The pressure pump was operating smoothly. When Yu Mian rushed to the planting field, the sprinkler head had already begun to rotate rapidly in circles.
The voting activities held by the live broadcast room officials before have now come to fruition.
Choose the right person and share the 300,000 bonus.
[The total number of people in the live broadcast room is less than 30,000. If you choose the right person, proportionally speaking, it will be a little more than 9,000, right? The 300,000 bonus is divided equally, that is more than 30,000 for one person. I am so envious.
!】
[Hey, I didn’t expect it, I really didn’t expect it. If I had known this was the case, I would have joined Yu Mian.]
[However, no one would have thought that a three-year-old Yu Mian could draw the structural diagram of a pressure pump by himself.]
——
Indeed, as Yu Mian expected, thanks to word of mouth from the first wave of people who got the seeds, different people kept coming to ask for the seeds during this period.
Yu Mian asked each of them to fill out a form and received some supplies as reward before handing over the seeds to them.
The night before the election, Jiang Qingyue, who had never shown up, came to see Yu Mian.
Lou Zhuo is adjusting the newly made dress for Yu Mian.
It was burgundy red, and the hem of the skirt was very fluffy. It made Yu Mian's already fair face even fairer, and her big clear eyes were bright. She smiled sweetly at Jiang Qingyue from the outside, innocent and innocent, and looked like something from a fairy tale.
The little princess.
Jiang Qingyue's face was soft, and he knelt down and took Yu Mian's hand, looking at her from beginning to end: "We, Mianmian, are so beautiful."
"Thank you, sister Qingyue!"
"The election is about to take place tomorrow, are you nervous?"
"Don't be nervous." Yu Mian smiled and shook her head, "Sister Qingyue, don't worry about me, I will definitely work hard to do a good job."
The election campaign was held in a square square in the central city. The square was very dilapidated. There were four huge stone pillars with tall pines standing on the edge. They were covered with a layer of black paint, so the original appearance of the pillars could not be seen.
The campaign platform was located in the center of the square. Crowds surrounded the platform from all sides, except for a small path on the south side that could barely allow two people to pass side by side.
"Mianmian, let's work hard together." Song Qian waved to Yu Mian, ran over in small steps, and raised her palm as if to give Yu Mian a high-five.
Yu Mian was stunned for a moment, then noticed the suit Song Qian was wearing.
Although it doesn't look very new, it is very clean and has been ironed without any wrinkles. There is an original purple brooch on the chest.
With his long hair tied back, he looks very capable.
It’s a completely different temperament than the gentle intimacy before.
[WC, is Song Qian also one of the candidates for the clan leader? I remember that she worked very hard and conscientiously in Yu Mian’s planting fields, and was meticulous in all aspects. I heard that when she started working alone later, she even hired someone
Xiaoxiao helped her with the construction, and her own planting fields were doing well.】
[Hiss, isn’t Yu Mian in danger? She originally only had planting fields and seeds as an advantage when competing for the clan leader, but now Song Qian basically has all these advantages of hers, and in addition to that
, No matter in terms of age, or in terms of connections and qualifications in the tribe, Song Qian has an overwhelming advantage. It’s over, is it all that Yu Mian has been working hard for so many days to make a wedding dress for others?]<
/p>
[Yes, and there is a zombie king next to Yu Mian, which will definitely reduce her points!]
I'm a stupid dog: [No, Yu Mian's advantages are not limited to seeds and planting fields.]
[But this is the only thing she showed the residents.]
The comment section became very noisy for a while.
As one of the main members of the parliament, Ah Qing casually glanced over here when he was walking on the path, with a look of gloating on his face: "Tsk, I'm a kid, you should just go home and sleep and be your own child."
Dream, don’t come out and make yourself look bad.”
Xiaoxiao tugged on her sleeve and reminded her in a low voice: "Don't speak so harshly, Mianmian is still a child."
"Hey Xiaoxiao, don't you know this?" Ah Qing was afraid that Yu Mian wouldn't hear anything, "As for me, this is to remind some children that they should do what they should do at any age, otherwise they will be
If reality hits her too hard and she cries, no one will comfort her."
Yu Mian pretended not to hear anything, raised her hand and gave Song Qian a high-five: "Okay, thank you, Sister Song Qian, I will try my best, and so will you."
There are a total of thirteen candidates running for patriarch this time.
Song Qian was the first to give a speech.
As netizens in the comment area said, in addition to some of her own combat advantages, she also showed off the experience she accumulated in Yu Mian's planting fields and the results she achieved by working alone.
"I believe that during this period, everyone has seen that I have learned a lot from the child Yu Mian, and my own planting field has also been very effective. The corn seedlings in the field are now twenty centimeters tall. According to this growth rate,
The corn will be harvested in a month. At that time, I will keep some of it as material for the next sowing, the rest for daily food, and the excess can be transported to other tribes to be exchanged for various supplies."
"The above are my reasons for running. I hope everyone will support me."
The audience burst into applause, and many people shouted excitedly: "Song Qian! Song Qian! Song Qian!"
It can be seen that Song Qian's speech was very effective, so that although the following people also have excellent combat capabilities and leadership skills, the response they received was far less enthusiastic than Song Qian's.
Yu Mian raised his head and looked outside the crowd. In order not to scare the people in the tribe with his presence, Lou Zhuo stood next to the pillar on the edge of the square, folded his hands on his chest, and looked this way.
"Don't be nervous, Xiao Yu." Yu Ye patted the back of her hand, "You will go smoothly."
"Yes, yes, sister, you can definitely succeed."
[These two children are the only ones who believe that Yu Mian can be successfully elected. Hey, should I say they are naive or naive?]
[With a strong opponent like Song Qian in front, the ones behind are not enough to fight. I feel that if Yu Mian goes up, he will be killed.]
[I don’t think so. There’s no other reason than that my face was swollen after being slapped by this little girl.]
[Although, Yu Mian is indeed quite capable, but when it comes to comparison, her ability is completely inferior to Song Qian's. Didn't you see everyone's response after Song Qian's speech just now?
Is it intense?]
[Also, don’t forget, she is only three years old. Who would choose a three-year-old child to be the leader of the clan? I advise you not to be too ridiculous.]
The comment area was full of arguments again, and seeing the heat rising again, the organizer came out to cause trouble again.
[Please use your own judgment to choose whether Yu Mian can become the patriarch. If you agree, please deduct 1. If you agree, please deduct 2. If you abstain, please deduct 3. Audiences who choose the correct vote in this vote will be able to do so.
Share the 300,000 bonus.】
The final results of the voting came out. 47% of netizens chose no, 6% abstained, and 47% chose yes.