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

As the faint sound of the violin became clearer and clearer, the picture grew brighter and brighter.

In a quaint house littered with candlesticks, crosses, and statues of the Virgin Mary, a boy plays the violin.

A gentle-looking middle-aged couple gazed proudly at such a boy.

The

soft sound of the violin is mixed with natural noises and footsteps, and the scene switches to the mottled and worn sneakers.

Hui Yi.

The silver knife floating in the air flashed white and returned to the boy's hand.

A young boy with an elongated mouth shoves a knife into his pocket and walks out into the street. The crooked steps were correct, and soon blended in with the pedestrians without any sense of disobedience.

The image of the complex street reflecting the people coming and going becomes the scenery on the road.

The boy who was playing the violin slowly raised his eyelids.

Blue eyes are clearly visible on the screen.

The images are constantly intersecting.

Syllable.

"What!".

The gentleman who collided with the teenager got angry.

"Be aware of your surroundings while walking!".

A brief gentleman was on his way. The teenager's gaze briefly touched his back, then fell.

The boy slowed down again.

Bang

Bang Bang!

Hearing the applause, the dignified hand holding the bow slowly descended.

"It's done a good job, it's improved a lot. "

Hearing the praise from his parents, the teenager closed his blue eyes and smiled happily. I heard the cordial conversation between the teenager and his parents.

The boy's blue eyes and the cloudless sky overlapped. Something with a black sheen appeared in the sky.

The boy grabbed quickly.

"Yes, you have to be aware of your surroundings when you walk. "

As if sarcastic, the laughter was quiet.

The boy with a short laugh mixed in the crowd and walked down the street and fell into a remote alley.

"What?".

Liu's expression became fierce. Jacob, stabbed by the stern gaze, retracted his shoulder.

"Then why are you here?".

"Let go, let go. "

"Is it the police?".

"The owner of the wallet ......".

Facing the distracted Jacob, Liu looked at him with an impatient expression. The child next to him was jubilantly noisy.

Because he took him by the hand and preached, he said to believe in God, what to do. He couldn't even escape, and he was arrested, crying and crying. What a worthless guy!".

Hearing the chatter, Liu glared at him nervously. In a keen sight, the volume of the voice loses its power and becomes smaller and smaller.

"Huh, hey,

hey, where are you going!".

"Go home. "

Because Jacob was caught, he played for a while anyway.

Liu sighed and kicked the stone.

"Because that idiot made a mistake!".

Seeing the police passing by, Liu Jia scolded. Just in case, I came out to see, and sure enough, it was on patrol.

The face that was calm when passing by the police was wrinkled as soon as it passed.

As if to dissipate her breath, Liu Yixue, who was walking aimlessly, stopped in one place.

Not long after the trimming, the lawn was very short and the white church was not large.

The afternoon air floated red around it.

In the chaotic city, only the scenery that stopped quietly made Liu Ru see that scene obsessively.

It was too white, looking at the exterior wall that looked like it was going to be stained with sunlight, and when he saw his shoes, Liu wrinkled the corners of his eyes.

"Alright, let's go. "

There was a faint dead heart in his voice.

That moment.

The wind blew a faint sound.

Liu's footsteps stopped.

Curious dark eyes gaze at the church. Maybe I forgot to go back, and little by little, I walked to the source where I could hear the sound.

In the room, which shines through the window, a boy in a modest school uniform is playing the violin.

Liu leaned against the wall next to the window and eavesdropped on the music. The timbre of the violin made Liu Yixue, who had been dumbfounded, become gentle.

The wind blew softly, through the hair of the teenager with his eyes closed.

I feel tired when I look at it.

Liu's eyes opened dissatisfied. Because the performance suddenly stopped.

Distressed for a moment, he cautiously approached the window. Going to spy on the room.

That's the time.

Snort!

The windows were wide open, and the sunlight illuminated the faces of the two boys.

The blue-black eyes widened in fright.

The voice of the dazed teenager sounded.

"Who ......".

Suddenly!

Liu, who was wrinkling his face in an instant, turned around and ran to the other side of the church.

"Ahh

I heard the voice of Liu shouting from behind, but it became smaller and smaller, and soon it was inaudible.

Only the remaining teenagers stared at it in a hurry.

Furrowed eyebrows, chubby mouth.

Liu is now staring at the church.

While pickpocketing, the sound of a violin came to my ears. The calm of just wanting to fall asleep straight away is regrettable and always makes me dizzy.

