Thinker in the entertainment industry

Zheng Tae-yong felt that Zheng Zhiyong's spirit of not seeking to make progress and "unless he is interested in doing it" is really annoying.And Zheng Zhiyong's thoughts are a bit similar to his brother's - my brother is still that social Darwinist.

It feels really bad.

"Oh, I know", Zheng Zhiyong's tone was still light, and he was not surprised by Zheng Taiyong's "thinker". It's not a difficult thing, and Zheng Zhiyong's circle doesn't have many secrets. If Zheng Taiyong wants to know, he can know a lot of things, "Now I can borrow the power of my family, so I will borrow it. If one day I can't get it With the support of my family, I can live on, but I have to change my way of life." His voice was very soft, but his tone was very firm.

"That's all you pursue?"

Zheng Taiyong couldn't directly deny what Zheng Zhiyong said.In the three years Zheng Zhiyong was in high school, he spent a considerable part of his time on treatment, and his mental state was also very bad. He was born not interested in things related to numbers. Korea University, Zheng Zhiyong has done a lot of hard work.

But if you are forced to work hard when you are forced into a desperate situation... Zheng Taiyong shook his head.

"Even if I have pursuits, it's different from what you think." The Zheng family has an open-minded atmosphere, and the age gap between the two brothers is not too big. In addition, conflicts have often occurred since childhood. Facing Zheng Taiyong, Zheng Zhiyong Really don't talk about the order of seniority.

"What is your pursuit, hip-hop? Or do you want to take the opportunity to become a singer again?" Zheng Taiyong's eyes were as sharp as needles, piercing straight into Zheng Zhiyong's eyes, "You have wasted four years Yes, Zheng Zhiyong".

Zheng Zhiyong blinked with a little discomfort, and said with a smile: "No way, I didn't find anything else interesting."

"You want to explore the human heart and society in your lyrics, but now it's just a small fight. If you become famous, it will be a matter of offending people sooner or later. Do you dare?" Zheng Taiyong sneered, "Ten thousand steps back, you Still want to be an artist, have you figured out how to face your old acquaintances? How do you explain the sudden disappearance of you, because you were disabled and in a bad mood, so you didn’t want to see anyone? Or are you jealous of the person who finally debuted? , so even if you find out later that someone has taken the blame because of you, you don't bother to explain?"

Zheng Zhiyong's gentle face suddenly sank, the other party knew all about his black history, it didn't feel good at all.

As for Zheng Taiyong, as a perfectionist, he has never made a mistake, at least Zheng Zhiyong doesn't know it.Having said that, Zheng Zhiyong didn't bother to pay attention to these, even if he was very upset by Zheng Taiyong's turning over old accounts.

"You are pretending to be interested, but you can't solve the problem." Zheng Taiyong didn't intend to let him go. "You are already 23 years old, how many more years do you plan to be willful?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Zheng Zhiyong asked back, "Even if I'm fooling around, is it your money? Or will I suck blood on you when I'm down in the future?"

"You are relying on the protection of your parents." Zheng Taiyong said.

"Then tell them, don't use their face to protect me."

"You think I don't want to", Zheng Taiyong gritted his teeth angrily, he felt quite troublesome about Zheng Zhiyong's refusal to accept, "Mom and Dad are standing at another angle!"

Zheng Zhiyong stretched out his hand and made a "stop" gesture to stop Zheng Taiyong from continuing. He hadn't seen him for half a year. He didn't want to quarrel with Zheng Taiyong as soon as he met, "Stop, stop, I know, I know you What are you talking about, two of the three children will be successful, the probability is already very good, and the remaining one is barely okay, right?" He tried his best to bring the smile back to his face, "You and eldest sister It has exceeded their expectations."

"Then you're an idiot," Zheng Tae-yong said with a sullen face, "I don't want to strengthen myself, but I still hold the idea of ​​'we'll talk about it later'. I feel that you are worse than the psychopath who was crying in the wind when I was a child."

