Chapter 132: The one who stands up a pigeon must swallow a thousand needles
Inside a building in Yongsan District.
Previously, Kang Do-hwan only watched completed MVs.
Looking at it from this perspective now, it has a different flavor.
For example, if the introverted and shy Minami Naoi couldn't make the best expression, the director would immediately call a stop.
Then, just like the crew, I personally acted out the expression of a shy girl who received a love letter.
Well, Kang Do-hwan said it’s very subtle.
After all, the director is an elderly man. If it weren’t for the fisherman’s hat covering his head, I’m afraid that Ming Jingnan, who has a low sense of humor, would burst out laughing.
They changed into a new set of costumes only after the members finished filming the other parts.
During this period, Jiang Zhaohuan also fulfilled his promise. Seeing that they could not finish the filming for a while, he simply asked his assistant Cha Chunhao to buy Korean beef and drinks.
Momo Hirai, who had just finished filming, stared at several staff members who were already grilling Korean beef.
She swallowed and looked eagerly.
Upon seeing this, the director quickly said that they could start filming and eat after it was finished.
Momo Hirai had no choice but to look away pitifully. It was so cruel to shoot the MV in a room filled with the smell of barbecue.
Fortunately, it’s still edible after the filming, um... MOMO, you have to be strong.
According to the director's arrangement, Jiang Zhaohuan also changed into an outfit similar to a high school uniform.
He tied his dark blue tie and tucked it inside his sweater vest.
Then, with a confused expression on his face, a blue and white camera hood was handed to him.
Jiang Zhaohuan was stunned for a moment and asked:
"Are you asking me to wear this?"
"Yes, because the theme of this shoot is to show the different charms of the members, the role you play is like a recorder."
Jiang Zhaohuan showed an understanding expression when he heard this. Rather than being a recorder, the character he played was more like a fan behind the screen.
The vast majority of fans chase their idols through the screen.
Jiang Zhaohuan thought this was a good idea.
He waited until the filming started and then put on the headgear according to the director's instructions.
Then they posed some simple poses, which would be accompanied by music later, so there were people on the scene responsible for reminding them.
The filming went smoothly, and everyone focused 100% in order to eat Korean beef as soon as possible.
When it was finally Jiang Zhaohuan's turn to take off his hood, the previously quiet crowd suddenly became noisy.
He tilted his head and scratched his hair in confusion.
He immediately raised the magnifying glass in his hand and pointed it at Minatozaki Sana who was closest to him.
And at this moment, the director's "click" sound was heard.
"Click! OK, the shot is perfect. Let's all come over and have some barbecue. Thank you, Zhao Huanxi, for spending the money to treat us all!"
"Thank you, Zhao Huanxi!"
The director was in a very good mood. Not only did the MV shooting go smoothly, but he also got to eat free Korean beef.
Oh, it’s really fun to work with JYP.
Unlike some companies, which pay little but provide a lot of trouble.
The clever Lin Nayeon picked up a piece of Korean beef but didn't put it in her mouth in a hurry.
Instead, she threw a coquettish look at Jiang Zhaohuan and said in a childish voice imitating a little boy:
“Thank you Dohwan~oppa~ for the Korean beef~”
Oppa?
Isn't she older than me?
Before Jiang Zhaohuan could react, Yu Dingyan next to him was unwilling to give her good sister any face.
She simply covered her mouth with one hand and began to retch on the spot.
"Yue——"
Lin Nayeon, who was about to act funny a little more, almost couldn't hold the Korean beef in her hand, so she quickly stuffed it into her mouth.
The next second, he raised his fist and started playing around with Yu Jeongyeon.
“Ah! Yu Jeongyeon! Stop right there!”
"Lululu~Only an idiot would stand there and let you hit him."
As the captain, Park Ji-hyo couldn't control her teammates, and even she herself seemed a little restless.
She has been training in JYP since elementary school, and has inherited the "crazy" characteristic very well.
As for Momo Hirai, who has always loved eating, she has been immersed in the world of meat and cannot extricate herself.
