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

[Ah, my silly little goldfish, I was cheated and still helped others count money! ]

[Jin Yu is such a gullible girl. Last night, she seemed to hate Brother Meng just like everyone else, right? She was cheated out of two points, but now she respectfully calls him Brother Yan. How ironic!]

[She just went to Yan Muhuai secretly to ask about this matter? ]

[If Brother Meng is really as good as a god, then wouldn't Jin Yu and Zi Yan be the second place? ]

[It’s hard to say. I was a little surprised by how he found the mission card last night. He really just went around every room without touching anything, but he was able to find where the mission card was hidden at a glance!]

[I have a feeling that Brother Meng is using his new skills to whitewash himself in this variety show. Apart from anything else, based on his performance last night, there should be a lot of people watching the live broadcast today just for him, right? ]

[The one who said this before, you are right, I am one of them, I want to see if he is really talented or if it is just a script arranged by the director! ]

[Arrange the script? How can he do that? Unless he really hooks up with Mr. Rong, it is impossible! ]

Ming Fei saw this comment and turned cautiously to Rong Jin next to him, "Boss, do you need to control the comments?"

These people are really unscrupulous. Is Mr. Rong someone they can make fun of at will?

"Freedom of speech." Rong Jin looked as if it had nothing to do with him.

Ming Fei looked confused.

Is it really freedom of speech? But when someone spread rumors about Rong Jin and Yan Muhuai online, he asked the company's information department to take action. Not only did the beam uncover the person's identity, but after discovering that the other party was a habitual rumor-monger, they directly sent the person to jail.

Now that Yan Muhuai has changed his mind, he has freedom of speech?

But Rong Jin is the boss, so of course what he says is what counts.

"Then boss, have you figured out the trick to this task? Is task number three chosen by the girl named Jin Yu the easiest?" Ming Fei couldn't sit still while watching the variety show and wanted to discuss it with others.

Rong Jin finally took his eyes off the screen and looked at Ming Fei, "Do you think I have a pair of X-ray eyes?"

Ming Fei shook her head. "I can't tell. Sorry, boss. I won't ask anymore."

After she said that, she made a zipper motion on her mouth.

"If you don't want to watch, just get out and stop bothering me here." Rong Jin said again.

Ming Fei laughed and said, "Then I'm really leaving. I'm going to go see what's going on with Boss Bai."

She was quite curious whether Bai Shao would hand over the heirloom to the country.

Rong Jin waved his hand, signaling her to get out.

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On the other side, Yan Muhuai, who was still standing in front of the director, suddenly heard a system prompt.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for helping Bai Shao escape the fate of family inheritance. Three hundred merit points as a reward!"

This means that Bai Shao has already dug out the peony glass cup and sent it to the museum.

After a long while, Thirty-five's voice came out, "Strange, host, you stopped the Tai Chi diagram from exploding yesterday, why didn't you give me a reward?"

Yan Muhuai thought that Thirty-Five was starting to feel disgusted with the three hundred or two hundred merit points and that was why he was silent. It turned out that he was waiting for another notification sound to come.

"If there hadn't been any reminders just now, I think there would have been no reward." Yan Muhuai said.

Thirty-five was dissatisfied, "Why? Saving so many people at once, I should have at least a few thousand merit points!"

Yan Muhuai thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it was Rong Jin who was blamed. After all, he was the one who first used the evil spirit to counterbalance the spiritual energy. I just helped him by the way."

"How can you just do it by chance? If you don't take action, Rong Jin's evil spirit will definitely get out of control!" Sanshiwu's voice became a little sharper with anger.

Yan Muhuai was a bit annoyed by its noise, "But didn't I also get more than 10,000 merit points from Rong Jin? No matter how you calculate it, it's all my profit, stop making noise!"

But Sanshiwu felt that Rong Jin's favorability was what they deserved for completing the mission, and Yan Muhuai's saving people was saving people, and they could not be confused with each other.

But Yan Muhuai told it to shut up, and it could only swallow its resentment.

At this moment, the other four groups had already received their tasks and returned to their rooms to discuss strategies, waiting to set off at the director's command, so it was Yan Muhuai and Jiang Li's turn to collect the ingredients.

"The ingredients are in the storage room of Shaoyaoju. You can pick ten ingredients and take them to the kitchen in the yard to prepare lunch. You have to control the quantity of the ingredients and don't waste them." The director only sent a staff member to lead them and did not arrange anyone to move things.

Although there were only ten kinds of ingredients, the amount for ten people was quite a lot. Jiang Li was responsible for cooking and naturally for selecting the ingredients. Yan Muhuai stood by and waited for him to finish selecting. He carried a basket in each hand, showing a strength that was completely inconsistent with his frail appearance.

Yan Muhuai had taken all the things. Jiang Li, who followed him empty-handed, wanted to remind him that he was now pretending to be sick, and if he did that he would be exposed!

But they had agreed last night that they should try not to interact during today's live broadcast, so he could only suppress the urge.

After the ingredients were brought to the public kitchen in the yard, Yan Muhuai tactfully walked away.

First of all, he didn't know how to cook, and secondly, he promised not to interact with Jiang Li, so there was no point in him staying in the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, the director added difficulty to Yan Muhuai at this time.

“Mu Huai, you and Jiang Li each have to cook at least five dishes,” said the director.

Yan Muhuai, who had just left the kitchen, was struck by lightning. "You didn't say there was such a rule yesterday. What can you do to me if I don't do it?"

"If you don't do it, I will deduct five points from you!" the director threatened.

He forced Yan Muhuai to cook for a simple reason. After the live broadcast last night, the variety show "My Daily Life with Friends" had several hot searches, and 80% of the content was related to Yan Muhuai.

For the sake of the show's popularity, he couldn't let Yan Muhuai take a break.

"It's just five points. I have them as well. You can deduct them if you like!" Yan Muhuai said generously.

The director was stunned for a moment, then shamelessly increased the amount, "Then deduct fifteen points! You only earned twelve points from others last night!"

"Then I will too..." Even the huge score of fifteen points did not shake Yan Muhuai, but the director did not give him a chance to refuse, "No matter what, you have to cook five dishes!"

Yan Muhuai was really convinced, "Didn't you just say that we can't waste food? You're wasting food by asking me to cook!"

"No matter how it's cooked, you have to eat it all." The director was shameless to the extreme.

Yan Muhuai had no choice but to go back to the kitchen. He originally wanted to make a few cold dishes to satisfy the crowd, but he saw that Jiang Li only took the ingredients for main dishes.

But he still stared at the two baskets of food and thought intently for a while.

"Cold potatoes, cold taro, cold yam..." He counted on his fingers as he spoke.

Jiang Li, who was peeling taro nearby, almost cut his hand when he heard what he said.

There are so many ingredients, and you only pick the ones that can’t be mixed cold, right?

He didn't say anything, but kicked the basket of vegetables at his feet towards Yan Muhuai, meaning to ask him to change something else to make the cold dish.

Yan Muhuai received Jiang Li's hint, but he took a look at the dish kicked in front of him and frowned instantly, "Cold corn? Not good!"