Married to the Demon King

Chapter 68

In Shelley's exclusive interview, Yu Jiu talked about the piano in a proper manner, and talked about his understanding of music and piano. Fans who bought music magazines for the first time because of his photos expressed their ignorance.

But "Mayfly" is different from "Classical Life", its positioning is more entertainment, and it often asks some personal questions of the interviewees.

When Yu Jiujin entered the living room of the studio rented by "Mayfly", he was still a little nervous. For some reason, the two photographers kept staring at him fiercely.

"They know me?" Yu Jiu whispered to Secretary Hao who sent him here.

Secretary Hao smiled and said, "Oh, that's right. Those two people turned out to be the editor-in-chief of "Mayfly". One is Xiang Jianguo and the other is Wang Hai."

Yu Jiu: "Then?"

"Then Mr. Lin bought "Mayfly". Seeing that the two of them were unhappy, he was going to dismiss him directly, but then the backstage photos they secretly took of you were exposed... Mr. Lin saw that the photos were well taken, and thought that the two of them had the talent for photography, so he decided to Transferred."

Yu Jiu: "..."

He wiped his sweat, no wonder he kept staring at me.

After Hao Lin delivered the man, he went back, leaving his assistant Xiao Tian to accompany Yu Jiu.

After the interview started, Yu Jiu felt a little more relaxed.

Mr. Lin told him yesterday that he can do and say whatever he wants.Nothing in the world can stop him, and the evil words of others can never hurt him.

Many public figures can only be maintained by the "likes" of others, but Yu Jiu doesn't need it.

But Yu Jiu also firmly believes that as long as he is honest and honest, he will not come to a situation where everyone hates him.

"First of all, I want to say that everyone can hate me, but don't blame Jiu'an Group. I have persuaded Mr. Lin to take back the shares. In addition, I also signed a copy of the same will."

The reporter laughed and said, "Is this the fun between you two?"

Yu Jiu smiled and said, "It's not for me. Although it's a small amount of money for Mr. Lin, it's all I have."

Afterwards, Yu Jiu paused, and said: "The Weibo about me on the Internet mostly tells the truth. I didn't really want to say it, but since everyone already knows it, it's better to start from the beginning. Complete the story."

Yu Jiu smiled, and said again: "I used to be a little afraid of being known about these things, but recently I don't care anymore. I still feel that my life is lucky."

……

Three days later, the reporter handed over the interview draft and video clips to the editor-in-chief for review.

Soon, this text and video were sent to Lin Cong'an.

Lin Cong'an turned to the first page, the title is, "I think my life is lucky".

His eyes stayed on this line of words for a long time, and then moved down after a while.

The reporter spent a lot of space recording Yu Jiu's original words, basically telling everything about him since he was a child.

Nouveau riche parents, incorrect education, just these two items at the beginning, are much more unfortunate than many children.But disasters followed one after another, my father escaped from debts, my mother committed suicide, and the journey was full of troubles.

But Yu Jiu said that he has received help from many people.

"When I won the award in the final, I said that I have been helped by many people along the way. Without them, I would not be where I am now."

"I can't make the whole world like me, but my friends, my teachers, and my colleagues all like me. They have seen me in the worst state, and they won't hate me because of one or two people's slander. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

……

Lin Cong'an read the interview script, changed a wrong sentence casually, and asked the following to post it.

The online version of this magazine will go first, and it will be available on Weibo the next night. Lin Cong'an believes that this manuscript will definitely turn public opinion around.

But he was restless.

The first small account to post on Weibo, he has already had someone check it out. Although someone else's ID was used to register, the owner of the account is Luo Qing.

Luo Qing may have posted that kind of Weibo out of jealousy, but no matter what the reason is, posting is posting.Lin Cong'an asked the legal affairs officer to send her a lawyer's letter, and will pursue her legal responsibility later.

But no matter how quick the remedy is, it can't change the fact that Yu Jiu was really hurt.

