Chapter 17 Why do you need to dance as a host?

The hot search effect successfully made Jiang Zhaohuan's name remembered by people who saw this news.

JYP Entertainment also seized the opportunity to disclose Kang Do Hwan's personal information and helped clarify the truth behind the hot search.

[So this is the truth~ Oh my god, Cho Hwan-xi must have been shocked at that time, right?]
[The reporter's skills are not good enough, didn't he capture the vomiting moment kkkkkk]
[Do Hwan is so handsome, I really want to be held in his arms~ Do Hwan, let’s get married!]
The comments under the trending search have also changed a lot, but when he saw the content that someone wanted to marry him, Jiang Zhaohuan couldn't help but take a step back.

It’s not that the other party’s remarks were shocking enough, but that the commenter’s profile picture was a bearded man.

The response to the first episode was very good, and all the crew members worked even harder.

And just as Lu Shangxun predicted, the ratings in the second week increased significantly.

Many people watched this TV series because of Kang Do Hwan. At first, most of those who were deceived into watching it were fans of his looks, but after seeing his dual acting skills, some of them inevitably became fans of his acting skills.

Jiang Zhaohuan, who has been the center of recent topics, is in a state of crying for food at the moment. According to the gossip passed on by Zhong Shengge, the person who brought him dinner today was the agent specially arranged by the company.

In the future, all matters big and small will be taken care of by this agent.

He was still quite looking forward to his agent. He didn't know what the other person's personality was like, but he hoped that he was not a taciturn person like himself.

The door of the filming location was carefully pushed open, and a man in a plaid shirt with the same bowl cut as Kim Soo-hyun stood at the door.

He looked around for a while, and after meeting Jiang Zhaohuan's gaze, a smile quickly appeared on his face.

It's this smile, there's something a bit silly in it.

The man walked quickly to Jiang Zhaohuan, held the plastic bag in both hands and did a standard 90-degree bow, causing the kelp beef soup in his left hand to spill out of the lunch box.

"Ah! S-Sorry, I didn't realize the lunch box wasn't closed tightly!"

Jiang Zhaohuan felt his heart tighten. The agent assigned to him by the company was obviously a newbie. He twitched his mouth helplessly, asked the staff for some tissues, and tried hard to clean the floor.

He raised his eyes to look at the man with the pot-covered hair and asked:
"Are you the agent assigned to me by the company?"

"Yes, my name is Choi Jung-soo, I'm thirty years old, Cho Hwan-xi, you can just call me brother."

Jiang Zhaohuan nodded, he reached out to take the plastic bag handed to him by Choi Jung-soo, and took out the food that was not damaged.

As a result, he found that these foods were a little strange. Except for the bowl of kelp beef soup that had been sacrificed, the rest were actually the staple food for the meeting.

Kimchi fried rice, kimbap, and sushi that was obviously purchased from a convenience store.

How worried is your own agent that you won’t have enough food to eat?
Jiang Zhaohuan guessed that Choi Jung-soo probably had no experience as a manager, so he stood up and asked the staff for a chair so that he could sit next to him and eat together.

Even if he had a big appetite, he wouldn't eat so much staple food to fill his stomach.

He took a piece of seaweed rice and stuffed it into his mouth. After swallowing it, he said:

"Jungsu, next time when you bring me food, don't buy all the staple food. Eating too much can sometimes affect the filming."

"Yes, I've remembered that. So, Zhao Huanxi, do you have any dietary restrictions?" Choi Jung-soo took out a mysterious notebook from his waist bag and asked sincerely.

"I don't eat raw food or carrots, but anything else that doesn't taste bitter is fine."

“Raw food and carrots… Yeah, I get it!”

Jiang Zhaohuan felt that although Choi Jung-soo was a little unreliable, at least he was very ambitious.

After he quickly finished the kimchi fried rice in front of him, he asked his agent to dispose of the remaining food as he would have to resume filming soon.

As a manager, Choi Jung-soo was entering the filming location of a TV series for the first time. He watched the show with some excitement.

When I took out my phone to secretly take photos to share with my girlfriend, I remembered Choi Jong-seung's advice to me. Nothing on the set can be made public to others... Well, forget it.

He silently put away his phone and his eyes fell on Kang Do Hwan who was discussing the script with Seo In Guk. He never thought that he would become an underage agent.

However, it doesn’t seem too bad. I have a feeling that Kang Do Hwan will become more and more popular.

Thinking that he will also benefit from it, Choi Jung-soo is very much looking forward to his future.

He looked down at the contents of the notebook and began to think about what food to prepare for breakfast tomorrow.

After finishing his last scene, Kang Do-hwan dragged his tired body to say goodbye to the crew. Led by Choi Jung-soo, he got into the back seat of a black Kia Carnival.

There was a unique new car smell inside the car, and it seemed that this was a nanny car specially configured for him by the company.

Choi Jung-soo, who was sitting in the driver's seat, did not start the car in a hurry. Instead, he handed a stack of documents on the passenger seat to Kang Do-hwan, took out a piece of paper with the schedule, and said in detail:

"Zhao Huanxi, after the TV series was broadcast, KBS TV station extended an olive branch to the company, saying that they want you to become the host of KBS TV station's music program "Music Bank". The company thinks that this job can steadily increase your exposure and improve your efficiency in memorizing lines, so you have to go to SM Entertainment in a few days."

Jiang Zhaohuan was looking through the document in his hand and he found that it was the lyrics of "One and a Half".

After thinking carefully, he was sure that he had never heard of it, and asked in confusion:

"Why should I go to SM Entertainment to become a host? Is KBS TV station there?"

"Of course not. It's because you want to sing and dance, and your partner is an artist from SM Entertainment. You can't let the girl you're working with run to JYP Entertainment, right?" Choi Jung-soo said enviously as he started the car. "Speaking of which, the female idol I'm working with is very pretty. I remember her name is Irene, and she's also a newcomer who debuted less than a year ago."

SM Entertainment, Irene.

Kang Do Hwan quickly checked the content of the host's script and indeed saw the keyword "Red Velvet".

He never thought that he would have the opportunity to work with Irene.

When I think about the scene of myself asking for an autograph, I think they wouldn’t think of me as… a weird person, right?

But now doesn't seem to be the time to worry about this.

Jiang Zhaohuan put his hand on his forehead. He really couldn't understand why the host still had to sing and dance.

He really hasn't touched dance since he graduated from elementary school.

Jiang Zhaohuan sighed deeply. He had already started to worry in advance.

What should I do if I can’t control my limbs even after a short dance training?
Will I lose a job because of this?

Or will he once again become a trending topic with strange postures, such as "Surprise! Kang Do Hwan cannot control his limbs" and so on.

Ah, why is the host dancing!

Jiang Zhaohuan, who had a headache, held his chin and frowned and asked:
"Jungsu, when am I going to record Music Bank?"

"The recording will be on May 5st. I will go to SM Entertainment to rehearse the dance the day before. When you have free time in the next few days, remember to practice the song first, so that you don't get so nervous that you forget the lyrics when you record."

Choi Jung-soo gave friendly reminders while driving.

Jiang Zhaohuan closed his eyes and collapsed in his seat, looking completely hopeless:

“…Yes, I understand.”

(End of this chapter)