The truck tires rubbed against the uneven ground, making an unpleasant sound.
Gu Mian saw several trucks entering the street, but only one was heading towards them.
Not far from his house No. 98, the car made a sharp brake sound and stopped.
Mr. Green, who was sleeping, was awakened by the sound of brakes. He jumped up from the bed. His first reaction was to see if Gu Mian was still there. After discovering that Gu Mian was still in the room, he went to explore the source of the sound that woke him up.
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"What happened?" He jumped out of bed and came to the door, looking out side by side with Gu Mian.
But because the threshold of this mud house is a bit high, it even exceeds Mr. Green's height.
He had to walk a few steps forward to the threshold, put his hands on it, and then stood on tiptoes to look out with difficulty.
Finally, he saw the big truck parked not far away.
At this time, a white and glowing man walked out of the cab. He was an upper class person. This was a noble skin exclusive to upper class people.
The man was holding a pile of something in his hand, and he shouted impatiently at the low-class people who were huddled in a circle around him: "Get in the car! Get in the car, everyone who wants to show off their talents in the variety show, come on!"
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As he spoke, he fanned the air in front of his nose with his other hand that was not holding anything, as if he wanted to blow away something smelly.
"It's that variety show!" Mr. Green shouted, "That variety show is here to recruit people."
As he spoke, he climbed up using his hands and feet, trying to climb up the high threshold in front of him.
Gu Mian looked at Mr. Green who was climbing up in a hurry: "Are you in such a hurry to participate in that variety show?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mr. Green did not forget to retort to Gu Mian while climbing, "He is a superior person. If he meets me face to face, he will definitely recognize that I am a high-level NPC. I am not at all different from the inferior people here.
, he will definitely be able to tell me apart at a glance when we are face to face!"
But most of the upper class people here don't know the existence of NPC.
Gu Mian did not hit Mr. Green, but instead stretched out her hand to support him. With Gu Mian's help, the little man climbed out of the threshold smoothly. He looked back at Gu Mian sincerely and moved, and then looked over there
The big truck trotted past.
Gu Mian thinks that his good wishes will eventually come true.
He also climbed out of the threshold and followed.
At this time, a long line of low-class people had already lined up behind the carriage of the big truck. They looked excited and looked forward to it, as if they were queuing up to receive a marriage certificate.
Of course there are some who are unhappy.
Not everyone can get on that broken truck. Gu Mian estimated that the truck could only hold dozens of people, but now there were no less than a hundred people lined up.
Now it's time to try your luck.
All those who did not fit the fancy of the handsome man were removed, and the low-class people who were removed could only leave in despair, not even daring to say a word for themselves.
The faces of those who were selected were all triumphant. Most of them would look back at the people still queuing up, as if to say, "Look, I've been selected."
Then he received something from the gentleman, and walked into the compartment of the big truck with his chest puffed out.
"No. 1115"
"No. 1116, go up."
The man handed out pieces of paper to the low-class people passing by and counted them.
Gu Mian guessed that it should be something like a number plate. The upper class people had no interest in the names of the lower class people. It would be great if they could be called by simple numbers.
At this time, Mr. Green had already rushed over waving his hand: "Hi! Hi!"
He rushed to the front of the carriage without lining up, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the lower class people in the queue. They protested and made a commotion, trying to catch Mr. Green and throw him to the end of the queue.
But the superior man holding the number plate in his hand showed a meaningful expression to Mr. Green: "It's you, I know you."
Now the lower class people behind them did not dare to act rashly, their voices of protest gradually disappeared, and they opened their eyes wide to look at the upper class people and the dwarf in front of them.
"I know it! I know it!" Mr. Green ran over and didn't even have time to breathe. As soon as he heard this gentleman say this, he was sure that the other party must have recognized him, "You must have recognized me.
I am a senior..."
"You are a high-level NPC." The superior man suddenly laughed.
This is not easy. This white-haired man didn't have a good expression on his face from the first step into the low-class area, but now he suddenly smiled. The low-class people in the queue were startled by the man's expression.
Mr. Green was even more excited now.
"Yes!" He was so excited that he even stuttered when he spoke, "I knew there were people here who knew the goods. Now that you recognize me, take me out quickly. You know I don't belong here in the first place.
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Speaking of this, Mr. Green's expression became a little arrogant again, as if he had returned to the days when he was pointing in his own copy.
"Of course, I also fed you food," the man took out a number plate and slapped it on Mr. Green's chest, "NPC No. 1117, go ahead and wait in the car to participate in the variety show."
What?
Mr. Green's expression suddenly became stunned. He opened his mouth and it took him a few seconds to find his voice: "I am a senior NPC. You should take me away from here instead of participating in that...that variety show!"
"Your stupid performance should be over. Aren't you satisfied that you have the opportunity to participate in a variety show?" The superior man became a little annoyed.
At this time, Gu Mian also came near the carriage.
He seemed to be wandering carelessly not far away, and his wandering soon attracted the attention of the upper-class man.
His attention was immediately pulled away from Mr. Lu, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Gu Mian.
Gu Mian was like a piece of brown candy stuck to his eyes.
He felt as if he had seen the low-class man wrapped in a guitar somewhere, but he could not recall the memory of this man no matter what.
There was an inexplicable strong sense of expectation in his heart, and he had the idea in his heart that he must let this person participate in the variety show.
He desperately wanted to see this man in a fierce stage battle.
His mouth opened involuntarily: "That person, come here!"
"Gu Mian's attraction to high-class people is as good as ever." 007 sighed while sitting in front of the TV screen.
They also saw the situation between Gu Mian and Mr. Lu through the camera of the nearby viewer, and could even hear some of their conversation.
At this time, Gu Mian had already obtained the number plate as she wished.
He held the number plate with "No. 1118" written on it in one hand, and with the other hand he lifted Mr. Green, who still wanted to argue with the superiors, and lifted him into the carriage.
"Let me go, let me go! He knows that I am a high-level NPC, but he still... What an insult, wait until I return to my world..." At this point, Mr. Green's voice became smaller and smaller.
, and also find it difficult to return to the original world.
The trains traveling through the worlds have been stopped, and we don’t know when they will start again.
"Don't you understand?" Gu Mian put Mr. Lu on the floor of the carriage. In addition, there were only eight people in the carriage, so the space was quite spacious. "He doesn't know any NPC at all. He only thinks that you are someone who enjoys performing."
Clown, you perform like this in order to get a spot in the variety show."
Apparently the superior man was not the only one who thought so.
At this moment, Gu Mian heard a voice coming from outside the carriage - "I...I am a senior NPC! Let me out quickly, I want to get out of here!"
It’s really learning and applying.
The inferior people behind perfectly copied and pasted Mr. Green's path to success, but the ending was different from Mr. Green's.
Just like what Lu Xun once said - the first person to compare women to flowers is a genius, the second person is a mediocre person, and the third person is a fool.
Mr. Green is neither a woman nor a flower.
But the guy outside is really mediocre.
The superiors lost interest in this somewhat old-fashioned rhetoric.
Gu Mian listened to the "senior NPC" outside introducing himself in the carriage for a long time, but in the end she only received one word of charity from the superior person.