The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

When people feel difficult, time seems to pass at 0.5 times the speed and goes even slower.

While waiting for someone to come and fish it out, Guaidongguai saw Su Muyou sweating profusely and trying hard to hold on, and couldn't help but suggest, "Why don't you relax yourself first?"

Su Muyou leaned back on the toilet, gasping for breath, like a fish thrown ashore.

Hearing this, his 'old face' turned red.

In my previous life, due to health reasons, I seldom did DIY, not to mention that I had to be under surveillance!

As if guessing what he was thinking, Guaidongguai added, "Don't worry, we have host privacy protection, which will automatically fill in the mosaic."

Not to mention, after this explanation, Su Muyou actually hesitated.

Hot springs in summer are like popsicles in winter, and no one cares about them.

In this inconspicuous toilet in the off-season facility area, there was no one else there except him, so there was no need to worry about being exposed.

The balance in my heart tilts back and forth.

In the end, Su Muyu convinced himself.

As a man, it’s no big deal to take a shower.

'Click. '

His limbs were still weak, and he fumbled with great difficulty to unbuckle his belt, making quite a bit of noise as he trembled.

However, before she put her hand on the zipper, she seemed to hear a man's voice faintly.

His heart was pounding and his movements froze as if he had been caught doing something bad.

Su Muyou pricked up his ears and barely opened his eyes, "System, is someone calling me?"

"Su Muyou?" What answered him was not the system that seemed to live in his head, but a clearer call.

Along with it, there was the sound of crisp knocking on the compartment door.

Now Su Muyou was sure that he was not hallucinating - the people who came to rescue him had arrived.

He glanced down at his belt, which had been undone, and his underwear was half-hidden.

A stream of hot blood rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

Embarrassing, so damn embarrassing.

"I told you to be so slow." Guaidongguai sighed and shook his head.

But, apart from anything else, its host has quite good endurance.

If it were an ordinary man, he would have rushed forward long ago!

"Is anyone there?" There was a hint of impatience in the voice coming from outside.

Su Muyu was frightened, then he regained his senses and listened carefully.

Knowing that if he didn't speak up, the guy outside might just turn around and leave, he quickly made some noise, "Here."

He just uttered two words and then closed his mouth again.

Under the influence of the drugs, his voice seemed particularly wrong and did not sound very serious.

Su Muyou felt that his face was so hot that it was about to smoke.

There was silence outside the cubicle for a moment, and then rhythmic footsteps were heard.

Su Muyu couldn't help but look towards the gap under the compartment.

The sound was getting closer.

After a while, a pair of black and white sneakers with the brand logo appeared in sight.

'Knock knock. '

Along with the knock on the door came two very brief words: "Open the door."

Thinking that his indecent side was about to be seen by outsiders, the knock on the door was as stimulating as knocking directly on his heart.

Su Muyou forced himself to sit up straight and reached out to turn the bolt on the door.

If you look closely, you can see that his hands are shaking.

The door was opened by someone.

The light outside was brighter than that in the cubicle, and shining on the man, it seemed as if he was covered in a layer of holy light.

Su Muyu couldn't help but hold his breath, feeling that the other party was like a savior descending from the sky.

He narrowed his eyes.

One is being dazzled by the light.

The second is being amazed by the other person’s appearance.

It is no exaggeration to say that with that face, if he were a girl, he would overcome his shyness and would rush up to ask for her contact information.

Su Muyou couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed a script, the employment level in the entertainment industry was really high.

If it were his world, with this kind of looks, he would be considered a top star in the circle, right?

As it turned out, the other party was just a broker behind the scenes.

What a waste of natural resources.

"You stupid idiot." Seeing that he looked like King Zhou meeting Su Daji, Guaidongguai reminded him angrily, "This is the male lead!"

Its worries about whether the host can play the role well reached a peak, and it added in a commanding tone, "Wake up, remember your character setting, and don't be OOC!!"

Male protagonist?

Su Muyou was choked and became a little more sober. Wasn’t the number he called being Brother Sun?

"Why you?" he asked bluntly.

At the same time, he stubbornly resisted the effects of the medicine and listened to what the system said.

The original owner and his teammate Tang Yuze were friendly and respectful to others, which was a common pattern of peaceful coexistence in the entertainment industry.

In private, it can only be described as "half-baked".

He hated and envied this teammate who showed up out of nowhere, but the male protagonist was sharp-minded and could naturally sense that his teammate didn't like him.

The pride he cultivated since childhood did not allow him to curry favor with someone he did not like and take the initiative to get closer.

It was as if there was a thick, invisible wall between the two of them that could not be crossed.

Although this was Su Muyu's first time acting, his desire for life allowed him to get into the role quickly.

Even though he looked disheveled, he couldn't hide the hint of resistance that flashed quickly in his eyes.

Tang Yuze was too lazy to explain the coincidence behind this to him, and replied perfunctorily, "It's all the same."

After all, they are here to rescue people.

His eyes unceremoniously took in the miserable appearance of his teammates.

His clothes were disheveled and his face was flushed, as if the five big words "I have been ravaged" were engraved on his forehead.

But I have to admit that the other party does have a good-looking face that is popular among people.

Even so, there is a feeling of adding just the right touch of cinnabar rouge to the black and white ink painting.

The red corners of her eyes are enchanting and extraordinarily gorgeous, like a peony in full bloom.

Tang Yuze was in a trance for a moment.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that my current teammates are more eye-catching.

He calmed himself down and asked, "Can you stand up?"

Because the acquaintance he was not on good terms with was right in front of him, Su Muyou's breathing became a little more reserved, but he still couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard the words.

"If I could stand up, I would go back by myself."

What a nonsense question!

Tang Yuze was not upset after being confronted neither softly nor harshly. Arguing with someone who was weak and unable to take care of himself would only make him look petty.

He extended his hand without holding any grudges.

Su Muyou's wandering gaze was fixed on the other person's hand. The joints were distinct, not white, but slender enough.

Looking from this angle, he could even see the protruding blue veins on the back of his hand.

I don’t know if it’s the influence of drugs, but I always feel a kind of inexplicable sexiness.

Su Muyu's mind inappropriately recalled the description of the male protagonist in the script.

Her facial features are as deep as those of a mixed-race person, and she can stand out from the crowd with just her face.

Her eyes were cold, and countless fans who were insulted shouted, "Husband, kill me!"

As he danced, the corners of his clothes occasionally fluttered, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.

He was like a lone wolf who had strayed into a flock of sheep, unruly and full of wildness.

In the idol circle where pretty boys are prevalent, he has created his own unique style.