"Just listen a little bit and then go, just a little bit. "

An excuse for not knowing who to do.

Liu Jia, who observed her surroundings like a look, quietly walked to the outer wall of the building like a wild cat.

Through the open window, a different tune from yesterday sounded.

Liu Jia, who was smiling with satisfaction, sat on the lawn. Leaning against the wall with your hands crossed and your back.

A day or two.

One week, two weeks.

By the time I was a month old, it had become a meaningful daily routine.

It's not that he secretly listens to Liu's words, but he knows that the boy pretends not to know that Liu's time is enough.

Someday.

"Hello?".

The boy broke the unwritten rule of obscurity between them and accosted him.

Liu, who was sitting under the window, raised his head.

"Don't you run away today?".

The young man said magically, and Liu's face suddenly wrinkled. With a look of wanting to get up, Isaiah hurriedly dissuaded Liu.

"I am Isaiah, Isaiah, Rachafer, what about you?".

“...... Liu. There is no surname, just Liu. "

"Ah, I see! "

Although he knew that he was an orphan, Isaiah's attitude did not change.

"Then you can call me Shan, that's what my parents call me. "

Liu looked at Isaiah with a look of all trades.

In the face of that cold gaze, Isaiah did not give in and stretched out a basket in front of Liu Yi.

"Do you want to eat this? I'm eating too much alone. "

Attention is fixed on the cookie.

This is a very tempting offer for the refusal of the orphan Liu.

Probably knowing the contradiction, Isaiah muttered as if he wanted to practice more, put the basket on the windowsill and walked away.

The reason to take turns looking at the basket and Isaiah is.

Wow!

Chewed on cookies and ate them.

Liu's eyes became rounded.

Chewing chocolate chips hanging from his mouth.

Re-establishing a broken sense of vigilance will not be easy.

The closed windows opened, and the windows exchanged pleasantries.

When you're used to chit-chatting or sharing cookies.

The white façade can no longer be a wall that holds them back.

Four corners, four corners.

Across from Isaiah, who was doing his school homework, Liu held his arms and closed his eyes.

From between the open windows, the gentle sunlight shone on the two children. The appearance of the children of peace is as beautiful as seeing the sight of heaven.

Isaiah looked at a passage from the poem he had written.

It was the perfect moment.

A relaxed smile appeared on the faces of the audience.

Edward Knox, who came to see the movie, thought.

"Is it a calm and touching story?".

If this atmosphere develops, it seems to be like that.

Although there is no thrilling feeling, the acting skills of the two child actors and the atmosphere of the movie are already a valuable movie.

But.

"That's a bit of a pity. "

Edward turned his head in an unseen direction.

Everyone has their own temperament.

And Edward was a man of excellence to see it.

"The feeling will be more intense and intense".

I don't know why it feels this way in such a young boy, but Edward saw Daoxian like this.

It looked like it was about to explode. Edward was curious what it was.

"It's just getting started".

Edward once again focused on film.

"Priest?".

Isaiah radiantly welcomed the aging priest. Isaiah and God the Father talked earnestly.

"Ah, you know what?".

"Of course, every time I bring snacks, I can hear the voices of two people in the catechesis, how can I not know. "

Haha, yes.

Isaiah smiled awkwardly. The priest and Isaiah spoke about Liu.

"What? No! No big deal. Because things at home always stay ......

".

Isaiah stopped.

The

priest asked me to say whatever bothered me, and Isaiah spoke helplessly sadly.

"Liu has no parents. "

Oddly enough, it was a wonderfully excited sound.

"It's really not a big deal for me. "

Isaiah laughed.

This is not the angelic smile I saw before, but the smile that scratches the nerves uneasily.

Cracks appear in seemingly perfect everyday life.

"Liu. "

The eyes of attention were opened. Isaiah, who was doing his homework, was looking at the oil.

"Do you want to go to Mass?"

Isaiah smiled as usual.

They don't know.

Perfect means that with just a slight crack, everything will be different.

"What is Shan thinking?".

Liu muttered quietly.

Mass.

What a Mass.

Is Mass appropriate for orphans?

Liu showed a dissatisfied expression.

"I'm the dumbest person to accept that. "

Liu shook his head.

Anyway, something seems to have happened to the brain.

But why doesn't it feel bad?

Pique. A small smile appeared. Liu walked down the road smiling like a fool.

By the way, I stole a man's wallet on the street. For a teenager who is skilled in the craft, it is as easy as walking.

