Married to the Demon King

Sleeping until midnight, Yu Jiu was awakened by the thunder outside the window.

The master bedroom was on the sunny side, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were covered by white gauze curtains. Lin Cong'an didn't have the habit of drawing the blackout curtains, so when the lightning flashed, the room lit up for a moment.

A few seconds later, a heavy muffled sound struck from the sky.

The heavy rain poured down, and he soon lost his sleepiness. He got out of bed lightly, stood in front of the window and looked out.

Thunder and lightning are like demons baring their teeth and claws, but the room is warm and harmonious.

Mr. Lin on the bed slept peacefully, as if those bad things had never happened to him.

Yu Jiu didn't ask, and Mr. Lin didn't say anything, but Yu Jiu knew that he wasn't escaping this time, but just wanted to choose a better time to talk about it, such as after the finals.

Yu Jiu will definitely not waste his mind, pretending that nothing happened, and practice hard.

The mind is hidden in his piano.

Lightning came one after another, and the water curtain connected the sky and the earth. Yu Jiu suddenly turned his head and ran to the piano room. After sitting down, he gently put his hands on the keys.

Liszt - "Dance of Death".

This is Yu Jiu's choice for the final.

Originally, he was better at the light and romantic style of music, even if he played the magnificent tunes, he still gave people a sense of hearty joy.

Teacher Jin once told him that he was born with the ability to perceive happiness, and God rewarded him with food.

But now, he has chosen a heavy piece that he is not good at.

"Dance of Death" is a single-movement work composed by Liszt.

This piece is inspired by a mural that Liszt saw in Italy in his early years - "The Triumph of Death".In the picture, there is a demon with wings behind his back, extending his sickle to the ignorant people.

The picture is absurd and terrifying, directly hitting people's hearts.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred meeting, love parting, nothing to ask for.There are eight sufferings in the world, and there will be helplessness in life.

People can see that when they turn their heads, death is waiting for you not far away.

It opened its scarlet mouth and approached you step by step. You turned and fled, but found that there was nowhere to escape.

Living, suffering, dying, suffering, all kinds of things in the world are like nightmares.

The notes exploded crazily in the piano room, overshadowing the sound of rain and thunder, even waking Lin Con'an from his dream.

Lin Cong'an sat up and touched the empty bed beside him. He didn't know how he could hear the soundproof piano room so far away.He had no choice but to go downstairs, pushed open the door of the piano room and waited for arrest.

Yu Jiu was so immersed in the music that he didn't notice that the door behind him was opened. Once the song was over, he gradually calmed down and recalled the feeling just now.

Ten seconds later, he slowly turned around.

There was a passionate eye contact with Mr. Lin.

"........."

Yu Jiu stood up in panic: "I, I, I just came down!"

After finishing speaking, he put the lid on the violin, "I was woken up by the thunder, Mr. Lin too!"

"No, I was woken up by you." Lin Cong'an didn't show any face, grabbed the man's wrist and pulled it up: "Have you finished playing? Go back to sleep after finishing, do you want to have a good game?"

Yu Jiu walked in an awkward posture: "Why are you more nervous than me?"

"In case you don't perform well and don't win the championship." Lin Cong settled down, "I'm not reconciled."

Both of them were disheveled, but they didn't feel uncomfortable.

Back on the bed, the quilt was pulled up, Yu Jiu felt his feet were a bit cold, and rubbed against each other.

"I can't win the championship, why are you not reconciled?"

"What do you think?" Lin Cong'an stretched out one leg and held down Yu Jiu's wobbling foot: "Sleep."

Yu Jiu smiled and closed his eyes.

After a while, as if he knew that Lin Cong'an was not asleep, he said, "I'm very greedy. I want to win the championship as well as you."

"Mr. Lin, if I don't really get you in my life, I will be very, very unwilling."

So be sure to tell me clearly in person, let's take our time.

Lin Cong'an didn't speak, but stretched out an arm to embrace him.

On the second day, Yu Jiu came to the backstage of the arena energetically.

It rained last night, and the air is very fresh today.

The final was broadcast live. The competition schedule started at [-]:[-] noon and ended at [-]:[-] pm. The ranking was decided after discussion by the organizing committee, and the award ceremony was held at [-]:[-] pm that night.

