Entertainment: From being a child star to becoming a world star

Jung Hee Sung was like being bewitched by a devil, unable to take his eyes away from Do Hyun.

Shakespeare's Macbeth.

Do-hyun kindly opened the book and gave it to me, but he didn’t read a word of the acting that started before Do-hyun could even read it. Despite this, I still have a clear idea of ​​who the character Do Hyun is playing now.

Do-hyun, who straightened his back gracefully, held a candle. The hand holding the candle, the angle of the chin, and the straight neck are all full of charm.

Although he was walking towards a certain place, his eyes were inexplicably gray.

Corpse-like eyes as slippery as snakes. Although his hands are fair, Dohyun’s eyes reflect red blood

"There are still traces here."

Put down the candle and wash your hands. A look of surprise appeared on Dohyun's face.

The hand washing movements gradually accelerated.

Surprise will soon turn into fear.

"Ha, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The death-like scream was as harsh as a sharp awl.

Hearing the heart-wrenching despair, Jung Hee-sung stopped breathing for an instant. But Do-hyun's acting skills were not over.

In the hands that continued to stain red, Do-hyun seemed to be crazy attracted.

But

"Erase it, the traces of the curse! Didn’t I say it?"

Clenching his hands, the sense of urgency that could not be hidden in the painful voice was not so much fear of the madness as regret. At that moment, the corners of Daoxian's mouth raised slightly.

The undead whispered in the lady's ear.

It was her past. undead

"Ah, yes. Now it's time to decide. Hell is very dark. God, Your Majesty, God! As a soldier, what are you afraid of? We have power. Don't be afraid of anything."

Dohyun looked at the sky and said kindly like comforting a frightened child.

However, under the beautiful smile full of charm, he could not rest assured about the wonderful tension flowing in the air.

"but……"

The subtle sound is eerie.

The charming smile suddenly twisted strangely. Zheng Xicheng shrank reflexively due to the goosebumps running down his spine.

"Who would have thought that the old king had so much blood in his body?"

Dohyun smiled very funny

"…crazy."

Zheng Xicheng doesn't know what he is looking at now. It is better to say that the devil has put a hat on the little guy. It feels very realistic.

There are more times when his face is expressionless than when he is smiling. As a child, he keeps his emotions tightly The child in his eyes.

What are the colorful emotions that Doxian is exuding now?

Zheng Xicheng was completely overwhelmed by Doxian's feelings.

During this period, Doxian was bound by fear, looking at the blood on his hands, his momentum returned. A change occurred, yelling like a seizure

"Stop it, my king. stop! Don't be so afraid of screwing everything up!"

Ouch.

Daoxian suddenly grabbed his neck. His hands were groping around his neck, as if someone was strangling him. His face was pale, and he really looked like a person with a sleepy neck.

Daoxian fell back and sat down like that. He fell to the ground around him. The sight of Dohyun, who was groping and hesitating, met his fingertips, and Zheng Xicheng had the illusion that there was a fishy smell somewhere.

His eyes became cloudy.

"The hand still smells like blood now. No amount of Arabic perfume will make this little hand smell like sandalwood!"

The sound full of pain and the movement of mopping the floor could no longer find the taste of a princess. There was only a stupid person who greedily jumped into the fire and was burned.

Daoxian slowly raised his head.

Zheng Xicheng shivered.. She squeezed the quilt tightly involuntarily.

Mrs. McVess.

This silence is the last peace of Mrs. McVess, who is about to be destroyed.

Mrs. McVess, who ran away because of fear, maintains a wonderful calmness in the face of the coming hell.

"Your Majesty, wash your hands quickly and put on your pajamas. Don't look so pale. I repeat, Banku is buried in the ground. He cannot come out of the grave."

He stretched out his hand to the invisible figure of Do-hyun who stood up unsteadily.

"Your Majesty, please come here and go to the bedroom."

But something wants to break the calm

"ah! There's a knock on the door."

This is the undead spirit that she couldn't get rid of until the end.

Daoxian became more and more anxious. Before the undead spirit attacked her again, before the distant fear dominated the body.

Before that

"Come, come, come! Give me your hand. What has happened cannot be undone. Come on, let's go. Go to the bedroom, go to the bedroom, go to the bedroom!"

Dohyun walked somewhere. Then just like that, he fell down like lying on a bed.

Before that, I have to leave this hell.

Zheng Xicheng stood up from his seat involuntarily

"Dohyun!"

The frightened Zheng Xicheng ran towards Daoxian.

That was smoke.

I knew it was an act.

But I didn't want to see the next one.

Hearing Zheng Xicheng's call, Daoxian raised his head. Seeing Daoxian's face, Zheng Xicheng Sitting nervously in my seat

"What happened?"

The face of the panicked young man was not that of the woman who just exuded the moist breath of death. Strangely, Zheng Xicheng felt relieved and hugged Doxian tightly. Suddenly,

Doxian, who was held by Zheng Xicheng, turned around. Eye

"…scared me"

"So surprised? sorry"

"It was Mrs. McVeis who acted, and she was chosen……"

I was so focused on Dohyun's acting that I didn't feel it, and now that I think about it I'm speechless.

"Isn't it interesting? Macbeth. This is my favorite book."

Hearing that sentence, Zheng Xicheng shook his head, and Daoxian smiled secretly.

