and play an act in conjunction with the short film.

It’s one thing to know, but another thing to be able to do it. Yu Jiu is just an ordinary person who plays the piano, so it’s too much to cooperate with acting.

Han Yina found Yu Jiu while thinking, and conveyed to him Director Deng's meaning.

Yu Jiu: "Colder? Do I have a role too?"

Han Yina said: "You don't have a role, but you can treat yourself as a murderer...or just show the feeling conveyed by the song, that kind of blue flame?"

"Oh!" Yu Jiu suddenly realized: "Okay, then I will do this next time?"

Han Yina leaned over in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you can't do it... Lao Deng won't do anything to you."

After saying that, he winked at Yu Jiu.

Yu Jiu laughed along with him, thinking that Teacher Han is really an interesting and lovely person.

"Okay, I'll do my best!"

The handsome American girl is already in place.

As the camera moves slowly on the slide, the protagonist begins his performance.

The garbage truck passed by, and it was full of plush toys, all of which were spiky.The car stopped, the protagonist climbed up, tore off the soulless dolls one by one, and began to dismember them with the knives around them.

The scissors cut out the eyes, the kitchen knife chopped off the head, and the big hands tore apart the limbs, revealing the poor, pale cotton wool.

The whole process was quiet and eerie, and the performance of the stream of consciousness, accompanied by the cold and silent piano sound, slowly unfolded.

This kind of ghost-like plot is very discordant, but it matches the piano music fans.Yu Jiu played and played, as if being pulled into it by the music, he also felt the coldness and uncontrollable impulse.

It was as if something cold and sticky was wrapped around his neck, making people eager to get rid of it, and impulse and anger gathered together like a tide.

blue flame.

He felt uncomfortable for a long time, it was a familiar feeling, as if it had troubled him countless times a long time ago.

A blood red flashed in front of his eyes.

When the glass jar fell to the ground, there was a clear cracking sound, and the sharp child's voice screamed.

Yu Jiuqiang endured the discomfort and waited until the director called out before stopping his movements.

His part has been played, but there are still two parts of the protagonist to be re-shot.The director, Han Yina, and stylist Liu Ge all surrounded the heroine, and no one noticed him.

Yu Jiu supported Qin to stand up uncomfortably, shaking his head.

Handed a cup of milk tea.

"Well, classmate Yu...do you drink?"

Yu Jiu looked sideways and saw classmate Xiaoxiong.The stature that is enough to look up to, coupled with his cautious expression, is ridiculously inconsistent, but it also makes people relax a lot.

Yu Jiu felt that a lot of depression was spit out.He took the milk tea and thanked him with a smile.

"You played really well just now..." Xiaoxiong sighed, "I practiced for a month, but I still can't grasp the feeling."

Yu Jiu inserted the straw in and took a sip of the sweet drink: "It's okay if you can't catch it, but it's uncomfortable if you catch it."

Little Xiong nodded: "Yes...that sister's acting is so scary, I didn't even dare to watch it just now."

Although Xiao Xiong is so big, he is obviously a kind child who grew up in a greenhouse. It is normal not to understand the angry mood of the song.

As for Yu Jiu, if it weren't for the sufferings he has suffered, he might not be able to play as well as him.

Yu Jiu vaguely remembered something.

When he followed his grandfather to a small county, he didn't seem to go to school right away.

He was immersed in the pain of his mother committing suicide in front of his eyes, and he lived in a daze every day, and this impression was already very blurred.

Later, he gradually improved, and his memory was sealed over time, and only gradually became what he is now.

People's self-protection mechanism is very strong. If Liu Keqiao's father didn't let him tell Mr. Lin about his past, he could hardly remember the specific scene of his mother's suicide.

But the nightmares that had haunted him gradually weakened that terror as time went by, and the recollection of his confiding in him again and again.

Although it was a little uncomfortable just now, after drinking milk tea, Yu Jiu already felt much better.

Yu Jiu thought happily, in a few more years, he would be able to face it completely calmly.

After taking a few more shots, the shooting task was completed.

Director Deng and Han Yina called Yu Jiu and Professor Qiu to have dinner.

Han Yina tugged at Qiu Shengjing's collar: "Old Qiu, let's go! I can't let you come for nothing!"

Professor Qiu: "...you already let me come here for nothing, okay! Am I just for a meal!"

