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Chapter 798 The ladder game is coming

But even by looking at the top of his head, she could see Mr. Green's frustration.

"I wonder what program the pink host planned." 007 looked at the hot air balloon in the sky and the glass ceiling above his head, and had some guesses in his mind.

Chu Changge looked at Teacher Shao on the high platform - probably also seeing the doubts of the people in the audience, he had already begun to dance and introduce the program he had planned.

A slightly high-pitched sound was played from the large speakers on both sides, and 007 saw the dust in the air vibrating.

"I believe that everyone here has watched the killing game and knows the name of my teacher, Killing. I know that I, the teacher, will never sensationalize and put on boring programs."

As he spoke, his face showed an expression of determination, and he suddenly opened his arms to the left and right, as if he wanted to hug someone.

The photographer's lens also zoomed out as he moved, taking Koro-sensei's entire body into the shot.

The big screen on the high platform gave a close-up of him opening his arms to embrace everyone.

But if you don’t look at the screen and just look at the real scene, it’s really funny that the Koro-sensei, who is less than 1.6 meters tall, does this action, and several high-ranking people in the audience area laughed happily.

Teacher Koro opened his arms, slowly turned left and right, and then raised his head in a serious manner: "Today's program will definitely not disappoint you! I am very happy that all the viewers can be here today! Welcome everyone.

Watch today’s – Ladder Game!”

At the end of the sentence, his arms sank down again, trying to open them as wide as possible.

At the same time, a "bang" sounded in the sky.

It came from the hot air balloons overhead.

007 looked away from Mr. Killer and looked at the hot air balloons of various shapes in the sky.

White smoke exploded from underneath the balloons, and then a series of ladders fell from them. One end of the ladders was connected to the frame under the hot-air balloon, and the other end almost hung to the ground.

Several ladders hung down and hit the glass roof, making a "pop" sound.

The music that has been playing also enters the most exciting and exciting stage.

In the square lined with ladders, amid the deafening music, Teacher Kill showed a happy expression: "The lower class people are so ignorant and shallow. Let them take turns to come to the stage to give speeches, and listen to them say those dry and nutritious things.

What’s the point? Of course I, Mr. Koro, will not disappoint you;

"Even if you give a speech, you need to add a little bit of competition. You have to know that there are two hundred lower-class people present. If we go step by step and let them come on stage one by one to express their yearning for the life of the upper-class people, or some

Flattery and flattery, I’m afraid we won’t be able to finish listening to their tirade tonight.”

The audience burst into laughter.

"Of course, opportunities must be earned by oneself. The superior people will only listen to the voices of those who take the initiative - Have you seen those hot air balloons in the sky? Climb up the ladder and get the permit in the balloon basket, and you can come here

Tell your story on the stage where everyone is watching."

The lower class people who formed a circle around the square looked timidly towards the sky.

Hot air balloons are very, very high. In the eyes of inferior people, these balloons are almost as high as the clouds floating in the sky.

The ladders hanging from the balloon looked so fragile and swayed slightly with the wind. They looked like they could hardly bear the weight of a dog. Of course, due to malnutrition, most of the lower-class people present weighed

Not much heavier than a large dog.

Sitting next to Chu Changge and 007 was a gentleman who came to watch the show with a large dog.

007 didn't know the breed of dog in the park, but he could only tell that it was a big yellow dog with huge ears. The coat on its body was shiny and it was obediently eating the dessert that the owner brought to him from the table.

I don’t know if it’s because of his profession as an animal trainer, but the big yellow dog always looks at 007 with its bright eyes and wag its tail.

007 forced his eyes away from the dog and looked at Gu Mian.

If you don’t know, you will be shocked when you look at it.

"What do you think he is doing?" 007 approached Chu Changge and whispered softly. She tried her best not to let the people around her hear their conversation.

This "he" refers to Gu Mian, and both of them know it in their hearts.

Chu Changge was originally looking intently at the hot air balloon in the sky. After hearing 007's words, he turned to look in Gu Mian's direction.

I saw that Gu Mian was still studying the ballot box No. 1118 in front of him, and he was studying it more "deeply" than he had just studied - he put his arm into the voting opening, as if trying to dismantle the box from the inside.

The voting slot on the box is a rectangular hollow, just enough for a person's arm to pass through.

Fortunately, everyone else's attention is now focused on Teacher Killing and the balloon in the sky, so no one has noticed Gu Mian's evil deeds yet.

"What is he doing? Is he trying to dismantle the box?" 007 whispered her suspicion.

Chu Changge shook his head.

Gu Mian still has to advance to the second stage and the third stage to save Louis. The ballot box should not be removed at the beginning.

After all, there are 2,000 lower-class people participating in the first stage. Only the top fifty with the most votes can advance to the second stage. If Gu Mian comes up and removes the ballot box, let alone getting into the top fifty with the most votes, he will be able to advance to the second stage.

There will be no tickets.

Sure enough, Gu Mian fumbled around inside the box and pulled out her arm, not intending to destroy the ballot box in front of her.

007 was relieved when she saw this. If Gu Mian really destroyed the box, she wouldn't know where to vote for the votes in her hand.

She looked at Mr. Green next to Gu Mian again. Mr. Green was standing behind the ballot box No. 1117. Just now he only showed a sad head, but now half of Mr. Green's body appeared in 007's sight.

He moved a few steps towards Gu Mian, looking away as if he was talking to Gu Mian.

007 saw him pointing to the hot air balloon in the sky with a sad face, and then pointing to the ballot box in front of him, as if to say, "We can't climb up there."

The expressions on the faces of other low-class people are similar to Mr. Green.

They looked at each other and communicated secretly in private. The square was filled with the low voices of lower class people discussing.

"Those ladders don't look very sturdy..."

"And it seems very slippery and might slip down."

"No, no, it's too high. I don't dare to climb up."

Some people even tangled their hands and took several steps back, not daring to raise their heads to look at the ladders that could kill people.

Seeing that all the contestants were giving up, Teacher Kill showed a sarcastic smile on his face: "Look, the inferiors are indeed inferior, even inferior to the dogs in the circus. Look at their timid expressions, when they came

That’s not what these people are like;

"At that time, each of them had a look of pride on their faces, and they must have been thinking that it was finally my turn to show off my talents. Of course I knew that lower-class people love to get something for nothing, but I didn't expect them to be so greedy.

If you encounter difficulties, you want to go back the same way;

"Why, could it be that when the lower class came here, they imagined that we would feed food into their mouths, thinking that from now on they would be able to live a life where they could open their mouths with their hands outstretched by their shirts?" ()


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