"Psychopaths have human rights too, bro." Zheng Zhiyong put his hand on the window of the car, expressing that he didn't want to talk about it anymore, "I can live without causing trouble to you, and it's not a material for intrigue. Go your way."

"No talent, you should learn more."

Zheng Taiyong opened the door next to the driver's seat, and still did not forget to stab Zheng Zhiyong again.

"Also, I only believe in power."

Being "hated that iron can't be made into steel" by Zheng Taiyong is a matter of growing up. When young, most people's thinking tended to be simple and rough. What Zheng Zhiyong got was not "hate that iron can't be made into steel", but Belittled and disgusted.

And when he grew up, Zheng Taiyong accepted the fact that Zheng Zhiyong was a little different from his older brothers and sisters in terms of talent - sensitive to language, excellent memory, but limited logical thinking ability, sloppy in science, communication skills and leadership skills It doesn't work either.

In Zheng Taiyong's opinion, this kind of talent is a bit tasteless, but it can be tolerated.

What he can't tolerate is Zheng Zhiyong's reluctance to make progress.

Zheng Zhiyong turned on the lights in the room.The interior furnishings of Zheng Zhiyong's current residence are very simple and there are not many things, but considering that he is a bachelor who has just graduated from university, this situation is acceptable.In fact, with his current salary level, it is a little nervous to afford the rent of a house in this area. Fortunately, the simultaneous interpreting jobs he occasionally accepts are quite good, which is enough for Zheng Zhiyong to support him for a while.Of course there is income from underground performances, but Zheng Zhiyong's visits are too infrequent, so that income can basically be ignored.

If it were Zheng Taeyong, he would definitely say that I relied on my parents' connections to get those jobs.

Zheng Zhiyong lay on the bed restlessly, burying his face in the pillow.When he was in the company just now, he controlled himself very well, but now that no one around is watching, the negative emotions surged up again.

Is it not enough for me to be self-sufficient when I look like this? I borrowed my parents' face when I was looking for a job.I'm not sorry for the salary...

But Zheng Zhiyong can't say these words, because he is facing a guy who is only two years older than him and has already become a winner in life, and will only be more successful in the future. What's more, he is not like Zheng Zhiyong. Yong has a dark history of doing wrong things like that, and he has not received much help from his family during his hard work.

Really annoying.

Zheng Zhiyong turned over depressingly, but the movement was a little louder. In the next second, he covered his waist, took a breath, and quickly straightened his posture. He lay on his back like a mummy, and took a deep breath with his body motionless. After a few times, the muscles slowly relaxed.

His chest seemed to be blocked.

He remembered the conversation he had with Zheng Taiyong when he was young.As for why it was when he was young - after he was injured, Zheng Taiyong had to give way to some patients, and he didn't quarrel with him much anymore.

"Only the strong have the right to speak. If you don't have the ability, you will hold back when you are bullied." Zheng Taiyong said, "You can be a lion if you don't do it, but you want to be a rabbit. Who can blame you for being chased?"

"Human society is not a jungle, and there is no need for a relationship of predators and predators. I accept competition and symbiosis, and I can guarantee my survival in the competition, but the requirements for the quality of survival are different," Zheng Zhiyong argued seriously. At that time, although he was young, he read a lot, had a good memory, and spoke in a consistent manner, but there were a few people who could talk to him and were in the mood to talk to him. "If I have to use a metaphor, I The current situation is more like being squatted on the tree by a group of monkeys who have nothing to do after eating the fruit and smashing the fruit core for fun, because I like to eat grass and refuse to go up the tree.”

"Besides climbing the tree, do you have any other way to solve this problem? Protesting to the monkeys on the tree, saying that you are doing it wrong? It's no use."

"So I should change my diet, or climb trees?"

"You can also protest with the herbivores under the tree. After all, there are more people who can't climb trees. If you work together, you may be able to make a big noise. But you have to know that there will always be people on the tree. initiative."