Han Yina finally felt ashamed of her old classmate and Xiao Xiong, the innocent victim. She took Xiao Xiong's arm and greeted him: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, this time I didn't do my job well. Classmate Xiong's basic skills are still good, next time Next time I have the chance, I will definitely choose him first!"

Only then did Qiu Shengjing catch up: "That's about the same."

There were less than ten of them in total, and Director Deng decided to go to a restaurant with a good reputation in the city center.

The restaurant is very high-grade, and the privacy is also done well.Director Deng directly asked for a box on the third floor, and the group walked through the lobby on the first floor to the innermost stairs.

Yu Jiu called Mr. Lin to report to the police before, but now he followed Xiaoxiong and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

It was as if someone was staring at him maliciously.

Yu Jiu turned his head sharply and scanned the lobby, but found no suspicious person.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then followed the team again.

in the box.

Professor Qiu Shengjing drank too much quickly without being persuaded by others.

"You, you don't understand!"

"You don't understand our purity!"

Han Yina: "..."

Professor Qiu patted his stomach: "We classical people must endure loneliness! Only when we can endure loneliness can our hearts be calm! Only then can we be calm! Only then can we truly understand classical music!"

Yu Jiu and Xiaoxiong looked at each other and applauded together.

"Now those little fresh meats are all about something! On the TV...on the mobile phone...even my wife, when I watch a movie with me, I have to go to see something, hiccups, Ouba...one by one...beautiful Do you look like a man!"

"As a result, even, even our classical music has become popular in this kind of evil trend!"

Director Deng kept laughing from below, the American handsome girl only half understood, and Han Yina couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Professor Qiu raised a chopstick and pointed at Yu Jiu: "And this! This!! Look! Is this plausible? It looks like a little boy! It muddies the water of our classical music! It’s fixed! One by one, it’s not fixed! It’s rippling!”

Yu Jiu: "..."

Little Xiong retorted loudly: "Teacher Qiu... how can we have any waves..."

Professor Qiu stared at him sharply: "Not yet rippling?! I saw the love letter you wrote!"

Yu Jiu cough cough cough.

Student Xiaoxiong blushed and stood up abruptly: "No! Really not! Teacher, let's have a drink!"

Professor Qiu was dazed from drinking, and now he would not refuse anyone who came, and he had three cups of white wine with Xiaoxiong.

The dinner table immediately became lively.

When Director Deng saw him, he also poured water on him. After a few rounds, everyone drank a little too much.

As a junior, Yu Jiu was praised and had to drink, so he was a little dizzy at the moment.

But the consciousness is still functioning, not to the point of drinking to pieces.

While everyone was not paying attention, he retreated to the corner of the box and called Lin Cong'an.

"Mr. Lin..."

When Lin Con'an heard his soft and damp voice, the strings in his heart immediately tightened.

"Drank too much?"

Yu Jiu tugged on the neckline: "Well, it's a little...Mr. Lin, are you off work yet?"

The usual serious address, now smells like sugar and feels sticky.

Lin Cong'an's stomach tightened: "I'm off work, and I'll pick you up right away."

"Well...not Xiaotian."

"Okay, so who do you want?"

"want you……"

Lin Cong'an stood up like lightning.

He took a deep breath, and lowered his voice another eight degrees: "Don't worry, I'll be there in a while, what's the number of the box?"

Yu Jiu muttered for a while and then said: "The third floor..."

"Well, then?"

"What...bamboo rhyme?"

Lin Cong'an originally planned to pick him up directly from the company in another hour.

He calculated according to his usual time for socializing, but he didn't know that Professor Qiu pressed the fast-forward button for Yu Jiu's meal. It took less than two hours, and the whole box was kneeling down.

Professor Qiu must have accumulated a lot of resentment in his heart!

Lin Cong'an guessed that the other people might not be in good condition, so he asked Hao Lin to arrange two more cars to pick them up with him.

After making the arrangements, he softened his expression on the phone: "I see, I'll be here right away. Don't run around if you drink too much."

Yu Jiu nodded softly, not knowing that Lin Cong'an couldn't see him nodding, so he nodded a few more times.

Hearing the rustling voice, Lin Cong'an could probably imagine the situation over there, and his heart softened again, so he hung up the phone.

Turning to Hao Shi, his expression returned to his usual coldness: "Clean up, we're leaving now."

