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

[What is he doing? Are you not going to record anymore? Whether Meng Ge is acting or participating in variety shows, he is always so outrageous. Who gives him the courage? ]

[You are not really imagining yourself as Mr. Rong's significant other, and think that the entire entertainment industry revolves around him, right? ]

[Just now when he sought cooperation and no one paid attention to him, it was really embarrassing. I felt ashamed for him.]

[That's right, how could he open his mouth? Doesn't he know what image he has in other people's minds? This is so funny! ]

[But to be honest, he didn't wear heavy makeup this time, and he really looked handsome, with his fair skin, which was invincible! ]

[What do you mean by pale skin? Didn't he say he was sick? This is sickly pale! If he didn't have this face, he would have disappeared from the entertainment industry long ago! ]

[He went to see the director. Does he really not want to record it? ]

Yan Muhuai couldn't see the barrage, but when he left the main group, a special cameraman followed him. He walked all the way to the center of the square of Shaoyaoju, which was where the director had just announced the rules.

"Mu Huai, is there anything wrong?" the director asked.

The director can see the progress of everyone's tasks and the comments from netizens. He is also worried that Yan Muhuai is having a bad temper and wants to stop recording.

"Didn't the director say that he would come to you to report once he found the mission card?" Yan Muhuai asked instead of answering.

The director responded, "Yes, so go find it quickly and don't waste time here. The rules have been set and I won't change them."

He thought Yan Muhuai was here to cheat him, so he had to say it first and not give Yan Muhuai any chance.

"So, things that are not mentioned in the rules can be done, right?" Yan Muhuai asked again.

"Yes, yes, yes, as long as you don't violate the rules I mentioned, you can do whatever you want. Go back and find the task card!" The director waved his hands as if he was shooing away a fly, and his perfunctory attitude was obviously.

"I feel relieved when the director says that, but I have already found the task card, and I am here to hand it in." After saying this, Yan Muhuai handed the task card he found to the staff.

The staff member took it with both hands, then looked at the director with a dull expression. Because he looked so funny, the cameraman who was following Yan Muhuai couldn't help but turn the camera away.

The director's expression wasn't much better. "You, you found it? So fast!"

"I'm lucky. I just happened to run into this." Yan Muhuai thought for a moment and asked, "The director shouldn't announce who found the mission card now, right?"

"Of course not. In order to keep the suspense, it will be announced at the end of the live broadcast." The director answered in a daze.

Yan Muhuai smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll go back first, you guys take your time."

The director was so frightened by his laughter that as soon as he turned around, he called the stagehand to question him.

The camera following Yan Muhuai cleverly turned the lens towards the director team.

"Where did you hide the mission card? How could he find it so quickly? You must have been bribed by him, and you stuffed the mission card into his hand as soon as he arrived?" The director questioned the stagehand fiercely.

The head of the stage management waved his hands quickly, "No, Director, I hid the task card inside the card hanging on the wind chime. How could ordinary people think of this? But who knew that when others wouldn't let them in, he would stand at the door and pull the wind chime..."

He was sweating profusely while watching the live broadcast just now, and he wanted to rush over and chop off Yan Muhuai's hand that was playing with the wind chimes!

In these few short minutes, the live broadcast screen belonging to Yan Muhuai was filled with the expressions of several members of the director team. Netizens who came to watch the fun heard the news and the barrage of comments flew rapidly.

[Hahaha, I am dying of laughter. The director and other staff have all learned Sichuan Opera face-changing, right? You guys are much better looking than those stars who are busy looking for mission cards! ]

[Brother Meng is so lucky, isn't he? Those poor guys were still rummaging through the boxes in Room 7, but they didn't expect them to hand in the task card directly! ]

[It's not luck, okay? Have you forgotten that Brother Meng can tell fortunes? Maybe he figured it out, so when others rushed into their room to mess up, he just watched as if nothing had happened.]

[I think so too. Before he approached the director, he asked other people if they were willing to cooperate. Didn’t many people think Meng Ge was embarrassed just now? Now I don’t know who is more embarrassed! ]

[He didn't say anything after finding him, and went straight to the director. This guy is so insidious. Is he deliberately trying to waste other people's time? ]

[It’s a bit too much to say that he’s insidious, right? Didn’t the others team up to trick Brother Meng and Jiang Li? I’m really looking forward to the slapping scene later. No matter what Brother Meng did before, I’ll applaud him for this move tonight! ]

There were a few scattered +1s following this comment, but there were so many people who disliked Yan Muhuai that it was soon drowned out by the insults.

However, Yan Muhuai's actions quickly increased his and Jiang Li's exclusive live broadcast room's popularity, and the audience wanted to see how he would retaliate next.

Yan Muhuai did not go back to room seven directly, but took the camera to look around other people's rooms.

Every room in Shaoyaoju was like the Twelve-petal Private Room he had been to before, a particularly spacious and elegantly decorated suite with a large living room and two rooms. Otherwise, it would not be able to accommodate eight artists and several cameramen, who would have to search for things inside.

After Yan Muhuai had looked at rooms eight, nine, and ten, he was about to pass by room seven to see room six, but was seen by Jiang Li at the door, and was still stopped from entering.

"Are you planning to look for other people's task cards?" Jiang Li asked after catching up with Yan Muhuai.

He wanted to go find him just now, but Yan Muhuai had already run away. He was afraid that he would be scolded for his behavior, so he stood at the door and observed the situation inside the house, not daring to move.

The artists in the room were all more famous than him, and he dared not offend any of them.

"Just take a look." Yan Muhuai replied.

Jiang Li thought he was just being stubborn, but he didn't expect that after he followed him in, he actually just glanced at Yan Muhuai casually. It took him less than two minutes from entering the door to leaving.

"No...everyone has come in, let's look for it carefully!" Jiang Li was speechless. He searched between the tables and chairs as he spoke, but he didn't dare to move too big as he looked like a thief.

Yan Muhuai ignored him and went back to room seven. The person who was looking for the task card inside still didn't let him in, so he found a chair nearby and sat down, indicating that he would not go in.

The person responsible for staring at him was Yan Xunyi's partner Qin Shulang. He had the face of a leading man and smiled gently, but Yan Muhuai could still catch the disgust hidden deep in his eyes at a glance.

The other party had no intention of chatting with him, so he just leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

When Jiang Li came over and saw him acting so badly, his blood pressure rose again.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the other four groups also fulfilled their previous promises. One person was left here to look for Yan Muhuai and the others' task cards, while the other person went back to look for his own task card.

After the four people left, the room was not so crowded anymore. Jiang Li quickly patted Yan Muhuai on the shoulder and said, "Hurry up and get to work. We have already missed the best golden half hour. Now we have to race against time!"