"The scene was not intentional, it was just opened up and that part came out"

"You are really... Oh, forget it, I can't do this."

Jung Hee-sung said this and surrounded Do-hyun as if he knew something very precious. Jung Hee-sung thought.

What a frightening little thing.

No matter how he plays the random parts, he has such acting skills.

Jung Hee-sung sighed and suddenly The question that came up was reconsidered.

A random part?

One of Zheng Xicheng's eyebrows raised.

Did you memorize all the books?

Zheng Xicheng grabbed his shoulders and answered regretfully. Dohyun fell from his arms and disappeared. the warmth

"Just read it often."

Dohyun's face looked calm.

"So did you also memorize the lines for other scenes?"

I didn't mean to recite it, it was true.

The little boy was startled one after another.

"Don't you often hear about geniuses?"

"Well, Kelly said I'm smart...I don't know."

Zheng Xicheng understood the meaning of that sentence

"Maybe, there is no chance to compare yourself with others."

Jung Hee-sung calmed down quickly.

No matter he is a genius, an elite, or an ordinary person, a virtuous man is a virtuous man. That kind of thing is only part of the truth.

"How about compared to that?"

Jung Hee-sung replied after revealing his thoughts on Do-hyun's genius.

"How about what? I thought my heart was going to drop. It’s the first time I’ve met someone as good at acting as you"

"Really?"

Unable to conceal his joy, Do-hyun, whose cheeks were flushed with excitement, came to his senses and shook his head.

No, it's not that.

Zheng Xicheng was startled by Do-hyun's words.

What a ridiculous child.

There's really nothing he can do about a head-on collision like this.

"Very handsome?"

"Brother, it's not like that"

"you win."

Hearing that sentence, Daoxian's eyes widened.

"How could I persist in acting like that in front of my eyes?"

Jung Hee-sung's heart is still beating. Not just because he is worried that Do-hyun will really make a mistake.

As if this moment is the last time, the acting of only 8 years old is like burning the spark of life, someone will not Are you nervous?

From the moment Do-hyun lowered his shoulders, Jung Hee-sung's hands were itchy.

During the acting process, Do-hyun couldn't even keep his eyes away from him, and his fingers were shaking. It must be like playing.

Completely attracted by this The kid got involved.

Jung Hee Sung admitted defeat

"I lost."

Hearing that sentence, Daoxian smiled happily. There was no shadow, only a smile of joy. The bright smile he saw for the first time made Zheng Xicheng, who was temporarily dazed, smile at Daoxian.

Zheng Xicheng untied the hug Doxian stood up with his arms, put his hands under Doxian's armpits and raised them.

He put the stiff Doxian on his bed, walked to the closet and opened the closet door.

White was exposed between the clothes hanging on the hangers. The box.

Although I thought I had left it, I finally brought the violin here.

Zheng Xicheng looked at the box with complicated eyes for a while, then reached out and took it out.

Daoxian, who knew what Zheng Xicheng was doing, blushed with joy and excitement.

Open it The box, saw the friend who had been with him for a long time.

He held it carefully with trembling hands, and the body that fit perfectly in his hands filled his body with longing and security.

"How did I put this...to live there?"

Zheng Xicheng's hands skillfully hung the four ropes on the upper part of the hanging rack.

The ropes passed through the bridge, cardboard and ebony nuts, and were wrapped tightly with the emotion of the ropes. The bow hair was also hung on the rope rack. , took out the rosin, rubbed it on the bow hair.

Then carefully stroked the A string. Repeatedly stroke, coordinate, stroke, and coordinate the intervals that were inappropriate due to long-term inactivity.

Then when all four strings are tuned.

The bow crossed the strings with smooth hands.

Although I didn't use a tuner for coordination, the intervals were still very stable. This was a matter of course.

Because I never forgot the timbre of the strings.

The hands that had been resting for a year were not as beautiful as I imagined. It moved like that. It was like an unoiled machine, a little awkward and stiff.

Still, Zheng Xicheng couldn't stop.

The dam blocking the sea could not withstand the water that poured down the moment it broke. Zheng Xicheng was a broken dam.

As his hands began to play.

There was no topic.

Just playing his current mood.

The unstable intervals gradually regained their strength as his smooth bow strings

"Yes, that's the sound."

Jung Hee-sung closed his eyes. If he didn't express his feelings now, his heart would explode.

He continued playing eagerly.

Do-hyun couldn't concentrate on the sharp tone.

Do-hyun didn't know much about music. Because the little boy The world is very small and limited.

But Jung Hee-sung's performance conveys a clear state of mind, and you can see Do-hyun like this.

The desire to play.

To devote all his will to this moment.

Jeong Hee-sung understands Do-hyun, and Do-hyun also Understand Jung Hee-sung.

Something happened between the two that went beyond a simple level of communication.

Jeong Hee-sung’s left eye, which continued to play, was crooked.

The feeling of experiencing it for the first time made Do-hyun grab his heart and feel overwhelmed.

The performance reached a climax, and Do-hyun Xian's eyes were wide open.

Like a calm lake, the clear sky flowed from his body.

At the same time, Zheng Xicheng's body was flowing with a strong flame-like glow-colored thing.

The two breaths were shaking at the moment of mixing.

【found it! Strange souls! 】