The leader looked at Zhang Xiaohua like he was a monster, mumbling under his breath, "What a fool."
Then he angrily shouted, "Are you getting on or not?"
From behind, a voice rang out, "Of course I'm going up."
Turning his head, Zhang Xiaohua's face lit up with joy. It was Zhang Xiaohu, hurriedly approaching, a ladder slung over his shoulder.
The leader stood stunned as Zhang Xiaohu ran up to the stage, propped the ladder against it, with Zhang Xiaohua grinning at the leader and giving him a nod, then preceding to step up onto the platform by way of the ladder.
It wasn't until Zhang Xiaohua was up on the stage that the leader came to his senses, pointing in disbelief at the ladder propped against the stage and stammering, "It's, it's..."
In his urgency, he didn't even know what he was trying to say.
