Chapter 1177

So, in the Yudou live broadcast room, there appeared 4K ultra-clear close-up live broadcasts of 10,000 contestants who looked like cross-dressers/super dinosaurs.

"? ? ? " Not to mention the 10,000 lucky ones, even the contestants who were not selected around them were dumbfounded when they saw the figure of a cross-dresser holding the Balabala Little Magic Fairy Transformation Stick projected in front of them by a special spotlight.

Just when all the contestants were confused, the broadcast sounded again!

"The 18th set of children's radio gymnastics, the breath of sand marten, begins!"

With the familiar melody, the mentality of almost most of the 10,000 lucky ones exploded on the spot.

"I, I give up!"

"I can't afford to lose this person!"

"Ahhh! I give up, can't I give up?"

Most of the lucky ones, looking at their own live broadcast of women holding a transformation stick on the huge projection opposite, collapsed and cried and gave up directly.

But there were still a few people who gritted their teeth.

Damn, keep dancing!

Soon, the live broadcast room of the contestant who gave up was automatically closed.

Only the live broadcast room of the lucky contestant who was still continuing the competition remained.

At this time...

Those who did not register, or registered but did not come, and those who had given up before, all turned on their mobile phones or various electronic devices and couldn't help watching the live broadcast.

"Mom, watch TV, Dad is holding my Balabala Little Magic Fairy Transformation Stick and doing radio gymnastics! Eh? Mom? Why did the plate in your hand fall to the ground... ah, it broke

"Fuck, what the hell is this live broadcast?"

"Oh my God, it's a good thing I didn't go. This is not a competition, it's a public execution!"

"Who the hell came up with this idea? If this live broadcast is recorded by someone, it will be a lifetime of black history!"

"No wonder he died suddenly..."

"Yu, this live broadcast room is gone too, another one gave up, but fortunately, this live broadcast has an automatic jump function, I'll see how long the next person can last! ”

So, thousands of contestants in the square gritted their teeth and persisted, while hundreds of millions of viewers on the Internet were watching this amazing live broadcast.

"Ah! I can't do it anymore!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

"I, I give up!"

Among the thousands of people who persisted, some people couldn't hold on and gave up. There were even many people who suddenly received calls from their wives/parents/children halfway through the dance, so they gave up in tears.

In less than a minute.

Ten thousand lucky people, all wiped out!

All the lucky people who were selected gave up!

"Hiss hiss hiss...buy"

"Too...this is too fucking terrible!"

"Don't choose me!"

"What the hell is a lucky person?"

"Who the hell designed this radio gymnastics competition? Let me know, I will beat him to death!

"I heard that it was a person with the ID of Beef Noodles..."

Although the other contestants were not selected as lucky ones, they were almost scared after just one minute of watching.

But at this time, the devilish broadcast sounded again! .

Chapter 1570 These people are too powerful!

"The selection of the second batch of lucky ones is about to begin!

"Please be prepared!"

As soon as the broadcast sounded, many contestants' mentality was already exploded!

So, before the second wave of lucky ones began to be selected, a full one-tenth, more than three million contestants directly abstained.

Don't say one minute!

I can't even bear one second!

It's terrible!

And most of the remaining people are not afraid, but they are lucky.

Ten thousand people are selected at a time, but there are so many people here, it's impossible to draw your own so easily, right?

"Ding! ”

Until the special spotlight came on again and selected another 10,000 unlucky 'lucky people', 90% of the 10,000 lucky people gave up without saying a word. But...

There were still less than a thousand people who skillfully performed the radio gymnastics under such circumstances.

Although many people couldn't hold on and chose to give up, but...

In the end, more than 500 people persisted to the end!

This shocked the other onlookers.

"These people actually persisted?"

"Oh my God, why did they persist?"

"In his live broadcast room, there were more than a million people watching him on 520 in the last second! There must be many people who secretly recorded the video, and when it was spread all over the Internet... Wouldn't he be embarrassed, shy, and afraid?

The other onlookers were shocked.

