A stage has been set up in the large open space in front of the hotel.
Many civilian voters who came from far away were also walking around and chatting.
There were a lot of people there, bustling about and jostling each other.
Xia Chujian stood by the window of the hotel room, hidden behind the curtains, looking at the crowd. She was thinking, if she had a sniper rifle from her angle, it would definitely be easy to snipe Teng Pingmao...
Of course, she was just thinking about it.
We can't kill people for no reason.
Xia Chujian took out a tube of high-grade nutrient solution from his backpack, opened it and started drinking it.
After drinking, she took a shower and changed her clothes.
Because this time she was mainly going to explore the site, she was not fully armed.
She was wearing an ordinary long-sleeved sweatshirt with a nano-level bulletproof vest underneath, which made her look rather bulky and at least three sizes larger than her body shape.
He then put on a very recognizable black three-dimensional mask and a baseball cap, covering most of his face.
Xia Chujian walked out of the hotel with a slightly hunched back and came to the square outside.
She wanted to stand in the audience and watch how Teng Pingmao performed on the stage.
It was almost eight o'clock in the evening.
Surrounded by members of his campaign team, Teng Pingmao walked slowly to the platform set up for him.
Xia Chujian remembered the photo of Teng Pingmao that Zong Ruoan's campaign team showed her, and compared them in her mind.
Teng Pingmao himself is quite tall, at least 1.9 meters, with broad shoulders and back, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a square figure, which makes him look very tough.
This is what a brave general in the army usually looks like.
Now he no longer wears military uniform, but formal clothes with a bow tie around his neck, which restrains his toughness.
I feel safe with people.
Standing on the stage like this, compared to Zong Ruoan, for ordinary voters, Teng Pingmao is of course more reliable...
Zong Ruoan is more handsome than women, but that can only attract some women who like to chase stars.
For the vast majority of ordinary civilians, Teng Pingmao is not as pleasing to the eye as he is to the eye.
Because this is to elect members of the lower house of the Senate, not to select stars.
Xia Chujian narrowed his eyes and watched Teng Pingmao stand in front of the podium and cough lightly into the first-class microphone.
A magnetic voice quickly spread from the microphone to every corner of the audience.
Xia Chujian sighed and thought that Teng Pingmao really had some capital.
Campaign rallies require candidates to give speeches frequently, and having a good voice is more of a plus than good looks!
As the sky gradually darkened, the headlights on the field lit up one by one, making the place as bright as day.
At eight o'clock sharp, Teng Pingmao's campaign rally officially began.
He stood at the podium with a solemn and imposing manner, raised his right arm toward the microphone, waved his fist, and said, "Good evening, my friends."
"I know you come from all over. Not only are there friends from Garo City, but there are also friends from other cities and even other planets."
"I'm so touched and honored that you've come from thousands of miles, even light years, to see me!"
"Glory belongs to us civilians!"
As soon as he came on stage, he shouted the first slogan of the night: "Glory belongs to us civilians."
The atmosphere was immediately set.
The people listening to his speech in the audience couldn't help but wave their arms along with him and shout "Glory belongs to us civilians!"
Xia Chujian: I learned it.
If you want to mobilize emotions and create an atmosphere in the future, just do this!
She listened attentively without blinking, learning Teng Pingmao's speaking skills from every angle.
After Teng Pingmao shouted the slogan, he did not say anything else. Instead, he stood on the stage with a smile, gently waving his arms and directing everyone to shout slogans.
After the atmosphere was sufficiently stirred up, he raised his hand and pressed it down.
Everyone's slogans soon died down.
Xia Chujian raised his eyebrows, thinking that Teng Pingmao had a really good grasp of the rhythm.
It seems that he is indeed a commander with a high position in the army.
Because only commanders of this level need to frequently carry out large-scale mobilization work.
After everyone calmed down, Teng Pingmao said with full energy, "We civilians have the largest population base in the Beichen Empire!"
"But the resources allocated to us are pitifully small compared to those of the citizens and nobles!"
"Let's not talk about the nobles today. Their family numbers are fixed and have been passed down for ten thousand years!"
"But why should citizens squeeze our living space?"
"Why are citizens treated so much better than us civilians?!"
"Citizens are promoted from common people, citizens are common people!"
“So I must first advocate for equal treatment of citizens and civilians!”
In the square below the podium, cheers suddenly rang out.
Xia Chujian stared at it intently, thinking, didn’t you just say that citizens are civilians?
Don’t you claim to represent the interests of the common people?
Then why squeeze the living space of citizens but dare not target the cake of the nobles?
Xia Chujian complained in his heart.
In fact, she was not the only one, other civilians also thought so.
But no one broke this window paper.
Xia Chujian heard the people next to him whispering the same idea. He rolled his eyes and shouted from below: "Why don't you talk about nobles today?!"
"Can't the nobles say that?!"
Xia Chujian started talking, and someone immediately followed suit, "Yeah! Why not say nobility?! Not just citizens! There are also nobility!"
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