The director was changed, and the contestants followed him through the process, stepping up to the stage one by one, bowing, sitting down, and walking down again.

Zheng Xin leaned over tremblingly: "Damn, why did the temperature suddenly drop so much today?"

"It rained yesterday." Yu Jiu met his palms: "Where is your coat, find it and put it on, you can't do this, your hands are numb."

Zheng Xin knew it too, so he made a phone call. After a while, the director said to leave first, and Yu Jiu accompanied him to the auditorium outside to find his parents to get clothes.

It was still early, neither the audience nor the media had entered the arena, and the audience was full of parents, relatives and friends of the contestants.

Zheng Xin waved from a distance, "Dad, Mom—" and ran towards a middle-aged couple.

Yu Jiu slowly followed behind.

Zheng Xin's father is indeed a capable man who turned from an elementary school teacher to a Sanda coach. He has a gentle face but a fierce temperament. He hides a knife when he smiles.

His mother looks very gentle, like a typical mother figure.

Zheng Xin was put on a thick coat by his mother, and said something back and forth. His father raised his hand and greeted him on the head: "Frizzled."

When Yu Jiu came closer, Zheng Xin patted his father: "Dad, you know this, Yu Jiu!"

Father Zheng stretched out both hands, quickly switched his attitude towards the elementary school students, and said enthusiastically: "Yu Jiu, the one who is particularly outstanding, our Zheng Xin is not bothering you, right?"

Yu Jiu was flattered and said no, and Zheng’s mother quickly poured some hot tea out of the thermos: “Come and drink some mangosteen tea, it’s sweet, the temperature has dropped suddenly today, I think you’re not dressed too thickly... drink some tea to warm you up warm."

With the lid of the pink thermos stuffed into his hand, and being greeted by two very ordinary and enthusiastic parents, Yu Jiu answered one sentence at a time and one sentence at a time, and his mind was almost overwhelmed.

It was a warm feeling, which made him a little envious.

After finishing his speech, he stood up and scanned around, trying to find out where Mr. Lin had gone.

Mother Zheng: "That's right, Xiaoyu, isn't your family here?"

Yu Jiu hadn't seen it since just now: "Well...the one who came with me...ah, here it is."

Mr. Lin came in from the entrance.

Yu Jiu greeted Zheng's father and mother, and walked towards the door, only to see that Mr. Lin came in not alone.

He brought a group of people behind him.

Grandma Liu was carrying the bag, Xu Jiajia was leading the younger sister, a female college student working in the store, Uncle Cheng, Liu Keqiao, Lou Xiaochuan and a man he didn't know.

Yu Jiu's footsteps paused, his throat was a little choked, and he realized that this was not over yet.

Mr. Zhong Sunqing and his son also came, as well as the pancake-selling aunt who had a good relationship with them on the street of their hometown, and the grandpa next door who took good care of his grandfather after his death...

A mighty crowd, when they saw Yu Jiu, they gathered around with one glance, and Xiao Jiu shouted.

It wasn't until Lin Cong'an arranged everyone to their seats that Yu Jiu realized it, staring into Yuanyuan's eyes and asking, "You invited them here? And my aunt and grandpa from my hometown..."

Lin Cong'an rubbed him: "Lou Xiaochuan said, you have a good relationship. Are you happy?"

How can you be unhappy.

The envy just now was buried in his heart, and the satisfaction flooded up, which made him very excited.

Looking at the parent team present now, he is the only one with the biggest position, okay?Men, women, young and old, with different accents, chatted in full swing!

At this time, another group of people poured into the gate.

This group is obviously relatives, and the leader should be some player's parents.Yu Jiu talked to Lin Cong'an and was about to go backstage when he met Meng Changwu face to face.

"Ah!" Meng Changwu jumped up in surprise, and Yu Jiu immediately knew that this must be Meng Changwen's relatives.

Thinking of Meng Changwen, Yu Jiu suddenly felt a little turmoil in his heart.

Teacher Jin Yan still hasn't come back.

After all, Meng Changwen is her student, if she comes back, she will definitely come to the scene.

Yu Jiu didn't think about it anymore, anyway, the teacher will always come back, and he will find the teacher sooner or later, and confirm the truth of what happened back then with her.

