Awakening the Daily Intelligence System - Chapter 444
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Chapter 444: 163, there is a Mr. Lin Chen who hopes to meet with you. _2
In fact, the excitement wasn’t just online.
Through live streaming on social media, Lin Mo could see that the area outside the TV station was also bustling.
Snowflakes drifted from the sky, yet the atmosphere was incredibly intense.
Those who had made it to the scene were essentially the most fanatical fans among their respective fan bases. Some of them had taken off their tops, waving colorful flags bare-chested, while others held up pictures of the candidates they supported, screaming at the top of their lungs in the crowd.
Some even felt they weren’t excited enough and were quietly injecting themselves with certain drugs.
Cold fireworks, smoke bombs, and all sorts of bizarre tattoos and slogans made the whole square resemble a chaotic dance of demons.
Despite the atmosphere reaching such heights, no one lost their reason and caused trouble with fans of other candidates.
Everyone was celebrating in their own areas, as if nobody else existed.
There was no violence, and even as rowdy as they got, the officers could only stand by and could not intervene in their wild behavior.
In this magical land, you could lose your life, but you absolutely couldn’t lose the spirit of living.
Outside the main entrance of the TV station, major news media from Washington D.C. along with self-media individuals from around the world certainly wouldn’t miss this huge opportunity for traffic. They held their cameras at the ready, waiting for the main characters to arrive.
…
After the host had introduced the background of the six competitors, the evening’s large-scale reality show officially began.
The first to speak was undoubtedly the frontrunner, former Florida Governor Ron DeSantis, who unlike the other candidates who wore suits, was dressed in a very powerful military uniform.
The tailored uniform outlined his muscular figure, reminiscent of an action movie hero, and with a stature of two meters, his presence alone was a winning image.
“Gentlemen, ladies, every great American, good evening.”
The powerful voice, combined with the actions Ron DeSantis had practiced countless times, every small detail was so precise and spot-on.
Even those who were not his supporters couldn’t help but respect such a tough guy and at least wouldn’t slander him online.
Ron DeSantis was indeed the competitor with the least negative coverage on the internet.
“This is especially important this year. As a nation, we are about to engage in an election full of passion, excitement, and of utmost importance to us all.”
“Yet we also have to make a series of decisions, decisions that sometimes make us focus on what divides us rather than what unites us, focus on supporting what kind of candidate rather than the kind of nation we belong to.”
“In the past few weeks, we have witnessed FEMA personnel, National Guard members, and disaster responders racing against time in disaster zones.”
“We have seen health workers use their lunch breaks to distribute disaster relief supplies, many families have cleared out spare bedrooms in their homes, firefighters provided free hot showers, and buses were filled with volunteers from hundreds of miles away. Neighbors shared everything they had—food, water, and electricity.”
Ron DeSantis’s image, along with his powerful voice and generous and appropriate speech style, quickly filled the screen with his name.
There were many who praised him, but few who derogated him.
The crowd was celebrating, but the audience sitting in the studio didn’t show much emotion.
Among them were undoubtedly those who had heard the content of Ron DeSantis’s speech before the show.
Their main purpose for being there today was to support their own candidate.
Lin Mo wasn’t very interested in these grandiose speeches. His purpose for being here today was to meet with Foster after the speaking program ended.
The speeches continued, and each person had a different length of time to speak.
The first speaker had ten minutes, and thereafter, each person’s time was reduced by one minute, so when Foster took the stage, he only had four minutes.
He was clearly aware of this, so he skipped any superfluous opening remarks and got straight to the heavyweight content.
“You must bow your head and strive, strive! Strive! Never, ever give up! Do not submit, do not shrink back, never stop doing what you know is the right thing. Nothing worth doing is easy. The more you fight for justice, the more opposition you will face.”
“You must enter this world and turn your hopes and dreams into action.”
“If I am elected Duke of this country, I will tell my people that America is the land of dreams in the future….”
“No one understands this country better than I do, no one is more suited to be Duke than I am.”
“Choose me, and I will bring manufacturing back, I will raise employment rates, and I will abolish that damned health insurance!”
Compared to other competitors, Johnson Foster actually possesses stronger demagoguery and is more daring in his speech.
Because others are hindered by various interests, they simply won’t address the core conflicts of America.
It’s not that they don’t want to; it’s that their backers, the interest groups, won’t allow them to make those outrageous moves.
“You’re put into office to make me money, not cause me problems.”
Johnson Foster faces significantly less resistance in this regard, because he doesn’t have war profiteers or beneficiaries of health insurance backing him.
That’s why he dares to make promises, even pledge things that are unwarranted.
As for whether or not he will honor those promises after being elected, that depends on his mood and on how other powers treat him.
Unfortunately,
Due to his limited fan base, even if his speeches are excellent, they won’t sway many people, and they won’t noticeably increase his poll numbers.
After the first round of impassioned speeches, Johnson Foster’s support rate not only didn’t increase, but actually dropped by 2 percentage points.
This is a critical problem.
Next comes the second, and most exciting stage of the show: the debate between the six candidates.
Countless people who are indifferent to the selection of the future Duke wait in front of their TVs for this very moment.
Lin Mo had previously watched many documentaries about political competition, but witnessing six powerful and influential middle-aged men sling mud at each other in person was a first.
Moreover, the broadcast studio allows for far more outrageous remarks than what you’d find on the internet; these competitors truly have no filter.
“You accuse me of being too close to young girls in the past, I’ll retort with your son using…”
In short, all sorts of scandals are flying around, and the debate is fiercely contentious, nearly to the point of physical altercation.
However, such a heated debate round, which is most likely to draw voters’ attention, has little to do with Johnson Foster.
Because of his low support rate, no one is interested in discussing him.
It really proves the saying,
“At 77 years old, standing in the competition like a minion.”
Even if Johnson Foster wanted to speak up, the host wouldn’t give him much of a chance.
At the same time, the big screen was showing the voting results from the internet in real-time.
Although these votes have no actual ballot value, they can significantly reflect the polling results of the competitors.
As expected, Ron DeSantis stood out alone, while Johnson Foster was completely relegated to irrelevance, even having his microphone turned off by the host due to his over-excitement.
After the lengthy three-hour debate, tonight’s speaking program officially ended.
The six candidates, who already know their future outcomes, exited the stage with different expressions, preparing to leave the television station and make their last gamble for tomorrow’s votes.
Although Johnson Foster still qualifies to compete, everyone understands that he no longer stands a chance.
Just as he was walking back to the dressing room with his hopes dashed, ready to leave the television station that held his humiliation, his secretary approached him respectfully and said, “Mr. President, a Mr. Lin Chen would like to meet with you.”