For one, in the very first episode of JDJ, the producers stuck to showing snapshots of him voguing for the camera - thus sending us a clear signal that he blew chunks. This endeared him to me, especially since he was carrying a hockey stick in that non-performance to remind us that he was actually a khiladi.
Then he turned in one riotous performance after another - his brilliant choreographer making light of his inability to do complex moves by giving him comic avatars.
Since Negi was the oldest contestant, everyone - including the judges - called him "so sweet" and told him he was great! At one point the judges - obfuscated by Negi playing a stiff puppet - gave him a perfect score. Consequently, Negi became convinced he was in with a chance and seeing it evaporate bad mouthed the judges just prior to his departure. Entertainment!
At one point Negi showed up dressed as a black basketball player (with a darkened face to boot) in a glitterarcious outfit, causing Mind Rush to send me this furious note:
Being Black or of African origin is not a cartoon character that one can imitate and caricature. Negi and the production people are essentially satirizing a whole people and their appearance. What's worse, they are furthering the stereotype that Black = Basketball player.
There was no need for the darkened face and Afro. It’s the equivalent of a Hollywood film depicting Indians in turbans and speaking with a thick accent.
But Negi put this behind him and went from strength to strength. His khiladi friends starting sending SMSs to the right shortcode and Negi was off to the races. He even got a kiss from Diya Mirza (the flying kind) and a "sexy" out of Sharmila Tagore. Now think about this: how much has a self-appointed "chocolate boy" like Jay Bhanushali gotten out of actresses across generations despite chatoing them relentelessly? Zilch! See my point?
For a while it was Mir Ranjan Negi's world. We all just lived in it.