Lin Cong'an was agitated, the tip of the pen in his hand unknowingly poked into his palm, but he didn't notice it.It wasn't until the blood flowed out drop by drop that he pressed the wound with a tissue as if he woke up.

"Hao Lin." He shouted.

A few seconds later, Hao Lin came in quickly, saw the blood on Lin Cong'an's table, and said, "Why did you hurt me, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Lin Cong'an shook his head: "You print out a new copy of the stained document, and bring it to the medicine box."

Hao Lin did as he did, and Lin Cong'an dipped a cotton swab with iodophor and pressed it on the wound.

A large blood vessel may have been punctured, and the head of the brown cotton swab was soon soaked red with blood. Lin Cong'an picked out another larger cotton ball and pressed it harder on the wound.

Because of the delay, he worked overtime for half an hour, and when he returned home, his hands were wrapped in gauze.

"Why are you not careful?" Yu Jiu saw it with sharp eyes, frowned and touched his hand, remembering that he would not hurt, and slapped his palm helplessly: "Don't use your illness as a cheat?"

After finishing speaking, Yu Jiu raised his eyes and said, "Mr. Lin...why are you nervous?"

"..." Lin Cong'an himself didn't know, so he kept his mouth shut.He didn't want Yu Jiu to blame him for not cherishing himself, or worry about whether his illness would relapse.Fortunately, Yu Jiu didn't say anything.

"You can't get your hands wet, why don't we take a bath together today?"

Lin Cong'an was silent for a while: "...OK."

At night, Lin Cong'an regretted it.

In the dense mist, the two faced each other naked|naked, and Yu Jiu's body was even whiter, shining white under the dim light.Although the actual age is not too young, Yu Jiu still retains that youthful look, without prominent muscle lines, but has a different kind of youthful charm.

The two were soaking in the bathtub, breathing gradually, Yu Jiu retracted into Lin Cong'an's arms, and was hugged by the other's generous arms.

Lin Cong'an had a bandage wrapped around one hand, and his arm rested on Yu Jiu's shoulder.This posture was a bit strange, and after a few seconds, the two laughed together, laughing so hard that water splashed.

Yu Jiu's bangs were wet by the spray, and he wiped his face: "Disabled people, do you dare next time?"

"I dare not." The wrinkles in Lin Con'an's heart were smoothed away, as if he suddenly felt a little peaceful.

Soaked in hot water, Yu Jiu said: "Mr. Han found me a high school. After the winter vacation, I will go to the repeat class, so that it is convenient for the college entrance examination."

Lin Cong'an nodded, and asked him in English, which high school is far away.

Yu Jiu stammered: "the, shuren, highschool... not far." He realized something was wrong, and blushed again to patch it: "faraway from..."

Lin Cong'an couldn't hold back, and laughed sullenly, but Yu Jiu angrily wiped his face with water.After a while he said, "No matter where you are, let Xiaotian pick you up."

Yu Jiu nodded obediently: "OK, OK!"

……

……

Yu Jiu's Weibo has always been very fresh, which is in great contrast with his appearance.

Except for shampoo commercials, and various other commercials for his own products, he never speaks in a low voice.

When he is grateful, he is also grateful to those who have helped him.

After Luo Qing's trumpet posted black material, Yu Jiu's Weibo became chaotic overnight, but he didn't say a word of soft words, and he looked like he wanted to get to the end with everyone.

Later, an interview preview was released. Some people thought he was proud, while others felt that his humble background was also a kind of thunder.

Although Yu Jiu didn't make a persona for a noble son on purpose, and he also said that he was poor in a short film, but he has always had a good temperament, and the general conditions of the piano family in elementary school are not too bad, so no one thought that he would have that kind of experience.

Poor in the eyes of ordinary people is different from him. In Luo Qing's narration, Yu Jiu seems to be a "people at the bottom of society", worse than ordinary people.

But during the critical period of Yu Jiu's personality formation, he actually had no experience of lack of food and clothing, which made him different from others and gave him a special feeling.

After the preview, both fans and hackers were frantically looking forward to it. Finally, three days later, Mayfly's online version of the magazine was released.

