The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

Yan Muhuai also took a nap in the lounge, but his physical condition was too poor to make him sleep well.

Everyone in the production crew was very indifferent to him, but because he was able to come out of the private room where Rong Jin was alive, no one dared to approach him and mock him as they did before.

Even Yan Xunyi never came to cause trouble again.

As time went by, artists participating in the variety show arrived one after another, but everyone who came left directly after seeing Yan Muhuai in the lounge, and were not willing to stay in the same room with him at all.

By seven o'clock in the evening, the venue outside had been set up and the artists had to put on makeup and prepare to go on air.

But Yan Muhuai didn’t have his own makeup artist. The program team only prepared one, but he went to help someone else and was unwilling to help him first.

Yan Muhuai has good looks and great skin, so he doesn't need to wear makeup. But he is too weak now and his complexion is very bad. Without makeup to cover it up, he looks like a walking corpse in front of the camera.

"Host, the program crew is deliberately ignoring you. They each brought their own makeup artists, but they still want to occupy the program crew's space. It's so infuriating!" Thirty-five complained in Yan Muhuai's mind.

Yan Muhuai didn't care. "I've already said on Weibo that I'm sick. I looked bad when I appeared on camera. People who believe me will find excuses for themselves. People who don't believe me will still criticize me even if I put on heavy makeup. It doesn't matter."

Thirty-five was a little worried. "I'm afraid that the previous host always wore heavy makeup every time he appeared on a show, even when he was acting in a TV series. You suddenly look so fresh and beautiful. Will they suspect that you have changed people?"

"You said that I traveled through time? Or was I reborn? Anyone who often reads novels online knows this kind of thing, but who would believe it if I really told it to you? Even if they doubt it, so what? Who can bring back the soul of your previous host?" Yan Muhuai asked Thirty-Five.

Thirty-five immediately admitted defeat, "Master Host is right, I was overthinking it."

After another ten minutes, everyone's makeup and hair were done. There were still twenty minutes before the shooting started, but Yan Muhuai was still sitting on the sofa motionless, and no one came to notify him to get ready.

It seemed as if the entire production crew had forgotten that there was such a person as him in the lounge.

Yan Muhuai was calm, slumped on the sofa, wishing he didn't have to go out tonight.

Just as he was thinking about it, his cell phone suddenly rang. He slowly took it out and saw that it was Yan Ce calling.

"What are you doing? Is the get out of class over?" Yan Muhuai asked as soon as he picked up the phone, his tone like that of a true elder.

Yan Ce replied: "It's after school, otherwise how would I dare to call you? Brother, you don't know how I got through this day! Are you recording a show at Shaoyaoju? Can we see you if we come over?"

"You can't see it. The entire Shaoyaoju population has been recruited by the production team. There are security guards outside. If you want to watch it, just watch it on the live broadcast platform. It's about to start." Yan Muhuai didn't ask Yan Ce how he knew it. It was not a secret in the first place.

"Okay, then I'll watch it at home. Call me when you're done and I'll pick you up." Yan Ce asked worriedly, "How are you? If you're not feeling well, don't record it. We don't need that little money."

Yan Ce inherited Yan Tangxue's estate and sold the company and the family's big villa. He can be said to be very rich now.

But Yan Muhuai is the older brother, and his body being taken away by a time traveler has caused a lot of trouble to the Yan family in the past three years. He doesn't have the face to rely on Yan Ce for support anymore.

You still have to pay the penalty for breach of contract yourself.

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine. If you really can't sit still, just do more homework. If you can't get into a good university, I will die in front of you." Yan Muhuai said the most vicious threat in the most gentle tone.

Yan Ce lost his composure when he heard this, "Brother, what are you talking about? Bah, bah, bah, bah, you will definitely live a hundred years, and I will study hard too!"

"That's fine. If you have nothing else, hang up. Someone's looking for me here." Yan Muhuai had just hung up the phone when there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

This was the common room, so there was no need for him to get up and open the door. The person outside was knocking on the door purely out of politeness.

The door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in. "Yan Muhuai, the show is about to start recording, and the director wants us to go out for a walk... Why don't you put on some makeup when you look so bad?"

Thirty-five's voice sounded immediately, "Master Host, this is Jiang Li, your partner for the first period."

Yan Muhuai raised his head and looked at Jiang Li. He was very tall, probably almost 1.9 meters tall, with a well-proportioned body. You could tell at first glance that he was a man who exercised regularly. He also had a handsome face, with three-dimensional features and sharp edges.

"The makeup artist is too busy." Yan Muhuai replied to Jiang Li.

Although Jiang Li looked at Yan Muhuai with obvious disgust, his words were filled with concern. Just this one sentence made Yan Muhuai conclude that this person was different from Yan Xunyi.

"We're about to start recording, and you're planning to appear on camera like this? Isn't there blood on your clothes?" Jiang Li's eyes widened, "Why are you still recording a show like this? Go to the hospital!"

Yan Muhuai shook his head, "I'm fine, this blood belongs to someone else."

He didn't notice the blood on his clothes.

"I'll go ask the director if he has any clothes." Jiang Li said and got up to go out.

Yan Muhuai raised his eyebrows slightly and asked Thirty-Five, "Didn't you say that this Jiang Li didn't get along with your previous host? This looks pretty good."

As for Jiang Li's attitude towards him, he was the kindest one to him after he came back, except for Yan Tangxue who turned into a ghost at the beginning. Even Yan Ce didn't treat him like this at the beginning.

"He's a pretty good person, right? Besides, you two still have to record the show together for two days. He can't just start arguing with you right away, right? Your reputation has been ruined by the previous host, but he still has to stay in the circle. Even if he has to pretend, he has to pretend to have a good relationship with you." Thirty-five explained.

Although this is true, Yan Muhuai can see that Jiang Li really cares about him and is not pretending.

It's just that this concern is because Jiang Li is kind-hearted. Anyone would be treated like this.

In less than two minutes, Jiang Li came in with a brand new white T-shirt, "Hurry up and change into it. The other groups have already finished rehearsing and are waiting for us!"

"Thank you." Yan Muhuai took the T-shirt and stood up shakily. Changing clothes, such a simple thing, was extremely difficult for him now.

When Jiang Li was changing clothes, he subconsciously turned around, thinking it was inappropriate to look at him.

He waited for a while and thought he had changed, but when he turned around and saw Yan Muhuai putting the T-shirt on his head, he hurried back.

"It's so hard for you to change your clothes. There are still two hours of recording to go. Can you handle it?" Jiang Li couldn't help but worry about Yan Muhuai.

He saw Yan Muhuai saying on Weibo that he was sick, and thought it was another way for him to gain sympathy from netizens, but he didn't expect that he was really seriously ill.

"It's okay... cough cough..." Yan Muhuai finally put on his T-shirt and was about to answer Jiang Li, but he suddenly got a stitch in the side and started coughing violently again.

Just when Yan Muhuai felt that he might faint from coughing this time, the system prompt sounded at the perfect moment.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the strategy mission: gain fifty points of favorability from the male protagonist, and be rewarded with five thousand merit points!"