Chapter 161 A call from a bastard

The alarm on my cell phone broke the tranquility of the bedroom.

Jiang Zhaohuan, who was hiding in the bed, stretched out his hand to cut off the sound, but he couldn't find it.

After a few tries, he finally accepted the reality and sat up on the bed with messy hair.

He squinted his eyes in confusion, and only showed surprise after seeing the time.

Why does it feel like I haven’t slept for long and it’s already 9pm?

Jiang Zhaohuan sat on the bed and thought for a while, then he remembered that after sending Minatozaki Sana back to the dormitory last night, the first thing he did when he got home was to read the script.

As a result, I was a little fascinated by it and stayed up all night and didn't fall asleep until daytime.

After figuring it out, Jiang Zhaohuan dragged his tired body, washed up, and prepared to do a live broadcast without makeup.

Today is the day when the finale of "Moonlight Drawn by Clouds" is broadcast. In order to give back to fans, agent Cha Chunhao asked him to do a live broadcast at home.

The content of the live broadcast is very simple, which is to watch the finale with fans.

Logically speaking, it would be better to wear makeup during live broadcast.

But Jiang Chaohuan is not good at makeup, so if he were to do it himself, it would most likely result in a strange hot search.

So he just put some moisturizing water and lotion on his face and did nothing else.

He took out the equipment that his agent Cha Chunhao had prepared in advance from the coffee table in the living room. After making sure that there was no problem with the shooting angle, he curled up on the sofa and prepared to order his first meal of the day.

As a very competent agent, Che Chunhao did not forget to call to confirm ten minutes before the show started.

"Brother, don't worry. This is not my first live broadcast. Just have a good rest."

"Yes, then I can go on a date with my girlfriend in peace."

Jiang Zhaohuan was about to hang up the phone when his eyes suddenly widened to twice their size. He said in disbelief:

"Mo? When did you get a girlfriend?"

"Hahaha, just two days ago~ Dohwan, I'm dead then."

beep.

The busy tone from the other end of the phone made Jiang Zhaohuan's heart sink.

My good brother Gao Zixiang is in love, and now even his agent is in love. When will it be my turn?

Never mind, he has fans, so he should just make money.

Jiang Zhaohuan sat on the sofa puzzled, and when the live broadcast time came, he pressed the start button.

I appeared in the Vlive live broadcast room on time, and the Internet speed was very smooth.

Jiang Zhaohuan looked at himself on the tablet computer and scratched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

He was not the kind of person who could liven up the atmosphere. Staring at the fans who kept entering the live broadcast channel, he had to get up and get himself some drinks.

When I was thinking about whether I should say hello, I saw a barrage of comments floating by.

[Zhao Huanxi, you are not allowed to drink alcohol when you just come of age. 】

Jiang Zhaohuan raised the wine glass in his hand, shook it and responded:

"This is not wine, it's just water. I still have self-awareness."

The barrage of comments was refreshing very quickly, and he couldn't see every one of them clearly, so he had to turn on the TV to play some background music for himself.

After the commercial ended, the finale of "Moonlight Drawn by Clouds" began to relax.

Jiang Zhaohuan adjusted his sitting position to be comfortable, looked at the TV screen carefully, and was gradually attracted by the plot.

Now it’s good, the live broadcast room is lively enough.

[What? Do Hwan Oppa, are you obsessed with this? ]

[I am dying of laughter. The company asked you to work, but you watched the drama seriously? You are worthy of it! ]

【Hahahaha, then let's all just watch the show quietly. 】

[To be honest, I am looking forward to when he will realize that he is live streaming.]

Jiang Zhaohuan had indeed completely forgotten about the live broadcast and had no intention of even remembering it.

When he heard the phone ringing, he picked it up and slashed the screen.

However, a strange girl's voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Oh my, it’s really connected? Hahahaha, look at the live broadcast, it’s really connected!”

"Oppa Oppa, we love you hahahaha!"

A shrill scream came from the other end of the phone.

Jiang Zhaohuan couldn't help but frown, and then he realized that he was holding a work computer that was not turned off.

So the person who called was naturally a sasaeng fan. His face turned ugly, and he hung up the phone without replying.

When Jiang Zhaohuan was wondering where his private plane was, he found that he was broadcasting live.

