Chapter 12

Even though she was angry, when Moon-jeong-woo showed his talent for composing the next day, Lee Soon-gyu had already resigned herself to it. A trainee like this, not to mention SW, would not be let go by any entertainment company. The only thing Lee Soon-gyu could do now was to change his personality; otherwise, she didn't know if it was his nature to be so sharp-tongued only to her. Besides, he was indifferent to everyone else, without being rude.

Moreover, her father, Lee Soo-young, emphasized that she should take care of him, and they lived on the same floor. Even if she tried to avoid him, she would still be the one who interacted with him the most, and the one who would suffer from his sharp tongue. Since her father said there was no rush and they needed to make a plan, she decided to first take Moon-jeong-woo around to familiarize him with the environment. The rest could be discussed later.

Even if she found him frustrating, Lee Soon-gyu had to admit that he was only thirteen years old, played the piano well, and could compose. He was also skilled in Taekwondo, and his singing was on key. Whether it was singing or dancing, he would definitely learn quickly. As for trainees, it wasn't necessary to practice every day until debut.

When it came to the basic skills of an artist, often after four or five years of training, the second or third year was already sufficient. After that, it was just consolidation, and the rest of the time was spent waiting for a debut opportunity. There were also those who, even after debuting, were not very skilled, but because the company found them at the right time, they debuted after only half a year or a year of training.

In the current Korean entertainment industry, the opportunities for improvisation were decreasing. Dances were pre-rehearsed, songs were pre-recorded, and even lip-syncing was possible. Variety shows had scripts, and even if you were asked to speak a few lines, you could say them indifferently. If it was a group, the official statements were usually made by the leader, and the other members had little to do with it. So, as long as you had the basics, the rest was just about improving, and if you couldn't, you just had to make do.

Moon-jeong-woo, after all, was not very familiar with the entertainment industry. From the moment he decided to become an artist to now, he had collected very limited information. As Lee Soon-gyu explained things to him, she also took him around the company to show him the different rooms and their purposes, so he could find his way around later.

As for the other trainees, Moon-jeong-woo met them through Lee Soon-gyu's introduction. Most of them were older, and two boys were indifferent to him. They didn't show any rudeness, just because Lee Soon-gyu was there. As for the female trainees, there was no obvious conflict of interest between the same gender. When Moon-jeong-woo was quiet, he looked very handsome and cool, with a delicate face.

Seeing the many female trainees fawning over Moon-jeong-woo, Lee Soon-gyu's lips slowly curved into a smile. It was the first time she had seen Moon-jeong-woo at a loss, even though they had only known each other for a short day. She chuckled and hid to the side, feeling a sense of satisfaction. Your intelligence only shows in your sharp tongue, otherwise, you're just a brat, right?

However, as the girls became more and more brazen, and seeing Moon-jeong-woo clenching his fists in frustration, Lee Soon-gyu suddenly had an idea. A strong spark ignited in her heart, giving her a sense of excitement. She ran a few steps forward, pulled Moon-jeong-woo over, and stood protectively in front of him, frowning. "Everyone, start practicing. Be careful, or the teacher will scold you."

The girl who had walked with Lee Soon-gyu in the morning, Xu Meina, was 14 or 15 years old, born in 1988. Seeing Lee Soon-gyu about to take Moon-jeong-woo away, she grinned and said, "Soon-gyu, are you angry?" Another girl stepped forward, "Soon-gyu, you can't do that. Do you want to use your status as the CEO's daughter to hog him all to yourself?" Lee Soon-gyu widened her eyes and pointed at the giggling girls, "You... you actually say such things. I really..."

"What's the commotion? Don't you need to practice?" A young man in his late twenties walked in; he was SW's dance teacher. The girls quickly moved to the side and started their warm-up exercises. Lee Soon-gyu pulled Moon-jeong-woo, "Hello, Jun-young oppa. This is the new trainee, Moon-jeong-woo... ah, say hello."

Moon-jeong-woo bowed, "Hello, senior." Lee Soon-gyu frowned, "Don't call him senior, call him teacher." The dance teacher smiled and waved, looking at Moon-jeong-woo, "Not bad, at least you have the looks. No wonder the CEO likes you. Even his daughter is assigned to accompany you." Lee Soon-gyu playfully hit him, "Oh! Oppa, you're always talking nonsense."

Moon-jeong-woo paused, looking up at the dance teacher with confusion, "Is there... another meaning to this?" The dance teacher looked surprised, then suddenly turned and laughed. Lee Soon-gyu pushed Moon-jeong-woo, wanting to get angry, but seeing his puzzled look, she was speechless. The dance teacher shook his head, "Piano... family. This kid is so funny, ha ha. No... other meaning, ha ha."

Moon-jeong-woo touched his nose, feeling a bit lost. Lee Soon-gyu stomped her foot, her face turning red as she ran out. Moon-jeong-woo stood there, unsure whether to stay or go. The dance teacher waved, and Moon-jeong-woo bowed and followed Lee Soon-gyu. When they got outside, a fist came at him. Moon-jeong-woo instinctively wanted to grab it, but he quickly realized something and didn't move. The punch landed on his chest, but it didn't hurt.

