Chapter 472 Can You Call Me Mom? (1/2)

Have you ever seen an idol smiling and calling his fans fools in public?
I have seen her before. She is my girlfriend.

Jiang Zhaohuan held his forehead helplessly. He found that Bae Zhuxuan had learned some bad things.

No, maybe she is just a bit sinister.

The girl obviously didn't expect her idol to change "I" to "you". Does this mean that Irene knows the meaning of "fool"?

She covered her mouth and didn't care at all that she was scolded. She looked completely excited and said happily:

"Oh my god, Sister Pei, you are a language genius!"

How can some people be so happy after being scolded?

Jiang Zhaohuan narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He had every right to suspect that this fan had some special fetish.

He was holding his phone and looking at his fan. He was obviously much shyer and seemed to be the type who was more socially anxious.

But the next second, the fans' request to her made him give up the idea.

Jiang Zhaohuan's female fan was seen playing with her fingers shyly. After hesitating for a few seconds, she slowly spoke:

"Um, can you call me mom?"

This child usually doesn't talk, but when he does, he's very impressive.

What kind of request is this? Jiang Zhaohuan’s mouth twitched violently. Could it be that this person is my mom fan?

But she looks like a minor no matter how you look at her, so she should be several years younger than me, right?
Although he is a fan-favorite, some things are really hard to say.

"You... should be younger than me, right? What year were you born in?"

"01."

As expected, she was much younger than me.

Jiang Zhaohuan held his forehead with a headache, looked at the underage mother fan, and asked:

"So do you think it's appropriate?"

"It's a good fit. It feels great to be a mother without any pain! And my son is so outstanding. I'm proud of him wherever I go!"

"..."

Jiang Zhaohuan felt that he could not keep up with the train of thought of the post-00s generation, and he did not know what to reply for a while.

Bae Joo-hyun, who was standing nearby, had already finished taking photos with fans and did not understand what was said.

But there were still some words that she could understand vaguely, so out of curiosity she turned around and asked the fan who could speak Korean.

After fans helped translate, she couldn't maintain her fairy face and let out her signature old lady smile.

Jiang Zhaohuan looked helplessly at Bae Zhuxuan who was smiling happily. Forget it, it’s not wrong to base happiness on one’s own helplessness.

He reached out and patted his girlfriend's head lovingly, saying:
"The photo session is over, we should leave now, you guys can have fun too."

"Okay! Let's wait until tonight to send out the group photo, otherwise I'm worried that all the local fans will rush to Disneyland!"

Jiang Zhaohuan didn't expect them to be so considerate. He was prepared to be disturbed by fans.

However, there may still be fans in Disney who have not discovered them yet. He held his chin and thought for a while, then said with a smile:

"Thank you for your understanding. I'll treat you to a meal."

"Hey? No, no, don't spend money, Zaozi!"

She had already received the precious photo, and if she had to eat the food her idol treated her to, she really felt embarrassed to be so happy!
Jiang Zhaohuan wanted to say something, but Pei Zhuxuan patted Zhaohuan's chest and said in Chinese:

"It's his money, so don't worry about eating it!"

It's obvious that my Chinese isn't good enough to express what I want to say instantly.

But everyone understood these six words.

My idol’s girlfriend has already said this, it would be inappropriate to refuse.

The two accepted the offer and walked to the outdoor food truck, where they bought a rather expensive bucket of popcorn and some Chip & Dale ice cream, which they would order even in winter because of its pretty appearance.

"Thank you, Idol, for treating us~ You guys must be well!"

"Have fun, bye."

After watching the fans go away, Jiang Zhaohuan looked at his girlfriend beside him with a smile and said, "We are lucky. We met rational fans."

"If you encounter irrational people, will you still treat them well?"

"That depends on the other person's attitude. If he's too irrational, I don't mind teaching him a lesson."

Being an artist doesn’t allow you to show your emotions on your face whenever you’re unhappy. There are many restrictions and not much freedom.

But Jiang Zhaohuan is different. If someone really gets too aggressive, he will not be in a good mood.

Sometimes making use of one's own identity and background can be considered a form of self-protection.

Bae Joo-hyun smiled and took Do-hwan's arm. She guessed he would say that.

"What game are we going to play next?"

"More exciting than a small mine cart?"

"No! I… let's go play something else."

Jiang Zhaohuan knew that Bae Zhuxuan was afraid, so he didn't make it difficult for her to accompany him to play exciting activities.

He put his hand on her shoulder, patted her lightly, and said teasingly:
"Let's play the games that real kids like to play. After all, my Joohyun can only play games that are suitable for three-year-olds~"

"Ah! You are only a three-year-old child! I am older than you!"

"Then let's go play the Hug Dragon Sky Racing?"

Bae Joo-hyun really wanted to agree, but before she came, she had searched for what the most exciting projects were like.

Her legs felt weak just from the fantasy, so she turned her head away in dissatisfaction, and her voice became much louder.

"…I'm just a kid, okay? Humph!"

Jiang Zhaohuan reached out and lifted a strand of Bae Zhuxuan's hair. He thought his girlfriend was particularly cute when her hair was fluffy.

He took off his mask and kissed the tip of her ear quietly, then said with a smile:

"How cute! I'll take you to the show."

Bae Joo-hyun didn't expect Do-hwan to do such a thing. She looked at the tourists around her guiltily, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she found that they didn't notice the situation here.

She is still not used to making intimate gestures in public, but if you ask whether it is annoying or not, it is definitely not annoying.

There was even an indescribable expectation in her heart, which was the reason why she did not resist.

"Well, let's go."

The performance of "Frozen: A Sing-Along Celebration" was not very long, and by the time the show was over it was almost lunch time.

Jiang Zhaohuan had already booked Duffy's brunch at the Royal Banquet Hall in advance, and planned to order takeout for dinner at the hotel.

Each meal is very delicately prepared, and the taste is among the best in the amusement park.

After a day of fun in Disneyland, they were lucky enough to only run into fans once.

The undisturbed trip was naturally a joy, and they didn't drive back to the hotel until they finished watching the parade and fireworks in the evening.

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, the four of them gathered in the living room to enjoy the takeaway that had just been delivered.

Jiang Zhaohuan did not forget to order the fried skewers they had been craving for, and confiscated the stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets that Yeri had secretly bought before they started eating.

He really didn't expect that the child actually wanted to eat more and bought this kind of thing as a reserve.

"Yeri, don't eat too much, otherwise you will end up with indigestion like Irene."

"Ah! Jiang Seulgi, why are you still bringing this up!"

"Hehehe~"

Jiang Seul-ki showed a silly smile. She noticed that Yeri was not actively eating. She moved closer to her and found out what post she was reading.

She was a little curious about what could make Yeri not even eat the delicious fried skewers, so she asked,

"My youngest, what are you looking at?"

“Hmm? I was reading the comments online. A fan that Ouni met posted a photo. It seemed to be on a Chinese platform, but it was moved to Naver and Pann forums, and became a hot post and even a hot search.”

"Hey? It's trending again?"

(End of this chapter)