Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Jiang Yan’s Dazzling Transformation Journey Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Jiang Yan’s Dazzling Transformation Journey Just when Jiang Yan called to heaven and earth in vain, he looked up and saw Zhao Lang descending like a Heavenly God.

Immediately, he excitedly raised both hands and waved vigorously.

“Daniu, Daniu, hey, it’s me, it’s me, hurry down and open the door for me.”

Zhao Lang stopped on the wooden stairs on the second floor.

Seeing Jiang Yan, he didn’t show a surprised expression, just stood silently where he was.

Jiang Yan noticed something was amiss.

“Hey, bro, why aren’t you talking?”

Zhao Lang sighed, “Sorry, Jiang Yan, I can’t open the door for you.”

“Why?”

“Because before the director left, he specifically found me and said you have to continue staying in our village as a punishment, all previous accommodations are null and void, and all your belongings have been taken away by the crew. Daddy and I can no longer shelter you either.”

Jiang Yan: ????

What?!

Director Sun actually cut off his only way out?!

[Help! Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, the real disaster is still to come.]
[Seeing this, I really feel sorry for Jiang Yan. At least before, when he was unlucky, there was someone around him, now he has to suffer alone.]
[I can only say, the crew is really malicious.]
Although the live broadcast of Shining Transformation Trip had officially ended, since Jiang Yan’s punishment was still ongoing, the audience that followed the live stream hardly left.

Instead, more and more people were attracted by his tragic situation trending on social media.

The number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly broke five hundred thousand.

Consequently, Jiang Yan’s Weibo followers also topped a million.

In the past, Jiang Yan would have jumped up and bragged to everyone passing by with his phone.

But now, he couldn’t even manage a smile.

“No way,” Jiang Yan placed his hands against the door, “Daniu, you are my brother, how can you bear to watch me stranded alone in the streets? Being stranded in the streets is one thing, but at least there are benches; here in the mountains, for all we know, wolves might carry me off in the middle of the night.”

Saying so, he made an especially pitiful face.

[Bah! Although Lord is despicable, his face is truly handsome, and his expressions never falter.]
[Ahhh, when will Jiang Yan debut? I really want to see this face on TV.]
Zhao Lang rubbed his chin and began to ponder.

“You’re right, I really can’t bear to see you have nowhere to live, especially since it’s going to rain in the next couple of days.”

“Here’s what we do,” he said, “the crew really isn’t allowing you to stay here, but that doesn’t mean you can’t stay somewhere else.”

Jiang Yan’s eyes instantly lit up.

“That’s great, Daniu, you truly are my best brother. Just wait, once I return to the Capital, I’ll treat you to the finest food and drink.”

But soon, Jiang Yan regretted saying that.

Looking at the unstable and drafty straw hut with a roof that let light through, worse than last century’s slums, Jiang Yan fell silent.

The wild wind roared beside his ears before he found his voice again.

“This… shouldn’t be the place I’m staying tonight, right?”

Zhao Lang’s expression was deadly serious, “This is especially for you. Director Sun doesn’t allow anyone in the village to shelter you, and the only available place decent enough to live is this one.”

Jiang Yan looked at him, “What about the others?”

Zhao Lang paused for a moment, “There’s also the village chief’s pigpen, Aunt Ying’s doghouse, Uncle Li…”
“Stop, stop, stop, okay, I’ll stay. Is that okay?”

At least this one was meant for humans.

What are the others?!

Inside, Jiang Yan cursed Director Sun thoroughly and walked in with a face full of grievances, carrying his luggage.

Just as he pushed open the creaky wooden door, a huge dead spider fell down.

Jiang Yan immediately screamed, dropped his suitcase, and threw himself onto Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang: “…….”

“Young Master Jiang, it’s just a dead spider.”

Jiang Yan: “Aaaaah, what is that, get it away from me!!!”

[Hahahahaha.]
[I can’t take it anymore, Jiang Yan just screamed like an old sister-in-law.]
[No way, is Young Master Jiang that timid? He almost clung onto Daniu.]
[Daniu is really strong, he even managed to lift Young Master Jiang who is tall and big.]
Zhao Lang sighed helplessly and stepped forward to remove the spider.

But clearly, Jiang Yan, having been severely frightened, found it difficult to calm down anytime soon.

Until Zhao Lang led him into the house, he was clinging tightly to Zhao Lang’s arm without letting go.

The two stood still for a moment, and Zhao Lang couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Young Master Jiang, can you let go of me now?”

The strength in Jiang Yan’s hand increased momentarily, “You, you go turn on the light first, then I’ll let you go.”

It was pitch dark in this room, the ground underfoot was uneven, and the air was filled with the smell of ancient mold; how could he calm down?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lang said, “This place is quite remote; after eight at night, the electricity and water are cut off, so–”
Jiang Yan: “What?!”

This is even worse than a pigsty!!!

“It’s okay, I brought you this.”

After saying that, Zhao Lang dragged Jiang Yan to a corner of the room.

Jiang Yan was somewhat puzzled.

It was so dark he couldn’t see his own hand; how could this kid walk so naturally?

But the next second, a match was struck in front of him, then a kerosene lamp lit up, illuminating the entire room in a small radius.

Looking at the dim kerosene lamp, Jiang Yan felt a complex mix of emotions.

Somewhat moved, somewhat aggrieved, somewhat irritable, and somewhat reassured.

Zhao Lang patted his shoulder.

“Hang in there, I believe Young Master Jiang can definitely make it through this week and a half.”

[Laughing to death, who uses a kerosene lamp these days!]
[Help, I just got a good look at this room, every single decoration can be considered an antique.]
[Hahahaha, why do I feel like Jiang Yan’s transformation journey is just beginning?]
[+1, might as well rename the show Shining Transformation Trip featuring Jiang Yan.]
Zhao Lang walked away mercilessly.

Left alone in this desolate old house, Jiang Yan felt even more isolated.

As if to add insult to injury, his stomach growled right on cue.

After a tiring day of livestreaming and no place to stay, not having a meal was one thing, but…

This dump is really unbearable!

Cameraman, finally showing some kindness, reminded him, “Young Master Jiang, you still have a packet of instant noodles.”

Jiang Yan: “…..”

So he had finally fallen to the level of having to eat packet instant noodles?

But after looking around, he realized that this dump didn’t even have a bucket of clean water!

Having no choice, he had to run to Zhao Lang’s house again and haul back a bucket of water.

After all the fuss, the instant noodles were barely softened.

It was now ten o’clock at night.

Just as Jiang Yan, with tears in his eyes, was preparing to enjoy this meal that he couldn’t even afford to slurp, the wooden door was suddenly knocked.

He was instantly startled.

Crap, in the middle of the night, could it be some dirty spirit?

Just when he thought he might have imagined it, the knocking sound came again, this time even more urgent.

Cameraman fanned the flames from the side.

“Young Master Jiang, it sounds like someone is at the door, aren’t you going to check it?”