Almost all of this interview revolves around Yu Jiu's personal life. He spread out everything about himself and talked about many thoughts, which is surprisingly frank.

Shelley has been waiting for this article for several days, and when she was anxious, she almost thought of resigning and changing jobs.Today, after burning incense and taking a bath at home, she sat on the sofa at home wrapped in a big bath towel, like an ordinary little fan, watching the time pass by with anxiety.

Finally, at the appointed time, the article was published.Shelley held her breath and clicked in, thinking that interviewing reporters must not be too poorly written!If I can't write an eight-point score for angels, I'll quit and go to China!

Ten minutes later, Shelley collapsed on the sofa crying.

She hung up a phone call to Lu Xiaowen: "Woooooooooooooo..."

Lu Xiaowen: "?"

"My angel is so miserable, woo woo woo woo..."

Lu Xiaowen shouted: "You called him eight times a day saying he was miserable! Why are you still talking today! Didn't you say you need to clarify!"

Shelley tearfully grabbed a handful of hair: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The language of the interview itself is simple, but the content is full of helplessness.

Not everyone can turn a blind eye to other people's tragic past. On Weibo that night, some people strongly condemned the behavior of human flesh and other people's privacy and Internet violence.

At the same time, more people liked his frank statements and his attitude of not being a victim.

Some people like a lovable idol and hope to be his pillar and protect him.On the other hand, Mu Qiang is also a natural psychology of many people.

It doesn't matter how you are born, and self-pity is annoying, but to overcome these and become a strong person is the correct and positive attitude that more people appreciate.

Yu Jiu hit these two points precisely, the crying fans, the passers-by who admired him neither humble nor overbearing, squeezed the sunspots so that they had no right to speak.

Someone jumped up and said, "Don't you think this is a hype?! Hire someone to pick out his life experience, and then act as a victim to clarify yourself. The fan abuse is so skillful, don't you still want to earn popularity?"

Regarding future plans, Yu Jiu also said that he plans to take the Qiuyin exam after repeating his studies, because now there is no financial pressure, and he plans to pursue his music dream with all his strength.The champion of the Qingyin Competition is just a good start. He will focus on his studies and hope to go further on this road in the future.

Fans marked this paragraph red, and sprayed that person: "You guys are full of heat all day long, why do you want heat, are you a school girl?!"

An hour later, the sunspots retreated and ran away, and a video recording was posted on the official website.

Although it has been edited to a certain extent, it can be seen that it is just a small part of the original interview.The reporter almost moved the original words upwards, and those things were said by Yu Jiu himself.

"Zheng Xin said that when he practiced the piano when he was young, his father stood behind him with a stick..." He smiled and rolled his eyes: "I kind of envy him."

"When I participated in the competition, I chatted with many people. Everyone practiced the piano when they were young, and they all cried out. I am not, I am always very active, but this does not mean that I have talent, special love, etc... children , how can I know so much, but if I don't practice the piano, my parents won't come to see me."

"Only when you practice the piano obediently, can you see them occasionally, and make them smile when you play well. To be honest at that time, playing the piano is to please them and get a little attention."

"My experience is not universal. If I could choose, I would never want such a childhood..."

Seeing Yu Jiu personally say that the lethality is even greater, many fans watched the video crying, until more than half of the time...

Reporter: "It's not easy to come here, let Yu Jiu sing a song for the readers of our magazine~"

Fans watching the video: ? ? ?

Holy crap, does Yu Jiu want to sing?What song are you singing?

Yu Jiu in the video didn't seem to have expected this link, he was stunned for a long time, and even covered half of his mouth with his hand to speak, thinking that this way the camera would not be able to capture it.

The fans laughed wildly, wake up 9!There are so many seats!

Yu Jiu: "I can't sing? You didn't say before..."

A staff member came up next to him with a roll of paper, and a mosaic of a dog's head was made in the video: "Mr. Yu, a small benefit, it's okay, fans won't blame you if you don't sing well."