Holding the document, Hao Lin said bitterly, "Boss Lin, why don't you leave like this? Miss Yang is still standing outside...so many people outside have no intention of working..."

Lin Cong'an: "No mood to work?"

Hao Lin immediately changed his words: "No, no, it's because I don't want to leave work and want to watch the excitement."

"If you don't work, your salary will be deducted, and if you don't correct it, you will be dismissed. As for Yang Yue, whoever director brings in, he has to be responsible for the reception. Do I need to remind me again?"

Cold sweat broke out on Hao Lin's forehead.

Mr. Lin is a bit talkative these days, he almost forgot how scary he was before.He began to crazily dislike Yang Yue standing outside...

If you don't have a good life, you will come to provoke Mr. Lin. Do you think he has a good temper or something? !

Let’s talk about this back to the afternoon.

Before three o'clock in the afternoon, the director who was related to the house of the fired secretary with red lips brought Yang Yue into the company.

At that time, President Lin was discussing matters with representatives of two joint ventures from foreign countries, so he asked Hao Lin to hang them at the door.

The director seemed to have finished the task by bringing the person in, and ran away cheerfully without any help, leaving Yang Yue standing alone outside Lin's office for punishment.

Even Yang Bingyan, who came to quarrel arrogantly, had never experienced this kind of treatment. It can be seen that Lin always hates Yang Yue.

Sure enough, after talking about the matter, President Lin not only didn't call anyone in, but pretended he didn't know about it, and went back to the office and closed the door, out of sight and out of mind.

Hao Lin always felt that Mr. Lin had changed.

In the past, when he encountered such a thing, he would not be so merciless.

But the outside employees don't think so. As long as he enters and exits Mr. Lin's office, he will be conveyed by various eyes: Secretary Hao?What did Mr. Lin say?Who is this pretty girl?Is it our future boss lady?Pregnant out of wedlock?Running with the ball?Bloody?

Hao Lin scratched his head frantically in his heart: No!Don't guess!Have you guys forgotten the male protagonist in the incident where the CEO drank instant soluble so quickly?

It's a pity that eye contact could not convey accurate information, which caused Hao Lin to struggle all afternoon, and just asked out of nowhere.

This made Boss Lin unhappy.

The more Lin Cong'an thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became. After putting on his suit jacket, he glanced at Hao Lin.

"Have you lost your hair recently?"

Hao Lin's heart tightened!

"No, no! Mr. Lin, you read it wrong! I just changed to a hair growth shampoo recently, and the effect of the adaptation period is not obvious!"

Lin Cong'an let out a hum sound of unknown meaning.

"Don't mind your own business."

Hao Lin: "I know Mr. Lin..."

Before going out, Lin Cong settled his steps.

"Hao Lin."

"Hey!"

"I remember you are the official establishment of the group?"

What does this question mean? !You won't be firing me just because I asked Yang Yue? !Hao Lin's heartbeat was about to pop out of his throat: "Yes..."

"If the Lin Corporation splits up, I won't be the chairman anymore. Do you want to stay in the group, or follow me?"

Hao Lin was dumbfounded.

"The group is splitting up?! I, I..." He quickly reacted: "I will definitely follow you!"

Lin Cong'an twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't talk about it. Do things well."

Hao Lin endured the great excitement: "Okay, okay!"

Pushing open the door, Yang Yue was wearing a white dress, standing in front of the glass door, weak and helpless.

"Cong'an..." She stood up quickly, and called out pitifully, "I have something to tell you..."

Lin Cong'an was in a hurry to pick up Yu Jiu, and even if he wasn't in a hurry, he wouldn't want to waste time watching Yang Yue's performance, and walked past her without changing his face.

The melon-eating employees made a rustling sound of eating melons.

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Fairy: Hey... Boss Lin doesn't eat little white flowers...

Agent J: If you win, you win, I will say that Mr. Lin is not a cheater!

I want to own a second-ring villa: After all, ⑨ is quite cute... By the way, does anyone know who this Yang Yue is?

818 fans: My surname is Yang, a certain daughter of the Yang family, I am also a hen for the grievances of the rich family... But I heard that the Yang family and the Lin family have a good relationship with each other in the previous generation, huh?

Yu Jiu had been to the company before, and he later became popular on the Internet. Of course, these key employees on the [-]th floor knew his identity.But they didn't dare to chew the boss's tongue behind his back, so Lin's marital status has not been completely spread in the group.

