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

It’s not Su Muyou’s fault that he overreacted. After all, due to physical reasons in his previous life, he had never had such close contact with anyone except his parents, doctors and nurses.

Not to mention that this person is really good-looking, which even a homosexual cannot deny.

But he himself did not realize that the male protagonist had discovered his inner shame, because he was busy righteously accusing the system of being presumptuous in his heart.

"Could you please not make any sudden noises? It really affects my role and makes me lose my focus all of a sudden!"

Guaidongguai knew that this wave was indeed its fault and apologized repeatedly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't do it again next time."

Su Muyou calmed down and said, "What good stuff? Speak in one minute. We'll start recording soon!"

"Aren't we serving the hero's pleasure?" Guaidongguai also quickened his speech and made a long story short, "So we made a pleasure monitor that can determine the hero's state and mood in time and make changes accordingly."

Don’t be a riddle teller, get to the point directly.

"Aren't we here to follow the plot?" Su Muyou was not fooled so easily. "If you care too much about this number, isn't that putting the cart before the horse?"

Some of the plots he wants to go through are just to reduce the hero's pleasure.

For example, teammates accept unspoken rules in order to climb up. From Tang Yuze's reaction to the previous sponsorship incident, we can see that he extremely hates this kind of thing.

When he found out that his teammate, whom he had been working with day and night, was involved in this matter, he was definitely very unhappy at that moment, instead of feeling secretly happy.

Is it for the male protagonist, or for other possible viewers who are reading this script?

Su Muyou inexplicably felt interested. Which side was more important?

Guaidongguai was stunned and speechless.

During the time it hesitated, a minute passed quickly and the destination marked on the map appeared before its eyes.

"We're here." Su Muyou reminded.

This was said to both Tang Yuze and Guaidongguai.

"Yeah." Tang Yuze responded lightly and at the same time withdrew his gaze from the other person's ear.

The color there has gradually returned to normal as the owner calmed down.

Guaidongguai, who had no time to explain himself, had to stop temporarily in order not to affect his role.

Behind the scenes studio.

A fat man with a beard looked at the images recorded by several surveillance devices and couldn't help but touch his chin, "Are they arguing?"

This person is the 100% real Director Chen.

The picture displayed on the computer in front of him showed Su Muyou and Tang Yuze looking at each other in silence.

Apart from the accidental trip over the suitcase, the two of them didn't say a word to each other. This has nothing to do with the rumors that the two members of the group are as close as brothers!

There was excitement in his eyes as if he had seen gossip. Could it be that someone couldn't pretend anymore as soon as the recording started?

Just when he was getting excited, the assistant director beside him pointed at Tang Yuze and said, "I think maybe Xiao Tang did something to make Xiao Su angry. Look, he's been staring at him all the way."

The director took a closer look and saw that it was indeed the Husband Waiting Rock.

The female screenwriter on the other side pushed her glasses up and said, "This is great. Let's cut it into the pilot."

The other groups were chattering to each other, their words filled with anticipation and anxiety about the month-long recording session.

These two people were as quiet as chickens and seemed to be incompatible, but how could people who were truly incompatible react so quickly to observe the movements of the people around them and take rescue measures in time?

Don’t think that she didn’t see Su Muyou’s red ears. There is something, there must be something!

The mirror of the female screenwriter's glasses reflected a bright light from the computer screen, as sharp as a detective who had figured out who the real murderer was.

I believe that the experts on the Internet will cooperate to find more clues.

Director Chen and the assistant director looked at each other and shrugged, "Okay."

Although I don't understand what's so good about this "pretty good", there's nothing else to add to the interaction between these two people except this one.

At this time, Su Muyou and Guai Dongguai did not know that these small butterfly wings had caused the plot to deviate from its original track and rushed towards an unknown direction.

Su Muyu and Tang Yuze each took one side and pushed open the door with the house number '666' on it.

The first thing that catches your eye is a stone path paved on the lawn. The villa has a small front garden.

Looking up, I saw that the door of the villa not far away was ajar.

The two of them walked side by side along the path, and their time was peaceful.

In a trance, the people on the other side of the camera had the illusion that an old couple was moving into a new home.

During the process, Tang Yuze glanced at Su Muyu's box more than once, fearing that he would have another "tire slip".

However, Su Muyou, who was focusing on the challenges he was about to face, didn't notice his cold but warm concern at all.

"I heard Sen Yin!" As soon as the two pushed open the door, a crisp exclamation came from inside.

Then, there was the sound of slippers clicking.

A young man with light yellow curly hair appeared in front of him, his face showing more surprise than ever. "It's ST!!!"

The noise is so loud that if you don't know, you would think it's an offline fan meeting.

Su Muyou no longer had a cold face, his eyebrows curved, and his attitude was gentle, "Hello."

He wasn't pretending, he really wanted to laugh.

Because the man's Chinese accent was a little strange, he even recalled the dubbing from a video that he had accidentally seen in his previous life.

"Hello everyone, I'm Xu Jundae."

It's killing me, and it's as funny as Lu Xingcai speaking Chinese.

Su Muyou tried hard not to laugh too exaggeratedly, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Hello." Tang Yuze's sense of humor was surprisingly high at this time. He greeted calmly without even moving his eyebrows.

Since the other party has already called out the name of their group accurately, there is no need to introduce themselves again.

"Wow, before this, I didn't even teach you how to come!" The curly-haired man's excitement did not diminish, "I will teach you..."

Perhaps driven to the limit by the poor Chinese, another voice finally spoke up, "His name is Shang Mingjun, and he is a trainee at the Star-Making Company next door."

Su Muyou and Tang Yuze turned their heads together and looked towards the source of the sound.

They form a group of two, and there is naturally another person in the living room.

The person who spoke was a young man with fox eyes. He had medium-length ink-black hair tied into a small bun at the back of his head, which added a bit of vitality to his elegance.