There was a thud, and the door slammed shut. Moon sat on the corner of the wall with his knees crossed. The room was silent, except for the sound of his breathing, and the clock hanging on the wall, ticking and moving. The date above shows Wednesday, 2003.02.05. Suddenly the phone rang, Wen Yangyou's body trembled, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the mobile phone placed at the head of the bed. took a look at it, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and after connecting, he said in a hoarse voice: "Brother......"

"Happy birthday." A magnetic voice came, but it was not low, but very sunny. Wen Yanyou leaned to the side and curled up in a ball: "I'm not happy now." "Scolded?" Wen Yangyou looked at the door: "He locked him up." Without waiting for the other side to speak, Wen Yanyou suddenly spoke: "Brother, am I wrong?" ”

There was silence on the other side for a while, only breathing came. It wasn't until Wen Yanyou wanted to ask again that a soft sigh sounded: "How can it be wrong to do what you want to do?" Wen Yanyou smiled and smiled happily: "I knew that my brother would definitely support me." The person opposite is Wen Chengyou, who is far away in the United States, that is, Wen Yangyou's own brother. He was 7 years older.

He will never forget that day, the day of his tenth birthday. When his brother gave him a new guitar, when Moon Yeong Woo took a hot CD from his brother's private collection and said that he would do this kind of idol in the future. My brother's face turned pale. In front of himself, in front of all his family, my brother knelt on the ground and was severely whipped with rattan.

Wen Yangyou was too frightened to speak, and threw himself into his mother's arms and cried. It's just a small heart, and an IQ of one hundred and sixteen, but he only vaguely realizes that it was his unintentional actions that caused his brother to do this. But when he was about to go to Daoqian with his brother the next day with apprehension, he saw his brother's zuihou glance, but it was the smile that he was about to take to the airport to the airport to study. Wen Yanyou, even a daoqian, didn't have time to say it to his brother.

He doesn't want to be a star, he has a small heart at the age of ten, don't talk about a trainee, or he doesn't know what a star is. It's a bit unbelievable in a country above South Korean entertainment. But for the family, he realized it that day. There are many, many things, because of this family, because of that person, so that they are isolated in two shijie.

Seeing Lee Soon-gyu's innocent appearance staring at him intently waiting to hear the story, Moon Yeong-woo pulled the corners of his mouth and chuckled. Continue to tell her. It's just that the thoughts are not like memories telling stories, but thinking about where to go. It seems that today is also his birthday, and so is the day his brother left.

He didn't know when Weishenme would make a qualitative change in his thinking, always on his birthday. Since then, he can only talk to his brother on the phone, but he can't even see each other for the New Year. He didn't ask the person, he just asked his mother, Weishenme, and his brother not to come back for several years. But his mother just said that he had to concentrate on his studies.

Deceiving people, all deceiving people. But Wen Yanyou didn't say anything, and he didn't ask again. It's just that since then, he will use various channels to get news about celebrities and entertainment. Actually, it's not that hard. Even if the IQ is just normal, it can be easily understood. It was also from then that he began to put into action the jokes he casually said on his birthday.

I learned English and Chinese from an early age. Learn piano and guitar. Learn a variety of knowledge and get the top three in the so-called aristocratic schools at the top of the entire Republic of Korea. Taekwondo red and black belt, martial arts free fighting is also proficient. But these are the ...... And what's the use? My brother did everything I knew better than I did. But if you tell him to kneel, he will kneel, and if you say beat him, you will beat him. Even if you send him to the United States and don't allow him to come back, he still won't come back.

I want to be a star, for my brother. Because of my jokes, his dreams were exposed early, and the bubble was punctured by that person. I owe you a daoqian, you said it was okay, but I remembered. I used to think that having skills that these classmates couldn't master was something I could be proud of. But the enviable capital can't even do the simple things you want to do, and even your life has to follow the planned path, so is it meaningful to have these capitals? …,

There are fixed recipes every day and a fixed course every day. No snacks are allowed after dinner. Only one pillow is allowed when sleeping. I can't even eat goldfish cakes, but what if I know Chinese and English? How well does a piano guitar play? What about red and black belts in taekwondo? Can I do what I want to do without being bound or imprisoned?