……

Similar conversations took place countless times, but none of them convinced anyone.Up to now, Zheng Taiyong continues to climb up with all his heart. Zheng Zhiyong, a "monkey who likes to eat grass and does not want to climb trees", is in a much worse situation by comparison.Because the ground running speed that he used to be quite proud of in his heart is gone.

have nothing left……

Zheng Zhiyong opened his eyes, looking at the white ceiling, the sound of car horns sporadically coming from the street outside, as far away as from outer space.

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Zhiyong propped up the bed with his hands and sat up slowly.

"You have to come out," he said to himself, "If you have to go out, there will always be a new road, which is not as good as the original one, and even slightly worse is acceptable, isn't it?"

"You are afraid of failing again." Zheng Zhiyong slowly got out of bed and stood in front of the full-length mirror, "You keep finding reasons to hesitate, worrying that you don't have enough inspiration, and you won't write songs for the group, but what is the most fundamental reason? Clearly, you're afraid of failing again, of your time and energy being worthless again."

"But even if you stay where you are and eat grass quietly, someone will still hit you, such as Zheng Taiyong, the guy who calls the weak and the strong all day long." The lips of the person in the mirror are pale and even a little chapped, Zheng Zhiyong does not Very satisfied, he stuck out his tongue and licked it lightly.

"So try to find a better grass."

"It's impossible for you to follow him up a tree."

"You and your brother have completely different logics. You can't beat him, you always have, but that doesn't mean you have to do it his way."

"You guys", Zheng Zhiyong looked at himself in the mirror, that beautiful and outrageous face has become a little more energetic than before, but there is still residual sentimentality, "The way is different, we don't conspire with each other."

Zheng Zhiyong's chest rose and fell, from the initial intensity, to the later calm down, and finally, he showed a slight smile.

Being emotional is one of Zheng Zhiyong's many weaknesses. Fortunately, Zheng Zhiyong is also a person who loves to think and tries to control his bad emotions.

"myway, ornoway", when Zheng Zhiyong sat back on the bed again, his tablet computer was already on his lap, "No, it's too absolute to say that we only need to eat grass. The taste is good, maybe it will be a stepping stone, but I will not climb up because of the enjoyment of being condescending, that’s for sure.” He tried to smooth out his still a little confused thoughts, “I think it’s better to stand tall, and I can climb if I want to, but It doesn't mean that you can throw objects from high altitudes by standing on it... It's a good thing that I didn't think of the fight with Jung Tae-yong when I gave myself a stage name for underground activities. It was more casual at that time. Brother Zai Fan proposed to use 'thinker' I didn't really think about it, I agreed when I thought it was okay, let me do it myself, and thinking about the past, would I name myself 'herbivorousmonkey'... No, the herbivore in English seems like including leaves..."

The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Zheng Zhiyong's soliloquy.

Fortunately, after some self-examination, Zheng Zhiyong's mood was still calm, and it was not a stage where he was overwhelmed with inspiration and could not be interrupted. He picked up the phone and was stunned when he saw the name on the screen.

"Hi, Li Zhunxi."

It is certain that Li Zhun will quit mq. He may not continue to use the stage name he used when he was active as a member of mq in the future, but now Zheng Zhiyong still calls him that. After all, when he is working, "employer" It's mq—although there is no salary.

"Are you in Korea now? I heard you're on your annual leave."

"I've come back, this is not an international long-distance call." Zheng Zhiyong said with a smile.

"That's it... Do you have time for the two days between 29 and [-]?"

In front of Zheng Zhiyong's eyes was the class schedule that he had just arranged with his colleagues in the evening: "No. 30 in the evening." He vaguely guessed what Li Zhun was talking about, but he didn't take the initiative to bring it up.

"Could you come to our concert?" Li Zhun said this, and added, "We will pay for the tickets."

Zheng Zhiyong's expression was relatively calm in the front, but when Li Zhun said the last sentence, he burst out laughing.

"Okay." Zheng Zhiyong said.