Seeing the five $100 bills inside, a smile appeared on Liu's face. I seem to have had a lot of luck today.

And that moment.

Liu's eyes touched the family portrait tucked in his wallet. The smiling face turned cold in an instant.

Contrary to the cold expression, all kinds of emotions were swirling in his eyes. The audience guessed what happened to the Liu family because of this scene.

“... It's bad luck. "

The family portrait was torn off from Liu's hands like garbage. The feeling of seeing a fall to the ground is blurry.

Stumble.

Dirty sneakers stomping on a photograph walked by. The man's smiling face was mercilessly trampled by the soles of sneakers.

Interrupt.

As soon as the door of the dilapidated building was opened, the old hinges made a tearing sound.

That's the time.

"Hey, hey. "

Breathing in the cool air, I heard a hoarse voice.

A listless face, a smiling expression, greedy eyes.

The Liu family is the master and tyrant of the pickpocket cave. Liu tried to hide his wallet behind him, but it was already in his eyes.

Smack, smack!

Only the murky voices and the muffled voices of the teenager sounded in the desolate buildings. Everyone else seemed to hold their breath, just staring at the closed door.

Liu looked so pained that people couldn't help frowning. Probably after a long day of oil, Joan picked up her purse.

"If you give it obediently from the beginning, won't you not be beaten?"

Profound.

Heard Joan go out.

On the dirty building grounds, the teenager was left alone.

A few hours ago, a boy who was still listening to the sound of the violin in the calm air, abandoned by reality, rolled on the filth-covered floor.

At the same time, the audience is also drawn to reality. Waking up from a dreamy dream feels like facing reality in a trance.

That's the time.

"Kick!".

Liu curled up and hiccuped.

"Why are you laughing?".

Maybe it's crazy because it's so right. And it didn't take long for the audience's eyes to widen.

Because there were five crumpled $100 bills, in Liu's hands.

"So just now...?".

That's when the audience understood why they were curled up at a time when oil prices were rising. The character is very vicious. Sticking out his tongue, Liu's laughter rang out.

"Hahaha!".

Liu held his stomach and laughed. It seemed to be funny, and he wiped his tears and smiled.

Staring at the ceiling, he gritted his teeth.

Damn it.

Liu muttered a swear word in a low voice.

There was a deep emptiness and self-loathing in the voice.

Change sometimes approaches violently, tearing apart the fate of man.

The boy grabbed the beaten stomach and stepped onto the temple in order to keep that damn promise, having to admit that all choices were stupid.

Boys shouldn't be here.

"Brother Isaiah is such an honest man. God would be pleased to practice the teaching of honoring God and loving one's neighbor as oneself. "

For what. Liu's face was filled with suspicion.

The bride continued.

In the picture, the bride and Dohyun are holding attentive hands. It may be more like looking at the vision of Confucian believers.

Neat priests in my spotless clothes and scruffyly dressed teenagers.

Their whispered buzzing sound pierced Liu's ears like thunder.

The impact of the lightning strike, burrowed into the oil, tore his soul and body apart like a ferocious maid, and finally became despicable.

"Let's all pray for our brothers. "

A calm and sacred prayer sounded.

Liu's eyes are looking for someone to grope around. Where the boy's gaze stopped was Isaiah, who was reciting the Lord's prayer with his eyes closed.

Isa.

Liu's lips moved with Isaiah's name drawn.

Isaiah was not with the boy, but there. White and clean, in a world they will never be able to reach.

In one space, but they are in another.

Absolutely unreachable and overlapping.

Isha, did you call me here for this?

The black eyes were crooked, revealing fantasies. Tired of following the teenager, a nightmarish fantasy that he can't get rid of.

Two men and women dyed black were seen on Isaiah's face.

- Poor thing. Now we are your family.

The child reached out to the horse.

Liu, who reached out to Isaiah, clenched his fist from the air.

Liu's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

High ceilings, clean floors, devotees dressed in modest clothes, old brides holding hands, directors with kind faces.

Alone away from it all.

Crooked his face like a demon.

Anyway, the believers closed their eyes, and the only thing they could see was the supreme being who didn't know if it existed.

The hatred of the blue soon cooled down.

The twisted eyebrows returned to their original appearance, and the clenched jaw relaxed. The boy's face was the same as when he first stepped foot on the temple.

The main prayer fades away.

In the silence, Isaiah slowly opened his eyes.

Just like that day.

Just like the first meeting, blue and black eyes met in the bright temple lights.