Chapter 191 He has always been paying attention to himself

Friday, January 09th.

It’s been a long time since I saw this Friday. It’s been a long time since I saw KBS TV station.

Jiang Zhaohuan, sitting in the nanny car, felt somewhat emotional.

I came here in June for MC work.

I never thought that I would be here again as a solo male singer in September.

After the "Candy" MV was released yesterday, the data on YouTube began to explode.

The high popularity brought by previous works such as "Train to Busan" has successfully brought Kang Do Hwan's popularity to a new height.

As a result, many people are waiting and watching the release of this first mini album.

The album is so affordable that it doesn’t make any profit, and the self-composed songs are full of sincerity.

So many people are looking forward to the release of the audio and MV.

But what surprised fans the most was that Kang Do Hwan dyed his hair.

Moreover, silver-gray was the highest option in a previous fan vote as a joke.

This two-way effort between the artist and the fans has also made Jiang Zhaohuan's fan base even stronger.

Who doesn’t like an artist who pampers his fans and creates romance?
Listening to the screams and shouts of fans outside the window.

Before getting out of the car, Jiang Zhaohuan did not forget to tidy up his slightly long bangs on his forehead.

He pushed the door open, got out of the car, and waved to the fans behind the guardrail.

With a smile on his face, he walked forward and took the letters that were handed to him.

"Oppa, keep going!"

"I'm really looking forward to the live show. Don't be nervous, we will support you!"

"Oppa, when will you talk to the company and confirm the fan name!"

"And there are cheering colors! We need cheering sticks!"

Jiang Zhaohuan nodded at them and said loudly:
"Yes, I will communicate with the company."

After debuting for more than a year, it is indeed time to consider things like fan names.

He waved goodbye to his fans and hurried into the KBS TV station.

Jiang Zhaohuan walked briskly and walked towards the waiting room as if he was familiar with the place.

Just as I was about to push the door open, I remembered that I was no longer the MC.

He blinked slightly in embarrassment and turned to look at his agent Che Chunhao who was grinning behind him.

Jiang Zhaohuan sighed helplessly, put one hand on his waist and said:

"Brother, why didn't you remind me if you had discovered it earlier?"

"I just wanted to see if you would push the door open."

Che Chunhao raised his hand and pointed in another direction, saying cheerfully,
"Let's go. The waiting room is over there. You are treated very well at KBS. We will directly arrange a single room for you."

That was indeed very good treatment.

Waiting rooms are usually allocated according to popularity and seniority.

For a newcomer like him in the singing and dancing world, he is generally not given a very good waiting room.

But Kang Do-hwan is different.

Not only is he very popular, but he is also one of the contributors to the show's ratings.

How could he not be given preferential treatment?

That's a must.

Jiang Zhaohuan came to his single waiting room, twisted his body and asked curiously:

"By the way, brother, should I go to the waiting room to deliver the album like them?"

"Yes, but nowadays it's usually done by agents."

Che Chunhao is quite considerate. He knows that Jiang Zhaohuan is an introvert.

If he really came to visit every waiting room, I'm afraid his social phobia cells would explode.

But what Che Chunhao didn't expect was that Jiang Zhaohuan actually refused his help.

How did my child change?!
Finally growing up?

A person with social phobia will not easily become a social hero.

What forced Jiang Zhaohuan to change was just a little selfishness.

If I really let my agent do it for me, I won’t be able to go to Red Velvet’s waiting room openly.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhaohuan still felt a little guilty.

He quickly glanced at Che Chunhao's face and breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that the other party had no doubts.

Kang Do-hwan holds his autographed album.

After visiting other unimportant people, go straight to the destination in your heart.

Standing outside the door, Jiang Zhaohuan took a deep breath. He raised his phone to check his facial expression, trying not to show an overly happy expression.

Jiang Chaohuan didn't want his affection to be noticed by Bae Zhuxuan.

At least at this stage he won't express his love to others; it's not the right time yet.

After he made sure that there was nothing wrong with his expression, he raised his hand and knocked on the door of the waiting room.

Soon a lively voice came from inside, and it was obvious that it was Sun Chengwan.

Jiang Zhaohuan did not bow the first time he walked in.

Maybe because he was more familiar with Red Velvet, he handed the album directly to Son Seung Wan who was closest to him.

When he saw Sun Seung-wan, a hint of surprise appeared in Jiang Zhaohuan's eyes.

It’s not that we haven’t seen each other for a long time, but the other person’s appearance has changed obviously.

When we met before, Sun Chengwan had a relatively standard figure.

But now?

How come you've become so thin that you look like a paper man?

Jiang Zhaohuan thought about the scolding he had heard before. It seemed that she really cared about her body shape.

To be this thin must have cost a lot.

However, the reality was different from what he imagined.

After Park Soo-young and Kim Ye-rin, who loved to stir up trouble the most, exchanged glances.

The latter took a domineering step, squinted her eyes and pretended to be a wicked woman:

"Oh? Isn't Zhao Huanxi bowing to us? We are your seniors, right?"

When Bae Joo-hyun heard this, she guessed that the naughty sisters were starting to tease people again.

She pursed her lips to control her expression and looked at the person being pranked.

Jiang Zhaohuan's eyes widened when he heard this.

He thought his relationship with them was just that of friends.

Now it seems that I was just being too sentimental?

Jiang Zhaohuan bowed to Jin Yilin with a little embarrassment and said:

"I'm sorry, Senior, I..."

“Hahahaha! I can’t help it!”

"Do Hwan Oppa, you really~can't tell that this is acting?"

It was only when Jiang Zhaohuan raised his eyes that he noticed the frequency of Jiang Seulqi's shoulders shaking even though her back was turned away.

So that’s it. Was it just to play a prank on yourself?

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and replied with a wry smile:
"Yeri xi, your acting skills are really good. You will definitely be able to become an actor in the future."

"Then I'll borrow your words, if I ever start acting, I'll definitely learn from you~"

Jiang Zhaohuan narrowed his eyes, and his tone became teasing:

"As for the singing and dancing, I'll leave it to Yeri-senpai as well."

"Oh my god, Do Hwan oppa you really hold a grudge, don't call me senior anymore!"

After a brief chat, Kang Do Hwan left Red Velvet's waiting room.

It’s not a good idea to continue staying here, as there’s an assistant next to me.

But when he was about to leave, he still couldn't hold it back.

While the others were not paying attention, he lowered his voice and whispered:
"…Irene xi is very suitable for purple, come back and cheer."

At the same time, he did not forget to considerately put the things he had prepared in advance into her hands.

Pei Zhuxuan, who had not participated in the chat before, was stunned when she heard this.

What surprised her even more was the small piece of chocolate that was stuffed into her hand.

In order to present a better comeback performance, she only drank a glass of milk for breakfast.

She was on her menstrual period and was indeed feeling a little uncomfortable.

Could it be that Jiang Zhaohuan noticed that he was not feeling well?
Doesn't that mean he has always been paying attention to himself?

Kang Seul-ki waved goodbye to Kang Do-hwan who had ended his visit, and turned around to notice that something was wrong with Bae Joo-hyun's expression.

She came forward with a concerned look on her face and asked:
"Eh? Unnie, why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

"…Ani, it's just a little hot."

Jiang Seqi lowered her eyes. Today's stage costume didn't seem to be thick enough.

And the air conditioning in the waiting room is also quite cool.

She tilted her head, and even though she was confused, she didn't ask any further questions.

(End of this chapter)