The video was played at [-]x speed for four or five seconds. Finally, the few people had communicated. Yu Jiu still looked at the camera with a dazed look on his face, and said, "Okay, I can't sing well, you can just listen to it... ..."

"Then I'll sing one, plant the sun."

Audience friends in front of the video: "..."

Then, they listened to a terrible nursery rhyme, and felt that they had received unprecedented spiritual baptism.

Below is Yu Jiu's super talk.

@我不是T: I want to be quiet.

@久久的约波糕: I propose to gather Yu Jiu’s black people, lock them in a room, and broadcast the sun in a 24-hour loop.

@头可恶血可流可流cp can't break up: How did Yu Jiu manage to sing a song so ugly!Obviously, I feel that Tiaoer didn't run much!

@在世界中心向爱：God opens a door for you, and he will close all other windows for you.

……

Luo Qing was in a trance.

When she received the lawyer's letter, she was as nervous as if she had a butcher's knife hanging over her head, hiding the letter in the corner of the closet without telling her husband and mother-in-law.

Don't even dare to throw it away.

Later, she searched everywhere on the Internet to find out what to do when she received a letter from a lawyer.Some people said that the lawyer's letter was actually sent casually, it was not important at all, just ignore it, she was still worried and planned to ask Xue Rongrong for help.

After Xue Rongrong hit a wall with Lin Cong'an, she also blew it with Lou Xiaochuan's cousin, and her reputation in this area was not good.

Family conditions are important, but character is also one of the criteria when looking for a partner.The story of Xue Rongrong's attempt to get close to the rich was spread in small places, and many acquaintances used it as an after-dinner conversation topic.

If she gets close, others won't be able to say anything if they don't like it, but who made her fail...

So Xue Rongrong couldn't bear it anymore, and packed a package to go to another city to have a good time. Luo Qing couldn't get in touch no matter what.

Luo Qing originally wanted Xue Rongrong to help her, but now that thought is gone, Luo Qing has been anxious all day long, visibly haggard.

She wasn't very pretty in the first place, she couldn't do housework well, she couldn't take care of her children, and both her husband and mother-in-law complained about her.

The butcher's knife had been hanging for more than half a month, and just when Luo Qing thought it might be all right, one day her husband came back and signed for a courier at the door.

"What?" The husband tore the big cardboard envelope while changing his shoes, "What material? Insurance?... Luo Qing!"

He suddenly roared, like a raging fire-breathing dragon.Luo Qing was frightened out of his wits in the kitchen, when she saw her husband rush in, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand.

"What did you do!! Why did the court send you a subpoena!!"

Luo Qing's eyes darkened, and thousands of words stuck in his throat.

……

"Yes." Lin Cong'an listened to Hao Lin's report and asked him to continue to follow up on this matter: "The compensation must not be less."

Hao Linhan, Mr. Lin, do you need this little money?Doesn't it mean that he understands to torment others...but he said without any opinion on the face: "Okay."

The weather has not yet warmed up, and the green plants by the window of the office have begun to sprout, and spring is coming soon.

Lin Cong'an said, "You seem to have more hair, have you changed your shampoo?"

Hao Lin said wittily, "Yes, it's our own new series." But he said in his heart, how can he grow hair if he is so busy with work!Changing a hundred shampoos won't save me!The hairline has also moved up by three millimeters!You are just in a good mood!

Lin Cong'an nodded with satisfaction: "Keep it up. Did Xiao Tian send someone back?"

"I'm back, I'm back, everything is going well."

Today is the first day after the winter vacation, Yu Jiu is inserted into the repetition class, and he is going to study in the first half of the year.

Not to mention that Yu Jiu himself was a little nervous, even Lin Cong'an felt weird, as if he suddenly started wandering on the edge of crime, and when he went to bed at night, he felt that there was a high school student sleeping next to him...

"High school student" Yu Jiu was wearing a scarf and a baseball cap, and followed the dean on campus.

The dean knew that he was an art student and a celebrity, but he didn't have any concept in his heart, so he didn't like him very much.

His tone was serious: "Even if it is a repeat class, our Shuren High School is not easy to get into. Since you are here, you must study hard."