Although they eat gossip from the boss, they still hope that the boss has a good character rationally.

Now seeing the little beauty in the white skirt being left out in the cold, they all sent happy expressions.

Yang Yue waited all afternoon, seeing that Lin Cong'an refused to even give her a look, she chased after her in panic: "Cong'an! I really have something to do, this time it's about Yu Jiu!"

The employees felt like they had been hit with a pause button.

For a moment, needles could be heard in the huge office area.

"You," Lin Cong'an turned around, "come with me."

……

in the box.

Professor Qiu grabbed Xiaoxiong's hand: "We classical people...we are not recognized for a while...and we can't admit defeat! Yes, we must persist..."

Bear's eyes straightened: "Hmm..."

Yu Jiu shook his dizzy head, stepped over the bear, and planned to go to the bathroom.

Before going out, he remembered the uncomfortable sight when he first entered the lobby, thought for a while and then turned back to push Xiaoxiong: "Student Xiong, do you go to the toilet?"

Little Bear: "I, I go, we classical people, even if we are not recognized, we still have to go to the bathroom..."

Yu Jiu: "..."

Yu Jiu broke it for a long time before breaking away from Professor Qiu's hand, and went to the bathroom on the third floor with Xiao Xiong.

After filling the water, the little bear went into the cubicle and squatted down.After Yu Jiu washed his hands, he scooped up cold water and rinsed his face, feeling much more refreshed.

He moved closer to the mirror and looked at his own face.

He drank alcohol on his face, and obviously felt fine, but his face was pink, and he couldn't wash it off with water for a long time.

Yu Jiu dug out his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette and waited for Little Bear, took two puffs and then extinguished it, and put a candy in his mouth.

Recently, he has been very effective in quitting smoking. He has kept one cigarette a day, and his addiction is not so great.Keep going, success is just around the corner.

While thinking wildly, he inadvertently glanced at the mirror again.

A person stood abruptly at the door, motionless.

When did you come?Why is there no sound at all?Why don't you come in?

Yu Jiu's mind was dull, and it took him a long time to turn around.

The man was above average in size and appearance, and he was dressed in white casual clothes, which looked very eye-catching.

"Yu Jiu..." His eyes were slender, and there was a bit of resentment in his eyes looking at Yu Jiu.

Yu Jiu was taken aback, the red on his face faded a lot.

"You are……?"

The white clothes giggled twice, did not answer, but said to himself: "What's so good about you...a countryman...poor and white, with just the same looks, with Lin Cong'an's tricks, It turned out to be prostitution...?"

With a stab in Yu Jiu's heart, his face changed instantly.

"Sell yourself... No wonder Cong'an agreed to get married... So it's like this... I tried my best and found countless opportunities, but I never thought that he would be so casual in the end..."

Yu Jiu took two steps back.

This person was obviously drunk, and he knew Mr. Lin and had a close relationship.Even Lin Cong'an's parents didn't know about it, but he actually knew about it.

This made Yu Jiu suddenly feel a little uneasy.

"At first, I thought that a cold-hearted person like Cong'an would not be easily recruited... Who knew that you, a country boy who sells himself, are... quite clever?"

The white clothes took two steps closer, getting closer to Yu Jiu, and the ferocity in his eyes could hardly be hidden.

"...What method did you use? You are nothing more than a poor wretch, an uneducated son of an upstart... Your father escaped from debts, your mother committed suicide, you deserve to go to hell for your sins..."

Yu Jiu had already retreated to the compartment door.

He leaned his back against the door, tilted his head back, and the drunken talker in front of him was still approaching.

He could even smell the alcohol in the other's nose.

"And you...you yourself are not much better...you seem to be sick too? Mental illness? Locked up at home, going crazy every day? Your neighbors, your teachers, the hospitals you went to...all remember you..."

Yu Jiu froze.

The hand that was about to throw the person out just now stopped in mid-air.

"A person like you...a person like you..."

A loud bang.

The man was kicked hard against the wall.

Before Yu Jiu could react, his blunt hand was still in mid-air, and he felt embraced into a warm embrace.

Lin Congan embraced Yu Jiu, with a gloomy face, looking at the man who was lying on the ground and struggling to sit up: "Du Zhou, you are sick."