The comments in the live broadcast room also went viral after the fans' actions just now.

[Damn, this is a call from a stalker, right? ]

[Are these people disgusting? Can't they just watch Do Hwan's works? ]

[You have no parents, right? Oppa is just too good-tempered! ]

Comments like these filled the tablet computer. Jiang Zhaohuan took a deep breath and had no choice but to respond to the questions about private life.

This is also the first time since his debut that he has called on everyone not to become a stalker.

"Now whenever I turn on my phone I will receive calls from unknown people, and I won't answer them, so please don't call me anymore."

"Also, don't be curious about what I am like in private or how I live my life."

"I am also an ordinary person. I have to work, eat and sleep. There is no difference. So please live your life well."

After Jiang Zhaohuan finished speaking, he stopped talking about these unhappy topics. He stood up and took the takeaway left at the door and went into the house.

While unpacking the takeaway box, he stared at the comments and responded:
"Can I say happy birthday to you, ah~ is it your birthday today?

Then I wish you a happy birthday, this ID is Zhou... ahem, I won't read your ID, I wish you happiness every day."

It’s not that Jiang Zhaohuan didn’t want to read, it’s that he really had no way to read it.

Because this person’s ID is actually: When will the couple get married on Friday.

I was really careless. It seems that I should not read fans' IDs randomly during live broadcast.

Jiang Zhaohuan put on disposable gloves and followed the local customs by picking up a piece of perilla leaf. He quite liked the special fragrance of this thing.

Perilla leaves, spicy pig's trotters, white radish slices, kimchi slices and a small amount of sesame oil and mashed garlic.

A variety of different flavors are wrapped together, and it is a collision of deliciousness in one bite.

This was the first time that Jiang Zhaohuan ate Peninsula’s pig’s trotters.

No wonder Momo Hirai is obsessed with it, it really is a bit addictive.

He ate while watching and interacted with fans from time to time.

After the finale was broadcast, Kang Do Hwan hadn't finished eating yet.

He drank a sugar-free Coca-Cola while staring at the content on the barrage and replied:

"Can we dance together? Ani, I'm a terrible dancer, and dancing at this time may disturb others. Although there is no one living next door to me, there are still tenants downstairs."

"Any snacks you like recently that you would recommend? Yes, wait for me."

Jiang Zhaohuan took off his disposable gloves, stood up and walked to the kitchen shelf, and took a bag of puffed food.

He came back to the camera and started introducing himself:

"Actually, I don't eat snacks that often, but last time I met Baekhyun, he gave me a pack of these, and I thought they were delicious, so I repurchased them."

After seeing that the snack’s logo was completely uncovered, people on the barrage laughed and joked that the advertisers had earned a wave of traffic for free.

Soon, a unique Chinese barrage came into Jiang Zhaohuan's sight.

[I was really sad when I saw Yin Sheng die. Ahhh, why did you trick me into crying? Why did you have to die?! ]

Jiang Zhaohuan couldn't help but smile when he saw this comment. He didn't expect that fans could be so immersed in the drama.

He glanced at the other party's ID, and after confirming that there was no problem, he comforted him:

"I'm fine, aren't I? Bingkuai classmate, I'll always be here, don't worry."

After hearing these words, the ponytail girl far away in China wanted to perform a set of military boxing on the bed.

It’s bad enough that I was turned over, but I was also teased!
Wuwuwu! I am Kang Do Hwan's fan when I am alive and I am Kang when I die... Pah pah pah, I will always be Kang Do Hwan's fan!

Jiang Zhaohuan felt a little embarrassed after saying this. He fanned his cheeks and changed the subject:
“I found that many fans were saying that the two characters I played did not have a happy ending.

Ahem, this is not something I can decide. I will try to take on stories with a good ending in the future and try not to deceive you into crying."

He originally wanted to say that his movie to be released in the second half of the year is probably going to make you cry.

But if you think about it carefully, this would be considered a spoiler of the movie content in advance, so you immediately change the story and get away with it.

The live broadcast did not last long and ended after an hour and a half.

After Jiang Zhaohuan closed the live broadcast, he stood up and prepared to sort the garbage.

During the time he lived on the peninsula, he had become extremely skilled.

As soon as he finished his preparations, he turned to the script.

(End of this chapter)