She wished her teammates would make more noise so that the meat would be hers, hehe! As a manager, Kim Na-yeon was helpless. She walked to Jiang Zhaohuan and explained in a low voice:
"Nayeon is like this. Sometimes they are too lively. I'm sorry if they disturb Cho Hwanxi."
"It's okay. It's good to be lively. After all, they are idols. No one likes them if they are dull."
Kang Do Hwan is actually quite envious of those who debuted in this kind of group.
But the actors are pretty good, and life on the crew isn’t lonely.
As there was still filming work to do in the evening, Kang Do Hwan did not stay here any longer. He ate some barbecue and left.
Just as he got into the car, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated.
Jiang Zhaohuan took it out and took a look, and found that it was a message from Minatozaki Sana.
[Minatozaki Sana]: Chohwan, thank you for buying the Korean beef. If there is a chance, the members and I would like to treat you to a meal.
[Kang Cho-hwan]: You’re welcome. Aren’t we friends?
[Minatozaki Sana]: After all, I am also your nuna, right?
Why not call me One-chan and let me hear it? ヽ(▽)ノ
Jiang Zhaohuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He could speak Japanese, and he spoke it quite well.
[Kang Jo-hwan]: Are you sure that when a boy calls his sister, it's Ounie-chan? If I remember correctly, it's Nie-chan, right?
Sana Minatozaki couldn't help but pout when she saw the reply. She had forgotten that Kang Cho-hwan seemed to know a little Japanese.
What a failure.
[Minatozaki Sana]: It’s not fun (*~︿~). I’ll learn a language you don’t know and use it to trick you.
Let's get back to the point. I'm serious about inviting you to dinner. After all, I'm older than you and I can't always be taken care of by you.
How about I treat you to a meal the day after your TV series is finished?
Jiang Zhaohuan stared at the phone screen for a while, and it seemed a bit awkward to refuse.
Besides, I don’t have a job after the TV series was finished, so it’s nice to have a meal and chat with friends.
[Kang Do-hwan]: I understand. Then you treat me to a meal and I'll treat you to a drink.
[Minatozaki Sana]: Well, it's settled then! The one who stands you up has to swallow a thousand needles! (*^-^*)
Such scary words are paired with such cute emoticons?
Jiang Zhaohuan shook his head helplessly. He opened the Naver website and found the emoticons that conveyed surprise.
Following Sana’s chat style, I pasted a very vivid emoticon at the end.
[Kang Cho-hwan]: So scary? Isn't that the price of lying? ∑(°口°)!
[Minatozaki Sana]: Humph, this is what happens when you stand me up, Cho Hwan, don’t learn from this! (* ̄︿ ̄)
[Jiang Zhaohuan]: Yes, yes, yes, I will never learn. ('-'*ゞ
Jiang Zhaohuan closed the chat interface of KakaoTalk and stretched comfortably.
Just when he was about to close his eyes and rest.
The familiar figure that appeared beside him made his pupils shrink suddenly.
On an ordinary street in Seoul.
The man in the black baseball uniform was walking and talking on the phone. The smile on his face showed that he was in a good mood.
This person was the agent who had called in sick.
Choi Jung-soo.
Why is Choi Jung-soo here?
Didn’t he take sick leave and rest at home because of stomach discomfort?
Jiang Zhaohuan's face changed slightly, and he watched Cui Zhengzhu walk into a 24-hour Internet cafe.
How can I go to an Internet cafe if I am not feeling well?
Moreover, his expression and complexion just now did not show that he was sick.
Jiang Zhaohuan pursed his lips.
He didn't expect this man to be so bold. It seems like it's time to make a request to the company.
If JYP Entertainment can't even meet such a request.
I don't mind considering other companies.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhaohuan couldn't help but say:
"Brother Chunhao, how much is left for this month's meal money?"
"Yes? What's wrong? Do you think the meal I chose is not good?"
"Nothing, just ask."
The agent is about to go offline and leave.
I don't plan to write what I originally wanted to write, so I decided not to let him show up in advance.
(End of this chapter)