Married to the Demon King

Chapter 3

Yu Jiu was sent back to his home overnight, and he didn't fall asleep much all night, and he became confused when it was close to the early morning.

I haven't slept much, and early in the morning, the quarrels started downstairs.

Yu Jiu rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed, pushed open the old window facing the street, lit a cigarette and stuffed it in his mouth to watch the commotion.

The aunt selling deep-fried dough sticks and her idle husband were arguing again over ten yuan pocket money.

"Prodigal man! If you don't do your business, you will ask for money. I think you should hurry up and dream! Go to the street and ask, cry, and see who will give you money for nothing!"

Yu Jiu: "...cough cough cough."

Neighbor Grandma Liu passed the deep-fried dough sticks stand with a sack on her shoulders. Seeing this, she persuaded her to stop making noise, be careful, and watch out for hot oil. Seeing that it was useless, she sighed and walked downstairs to Yu Jiu.

Yu Jiu put down the cigarette, called Grandma Liu, and hurriedly tied up her hair and went downstairs.

Grandma Liu was walking to the stairs, and when she saw Yu Jiu, she was so happy that her face wrinkled into a flower: "Xiao Yu, why did you come down again, how many times have you said that grandma can carry it!"

Without further ado, Yu Jiu put the sack on his shoulders and walked up step by step: "It doesn't take much trouble for me to come, you are getting old."

"Why are you so delicate...Aren't you going to work today?"

"Come on, don't worry."

Yu Jiu helped to carry the sack to the sixth floor, and sent it all the way to Grandma Liu's house. Grandma called him to stop him, picked up a bag and picked a few juicy cucumbers.

"Take it, I just bought it today, grandma picked it for you, it looks like my own cucumber! Don't think it's small, it tastes good!"

Yu Jiu took it bluntly, and said with a smile, "Thank you Grandma Liu!"

The village in the city is about an hour away by bus from the piano store where he works.

He remembered the task that Lin Cong'an sent him yesterday, called the foreman in the store to ask for leave, and then left the door with the golden bank card.

After thinking about what happened yesterday, he was still a little dazed. He could only feel at ease when he held the thin card in his pocket.

He sold himself for 50.

From now on, he will not be free in another form.

He will become another man's appendage, perhaps warming his bed, satisfying his unknown hobbies, and infinitely erasing himself...

Yu Jiu sighed.

He found a bank, went in, finished the transfer, and messaged his creditors.

The other party did not respond to him immediately.

Yu Jiu put away the receipt, no matter what, he got rid of these people and the shackles his father left him.

But now, no one can stop him from signing up for the Qingyin Competition.

Yesterday, Mr. Lin told him to stay at home in the afternoon, and someone would pick him up for the dinner at Lin's house.

There is still a lot of time before that, enough for Yu Jiu to sign up.

Huaguo Youth Music Competition, held every two years, is the largest and most authoritative musical instrument competition in the country.

In addition to the main items of piano and violin, there are also items for various western musical instruments.

Getting No.1 in this event means that your music career in China is going smoothly.

This year's registration point is located at the Autumn City Music Association.

It was already the last day of registration, and there was no one at the window.As soon as Yu Jiu passed by, he filled out the form and paid the money, and when he got the receipt, he still stood there in a daze.

"This...is it all right?" He rubbed the blue letterhead in his hand, looking over and over again.

Miss Window said to him with a smile on her face: "Simplify the process, it is convenient for you and me~ little brother, I wish you good results!

The sun was just right outside, and Yu Jiu stood under the shade of the plane tree.

He participated in the Qingyin Race when he was a child, but he didn't have to worry about it at that time, and his mother gave him the running process of saddle and horse.

But now, he needs to go through five stages and kill six generals by himself.

The most difficult hurdle has passed, and from now on, it will be the battlefield for real strength.

He put the blue envelope carefully, thinking that he would not lose.

The little girl on duty at the registration window was bored playing with her nails.

