Chapter 66 Heading to China
Jiang Zhaohuan, who ran away, had no idea that the garbage he left behind was rummaged through by this stalker fan.

He hid in a convenience store, and after making sure that the stalker hadn't followed him, he stood in front of the freezer and took out his cell phone.

Jiang Zhaohuan lowered his head, tapping the screen of his mobile phone rapidly, and sent a message to Cui Zhengzhu.

[Kang Do Hwan]: Jung Soo, can you check the fan gifts in the trunk of your car? I remember there is a teddy bear that I haven’t taken away yet. Can you open it and see if there is anything inside?
Not long after the message was sent, Choi Jung-soo called directly and asked directly:
"Diaohuan, did something happen?"

"I just ran into a sasaeng fan when I was taking out the trash in the neighborhood."

Jiang Zhaohuan turned around and glanced at the counter. After making sure that the cashier didn't notice his identity, he continued,

"Brother, please open the trunk and take a look. I suspect there is a tracker installed inside."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll go check it out right away!"

Choi Jung-soo didn't expect that private fans would start doing such illegal things in such a short time.

He didn't even bother to put on his coat and just ran downstairs in his sneakers.

When I opened the trunk of my car, I found that it was filled with fan gifts that had not yet been sorted out. Most of them were received on the way to and from "Music Bank".

A very small number of them were received by fans when they picked them up at the airport.

Choi Jung-soo rummaged through the cardboard box for a while before he found the cute little bear. He took out a Swiss Army knife from his pocket and cut open the little bear's back.

After searching through the cotton filling, I found something the size of a fingernail.

It really is a GPS tracking locator!
He clipped the phone directly onto his shoulder without getting rid of the locator.

Instead, he tried to comfort Jiang Zhaohuan. It would be terrible if he was upset by the sasaeng fans, as he still had work to do tomorrow.

Choi Jung-soo took out his daily mobile phone and took a photo of the locator.

Then he opened the car door and prepared to set off to the apartment building where Jiang Zhaohuan lived. He did not forget to say:

"Zhao Huan, don't go into the community yet. Stay in the convenience store for a while. When I arrive, I will help you walk around the community. Once I'm sure there's no one around, you can go upstairs."

"Yes, then I'll buy some breakfast here for tomorrow."

Jiang Zhaohuan hung up the phone, and his originally good mood plummeted to the bottom. He didn't expect that there would be such extreme fans less than a year after his debut.

This time it’s the locator, what will it be next time?
If he continues like this, he might not be able to accept the gifts handed over by fans.

When Jiang Zhaohuan was about to walk to the counter, he realized that he didn't even bring his wallet when he went out. Confused, he had to put all the things back on the shelf.

He walked around inside pretending to be picking something out.

I don’t know how long I stayed in there. When I felt my phone vibrate, I quickly lowered my head and walked out of the convenience store.

He could even feel the cashier's puzzled look.

"Hey? Do Hwan, go up now. I've checked everything."

"Hey, Jungsu, should I still live here? Or should I move somewhere else?"

"The company definitely can't help you change in a short period of time. You have to know that if a sasaeng fan really keeps staring at you, he can dig you out even if you move underground. So Dohwan, be patient."

"Yes, I understand, Jungsu brother, I will go back and rest first."

Jiang Zhaohuan sighed deeply, he also knew that moving was useless.

People like him who never interfere with other people's private lives really cannot understand the pleasure this kind of people enjoy in digging into other people's private lives.

It is precisely because he does not understand that he does not become such an annoying existence. When he went upstairs, he would not be sensitive enough to feel that someone was watching him in the dark.

After running into the apartment building at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and pressing the elevator button, Jiang Zhaohuan felt that he had been forced to be too vigilant by the stalkers.

After entering the password and walking into the house, he threw himself directly into the arms of the sofa. It was still more comfortable to stay at home.

Jiang Zhaohuan turned over and looked up at the ceiling in a daze. The road to fame was indeed not as easy as he had imagined. While gaining a lot, he would also lose a lot.

In the past, he really never thought that his private life would become transparent. Even if he had suitors at school, he always kept a polite distance and was not so aggressive.

Forget it, now is not the time to be uncomfortable like this, I should just take a shower and go to bed early.
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The busy schedule made Jiang Zhaohuan quickly forget the brief unhappiness and bid farewell to October and entered November.

He finally went to China after a long absence. You should know that the last time he went to China was when he was in high school, and he went to Sanya for a two-day vacation with his father.

Seoul is very close to Jinling, and a direct flight only takes two and a half hours.

When he was about to arrive, Jiang Zhaohuan deliberately switched the time on his mobile phone to the capital time to prevent himself from misreading the time and making unnecessary mistakes.

Since he did not have an agent accompanying him on this trip, he headed for the airport pick-up area as soon as he arrived in Jinling.

What he didn't expect was that there were Chinese fans waiting for him here.

Someone shouted "Kang Do-hwan is coming out", and all the SLR cameras and mobile phones were instantly gathered at the exit.

Some people had not yet turned off their flash lights, almost making fellow passengers mistakenly believe that they were visiting the Jinling red carpet show instead of the Jinling Airport.

"Zhao Huan, please take a look at this camera!"

"Brother Chaohuan, can you point the pen refill towards me? Thank you!"

"Wow, this is so handsome. The real person is much more fragrant than the one on the screen!"

Jiang Zhaohuan didn't expect that there would be so many fans to pick him up at the airport. He thought he only had about a hundred fans in China.

He bowed politely to the fans, and the staff who had been waiting for a long time came forward with signs and subconsciously started talking in fluent Korean:

"Zhao Huanxi, I'm a staff member of Running Man. Please follow me. We are going to the recording location now. The regular members of Running Man don't know that you are the surprise guest today."

"Yes, but do I still need to speak Korean when I come to China? Your last name is Chen, right?"

Jiang Zhaohuan was still relatively cautious and specifically asked for the staff member's name, otherwise it would be a big deal if he followed the wrong person.

Chen Haojun smiled cheerfully, asked the airport security to help stop the enthusiastic fans, and introduced himself:

"Hahaha, I forgot that you are also Chinese. Yes, my name is Chen Haojun. You should know my name in advance."

"Yes, I haven't spoken Chinese for a long time and I miss it."

After saying this, Jiang Zhaohuan briefly interacted with the fans next to him. After getting into the car arranged by the program team, he did not forget to roll down the window and waved,

"Thank you for picking me up at the airport. Be careful on your way back. Do you understand?"

"We understand! Dohwan, you should also take care of your health and come to China more often. You have a lot of fans here, and we are all looking forward to your return to China to film a TV series. If you don't film a TV series, you can also consider a fan meeting!"

"Well, I will try my best to fight with the company. I'm leaving now. Bye."

"Bye-Bye!"

(End of this chapter)