But it must be said that people's adaptability is terrible!

With the first batch of people who risked their lives, there was naturally a second batch.

When the special spotlight selected 10,000 lucky people for the third time.

Among the 10,000 people, nearly 2,000 people persisted to the end.

As the lucky ones were selected, more and more people persisted.

At this point, the other contestants watching couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, everyone except themselves was an enemy and a competitor. If others were not eliminated, then wouldn't they be the ones eliminated?

So after a new batch of lucky ones were selected, the contestants watching finally took action.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"Auntie, you're still dancing like this? If I were you, I'd give up!"

"Look at the comments in his live broadcast room, they're all scolding him!"

"Give up quickly, you're too ugly!"

"Uncle, you're so old, but you're still wearing women's clothes, holding a transformation stick and doing radio gymnastics, what are you waiting for if you don't give up?"

The other contestants who were watching finally started their verbal attack, and their words gradually became sharper from the beginning. There are not too many people who can say words that can make the other party spit blood without using a single dirty word!

"Ah! I give up!"

"Stop talking, please stop talking!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Soon, the people who had just started to adapt finally couldn't stand the crazy verbal ridicule of the people around them, and the number of people who gave up began to increase again. After six hours...

A full half of the contestants were finally eliminated for various reasons.

"How many people are left now?" Hanshui Yizhan stood up and asked.

"To the chairman, there are still 10 million..."

Hanshui Yizhan was completely confused.

Damn, I imitated Brother Mian and used such a sinister and shameless tactic!

The execution was broadcast live on the entire network.

Even 10,000 Balabala Little Magic Fairy Transformation Stick props were prepared.

There were still 10 million people who persisted?

These people...

Too powerful!

"As expected of the chairman, it only took half a day to restore the number of people to the original plan. With the emergency allocated materials, it is barely enough!"

"Yes, the chairman is really awesome!"

"That's right, he is worthy of being our chairman!"

Several planning department executives flattered him, but Hanshui Yizhan had no intention of paying attention to them. Because Hanshui Yizhan was a little panicked.

12 hours, at least 8 rounds!

Plus the live broadcast of public execution.

Even so...

There are still tens of millions of contestants, and the final quota is only 300,000!

That is to say, out of an average of 33 people, at least 32 more will be eliminated!

But Hanshui Yizhan has almost exhausted all his means!

What to do now?

How can so many contestants be eliminated?

Hanshui Yizhan knows very well that if he can persist in the live broadcast of the whole network, the image of women's clothing and the radio gymnastics with a transformation stick, then it will be no pressure to persist for another two days!

So at this time, he can only use that trick!

That is...

Call for help!

So Hanshui Yizhan skillfully took out his mobile phone and called Brother Mian again.

"Hello... cough cough cough... who... who?" The extremely weak voice of Beef Noodles soon came from the other end of the phone.

"? ? ? "Hanshui Yizhan was stunned, looked down at the number, and yes, it was Brother Mian.

What the hell?

What did Brother Mian do? Why do I feel like my body is seriously overdrawn?

"Brother Mian, I am Hanshui Yizhan! This is what happened..." Hanshui Yizhan didn't think much about it, so he spoke slowly.

"Are you...are you happy?"

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"Since...since there is a one-to-one selection among thirty-three...then you...directly divide it into thirty-three teams...compete with each other in radio exercises, have a big PK, and the person who advances in the end gets the quota...isn't that the end...cough cough cough...Brother Hashirama, bring me another bottle of Nutrition Express...beep...beep...beep..."

"Fuck! "

Although Beef Noodles' voice was extremely weak and abnormal, and he suddenly hung up the phone, Hanshui Yizhan was still shocked.

Compared with Brother Noodles...

I am really too weak in the way of being a mean kid!

Forming 33 teams to fight radio gymnastics?

Besides Brother Noodles, who else can come up with such a happy and mean idea?

I just want to ask, who else?

Especially now, when the number of viewers watching the live broadcast exceeds 500 million!