Chapter 103 Am I a genius?
After two rehearsals, we finally arrived at the official live broadcast session.

Having partnered with the actor countless times, Kang Do-hwan has become accustomed to saying some corny lines.

Even if you still look embarrassed, you won't get stuck.

Jiang Zhaohuan smiled and turned his head to look at Pei Zhuxuan who was standing on the box beside him, and said:

"Irene xi."

"Inside?"

“Before a movie or TV series starts, there will be box office or ratings conventions or something like that.

Now that we are talking about this, how about we challenge the ratings agreement of Music Bank? "

Bae Joo-hyun, who was standing on the box, was finally able to look at Jiang Zhaohuan at eye level. She nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, then who's going to decide?"

"Irene xi, you decide."

Bae Joo-hyun couldn't suppress a smile on her face. After two rehearsals, she naturally knew what the other party's script contained.

I can only say that every time I hear it, I have a strange feeling:

"So, if Music Bank can get 10% viewership, how about Free Hug?"

The fans in the audience became excited after hearing “Free Hug”.

Who doesn’t want to be hugged by their favorite artist?
Jiang Zhaohuan was surprised by the scream. He raised his eyebrows and showed a possessive expression:

"Hmm... sounds good.

But if it's a Free Hug, I absolutely cannot watch Irene xi being hugged by another man.

How about a fan signing compared to Free Hug?

The fans in the audience screamed again.

One could even vaguely hear several female fans shouting in unison, "That's great!"

“The fan signing event was pretty good too~”

Bae Joo-hyun tried hard to hold back her laughter. She just heard a male fan deliberately calling her "Oppa".

This really hit her funny spot.

Jiang Zhaohuan, who didn't hear anything, just thought the words just now were too corny, and continued to host with red ears:

"In order for us to fulfill our promise, I hope everyone will love us more in the future.

Musice Bank, you must stick to this place!"
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The work on Music Bank is finally done.

But compared to filming on a TV crew, it is still relatively easy.

Jiang Zhaohuan thought about the ratings agreement they made during the live broadcast, and honestly felt that it was impossible to achieve.

So far, the highest viewership rating is only 2.4%, which is impossible to reach 10%.

Go back to the waiting room and pack your things.

Jiang Zhaohuan hurried to the parking lot, ready to return to the crew far away in Gyeonggi Province.

When getting off the car, he noticed that Choi Jung-soo looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Kang Do-hwan knew that today was Jung-soo's birthday.

Just before getting off the bus, he deliberately pretended to have an expression as if he suddenly remembered something.

Then, under Choi Jung-soo's expectant gaze, he took out a beautifully packaged mirror from his bag.

Mirror?

Is this the birthday present that Kang Do Hwan gave to himself?

Jiang Zhaohuan had a flawless smile on his face, and he held out both hands without forgetting to offer birthday wishes.

"Happy birthday, Jungsu. I almost forgot about the gift."

"Is this... a mirror?"

"Yes, I noticed that you often look at yourself in the rearview mirror, Jungsu, so I decided to buy you a practical gift."

Cui Zhengzhu's mouth twitched slightly, but he still looked happy, and said cheerfully:

"Thank you, Do Hwan. I'll be welcome then!"

"Yes, then Jungsu, I'll leave first."

Jiang Zhaohuan naturally gave him a mirror on purpose, and chose a very cheap street stall product. The meaning of giving him a mirror is nothing more than to let him recognize his own identity.

An agent should act like an agent. If he does anything that is not in line with his status, he should be fired.

Choi Jung-soo, sitting in the car, looked at the mirror in his hand, unaware of the other party's intention.

If this were given to the Chinese, they would probably be able to figure it out better.

If you give it to Choi Jung-soo, he will only regret why he has to look in the mirror so often.

Ah Xi! I should have hinted at what I needed earlier.

Choi Jung-soo hit his head directly on the steering wheel, making a loud noise.

The startled prop master looked in the direction of the sound and cursed inwardly:
"Shit, you scared me."

Jiang Zhaohuan, who gave the mirror away, was in a good mood at the moment.

After arriving at the crew, I unexpectedly received a new task assigned to me by Director Bai Shangxun.

He didn't expect that Director Baek Sang-hoon was so optimistic about him that he even asked him to try writing the lyrics for the OST.

Bai Shangxun took out the arrangement he had purchased, walked in front of Jiang Zhaohuan with a smile, and said:

“Originally, we should have found a professional lyricist for this, but I think your understanding of the character in the play is quite good.

Anyway, there is still a long time before the show starts, so you can try to write lyrics.”

Jiang Zhaohuan, who always likes challenges, also thought it was worth a try. He nodded and said:

"Yes, I will try my best. Thank you Director Nim for giving me this opportunity."

Bai Shangxun knew that Jiang Zhaohuan was very serious about everything he did, so he reminded him:

"Zhaohuan, this is not to put pressure on you. It doesn't matter if you can't write it. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand. Thank you Director Nim for your concern."

Jiang Zhaohuan returned to the hotel with the USB flash drive containing his arranged music, and opened his laptop computer which he usually only used to play games.

He wanted to try listening to the arrangement style before deciding on the direction of the lyrics.

Just by simply listening, you can feel that the arrangement is very suitable for filling in the lyrics from Hong Lerong's perspective.

After all, he had read the original novel and the script, so he knew how difficult the love journey of Hong Lerong and Li Yan was.

For Hong Lerong, it is what she cherishes and loves the most.

I'm afraid it was when they first met, before she entered the palace to become an eunuch, and before she knew that Li Yan was the crown prince.

The appropriate lyrics gradually emerged in Jiang Zhaohuan's mind. After filling them in carefully, he hummed along with the melody.

“As if our memories are just fading into blur.”

“Standing in the white fog/my vision is gradually blurring.”

"I'm afraid I'll forget your bright smile."

After Li Yan bore the weight of the crown, he did not smile as much as before.

He has paid so much for himself, the people and the future of the royal family.

So for Hong Lerong, after learning her identity, all she wanted was to escape.

She didn't want to become a stumbling block on Li Yan's path to becoming the monarch, and she would never allow it.

But the girl's mind makes her worry that those beautiful memories and the image of Li Yan in her memory will fade away with time.

"Across the misty road/If you are looking for me."

“Just follow / the path guided by the moonlight.”

“If the flowers of spring/will bloom again.”

“I wish we could go back to the way things were.”

I don’t know if it’s because he understands the character well enough, or if the arrangement is really his favorite style.

By the time Jiang Zhaohuan reacted, the lyrics on the draft paper had already been written.

There's no problem even if you just hum it.

Jiang Zhaohuan tilted his head and said to himself in a somewhat cocky tone:
"Oh, am I a genius?"

　I don’t know whether you are a genius or not, but the original author Zheng Zhenyong is a genius.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)