Sooner or later.

The calmer he was on this matter, the more panicked Meng Changwen became.

Meng Changwen hasn't slept well in the past few days, and today he looks a bit gloomy with dark circles under his eyes.

He didn't go out from the backstage. After the makeup artist of the director's team put on his makeup, he sat in the corner with a sheet of music spread out in front of him, tapping his fingers on his legs.

The anxiety in my heart can't be resolved.

Time passed quickly, Meng Changwen followed the draw in a daze, and returned to the backstage.

Seeing that his expression was different, the others didn't talk to him.

Meng Changwen was pinching his fingers by himself, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was very stiff.

A few people who wanted to hear others went to the stage, and those who stayed in the background were those who didn't want to be disturbed.They all had earphones plugged into their ears and stared at the score.Only Meng Changwen was attracted by the player's performance.

The sound of the piano was hindered by multiple obstacles, and it was already very illusory when it reached the background, but the inspiring melody still drilled into his ears domineeringly.

Proposition selection, "Chopin Ballade No. [-]".

Meng Changwen also chose this song.

Xu Yi is very pleasant to listen to. There is a big difference between the charming performance and the rigid performance.

Meng Changwen had seen the world and knew the good and the bad, so he was attracted by the sound of the piano almost instantly.

The first theme is eloquent, lamenting the history of suffering, gradually becoming more vigorous and magnificent.

The second theme is gentle, clear, relieved and full of poetic tenderness.

The two emotions blend together to create a stunning narrative.

A name came to Meng Changwen's mind——Yu Jiu.

It's him, it must be him!

Meng Changwen could almost imagine what kind of compliments would be drawn across the barrage in the live broadcast at this time, and how the commentator would do his best to praise him after his last note.

At this moment, Meng Changwen became timid.

He found that he had to admit that Yu Jiu was really talented.

He was able to win the national championship at the age of 12. Later, without a teacher to teach him, he was able to get to this point with self-study.

Why did God create such a genius?

He, Meng Changwen, is also the proud son of heaven. He also practiced piano from elementary school for eight hours a day.When the other children are playing, he is practicing the piano, and when the other children are not in class, he is practicing the piano.

Meng Changwenyou remembers a spring outing when he was in elementary school. The school organized a trip to the next city. He was excited and looking forward to it for a long time, but because his parents said that "practicing the piano is indispensable for a day", he abruptly missed the opportunity.

Does he not suffer?Does he not work hard?He gathered the expectations of the whole family to come to the present step by step, studied hard and worshiped famous teachers, but in the end he was still no better than a so-called "genius"? !

By the way, apprentice.

apprentice...

Meng Changwen suffered from insomnia for many days, and his head was in a mess. He couldn't help wondering whether Mr. Jin never taught him seriously.

Is it because he and his younger brother are just substitutes for Yu Jiu?

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng!" Seeing his ferocious expression, the female contestant who was sitting not far from him approached and pushed him after hesitating for a while.

"What's the matter with you, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to find the director?"

Meng Changwen waved his hand violently and said sternly, the female contestant was startled and walked away holding her breath.

Meng Changwen took a deep breath.

There is no substitute.He refused to admit what happened back then.Yu Jiu cannot be allowed to win the championship.

The director entered the backstage and called his number. Meng Changwen straightened his clothes and stepped out step by step.

……

After the first round, Zheng Xin and Yu Jiu went backstage together.

"Ahhh, I'm going crazy! Damn I'm still reciting notes this morning! Fuck NO.13! I've never even heard of it!"

The second round is a lottery on the spot, playing from memory, so the five capitals have to be played proficiently.

Zheng Xin retreated for a month, but the results were not good, so he hummed to Yu Jiu: "I'm done, really, I'm probably going to be done, my dad might hang me on a tree as a sandbag to practice when he goes back."

Yu Jiu laughed out loud: "No way, your dad looks really nice, you have already entered the finals, so the requirements are not that high?"

"...Don't set the flag." Zheng Xin shivered: "Just yesterday, he was standing next to me with a bench leg, and he sneered when I played a short part wrong... Hiss, I'm sorry, He looks very much like Huang Rong's father, you know? Just that evil temperament."

