Chapter 221 Sorry, My Child Is Not...

Fans are naturally a little curious about the private lives of artists.

I wonder what they do besides work.

After hearing the question, Jiang Zhaohuan felt relieved. It was finally not a strange question.

He thought for a moment and answered directly:

“It’s pretty normal actually, mainly I just rest at home and play games.

Baekhyun, Sehun, and I have an e-sports group, and we often play together during our breaks.

Other than that, there's nothing else. You know it's quite troublesome to go out, haha."

Kang Do-hwan is indeed the type of person whose private life is very ordinary, one could even describe it as boring.

I’m so tired at work that I really just want to stay at home.

This is also why many artists love playing games.

You won’t be harassed in the game world, but if you go outside, you are very likely to be followed by sasaengs or disturbed by fans.

The second question was also relatively standard, and it was obvious that the author had seen the work.

Ask Kang Do Hwan which role he likes the most.

“I personally like the character of Jin Yinsheng. He is very smart and kind. After reading his story, I feel sorry for him.

He is a very sentimental person. He silently makes a lot of sacrifices and solves many problems for the one he loves.

It's a pity that the road he had to take was very difficult, and for the sake of justice in his heart, he was destined to sacrifice himself in the end."

From his understanding of the role, it is not difficult to see that he has done a lot of homework.

This is also the secret of Kang Do-hwan's ability to play a role well.

After hearing this, the female fan who asked the question couldn't help but ask:

"So, Cho Hwan, do you think you have any similarities with Kim Yoon Seong?"

Jiang Zhaohuan was stunned when he heard this, and then said half-jokingly:
“Isn’t this the second question?”

After feeling the obvious lost voice on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Zhaohuan organized his words and replied with a smile:
"Just kidding. I personally think he and I are quite similar in some aspects. But when it comes to love, I'm more selfish."

"what do you mean?"

"If I just keep giving silently until the end, wouldn't it be hard to get any results? I am quite proactive in this regard."

"Oh~~ Being proactive is also very attractive!"

Jiang Zhaohuan smiled, chatted for a few words and then hung up the phone.

After seeing some people in the barrage questioning whether he was in love, he felt a little uneasy.

There is no love, but there is unrequited love.

When Jiang Zhaohuan drew the third fan, a boy's voice came from the other end of the phone as soon as the call was made.

I never thought that this person with the ID "Diao Huan please look at me directly" is actually a rare male fan.

"Diaohuan, I'm asking on behalf of my wife. She has to work overtime today so she can't attend the event."

When Jiang Zhaohuan heard that she actually had a partner, his tone turned sour and he sighed deliberately:
"Is it really okay to show affection right away? Hey."

"Hahaha, no no, I'm just here to take the blame. This ID also belongs to my wife."

"So what does your wife want to ask?"

"I wanted to ask what you think of our child's name. It's a boy, so can he be called Cho Hwan?"

Just as Jiang Zhaohuan was about to answer, he felt something was strange.

If a boy is born, should he be named Cho Hwan?
Why do I have the illusion that I am his son?

Jiang Zhaohuan narrowed his eyes, waved his hand and refused:
"Isn't it a bad idea to call me by my name? I think parents should be involved in such an important matter as naming."

It would be bad if you come up with a bad name.

"My parents think it's okay to call me Xiaobai." Jiang Zhaohuan was a little confused after hearing this name. Aren't these parents a little too casual?
Were these grandchildren picked up from the trash can?
He coughed dryly and said as tactfully as possible:

"Although my child will like names with fewer strokes when he goes to school, isn't calling him Xiaobai a little too simple? It's still okay as a nickname."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a devilish laugh came from the other end of the phone.

Just when Jiang Zhaohuan was wondering what was so humorous about what he said, the other party suddenly said:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Cho Hwan, you misunderstood. The child I was talking about is not a human, but a Samoyed dog that is just one month old. I wanted you to name the dog."

Samoyed...dog?

Jiang Zhaohuan stood there in a daze, his brain shut down.

They wanted to name a dog after themselves?

He didn't know what to say for a moment and covered his face with his hands.

You can tell without even looking at the comments that these fans must be ecstatic.

Jiang Zhaohuan put down his hand with a headache and said with a wry smile:

"If it's a Samoyed, Xiaobai is still pretty good... Well, just call it Xiaobai."

He was very worried that if he didn't say a name, the Samoyed dog he had never met would be named "Zhao Huan".

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! 】

[It’s a child, just a puppy, hahahaha! ]

[I will be in awe when I see Samoyeds on the street in the future. ]

[You have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain. I am not laughing any more.]

The translator sister couldn't help laughing when she saw these comments.

This made Bian Boxian, who couldn't understand Chinese, very uncomfortable. He stared at the screen and kept repeating:

"What what what? What are you laughing at?"

The translator sister told the story again, and Bian Baekhyun laughed wickedly.

He stood up and walked in front of Jiang Zhaohuan, put his hand on his chin, and said with a wicked smile:
"Huhuhuhu, Cho Hwan? Reach out your hand quickly~"

Jiang Zhaohuan slapped Bian Baekhyun's evil hand away in annoyance and said speechlessly:

"Brother, don't call me to rank up next time."

Bian Boxian was flexible and rubbed his hands to admit his mistake immediately:
"Eh? I was wrong, Dohwan, I was wrong."

After the two of them had a few words, it was time for the final gift-giving session.

Douhu is quite generous and prepared graphics cards as rewards for fans.

The revenue from tonight’s live broadcast is obviously very optimistic, so it’s normal to be generous.

And they have prepared several plans. When a certain amount is reached, a more advanced gift will be unlocked.

These guys are very smart, and I absolutely cannot let them suffer any loss.

After all the gifts were sent out, the translator sister began to remind the two of them and began to thank the top ten fans on the live broadcast room's gift contribution list.

Byun Boxian doesn’t understand Chinese, so he didn’t understand some of the names that had hidden meanings.

But the translator and Jiang Zhaohuan next to him understood what was going on, and they couldn't suppress their smiles at all.

Bian Boxian made a gesture of congratulations and prosperity, and spat out all the Chinese words he knew, not knowing that there were some tiger and wolf words in them:
"Thanks to the fan whose ID is Do Hwan riding Bobohu on the street, thank you very much, congratulations!"

"puff--"

After hearing this ID, Jiang Zhaohuan spat out all the iced American coffee.

He reached out in a panic to find the tissue on the table, but the tissue floated to him by itself.

Ok?
Jiang Zhaohuan looked to the side in confusion, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

(End of this chapter)