"You." A call made Wen Yanyou come back to his senses, and he spoke softly into the phone: "Brother." He coughed lightly, and his tone suddenly deepened: "Yanyou, my father is also for your good." When you're older, you'll be able to do what you love. The corners of Wen Yanyou's mouth curled: "Brother." "What?" "Do you believe this yourself?"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone. Wen Yangyou's mood seemed to reply: "Brother." Many of my skills are taught by you. But there's one thing, you'll never be able to surpass me. "What?" "My IQ is 164, your ...... It was 163. "Hey! Yikes! "Hehehehehe" Wen Yanyou leaned against the wall and laughed happily, but he didn't know that this laughter was heard by a person at the door.

A middle-aged man in a hanbok stood at the door for a while and turned to leave. Silently came to a room and knocked softly on the door. A deep voice rang out: "Come in." The middle-aged man paused, pushed the door open and entered. Casually closed the door again, and a tall figure turned his back to the middle-aged man, so that the middle-aged man did not dare to delay a bit, and immediately bowed and saluted: "The head of the family." ”

"Be realistic, Haewoo." After the joke, the atmosphere slowly came back down. They all know the situation of the other party, and for the same reason, one was sent to the United States and was not allowed to come back. One was locked in a room and not allowed to go out. The brothers can only talk through invisible radio waves. It can't be a few jokes that will solve anything.

"You. I'm guessing you understand something now, right? "Conversations with high IQs, needless to say, are too clear. Wen Yanyou said softly: "Learning to multi-skill doesn't work, I can only follow the path arranged by my father." Not even to resist. Pulling the corners of his mouth and laughing, Wen Yanyou shook his head: "Brother was seventeen years old when he understood this, right?" I'm thirteen years old, and I already understand. ”

Wen Chengyou smiled: "You are wrong." If I only knew it when I was 17 years old, I wouldn't have hidden HOT's album from my dad. Seventeen years old was only the age when he found out. Not the age at which I woke up. Wen Chengyou was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but Wen Chengyou suddenly said in a serious tone: "Yang You, answer my question." ”

Wen Yanyou paused, nodded and spoke: "Yes, brother, you say." "Do you really want to be an artist, or do you just want to fulfill my dreams and wishes because of guilt for me?" Wen Yanyou thought for a while, then replied with a chuckle: "How about the former, what about the latter?" Wen Chengyou spoke: "If it's the latter, I want you to give up." Because I didn't want to be a star for a long time, at least for now, that's not my dream anymore. ”

Wen Yanyou pursed the corners of his mouth and hugged his knees: "Actually, I know that you don't have this kind of mind for a long time." But now, I want to be an artist. Wen Chengyou paused, didn't ask how he knew, but said, "Weishenme? I don't believe it's because I've got you interested in these. You always tease me with my IQ being 1 number higher than me, but don't forget, in the EQ test, you are twice as low as me. You shouldn't be interested in that. ”

Wen Yangyou curled up tighter, clinging to the wall, and the words he said were unusually calm: "Use the skills we have been trained by our fathers, go down, or study finance, or become a scholar, doctor, lawyer, and enter politics." Engage in any profession that is respected by all sectors of society...... So what are the skills we have learned? ”

"Tools." Moon Seung-woo said the word without hesitation. And this was also instilled in them by their father. Wen Yanyou suddenly laughed, and smiled happily: "Brother." I hate that word. That's why I'm going to be a star. Wen Chengyou also smiled: "Yan You, my brother's IQ is a little lower than yours, so you better say it directly, I can't understand the logical relationship here." ”

Wen Yanyou slowly stood up and came to a glass booth. All kinds of awards and trophies were placed there, and his fingers were lightly swiped, cold, so that he could not realize that it was his honor, but was as cold as the word: "We don't learn much, and versatile people abound." But being instilled by my father's philosophy, what I encounter and absorb now makes me feel that I am mastering the use of a tool. I hate myself like this, I hate this cold way of life. And only by being a star, what I have learned will not be just a tool, but can resonate and make people cheer and admire...... Charm. ”