Chapter 326 If You Cross the Line, Get Rid of It
In Red Velvet's waiting room.

A few minutes ago, Bae Joo-hyun just came back from the MC waiting room with a rather ugly look on her face.

Sun Chengwan, who was still playing around, noticed that Eunnie's expression was not right, and quickly spoke out with concern:

"Unnie, what's wrong?"

Seeing that her manager and assistant were not there, Jiang Seqi made a bold guess:

"Did Do Hwan make you angry?"

"Ani, he hasn't arrived yet."

Pei Zhuxuan walked to the table and took a few gulps of mineral water. She frowned and her tone was full of disgust.
"I just went over there and met another MC. His eyes and words made me feel uncomfortable."

She expressed it rather tactfully, but it wasn't hard to hear what she meant.

Sun Chengwan couldn't sit still after hearing this. She stood up and said:
"Mo? The other MC is San.E senior, right? What did he do?"

Bae Joo-hyun reached out and rubbed Seung-wan's head, feeling very happy that the members cared about her.

She also didn't want the members to worry too much about this matter, so she shook her head and said:

"I didn't do anything, I just came up and asked for my contact information."

When that person wanted to do something, Bae Joo-hyun had already left quickly.

Kim Ye-rin looked at her phone unhappily. She had just searched for the song that San.E was going to perform, and when she saw the slightly sexual lyrics, she felt somewhat physically uncomfortable.

Unnie actually wants to partner with such a person as MC?

No, we have to let Do Hwan oppa know. We have to make him pay more attention.

Ding.

Kang Do Hwan, who was almost at the door of Red Velvet's waiting room, heard the notification tone from Kakao.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Kim Ye-rin.

[Kim Ye-rin]: Dohwan oppa! Please take care of my unnie when you are MC!
Jiang Zhaohuan blinked in confusion, not understanding why she suddenly said this.

Even if she doesn't say it, I will take care of her.

[Kang Do-hwan]: Ye-rin, what happened?

[Kim Ye-rin]: That guy named San.E actually asked for my contact information, and the lyrics of the song he was going to perform were also terrible.

When Jiang Zhaohuan saw the content, his face turned gloomy.

No wonder I didn’t see her in the waiting room. She must have been disgusted by this guy and left.

[Kang Do-hwan]: Yes, I understand.

After finishing replying the letter, Jiang Zhaohuan felt a little worried. He was just about to raise his hand to knock on the door of the waiting room.

The staff member who passed by stepped back and said to Chao Huan in surprise:
"Zhao Huanxi? You are here. Can you bother me for a moment?"

"Ne, what can I do for you?"

The staff member took out his translation certificate and asked in a negotiating tone:
"Zhao Huanxi, we are planning to add some Vietnamese to the script. Would you like to try?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Jiang Zhaohuan followed the staff to a small empty lounge and added a few Vietnamese sentences to the script. It was not very difficult as long as he made sure the pronunciation was standard.

He had a quick learning ability and it didn't take him much time to memorize everything.

"Zhao Huanxi, your pronunciation is really great~ Thank you for your cooperation with me."

"You're welcome, this is how it should be."

After learning Vietnamese, Jiang Zhaohuan didn't have time to chat with anyone.

Under the arrangement of the staff, I began to familiarize myself with the stage and the locations of more than ten fixed cameras.

After making sure there was no problem with the positioning, he returned to the waiting room for a short rest.

In a while, the super show of friendship between South Korea and Vietnam will begin.

Kang Do Hwan returned to the MC waiting room without even looking at San.E. He crossed his arms over his chest and sat on the single sofa with his eyes closed. San.E wanted to ask Do Hwan for the contact information of the female artist, but after seeing this, he had to swallow all the words.

Ten minutes later, the staff reminded the two MCs to go backstage to prepare, and then go directly onto the stage from the lift as they had rehearsed.

When Kang Do-hwan arrived at the lift area, he saw Bae Joo-hyun wearing a long dress. The white color better set off her fair skin.

The necklace around her neck and the sapphire ring on her hand are very consistent with her temperament.

The stylist obviously put a lot of thought into this.

Unlike some stylists who put together a look for her, which is obviously not suitable.

Those people just wanted to show off their skills without considering whether the artist was suitable.

When Bae Joo-hyun heard footsteps coming from the side, she lifted a few unruly strands of hair on her forehead and looked up at Kang Do-hwan who was gradually approaching her.

The pure black shirt was buttoned up to the top button neatly.

Not wearing a tie makes him look less serious.

The bright red suit, paired with a gold brooch with a GUCCI black lava enamel flower design, cleverly adds a touch of elegance.

Jiang Zhaohuan walked to her side and stopped, with a gentle smile on his face, and praised:
"The shape suits you very well. It's very beautiful."

"Then I have to brag about you in a business way, too, the human Gucci?"

When Bae Joo-hyun finished speaking, she couldn't help but hold back her laughter.

Jiang Zhaohuan held his forehead helplessly, he really couldn't stand all this flattery.

The last time he read the comments on Instagram, there was one sentence that left a deep impression on him.

——"Oppa, I think I need to go see an ophthalmologist. Because except for you, the world is black and white to me."

The first half made Jiang Zhaohuan a little nervous, as he was worried that his fans might get sick.

After reading the second half, he was speechless.

"Thank you."

San.E, who was standing next to the two of them, had a flash of resentment in his eyes. He felt like he was being excluded.

He suppressed his unhappiness, and when he thought about the song he was going to perform later, the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

After the opening, the three hosts rose on the lifting platform and walked to the left side of the stage accompanied by background music until they stood behind the podium.

Jiang Zhaohuan, who always works without a script, didn't even bring a script. He raised the white custom microphone in his hand and looked at the crane camera in front of him.

"Long time no see, everyone. I am Jiang Zhaohuan. I am honored to be the host of this Super Show today and to witness the friendship between Korea and Vietnam."

The standard and fluent Vietnamese made the Vietnamese fans in the audience look surprised.

In such situations, it is inevitable that you will feel a liking for the language of their country if you are able to study it diligently.

The translator standing in the background didn't expect that Chao Huan actually learned a few sentences by himself.

When he first started teaching, he didn't teach so many words.

San.E glanced at the contents of the script and swayed from side to side as if he had ADHD.

This made Bae Joo-hyun, who was standing in the middle, look even more embarrassed with her smile.

Because she could feel that this guy was deliberately touching her arm with his elbow.

"Wow, Zhao Huanxi speaks Vietnamese very well."

There was a hint of disgust in Jiang Zhaohuan's eyes, but he demonstrated it well with a smile.

On the stage of the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and Vietnam, facing so many audiences and cameras, he couldn't express his true emotions.

Jiang Zhaohuan showed no sincerity at all. He put one hand behind his back and replied lightly:
"Yes, thank you for the compliment."

But if this person really crossed the line.

It doesn't prevent him from using his own connections and background.

(End of this chapter)