Zheng Xin had a bad time, so he got the first place in the lottery.

Yu Jiu was the first in the last round, and he and his troubled brothers can only encourage each other at this moment, maybe it is a good omen?

Fortunately, Zheng Xin didn't pick out Beethoven's No. 13 Piano Sonata that he couldn't even remember when picking out the repertoire on stage.

Yu Jiu is also not familiar with this piece of music, but by coincidence, he drew a heart right in the middle.

No.13 Piano Sonata, the second movement, Scherzo.

This is a track that doesn't often appear in competitions.

Yu Jiu smiled and bowed to the audience, applause and cheers joined together.

This time, he didn't need to look specifically, he could see Mr. Lin's direction, because the place was full of his friends.

From the moment he stepped onto the stage, there was exaggerated applause. The female college student who worked in a meal circle even made a light sign with "Jiu" written on it, held it up and waved it, and distributed the light sticks to Xu Jiajia and the front, back, left, and right sides. group of relatives and friends.

Mr. Lin also got one.

He held it in a very imageless manner.

Yu Jiu almost burst out laughing, under the high-definition camera, the happy expression can be seen at a glance, and the eyes are shining brightly.

The barrage is crazy.

"Fuck me, isn't my ⑨ the cutest in the world!"

"The group of relatives and friends laughed so hard when they called, and even held up the lights. Other people's houses are not so flirtatious, right? Didn't the security stop them?"

"Hahahaha everyone, stop talking, the director is not willing to cut the audience seats, I think I will be warned by the staff soon..."

"I'm looking forward to it! This scherzo! I only represent myself, I like it so much—"

"It's the first time I've heard this song in a domestic competition. It's cute and cute. I look forward to it."

The live commentary introduced the creation background of the song, and soon, Yu Jiu got ready, and a melodious music sounded.

The first few players who appeared on the stage did not perform too well in this session.

Because the repertoire is not proficient enough, occasional mistakes and leaks occur, and emotional understanding is not in place, which lowers the expectations of the judges.

But Yu Jiu's Sonata No.13 is perfect.

In the middle part, there is a very strong jumping bar, which is in sharp contrast with the previous legato, and it is perfectly presented in Yu Jiu's hands.

When everyone listened, they only felt comfortable and refreshed.

After the song was over, Yu Jiu bowed and stepped off the stage, and the commentary and barrage praised it very well.

"For a layman to watch the excitement, I just think it sounds good, smooth, and confident!"

"I finally breathed a sigh of relief... The professional group should have practiced this song in college, but I am really worried about the amateur group. I heard that they only have one month of practice time when they get the selected topics. Except for the proposition and optional, I have to practice five lottery songs... I'm going to be bald just thinking about it."

"One, one, one, one, one, one, all, none, yes! Perfect, my baby, mom loves you!"

"Sister bald, did I cry, okay? ⑨Not only did I have to practice 7 songs, but I also recorded a variety show and shot a MV..."

"Stop talking, it's not human."

Before the next contestant came on stage, Danmaku seized the last polite time to discuss the issue of self-selected songs.

"Anyone blindly spy on Yu Jiu's self-selected songs?"

"Oh, one ticket for Nocturne!"

"Improv Fantasia!"

"Chung, ghost fire, it's useless not to play a super skill! This is a competition after all..."

"When it comes to the final, no matter how dazzling the technique is, there will be barriers to scoring. I think Yu Jiu will definitely choose a very romantic piece. Let's take a blind look at Chopin. He is very suitable for Chopin."

……

After Yu Jiu finished playing, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

He practiced this song temporarily, so he didn't hold back at all.He didn't stay there to listen to other people's games, but walked down the corridor to the backstage.

There is a 10-minute break in the middle of each round, and he wants to find a place to rest.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped halfway.

"Meng Changwen? How are you?" Yu Jiu greeted with a habitual smile.

The person in front of him was obviously not quite right: "...Have you always wanted to know about Jin Yan?"

Yu Jiu stopped laughing and stared at Meng Changwen for a while.

"Don't you want to say it?"

Yu Jiu's indifferent tone reminded Meng Changwen of the feeling of suffocation when he was lifted by the collar that day, his face turned pale, and he mustered up his courage and said, "There are many people here, follow me."