After that, he turned his head and took a look, and said even more dislikedly: "First of all, your hair needs to be cut."

"..." Yu Jiu wanted to fight for it a bit: "Well, Mr. Huang, must...do you want to cut it?"

"I'll turn a blind eye when I get a little older, but look at you, your braids are all tied up, do you want to be a girl?"

Yu Jiu reluctantly agreed first, and if the teacher didn't catch him a second time or a third time, he wouldn't cut it.

Going to his class, the teacher first let him sit in the corner.The class was filled with people one after another, tall, short, fat and thin, basically all teenagers.

It can be seen that even if it is a repeat class, most of them are contestants who fail the exam and come again the next year.In the third and fourth years, there are almost none of the repeated defeats.

The atmosphere of the repeating class was dignified, there was no self-introduction, no chatting with classmates, and no one in the class seemed to recognize him.

After finishing a section of math that made people's brain hurt, the math teacher who also had a headache left quickly.After three seconds of silence in the classroom, a huge exclamation suddenly broke out.

"Yu Jiu!"

"Fuck, it's really Yu Jiu..."

"We bet on whether you will go to a school during the winter vacation. You really came to cultivate people!"

"Sign it, please!"

Yu Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, finally got out of his anxiety, and greeted his classmates one by one.When the class was about to start, everyone returned to their original positions one after another, and began to study intensely again.

It is indeed the school that Mr. Han contacted him.Yu Jiu thought with shame, everyone is very serious, if he continues to follow this trend, he doubts that he will be able to get into a serious university...

Just as he was thinking, his deskmate who had been silent all this time suddenly snorted.But after Yu Jiu looked over, she stopped talking.

This yin and yang deskmate hummed as soon as get out of class was over, and Yu Jiu told Lin Cong'an about it during dinner at night.

"It's very strange. I asked her if she had any opinion on me, and she didn't say anything... But it doesn't matter, it's just a little girl, and everyone else is pretty good." Yu Jiu filled a bowl of soup: "The teacher is also pretty good."

Yu Jiu had done a test paper before, and it is not difficult to reach Qiuyin's score. Y. X. d. j.Originally, Lin Cong'an wanted to hire him a tutor, but since Yu Jiu's contacts helped him solve the problem first, he would not insist on intervening.

"If you are not happy, come back." Lin Cong'an said.

"Okay! You see, I didn't go to the evening self-study... I want to practice the piano." He said happily: "Fortunately, I still have to practice the piano..."

Lin Cong'an wanted to laugh when he thought of him lying on the sofa with Yueyang Tower in his arms.

The next day, the female deskmate continued yesterday's style, still a humming monster, Yu Jiu was not used to her, and endorsed the book on his own.

Yesterday, it was because it was fresh, so many people gathered around it. Today, the recess has returned to normal, and few people came to ask questions.

During class, when someone passed by their desk, they accidentally dropped the pencil case of the female deskmate on the ground.

The man said sorry, picked up the things, Yu Jiu heard the noise and turned his head to take a look, saw the female deskmate and said distressedly: "Oh, you dropped Brother Cheng's photo!"

Yu Jiu suddenly realized!

He looked at his deskmate kindly, and said in his heart that no matter how much you talk about, your brother will be confused...

Yu Jiu originally thought that this class enemy would ignore him to the end, because there was nothing else he could do, but a week later, a big surprise came down.

Before doing exercises, the dean called Yu Jiu into the office: "Why haven't you cut your hair yet! Someone in your class told me that your hair violated the school rules!"

Back in the classroom, seeing the complacent eyes of his deskmate, Yu Jiu shook his head helplessly.

In fact, he only grew his hair for convenience at first. The main reason is that his hair tends to become disheveled after washing, and it is very troublesome to take care of. It costs money to cut and care.

But now these problems are easy to solve. Even if he cuts it once a month, can't he still afford it?

Of course, if he really doesn't want to cut it, whether he asks Mr. Han to say hello, or simply quit and go home, it's his choice.It's just that after this week, Yu Jiu feels that the school is not bad.

