The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 141 "Son, you're so damn handsome!"

"Brother Wuyong? The leader of the Demon Cult is Brother Wuyong?" Liu Zhu jumped up from the sofa.

She jumped so fast that it seemed as if she was a grasshopper on a spring.

Liu Qi in the room was about to get angry, but when he heard the name "Useless Brother", he immediately became curious.

Now, even Liu Qi had to admit that the guy was truly a legend in No. 2 Middle School.

"What are you talking about? What evil cult leader?" Liu Qi walked out of the bedroom.

Liu Zhu moved the screen of her mobile phone so that her sister could watch it together.

The two sisters saw that in the video, the handsome young man in a tuxedo with a full forehead and slicked back hair played a hand of cards so skillfully that they couldn't take their eyes off him for a long time.

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at?"

Their mother also came over and squeezed in between them.

Then there was an exclamation: "Isn't this Zhang Wuyong?"

"The leader of the Demon Cult, Zhang Wuqi?" Liu Qi looked at the UP host displayed in the corner of the video.

She ran to her room and used her newly bought laptop to search for the name.

After clicking on the videos one by one, she was already deeply moved.

I didn't expect him to be so handsome.

And he's not just handsome, he's talented too.

Is this person more than just a legend?

Liu Qi only felt that his heartbeat quickened and something was ignited.

When Liu Qi and Liu Zhu's father came home from get off work, he saw his wife and two daughters watching videos.

I was still watching videos of the same boy.

This made him look gloomy all night.

In fact, it’s not just sisters Liu Qi and Liu Zhu.

Song Ling and Song Xiaoyan were also at their respective homes, listening to their useless cousin's magic lessons.

During this time, Song Xiaoyan jumped hard on the bed, and only after being beaten by her mother did she calm down.

That night, sisters Song Ling and Song Xiaoyan chatted on WeChat and confirmed again that cousins cannot get married, as this is really unreasonable.

They decided to join hands and write letters of suggestion to the higher authorities.

This unreasonable legal system must be revised.

There is something wrong with the laws in our country.

In addition, in order to support their useless brother, the two sisters immediately formed a fan club for their useless brother in the city by creating a group.

At midnight that day, the "Evil Cult Leader Zhang Wuqi" released a new short video.

This time, it’s not a magic teaching video.

It is a preview of the simultaneous live broadcast on multiple platforms.

Tomorrow afternoon at 3 o'clock, the Demon Cult leader Zhang Wuqi will be broadcasting live. See you there.

The two sisters were so excited that they were going crazy.

……

Ms. Song Mei was the last person to know that her son had become a UP host.

Even this time, she knew it later than her relatives.

It wasn't until that morning when her sister... the useless aunt who was still waiting for the Egyptian prince to come and see her, called her that she learned about this.

"Why don't you tell me anything, kid?"

Song Mei didn't know whether she was having it too easy as a mother or was such a failure.

Even if you let Tongtong next door take care of everything, you can't let mom be the last one to know about everything, right?

Of course, this is mainly because the short videos Zhang Wuyong initially posted blocked local content... This was Sister Lian's suggestion.

Now, titles like "The Demon Cult Leader", "Zhang Wuqi", and "Brother Leader" have spread. Even if one or two people occasionally call him Big Fist Brother, they will be immediately washed away.

Sister Lian still thinks that he has a gentle image and good temperament, and is an excellent student who is about to go to college.

There's no need to be labeled a "social person." Of course, Tongtong also thinks so.

She has never liked people calling him "Zhang Daquan" or "Brother Daquan" or anything like that.

Ms. Song Mei was watching the videos sent by her sister.

The more I watch, the more excited I get.

I couldn't help but shout to my son in the room: "Son, you are so damn handsome!"

Zhang Wuyong was speechless.

What do you mean I'm so fucking handsome?

Are you praising me or yourself?

At three o'clock this afternoon, he will be broadcasting live on multiple platforms simultaneously at Honglian's studio.

Although it was a live broadcast, he did not feel nervous at all.

"Perfect Match" is indeed useful. When the time comes, you can just rely on it, choose a famous foreign magician, and imitate his temperament.

"Your Aunt Zhu will be discharged from the hospital today. I will be across the street in the evening to help Tongtong cook some delicious dishes. What time will you be back in the evening?" Song Mei followed him.

"It'll be late tonight!" Zhang Wuyong said. "By the time I get back, it should be very late. I'm going to start a live broadcast at 3 pm."

In fact, Zhu Yuwen could have been discharged from the hospital long ago.

It was their director who said that since this was considered an industrial injury, it would be better for him to stay a few more days.

If I am discharged from the hospital, I still have to go to work.

Being a doctor rarely gives you a break, and you're under a lot of pressure on a daily basis.

Since the dean said so, Zhu Yuwen naturally had no objection.

Besides, she had actually been back these past few days, just visiting during the morning rounds.

Although it’s not a big deal if you don’t go, it’s almost like a rest at public expense, so you should be a little aware of the impact.

"Son, keep up the live streaming!" his mother encouraged him, "Become a big star soon. When you make a fortune, I can travel every day too."

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Wuyong said angrily, "You're just an ordinary UP host, and you're calling yourself a big star? Is it that easy to be a big star? And you're just going to do it for two months first."

He opens the door.

"Where are you going, son? Mom is talking to you."

"Go to Tongtong's place!"

"Okay! Okay!" Hearing that he was going to the house next door, Song Mei had no choice but to continue staying at home and acting as a lonely old widower.

My son is so old now, there is nothing much to take care of him... although I haven't taken much care of him in the past few years.

The only thing to be thankful for is that if the two of them are together in the future, when their son and his wife go back to their parents' home, their daughter-in-law's parents' home will be just across the street.

Zhang Wuyong walked across the corridor and arrived at Tongtong's door.

Take out the key and open the door directly.

Since the day Aunt Zhu had the accident, Tongtong gave him the spare key and has never taken it back.

Of course, if Aunt Zhu was at home, he wouldn't dare to just open the door and go in.

But this time, Aunt Zhu was still in the hospital.

"Tongtong?" After entering the room, she changed into the pair of slippers she usually wore.

I called out, but no one answered.

It's already half past nine.

It is quite normal for boys and girls to sleep until noon or even after lunch during the summer vacation.

But Tongtong has developed very good habits since childhood. She usually goes to bed early and gets up early, and rarely sleeps so late.

Zhang Wuyong walked towards her bedroom, the door of which was ajar.

He gently pushed the door open, and then his eyes lit up and he even held his breath.

Tongtong was still sleeping in bed, but she was different from before...

(End of this chapter)