Indeed, it could only be Lee Soon-gyu. She glared at him, took a deep breath, and said irritably, "Follow me, I have something to say to you!" She turned and walked away, and Moon-jeong-woo silently followed. They entered a room, and Lee Soon-gyu closed the door behind them.

The room was small, a practice room, but very small. She sat down, rubbing her head, and looked at Moon-jeong-woo, gesturing for him to sit. After a while, she calmed down and looked at Moon-jeong-woo, recalling the sudden inspiration that had struck her. Her mood was no longer as conflicted as before, but rather filled with anticipation.

What had inspired her? It was when those female trainees were fawning over him that her inspiration struck. The same inspiration that made her proud: he had the talent to create music, and she had the talent to shape his... personality. Yes, his personality.

Raising him. What a great opportunity, and a very challenging one. With a face more beautiful than any girl, at thirteen years old, with an IQ of 160, excelling in piano, Taekwondo, studies, and foreign languages, and apparently from a wealthy family. Such a perfect young boy was a great opportunity for raising.

Originally, Lee Soon-gyu only knew about the culture of raising, but she wasn't very enthusiastic about it. However, girls have a natural inclination for such things, and although they were the same age, she was actually nine months older. His sharp tongue had annoyed her enough, and his personality had flaws. If she didn't shape him, she would feel she had failed herself for enduring his verbal abuse.

Hmph, having flaws and shortcomings is not your fault, but being so arrogant and sharp-tongued despite that is unacceptable. How could I let you stay like that? Don't blame me, Moon-jeong-woo. You gave me the chance to get back at you, so let's see how I can shape you. I promise it will be a win-win, and you won't lose out, hehe.

"You're drooling," Moon-jeong-woo's voice interrupted Lee Soon-gyu's thoughts. Seeing his strange look, she subconsciously wiped her mouth, trying to control her emotions. The fact that she wasn't drooling made her more determined to shape this arrogant brat.

"Let me think. For your entertainment career, what kind of personality should I shape... what kind of personality would be best for you?" Moon-jeong-woo was taken aback, frowning slightly, "Shape? Would it still be me?" Lee Soon-gyu waved her hand, "Of course, it's shaping based on you. As long as it exists within you, it's yours... it can't be anyone else's."

Moon-jeong-woo thought for a moment, his eyes brightening, "That makes sense. So, what do you think would be more suitable?" Lee Soon-gyu stroked her chin, wondering if he was finally getting it. She cleared her throat, hiding her strange thoughts, and spoke calmly, "Father doesn't care about looks, only about talent and depth. But Uncle's philosophy is that looks determine character..."

Moon-jeong-woo frowned, interrupting her, "Who is your uncle?" Lee Soon-gyu was about to speak, but suddenly frowned and huffed, "None of your business, just listen." Moon-jeong-woo didn't say anything, and Lee Soon-gyu glared at him, continuing, "You look cute, even if you're sharp-tongued or a stiff, you should show a cute personality to your fans."

Moon-jeong-woo was taken aback, "If I shape myself like that, I can debut?" "Oh!" Lee Soon-gyu laughed, "I said, you'll truly understand why I hit you last night when you figure it out. For now, this is just a way to help you cope with the entertainment industry. Besides, I was just giving an example. Actually, it would be a waste to simply shape you into a cute personality."

Moon-jeong-woo, not suspecting anything, nodded and asked, "So, what should I do?" Lee Soon-gyu frowned, thought for a moment, and clapped her hands, "Let's do this. The CEO hasn't given you any tasks yet, so let's start by solving your problem." Moon-jeong-woo became serious, and his serious expression pleased Lee Soon-gyu. However, no matter how smart and intelligent he was, he didn't know her true intentions.

"To solve a problem, you need to identify it first. What is your problem? It's your personality and the way you interact with people. So, tell me about your situation, and I'll find clues to help you. You said you received a mechanical education from your father, but your brother and sister don't have the same unbearable personality. That might be the reason. Since you are more rigid than them, why are you the one who has a conflict with your family and ran away, not them?"

Moon-jeong-woo was taken aback, lowering his head in silence. Lee Soon-gyu looked at the door and said to him, "No one else is here except me. If you don't trust me, I can't help you." Moon-jeong-woo thought for a moment and looked up at her, "Is this what you mean by sharing?" Lee Soon-gyu nodded, "Something like that. Some secrets can't be told, but keeping them inside can be painful. Besides, if you don't tell me, I can't understand you. If I can't understand you, I can't find a way to help you. Think about it, I'm not forcing you."

Moon-jeong-woo looked out the window. It had snowed lightly the day before, but it had stopped today. He stood up, walked to the window, and gently opened it. As the cool breeze blew, Moon-jeong-woo's memories, like snowflakes, slowly drifted towards Lee Soon-gyu. As Moon-jeong-woo spoke, Lee Soon-gyu felt as if she was immersed in his story, gradually becoming engrossed.