Her mobile phone is locked in the cabinet and cannot be used during work hours.It was the last day to sign up, and almost no one came, so she could only do nothing.

Just when she was about to leave work early, a young boy of eighteen or nineteen suddenly ran up to her, who looked like a dog and was talented.

The other party ran all the way, panting, and asked, "Is it still possible to sign up today?"

Seeing the handsome guy, the little girl on duty bared her teeth and said, "That's right, are you also here to sign up?"

"Yes, registration form, give me one!"

The man slapped the form and filled it out, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to hand it in a few seconds late. He was relieved when he saw the little girl took the form and filled it out and handed it to him.

Only two application forms were received today. The little girl clamped them together and chatted casually, "Yeah, you also learned the piano! Just now there was a handsome guy who also applied for the piano."

The young man felt relaxed at the moment, and he was excited to chat, and said, "Is that so? But it's normal, after all, the Qingyin Competition is a big competition for the piano."

As the young man spoke, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the top of the previous registration form.

"Wait!" he suddenly yelled, and then he thrust his hand roughly into the window and snatched the paper from the little girl's hand.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't break this one that needs to be filed!" The little girl was anxious, but she couldn't reach the young man's raised hand.

His face was pale, and his hands were shaking. He only came back to his senses when the little girl called out to call someone, and stuffed the scratched paper back into the window.

Yu Jiu.

Yu Jiu? !

The young man even forgot to say an apology, turned around and ran, went to a secluded corner and made a call.

"elder brother!"

He was so anxious that he was about to break his voice, but the young man on the other end of the phone said calmly, "What's the matter? I'm busy, Teacher Jin..."

"Busy! Do you know who is here in the Qingyin competition today?"

"What who? What's going on? What do you know?" The young voice suddenly became sharp: "The teacher told you several times that you are not allowed to participate in this year's competition. You haven't practiced well yet, so why don't you listen? What are you doing? hot,"

"Yu Jiu!!" The young man shouted loudly without waiting for the other side to finish chatting: "I saw Yu Jiu's registration form!!"

The other side was silent for two seconds, and broke the voice directly: "Impossible!"

"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes! Yu Jiu is back, it's really him!"

……

In the afternoon, Yu Jiu waited for the people sent by Lin Cong'an in his small rented house in the village in the city.

Both the stylist and the costumer brought their assistants, and five or six people walked up to the sixth floor with their suitcases on their backs. When they reached the top, they all had a sense of who I am and where I am.

The leading modeling teacher met Yu Jiu for the first time, and shouted: "The journey to learn the scriptures has been a lot of hardships. Fortunately, I finally saw the Buddha. My little baby looks too cute!"

Yu Jiu was very embarrassed that they were running around under such conditions. After pouring water, he even cut the cucumbers sent by Grandma Liu next door to quench their thirst.

The modeling teacher drank two large glasses of water, and asked the assistants to pile all the things on the bed, and the small rental room was immediately packed.

Yu Jiu's face was pinched, and he swayed from side to side. The modeling teacher smiled and said, "Hey, it's really cute. Where did Boss Lin get such a baby? No wonder he has to hide it..."

Yu Jiu's face turned red.

During the occasional visits and condolences by Grandma Liu next door, the team specially invited by Lin Cong'an finally cleaned up Yu Jiu.

Putting on a well-fitting suit and re-fixing his hairstyle, Yu Jiu stood in front of the full-length mirror, not daring to recognize himself for a while.

The styling teacher clapped and clapped: "I said that beige is suitable for you! You also saved your little hair, but doesn't your forehead look more mature? You have such a good foundation, you should dress up more!"

Yu Jiu smiled embarrassedly, and Grandma Liu next door borrowed a camera from downstairs, and took a photo of Yu Jiu with trembling hands, which couldn't block the shock wave of her beauty.

After about the same time, Yu Jiu was picked up by the driver sent by Lin Cong'an and went to the old house of Lin's family.