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

Chapter 157 The Director Requests for Release

Xu Zhe went to find Ming Fei mainly to ask if it was normal for Yan Muhuai to unlock the password in a few minutes. He also wanted her to come and watch. He was thinking about the recording and forgot to ask Ming Fei to come over.

The agent who comes with the artist must want to see his artist's performance in front of the camera, so that if there are any problems in the middle, they can be dealt with in time.

He only knew that Ming Fei was the new agent appointed by Jiuzhou Entertainment for Yan Muhuai, and he didn't know that she had a relationship with Rong Jin. However, based on Hou Yu's vague suggestions, he didn't dare to neglect Ming Fei in the slightest.

"Director Xu, don't be surprised. This is Mr. Yan's basic operation." Ming Fei just watched it with Thirty-five. It was a mechanism that made slight use of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. Not to mention Yan Muhuai, it would be easy for the two of them to solve it.

The program team cannot make the mechanisms and passwords too complicated. After all, their goal is to make the show interesting, not to embarrass the guests.

In addition, some of today's artistes, although they look glamorous on the screen, are actually very incompetent in private. They can't even speak with a little connotation, let alone understand things like the five elements and gossip.

Although Xu Zhe had watched Yan Muhuai's "My Daily Life with Friends" and knew that he performed well in the show, he also wanted to take advantage of Yan Muhuai's popularity with his own variety show.

But he didn't expect that Yan Muhuai really understood all this.

Unlike some of the people in his variety show, when he gave strict orders not to let the staff miss any questions, they would simply not play and would get angry with him.

If the sponsor of the latest season had not been so weak and he had not had the funds to replace the resident guests with better ones, he would have replaced that thing long ago.

"He wouldn't have cleared the secret room in less than an hour, right? I reserved ten hours of recording time for them." Xu Zhe touched his chin, frowning.

At this moment, he suddenly understood Hou Yu's feelings. No wonder Hou Yu liked to play tricks and make things difficult for Yan Muhuai during his live broadcast. If he didn't make things difficult for him, the hard work of the entire program team for several days would seem like a joke.

"Director Xu, how many levels are there in this secret room?" Ming Fei really intended to help Xu Zhe calculate the time.

"Five or six levels, I estimate. They are in the first room, and it will take at least an hour for them to come out." Because the note under the bed is something that must be found. Even if someone skips this step and directly unlocks the combination lock, they will have to go back and look for it at the next level.

But Yan Muhuai took the note directly and cracked the code in one step.

"It will definitely take less than an hour." Ming Fei was very sure.

There are only five or six levels, isn't this a joke? And they specially selected things that Yan Muhuai is good at.

Hearing this, Xu Zhe immediately put on a mask of pain and said, "That won't work. The time is too short and there's not enough material to edit. How about you give him a call and ask him to give it some slack?"

He has filmed so many seasons of escape room variety shows, and it has always been the artists who begged him to go easy on him. This is the first time he has asked a participating artist to go easy on him.

When Ming Fei was about to reject Xu Zhe's unreasonable request, Sanshiwu, who was playing with the field boy next to him, suddenly interrupted and said, "Let me win."

Thirty-five was reminding Mingfei to agree to Xu Zhe's request.

The idea is very simple. Yan Muhuai now needs a large number of fans to gain merit points, so every show he shows must be good to increase his fans.

If Yan Muhuai destroyed the flowers, no, the mechanisms, in the secret room so ruthlessly that the program crew had no material to cut, and when the program was aired next week, there was no one to watch it, wouldn't Yan Muhuai have worked in vain?

"Sister Ming, I don't think it looks like an intelligent robot." The field attendant said as he poked Thirty-Five.

Thirty-five wanted to turn around and kick him.

Ming Fei thought he had discovered something, and asked with a guilty conscience, "It is just an intelligent robot, but it is equipped with the most advanced intelligent system, which is closer to the thinking mode of humans."

She explained it in a serious manner, trying to convince the stage manager with advanced technology.

But I heard the stagehand say, "I think it's like a parrot, always imitating other people's speech."

It turned out that he thought what Sanshiwu had just said was just imitating Mingfei.

This is good, at least no one will know that Sanshiwu is teaching Mingfei how to do things.

"Idiot." Thirty-five cursed again.

Ming Fei slapped it backhandedly, "Don't curse, you little bastard, or I'll take out your battery."

Seeing Ming Fei treating Sanshiwu so harshly, the field clerk who was scolded was a little defensive, "It's okay, it's okay, Sister Ming, you are busy, I will play with it."

"Then I'll talk to Mr. Yan, but whether to let him off is up to him to decide." Ming Fei still listened to Sanshiwu's opinion.

Xu Zhe smiled. Yan Muhuai was recording a show, so of course he didn’t bring his cell phone with him, so he needed someone to contact the guy who was following him.

This is the advantage of recorded programs. Everything can be adjusted temporarily according to the on-site situation, and unnecessary shots can be cut out later.

When the paparazzi received the call, Yan Muhuai was about to open the door.

After unlocking the password, he did not open the door immediately. He wanted to wait for the knock on the door to come again so that he could kill the person knocking on the door in a close-range attack.

"Mr. Yan, wait a moment. The director team is calling." The guy who was following him quickly called Yan Muhuai and handed him the phone.

Yan Muhuai thought there were some adjustments during the recording, but it turned out that Ming Fei asked him to let go as inconspicuously as possible, otherwise Xu Zhe would faint from crying in front of the director's monitor.

"Okay, then after I reunite with my teammates, I won't take the initiative to solve puzzles." Yan Muhuai didn't want to make things difficult for Xu Zhe, so he agreed to the suggestion.

After hanging up the phone, he waited for another round of knocks on the door, then flung it open.

At the door, a woman wearing Chinese wedding dress and with a pale face was raising her hand. Yan Muhuai was not scared, but she screamed in fear and turned away.

Or rather, she slid away. She had a skateboard hidden under her skirt, and she slid out in the dark corridor, which really looked a bit spooky.

"Could this be my college classmate Chunni? The makeup artist she hired for her wedding was not very good. I couldn't even recognize her." Yan Muhuai said as he walked forward and listened to the noises on both sides of the corridor.

Probably for the purpose of sound insulation, there is an empty room between each guest so that they cannot hear what the people next door are doing.

"Is anyone inside?" Yan Muhuai chose a room on his left and knocked on the door.

Then there was an impatient knock on the door, followed by Su Xiaowei's voice, "Why are you knocking? Do you think I won't knock? I told you, I won't open the door for you. If you have the guts, just break the door down, and that will let me out."

Su Xiaowei cursed, "What a broken password! It doesn't even give me any hints. How can I solve it? I won't go out today. I'm going to bed and sleep."

Although they are locked in a room alone, this is a recording of a program and every artist must be able to talk to himself/herself in order to have a sufficient program effect.

Su Xiaowei was obviously so frightened that she didn't even hear Yan Muhuai's voice.

Hearing Su Xiaowei's footsteps leaving the door, Yan Muhuai reminded her, "Xiaowei, I'm Yan Muhuai, don't sit on the bed..."

Before Yan Muhuai finished speaking, Su Xiaowei's earth-shattering scream was heard from inside.