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There is an old mansion near the Louvre that existed in the early part of the last century, and there are three or five celebrities in the garden, and the nobles are drinking afternoon tea with a quiet expression.

The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper approached the ear of the owner of the house, and he didn't know anything, but he saw the owner of the house sneer, waved his hand to let the housekeeper retreat, and said arrogantly.

Immediately afterward, he made a slightly nonchalant appearance and shared the joke of the afternoon tea with the guests.

"Tong'er, they're going to build that glass pyramid in Napoleon's Square!"

"Is it too late?"

"It's over, it's over, how the gap with Williams is getting bigger and bigger."

"It's almost three o'clock now, and it's over two hours before today!"

"Tong'er only has more than 4,000 votes now, you must know that Master Williams has more than 70,000 votes, and he won't be able to catch up tomorrow!"

"Miracle didn't happen?"

"Don't panic, don't panic, maybe a miracle will happen in the next second!

......

More than 20 young men were driven out of Place Napoleon by the security guards who maintained order after carrying the materials.

The group's eyes widened and they looked expectantly at the screen in the distance, but soon, their faces pulled down again!

That's right, the number of votes is indeed rising rapidly, and every minute is an increase in hundreds of votes...

However, what made them anxious was that the vast majority of these votes did not rise on Jue Tong's body!

Tension once again enveloped the crowd.

"What's going on? Tong'er is here, why hasn't it changed at all? ”

"Damn, what about a miracle? Say a miracle! ”

"Why is the number of votes rising faster and faster, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger?"

"These two people are nearly 70,000 votes apart, and Master Williams has more fractions than Juetong!"

"This plot is not right, what about the big move? What about miracles? ”

"If this rhythm develops, I think, the voting will be closed today, and there will be no need to continue tomorrow!"

"Don't panic, don't panic, maybe a miracle will happen in the next second!"

......

Huaguo Weibo, social platforms around the world, countless netizens have experienced the transformation from the surging passion, enthusiasm and screaming when they saw the dove to the sudden splash of cold water.

In China, the ancients often said that when there is a major event, there must be a vision.

Place Napoleon, in the distance, suddenly startled a field of birds.

Youth, Half Summer Girl, Black Tall Youth, White Youth, Blonde Big Wave Sexy Girl...

Everyone felt something, and looked at the intersection again.

After only waiting for three or two seconds, there was a sudden mighty momentum at the intersection.

When I opened my eyes wide, I only saw a small flag waving in her hand as an aunt at the head, and a group of people followed by her in the dark, and I couldn't estimate the number from a distance, but it was really a lot.

The aunt strode and shouted behind her with a horn.

When the Banxia girl saw it, she was suddenly shocked, and felt that the aunt was a little familiar.

Swallowing his saliva and holding his breath, Banxia had some guesses in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.

After a few minutes, the aunt's stocky figure became clearer, Banxia's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and her small hand covered her mouth that wanted to exclaim.

Isn't this aunt the one who praised her for being so handsome the day before yesterday!

When she got closer, the aunt looked at Banxia with sharp eyes, her footsteps stopped, and with a wave of her hand holding the small flag, the team behind her suddenly stopped.

Followed by the aunt grinning, she trotted to Banxia's side, and said quite proudly:

"Girl, auntie, although I am a female streamer, I also know that I have to do a nail with a mouthful of spit!"

"In the morning, I thought that just a few of us would definitely not work, no, I pulled my friends to greet you with such people!"

"It's not enough, go back and keep promoting!"

"Although we have changed our nationality, we are all Chinese, and of course our own people have to take care of our own people!"

Auntie's bold posture was placed in ancient times, and she was a heroine.

"Brothers, sisters, go!"

"Let's vote!"

After chatting with Banxia, the aunt ran back to the front of the team, waved the small flag, and poured into the Napoleon Square together.

The number of votes for the dove tree is starting to skyrocket!

The eyes of the more than 20 supporters of the dove tree widened, and the expressions on their faces seemed to have seen God.

"Did a miracle really come?"

No, the miracle has just begun!

Another burst of birds frightened, and the mighty momentum of the intersection pressed again.

The young people turned to look at the movement and whispered, "No..."

I saw that another Chinese group was coming!

Looking at it, the head was a chubby and round figure, their steps were not fast, but the momentum they condensed had the shock of crushing everything.

Banxia looked around, unable to think of who it was.

"Girl, uncle, I've brought someone to support your boyfriend!"

As the team approached, the uncle's chubby figure stopped in front of Banxia, only to see him pat the latter's shoulder with a smile and shout at the top of his voice.

As soon as the voice came to mind, Banxia's delicate little face turned red as soon as it 'rubbed'.

There was no time to be surprised, and when the young people from various countries around the girl heard this, they immediately looked at Banxia excitedly.

"Uncle, I've said it all, I don't have a boyfriend!"

Banxia was slightly coquettish, and she remembered that this was the fat uncle who gave her an umbrella on that rainy day.

"Hahaha..."

"Let's go, vote for the girl's boyfriend!"

"To the pride of our Chinese, vote!"

The fat uncle laughed and strode towards Napoleon's Square.

The number of votes for the dove has surged again!

Reporters from all over the world have completely recorded the two teams in succession, this mighty posture, this skyrocketing number of votes, all of a sudden made countless netizens overturned, laughing, blood ignited again!

"Whoa, that's the momentum!"

"Awesome, all I can say is awesome!"

"Aunt China, go to the world, I'll ask, who else!"

"It's amazing, the Chinese community in foreign countries is too united, it has to be like this!"

"I have to say, I'm thrilled to watch, it's really amazing!"

"There are 250,000 Chinese in Paris, let's not talk too much, let's have 50,000 votes!"

"I dare to say that all the nationalities in the world combined, there is no unity of Chinese people outside our country!"

"It's awesome!"

"Haha! It's a miracle! ”

"Anything else? I just want to ask, is there anything else? ”

......

However, as soon as this ridiculous 'yet' fell, in the distance, the birds flew in shock...

Another Chinese team has appeared in the black press!

"Damn, really?"

"Serve, I'm convinced!"

The team stopped, and the young people looked at Banxia with strange eyes, thinking that she had recruited it again.

Unexpectedly, a bunch of elderly couples walked out of the crowd.

The group stopped in front of the young man.

"Boy, I'm really sorry that day, I didn't hurt your hand, did I?"

The woman asked, looking apologetically at the young man's hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, you're worried!"

The young man waved his hand again and again, and he also reacted, this was the first place he distributed leaflets.

"My old man read that flyer, and I also read the "Dream Remodeler" you recommended"

When the woman heard this, she said with confidence: "The old man said that the spirit of the dove tree designer should be the spirit of Chinese young people!" ”

"But everywhere, it should be the pride of all Chinese..."

By five o'clock.

The vote count is: Master Williams, one hundred thousand and three thousand votes; Dove Tong, 42,000 votes...

Although the gap is huge, it is really shortening.

It also adds a little possibility for tomorrow.

Near the Louvre, there was still the old mansion, when the butler passed the news to the master with a strange face.

The owner of the house had a dark face and stopped answering.

This is a small slap in the face, 42,000 votes, no matter what, it can't be regarded as a trick!