In such a good school, the students go to class without distraction, and even after class, they are racing against time to study, which is quite interesting in Yu Jiu's eyes.

It's not the same as his previous school.

Then cut it.

He didn't tell Mr. Lin that he took two classes off and went to the shop to have his hair cut.

When the barber saw Yu Jiu's face, he was inspired, "You are so cute, you can't stop talking..."

"Do you really want to cut it?! It's very suitable for you to keep it longer! Really, really, hey, are you sure and sure?"

Yu Jiu "...I'm leaving."

"Don't, don't, cut it as short as you want, round or inch!"

Of course, I didn't cut the round inch in the end. Although the barber had a bit of a broken mouth, he was quite good with his hands. Although he was not as good as the stylist Mr. Lin knew, it was more than enough for an ordinary hairstyle suitable for students.

Yu Jiu's hair was cut to the ears, and the back was cut more refreshingly and short, exposing a section of snow-white neck.

Yu Jiu looked at the strange self in the mirror, and heard the barber's rambling recommendation to get a card.

"You're so cute, let's get a card. You're so cute. I'll fix it for you after getting a card. In fact, it's also good to perm and dye it..." the barber said, rubbing some essential oils on his hands, and put Yu Jiu His bangs are scratching.He looked left and right, showing an idiot smile: "Hey, you can get a card, let me see you more."

Yu Jiu: "...?"

Yu Jiu didn't get the card in the end, and went out with the barber looking at him with pity.

A gust of wind blew, and he felt that his head seemed to be a lot lighter.

In the evening, Yu Jiu arrived home later than Lin Cong'an. Seeing that Yu Jiu hadn't come back, Lin Cong'an went to take a bath first. When Yu Jiu came in, he came out wearing a bathrobe.

Eye to eye.

Lin Cong'an's expression froze, and it took him a long time to realize: "What's wrong with your hair?"

Yu Jiu stroked his bangs anxiously: "The school said it was going to be cut, so I cut it." Seeing Lin Cong'an's expression changed, he changed the subject and walked towards the dining table: "Ah, I'm starving to death——"

"Yu Jiu." With his back close to the heat source, Lin Cong'an hugged him from behind, ruffled his hair behind him, and touched the back of his neck.

Yu Jiu hissed: "Don't..."

Normally, Yu Jiu's neck is also exposed, but the small tie is not tied high, which will weaken the visual effect of that part.But now, there is no cover, and Yu Jiu's neck can be seen at a glance, which makes Lin Cong'an really want to poke on it or something.

Yu Jiu's face was red and his ears were red, smoke was coming from the top of his head, and he felt that the back of his neck was being held by Mr. Lin, and it was slightly stinging, as if he had bitten him.

Yu Jiu's eyes were moist.

"Eat!" Yu Jiu finally couldn't take it anymore and yelled, "The meal is getting cold, and I have to practice the piano!"

After dinner, Yu Jiu went to practice the piano, and Lin Cong'an was immersed in Yu Jiu's new hairstyle and couldn't extricate himself.If Yu Jiu with his hair tied is [-]% cute and [-]% beautiful, then Yu Jiu with short hair is [-]% more sharp.

It seems that some superficial softness has been washed away by the sea, revealing sporadic sharp thorns.Fascinating.

Thinking of this, Lin Cong'an suddenly felt a slight tingling pain from his left index finger.He looked down and found a long barb in the gap between the nail and the flesh.I accidentally hung it on the edge of the table just now, and was torn out of blood.

Lin Cong'an's heart beat wildly.

He took out a new ear piercer from a drawer, picked up a piece of skin on the inside of his elbow, and pressed down firmly.The needle pierced through the flesh horizontally, which was visually scary, but Lin Cong'an stretched out his hand and twisted the needle again.

The tingling came, although it was not obvious, but Lin Cong'an always felt that it was clearer than the feeling of being separated by a layer of film before.

He tore off the band-aid again.

