Chapter 260: The Silent March (I)
Xu Le, who had just regained his composure for less than half a minute, fell into shock again after hearing Huai Caoshi's explanation, and four incredible words appeared in his mind - Tai Zhiyuan has won the support of the three major industrial unions and veterans' associations?
It's impossible.
The reason why Pabul was able to grow from a miner's child with no background to the current powerful federal president, in addition to the geniuses of the Trinity Association in the tavern, the most important reason is that before he entered the political arena, he had received the full support of the three major trade unions and veterans' associations, and had an extremely broad public opinion base among the people at the bottom of the federation.
Less than three years after Xu Le left the Federation, he couldn't imagine how Tai Zhiyuan could hold Pabul's staunchest supporters in his hands. The more troublesome problem is that Tai Zhiyuan is the prince of Mochou Houshan, and his life background is destined to be far away or even incompatible with those poor workers and angry veterans.
"I know my friends. Since he claims to have the support of the three major unions and the veterans' association, it must be true, although I don't understand how he did that. ”
After thinking silently for a moment, Xu Le looked up at Huai Caoshi and asked about his worries: "But as long as the government tells the people who he is, these supports will collapse in an instant." ”
Huai Caoshi looked at him calmly and said: "In fact, Tai Zhiyuan has already admitted who he is, as for the people, the methods he used to appease or buy the people, even Your Majesty, felt that it was unprecedented in history. ”
Xu Le looked at her suspiciously, and couldn't think of what kind of big tricks Tai Zhiyuan had made, and he was able to win victories in the field that Pabur was best at, and even alarmed the emperor of the empire.
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On the southern plain of the Federation Capital Star Circle 2, there is a town called Wustod, because it is far away from Qinglong Mountain, so this town has not experienced too many baptisms of war and death, and the buildings still maintain a clean and old appearance.
As more and more retired workers and unemployed youth, the scale of the town grew larger and larger, and people who relied on social welfare to control heavy machinery released their energy to other places, such as the iron barrel that sounded like a bomb, such as the hoarse cheap musical instrument like a shout, and gradually this town became a gathering place for underground music.
It's summer, and the town is filled with shrill roaring music and screams, and the 170,000 young people who attend the Woustold festival, dressed in simple or revealing clothes, writhing excitedly and waving their arms, surround the town like a sea of weeds. Under the combined effect of alcohol and hormonal tastes, the revelry crowd bordered on madness, and some even tried to tear down the electronic fence deep in the prairie, drawing sirens.
On some humble central stages, several thin men with dark night makeup, holding all kinds of musical instruments, shook their heads wildly to the extreme, got rid of their waists and hips, and forced screaming sounds from their shriveled bodies, and with the rhythm of drums and accents, wave after wave hit the eardrums of more than 100,000 people, arousing countless pains and the pleasure brought by pain.
"Grass ni bi!
"Grass ni bi! Lee Jae-do!.
"Grass bi}!"
This is the most famous underground band in the Federation, called Second-hand Guns, which has always been a violent death as the MI point, because of poor consciousness, this underground band has been excluded by the federal official and mainstream media, but relying on the transmission of the Internet and rumors, it still has countless young people in the rebellious period and even crazy infatuation, the Ustod Music Festival invited them to perform this time, which naturally made the already crazy enough scene, even more crazy.
The lead singer of the band roared hoarsely through the most violent sentences, and the drummer clung to the drum like a soldier with a flat-ended gun and did not fall, and the front and back of the stage fell into a dead silence.
Suddenly, the bewitching male lead singer stared at the dead fish-like eyes, jumped high, and then fell heavily, his body shriveled and emaciated by drugs did not stir up the slightest dust, and his pointed scalp boots squeaked like a mouse, and he handed out the painting tube to the crowd like a begging boy, frowning like a cheating drama actor, and screamed miserably: "Grass ni bi ......"
There was no follow-up after these three words forced out the gray lips, only dead silence and stalemate, I don't know if it was two seconds or three seconds, and more than 100,000 viewers in the audience burst out with a strong response, like a mountain roaring, like a sea roaring, like all the patients on the seventh floor of a mental hospital laughing together.
"Pabul!"
The male lead singer of the second-hand gun band nervously withdrew the microphone, grinned, revealing a mouth full of extremely ugly teeth eroded by drugs, suddenly glared again, and screamed: "Grass ni mabi!"
Then stop.
It didn't take long, maybe just a moment.
Under the stage, an incomparably violent response rang out in the grass around the town.
"Lee Jae-do!"
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Wood Todd was on the edge of the town, under the interstate, there was a makeshift settlement, and there was a very ordinary-looking touring convoy underneath, with countless cables shuttling through it, and from time to time there were young men and women wearing belts, and they were walking around their waists and kissing each other, going to the town to laugh and then laugh at each other, and there was no one in the gray carriage on the side of the road, and there were countless staff members who were constantly busy.
Dressed in dark green uniforms, with a beautiful and delicate badge on her left chest, young and beautiful and enthusiastic female staff members answering hotline calls from all over the Federation, as front-line workers in the Silent Walk Camp, they are asked not to disappoint anyone who expresses their willingness to support them, as well as those who do not...... The phone can always be cut off.
In the large carriage in the middle of the temporary settlement, the number of people in charge of answering the telephone is much smaller, and the call button rings and goes off from time to time, and the staff responds politely and without humility: "Yes, Mr. [Italy], thank you very much for your support. ”
On the grass outside the carriage, a thin young man was smoking, and from his dress and temperament, he was clearly separated from all the staff, five staff members carefully protected him from a distance of several meters, and a female secretary walked quickly to his side with an electronic folder, and said with uncontrollable excitement: "Mr. Councillor, the Songtao Resort Company is willing to undertake the transportation of four thousand demonstrators. ”
Tai Zhiyuan turned to look at her and asked calmly, "When will the reporter arrive?"
Female Secretary: "Those people have bad intentions. ”
Tai Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, smiled and said: "Please invite them over, although I don't have good intentions, but the play that should be played must be performed." ”
(I drank too much at night...... In the recent update, the big guys are more considerate. Try to keep changing, it's impossible to do more, stay up until you go home, there are too many wine bureaus, try to get it done as soon as possible. )