flstandardbreds Chapter 152 A wonderful solution
Chapter 152 A wonderful solution
The next day, public opinion about the sudden suspension of the variety show "My Daily Life with Friends" finally saw a shocking reversal.
Because Hou Yu's initial response was somewhat vague, and he remained silent no matter how much the audience asked, and the participating guests also remained silent, some people speculated that the program team must have done something wrong and was ordered to stop broadcasting by the local government.
Such remarks became more and more intense, and even fans of several artists were afraid to speak out.
Unexpectedly, on Tuesday morning, the Guicheng government released information on its official Weibo account, specifically praising the entire production team of "My Daily Life with Friends", saying that they cooperated with the local police to solve a major case.
As soon as the news came out, it quickly became the number one hot search.
The playback volume of "My Daily Life with Friends" increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sudden popularity made Hou Yu, who had been staring at the computer, grin from ear to ear.
Then he took out his cell phone and sent more than ten thank-you messages to Yan Muhuai, and also gave him a big red envelope.
Ming Fei saw the news when she got up in the morning and went out to buy breakfast.
After buying breakfast, she happily returned to Yan Muhuai's small courtyard. The big locust tree in the courtyard had already bloomed, and the whole city was filled with the fragrance of locust flowers.
But as soon as she entered the living room, she saw Yan Muhuai sitting on the sofa with a pale face, and there was a cardboard box in front of him.
"Mr. Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell again?" Ming Fei became nervous and hurried over, putting down the breakfast in her hands and the wooden box containing the broken sword.
Yan Muhuai pushed the cardboard box weakly, "It's dying, see if you can save it."
"Ah?" Ming Fei took the cardboard box and opened it to see Thirty-Five, who looked like he had shrunk and was lying in the box like a dead dog. "Hey, how did he become like this? Do you want to put him in water and soak him?"
"It must be because you took the broken sword away." Yan Muhuai felt dizzy when he spoke, just like the symptoms of anemia.
He had just exchanged for a few months of life and had not used any magic during this period, so it was impossible for his body to suddenly become weak, so he speculated that this was related to Thirty-Five.
Thirty-five's physical discomfort will directly affect him as the host.
It's more troublesome to separate than not to separate.
Upon hearing this, Ming Fei quickly opened the box, took Thirty-Five out of the carton, and placed it on the broken sword.
After Sanshiwu touched the broken sword, just like a dead mobile phone connected to its own charger, its shriveled body quickly swelled up and turned back into a vibrant and bouncy white slime.
It got better, and Yan Muhuai also clearly felt that the discomfort in his body disappeared.
Seeing that the slime was now white, Ming Fei felt relieved, knowing that it had no ability to drill into the broken sword.
She even poked Thirty-Five in a good mood, and then asked Yan Muhuai, "Why did Mr. Yan put it in the carton?"
Maintaining a system is like raising a cat.
Yan Muhuai frowned slightly, thinking of Rong Jin's unreasonable and jealous request last night.
He was not allowed to take off his clothes in front of Thirty-Five, and he was not allowed to let Thirty-Five stay in the same room with him... He had no choice but to put Thirty-Five in a cardboard box and let it sleep in the living room.
As a result, he felt very uncomfortable when he woke up in the morning, and felt that it was related to Thirty-five. He went out of the room to take a look, and then saw the half-dead Thirty-five in the cardboard box.
Ming Fei came back soon.
"It's all because of that bastard boss of yours. Rong Jin and I are sworn enemies!" Thirty-five had enough strength. Before Yan Muhuai could answer, he raised his hand and shouted the slogan.
Ming Fei opened his mouth in surprise and gave Thirty-Five a thumbs up, "Brother, you have courage."
After dinner, Yan Muhuai packed up and prepared to go to the airport.
The box that Ming Fei customized for Canjian also arrived, but it couldn't pass security check on the plane and needed to be checked in. And Sanshiwu had to stay with Canjian, otherwise it would get dehydrated and it would affect Yan Muhuai's physical condition.
So Yan Muhuai made Thirty-five smaller and stuffed them into the box.
Ming Fei was very tolerant of Thirty-Five, who had no spiritual power, and did not care if he refused to let go of the broken sword.
They went out and took a car to the airport, got off the plane and took another car. They were on transportation for almost the entire day, and it was already evening when they arrived at the hotel in Fengcheng.
Thirty-five took advantage of Ming Fei's ordering and jumped onto Yan Muhuai's lap, "Master Host, I have thought of a brilliant way to extend your life."
Yan Muhuai raised his eyebrows and looked at it, "What method?"
"Although time is a bit tight, there is less than a month left, but you can use this short period of time to gain more fans. Then, before I am blown to death, I will help you convert all your merit points into lifespan, so that you can live a long time."
Thirty-Five said, and he also checked the backend. "The number of true fans you have now is linked to your Weibo followers. It is now 12,000. Today's increase was particularly fast. If you continue at this rate, and you record a few more variety shows, shoot some commercials or TV dramas and movies, and do more business to bring effective emotional value to the audience, your number of fans will gradually increase."
Yan Muhuai curled the corners of his mouth and raised his hand to rub Sanshiwu's head.
His idea was the same as Thirty-Five's, to concentrate on his career and strive to gain more merit points before it exploded.
Rong Jin's favorability is already full. If there is no strategy mission to complete, there are only two ways for him to gain merit points. One is to change the fate of people or wronged souls, and the other is to gain true fans.
The former is hard to come by and difficult to control, but the latter will be rewarded as long as he works hard.
However, his purpose was to help Sanshiwu exchange the other half of the broken sword, not to use merit points to exchange for life so that Sanshiwu could stay alive after his self-destruction.
He was certain that as soon as Sanshiwu died, his life span would instantly be reset to zero.
Thirty-five is linked to merit points, or in other words, to his lifespan.
He had only guessed this yesterday, but this morning he was certain after discovering that Sanshiwu's life or death could affect his physical condition.
The Lord God really hated him to the core and set traps for him everywhere. If he wasn't careful, he would lose his life.
"Host, have I become smarter after I came out?" When Thirty-Five saw Yan Muhuai smiling, he became inexplicably confident.
Yan Muhuai did not criticize it. "You are indeed smart. It is my sea of consciousness that limits your intelligence. From now on, you should stay by Ming Fei's side, but don't try to snatch the broken sword from her. It is her body."
Speaking of this, Thirty-five was instantly furious, "Host, why do you support the right and not the relatives? You and I are one, why don't you protect me at all? Is it because that woman is Rong Jin's assistant? Yes, yes, I am just a useless system, how can I compare with your little apprentice~!"
Yan Muhuai listened to Sanshiwu's sarcastic tone and not only was he not angry, he found it quite funny.
He watched its performance with interest for a while, then ruthlessly threw it back into the box of broken swords.
“Master Host!” Thirty-five climbed up and jumped in front of Yan Muhuai, with his hands on his waist, staring at Yan Muhuai fiercely, “Don’t evade me, please answer my question directly. Why don’t you believe that the Broken Sword is my body? Clearly, I have the other missing parts of the Broken Sword in my mall!”
"Besides, doesn't that woman have a body now? She just needs to be a good person. What's wrong with giving the broken sword to a small system like me without a body?" He questioned Yan Muhuai in rapid succession.