The wound was wounded ten days ago. Because it was relatively deep, it healed a bit slowly. There is still a blood scab, which is not healed.He pinched the wound with his nails, and it took half a minute before he let go.

Lin Cong'an was almost sure that he really got better.

At this moment, he wondered almost blankly whether Yu Jiu was a gift from heaven to him.Since having Yu Jiu, bits and pieces of happiness have accumulated, breaking through his decades of resentment and self-enclosure.

Lin Cong'an walked to the door of the piano room and put his ears on the door.

The soundproof material isolates most of the piano sounds, but small vibrations sneak out through the gaps, an impromptu fantasia, wonderful and romantic, as magnificent as a dream on a spring night.

If this continues, what if he can no longer use that will?What if they could live together for a long time?

Surrounded by great happiness, Lin Cong'an couldn't help but want to say something to others.He pulls out his phone.

[WeChat]

Lin Cong'an: Yu Jiu cut his hair short today.

Jiang Tian:? ? ?

Lin Cong'an: It's beautiful, but you can't see it.When I think about it this way, I feel good.

Jiang Tian: ...

Jiang Tian: Are you sick? ?

Lin Cong'an: Wang Jiaojiao, Yu Jiu cut his hair.

You Jiaojiao: Hey, really?You want him to cut it?Then your hair ring is not free!

You Jiaojiao sister: how are you doing, take a picture and let me see

Lin Congan: No.

Your sister Jiaojiao: ...

You Jiaojiao sister: [throw you away.gif]

Lin Cong'an: Dad.

Calmly: You still have the face to call me!

Lin Cong'an: Yu Jiu cut his hair, it looks great.

Calm down: you

Calm down: Did you mean to piss me off (!)

calmly:……(!)

Calm down: I can't send out the message again? (!)

After posting for a while, Lin Cong'an was still not satisfied, so he opened Weibo.

@林cong'an V: Yu Jiu cut his hair, spring is here.

Netizens: ...

Netizens: Mr. Lin, are you full?Your wife has a haircut and wants to show off... Wait, Yu Jiu has a haircut!

You know, Yu Jiu's little tucker is one of his symbols, and it's very cute and suitable for him.

When Lin Cong'an helped him tie his hair, it was recorded twice by the camera, and it is still a treasure in the cp fan circle.

In the end, you told us that Xiao Yaji is gone!

Everyone spontaneously began to mourn for Xiao Tuo.

Lin Cong'an put away his phone with satisfaction and went back to his study to read the documents.

The next day, Yu Jiu went to school and received the attention of the whole school.From the time he got off the car to before he entered the school gate, countless students held up their mobile phones to take pictures of him.

Yu Jiu was at a loss: "What's going on?"

A familiar face in their class: "Oh, maybe it's the students of our school who have shouldered a big national task."

Yu Jiu: "Huh?"

The classmate patted him on the shoulder: "don't care."

Ever since Yu Jiu came to high school, occasionally one or two photos of his life have been leaked.Because mobile phones are not allowed in school, and most of the students are still studying hard, secretly taking pictures is not serious, and Yu Jiu didn't feel disturbed.

Unexpectedly, today I was photographed inexplicably at the gate. Although I didn't have a mobile phone when I entered the school, everyone took pictures with their eyes and pointed: "Wow, it's really cut!"

He just cut his hair, as for such a big battle!

After arriving in the classroom, the girl Heheng at the same table saw him, her eyes turned red, and she burst into tears.

Yu Jiu got dizzy: "Didn't you sue the teacher? Why are you crying when I cut your hair?"

Girl: "Wow...why do you still have heat after cutting your hair..."

Yu Jiu was shocked, and almost took out his phone again, but he held back after thinking about it.

Before doing exercises between classes, the dean called Yu Jiu to the office again.

Yu Jiu had been exhausted from the day before he entered the school, and felt that everything was wrong.Now being caught by the teacher, he said helplessly, "Teacher, I cut my hair because you told me to cut it."

The dean was friendly and said, "That's not it." He added: "Oh, your hair needs to be praised, that's great! Students should look like students, and they all take the college entrance examination, so they have to study hard... No."

