My daily life with Byun Baekhyun

The Story of Baekhee and Baekhyun ②

I went to the live stream that night with a reluctant attitude.
A mechanical smile, a perfunctory greeting. I find it very off-putting.
But the difference is...

"Hello, I'm Baekhyun. Nice to meet you. Thank you for your support in future live streams." His words of gratitude carried a childlike innocence, and his smile was perfect, utterly genuine. I think it was probably from the bottom of his heart.
"Hello, my name is Bian Baixi. It's a pleasure to work with you." Huh? Why do I seem like the one being polite?
"Oh! We share the same surname! What a coincidence! Where are you from?"
Huh? So direct?
“No, no, I’m Chinese,” I explained.
"Ahhh, your Korean doesn't have much of an accent, I didn't recognize it at all! I thought you were Korean! Hehe, sorry." He covered his mouth in surprise and kept laughing as he spoke.

He's very approachable and doesn't give off a sense of distance; idols like that are rare.

"It's nothing, haha, thank you for the compliment, I'm not that amazing." I shook my head, unconsciously relaxing as if chatting with an old friend.

Approachable and down-to-earth, not at all pretentious, that's great.

After the live stream ended, he thanked me again and politely bowed to all the staff.

A very polite boy.
I kept revising my impression of him.

The first collaboration was very pleasant; perhaps this unexpected event will bring a different kind of surprise? Sitting on the last bus, thinking about the live broadcast I just watched, my thoughts drifted away… Oh no! My TV series! Ahhh! Driver, drive faster! Ahhhhhh! Please! I screamed silently.