He recalled the original topic: "I mean, there is an art performance at the school in April. Let's see, can you come and perform a show?"

Originally, this kind of thing was not the turn of the repetition class.

Firstly, everyone is nervous about studying, and secondly, most of them are not in this school. They have no sense of belonging and are not suitable for participating in activities.But on the other hand, the school has never expelled such a talented repeat class student as Yu Jiu.

Yu Jiu came to this school because of Han Yina who left. In other words, Yu Jiu couldn't get into this repeat class.Now that the school had something to ask him for, and it was such an innocuous matter, of course he agreed without the slightest hesitation.

After the dean completed the task, he immediately became happy, looking at the short-haired Yu Jiu, who became more and more obedient.

"I remember you played the violin? And you won a prize?"

Yu Jiu hurriedly said: "No, no, it's the piano player. The champion of the Qingyin competition."

"Oh!" The teaching director slapped his head: "Does the school still have to play the piano for you? It seems that there are pianos, but they have been placed for a long time... No matter, anyway, if you prepare a show, there will be a teacher in charge of it , will communicate with you."

Yu Jiu nodded readily.

The temperature is rising, the wind is no longer harsh, and the season has officially entered spring.

His recent photos spread all over Weibo, and somehow there was a small wave of popularity.It's a pity that these photos spoiled President Lin's good mood, and the public relations department asked Weibo to delete them all.

Yu Jiu listened to lectures during the day, practiced the piano at night, and when he talked with Mr. Lin in English at home, the frequency of embarrassment became less and less, and he began to look decent.

Yu Jiu knew that everything else was easy to say, but English was a hurdle he couldn't escape.No matter it is Xiao Sai next year or the opportunity to study abroad in the future, it is necessary to know English.It is better to pay attention to it now than to hold Buddha's feet temporarily at that time.

One morning, a strange teacher was looking for him at the classroom door, Yu Jiu was reminded by the front seat, and went out with that teacher.

"Yu Jiu, right? I'm Shuren's music teacher. My surname is Zhao." The teacher wears rimless glasses, is young, handsome and gentle.He said softly, "The show will be in a week, is your repertoire ready?"

"Is it so fast?" Yu Jiu finally remembered: "It doesn't matter, I have been practicing... If I choose songs, I can play anything, the teacher chooses."

Teacher Zhao narrowed his eyes: "It's really amazing. It's worthy of being the champion of the Qingyin Competition. So, you come to the art building during your lunch break. You and I have another student, and we will talk about the precautions."

Yu Jiu agreed, speeded up his meal at noon, and entered the art building that he had never set foot in.

In Shuren High School, the art building is sandwiched between two five-story buildings. The outer walls are dark gray bricks, but the roofs are red tiles.After entering, apart from the lecture halls on both sides, there is a sunken auditorium.

Passing by a lecture hall, Yu Jiu heard the sound of a piano coming from the half-open door.

Yu.

Hee.

alone.

Family.

He pushed open the door, and saw a short-haired girl sitting and playing the Moonlight Sonata, and Teacher Zhao, whom he had met in the morning, was standing beside her with folded arms.

Yu Jiu walked in, and waited for the girl to finish playing before saying hello: "Mr. Zhao."

The girl's eyes were blue and black, she glanced at him, stood up and moved aside without saying hello, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I'm done playing."

Teacher Zhao sighed, turned to Yu Jiu, and smiled: "Is Yu Jiu ready too? Let me listen to any one you play? Don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you play the wrong one, don't stop, just keep playing."

Yujiu nodded.In the last week, he was practicing Chopin's "Winter Wind".Even though it was a song that I couldn't be more familiar with, it was still denied by Mr. Jin after it was played.

Last weekend, Teacher Jin asked him to stop everything else and just stared at Dongfeng training. Yu Jiu knew that he must have some shortcomings.He will go to Xiao Sai next year, and he will play Chopin throughout the year, and it is Xiao Sai after all, and the standard is different from that of Qingyin Competition.

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