Monday afternoon, school hours.

Students in major cities in the United States, the moment they heard the bell, they all rushed out of the classroom screaming and screaming. Within a few minutes, there were no more people in the entire school, only a few school workers were left staring blankly at the school gate with a somewhat shocked expression.

On the way out of school, the obese 'Sain' pedaled his bicycle hard, struggling to catch up with his good friend 'Fitz' in front of him.

"God, can you slow down, I can't catch up with you."

Sain was sweating profusely, and he felt that the footpegs were getting heavier and heavier.

Feitz stopped dissatisfied, turned his head and shouted anxiously, "Can you hurry up?" I'm in a hurry to get home and see Eminem. ”

"Eminem won't see it until eight o'clock, what are you anxious about?"

Sein finally caught up, panting and wiping the sweat from his forehead, his fat face already flushed and even more bloated.

"Oh my God, how can Eminem have an unqualified fan like you." Feitz was even more dissatisfied, and said: "Even if it is not eight o'clock yet, we can go to the showme to vote for our city first, and we can vote in half an hour." As long as there are enough votes, Eminem can come to us, now you understand, right? ”

Sean nodded, and the two of them rushed forward harder.

After a while, Sein's cry sounded again: "You wait for me~~~~"

A faint response floated in the distance: "You chase slowly, I'm going to vote first, there are only three cities in each state......"

Near a high school in Tennessee.

A few young men dressed as 'hippies', staring at a pair of fierce eyes, shouted at the students after school.

"When you go home, you go to the showme website to vote for the city, do you know? Tune in at 8 o'clock on time for the premiere of the "National Rap Tour...... Otherwise, there are you who are good-looking. ”

Many of the students passed by them tremblingly, but some were cursing in whispers.

"A bunch of idiots, you still need you to tell me this kind of thing? I'm him. Mom wants Eminem to come to this city more than you, fu.ck!"

Several students walked past them dissatisfied, whispering complaints.

"This garbage doesn't deserve to be a fan of Eminem at all."

"yes, who would be stupid enough not to vote for their city. I even wonder if they even have a showme account. At a glance, you can see that this garbage is simply a bunch of hillbillies, and they don't even have an account. ”

Several people were complaining, and when they saw a classmate next to them, they looked a little nervous, and they lowered their heads and didn't speak.

Several other people looked at each other suspiciously.

"Eudora, you don't have a showme account, do you? Don't tell me it's true, or I'll think you're a Martian. A companion said with squinted eyes.

The young high school student named Eudora moved his throat, his eyes were a little flustered, but his mouth refused to admit it: "Who said I don't have a showme account?" How could I be that kind of person? ”

The other companions obviously didn't believe what he said, and immediately gestured a middle finger at him neatly, and said jokingly.

"Eudorah, I despise you! Don't tell anyone you know me. ”

"Oh my God, Eudora, you don't really don't have an account, do you? oh！ my－god！ Are you really from Mars? ”

"Eudora, you're a failure, I'm afraid you're the only one in the entire school who doesn't have an account."

……

Hearing the incessant laughter of several of her companions, Eudora felt a little embarrassed and hurried in the direction of home, although she knew that they had no ill intentions and were just joking. The first thing I did when I got home was to turn on my computer and sign up for a showme account.

It was only at this time that Eudora breathed a sigh of relief: "Whoever dares to say that I don't have an account in the future will be in a hurry with whomever I want, even if it's a friend." ”

As soon as she said this, Eudora was attracted by the lively scene in the showme. A series of threats about Eminem and the "All-American Rap Tour" kept appearing in front of me.

Even, he found the names of several of his classmates.

"Oh my God, there are thousands of followers?"

Eudora screamed incredulously, but immediately joined in the discussion.

At half past six in the afternoon, the city voting officially began.

Countless people waiting in front of the computer began to vote for their cities in a frenzy.

The vote war is in full swing, and those rising votes have become a 'barometer' in the hearts of netizens.

When you see your city's votes climb and outperform its competitors, you smile from the bottom of your heart.

If you find that your city has been surpassed by votes, or is about to be surpassed, you will also be sad and angry.

Just like Jetty at this time, she began to scream in anger when she saw her city being caught up by competitors.

"Oh my God, it's over, it's over, it's over."

Jetty hurriedly began to think of a way, and then suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he thought of something, and hurriedly logged in to MSN, which he hadn't been on for a long time, and entered the wrong password several times, so he logged in.

After sending a '100,000 urgent' message to each of my friends, I started to pick up the phone and start calling everyone I knew.

"Erin, go vote for our city in the showme...... What, you've already voted for? ”

Hearing that the other party had already voted, Jetty began to frantically flip through the number book again, and complained at the same time: "What a broken phone, I don't even have a group dialing function, and I'm too lazy to send text messages, really." ”

Jetty was dissatisfied with the manufacturer of the mobile phone and did not install a group dial function for her, while still making phone calls.

"Uncle Brooke, would you please go to the showme and vote for our city...... What the? You say you don't even know about showme? Okay, so you should know by now, right? Register to vote now. ”

"Hey, could you please go and vote for our city...... You say you don't know me? I'm him. Mom doesn't know you yet. ”

……

While countless people are working hard to vote and canvass for their city, the time is slowly approaching 8 o'clock in the evening.

The active users of ShowMe are even more excited, especially the 'Internet celebrities' with a terrifying number of followers.

All the content of Wei Bo can be summed up in one sentence, that is: "8 o'clock is ours, let any show of the same time period die." ”

Just when everyone was brushing the microbrow and turned on the TV and began to wait for the arrival of 8 o'clock, the staff of Nielsen Data Company were horrified to find that the TV start-up rate tonight was surprisingly high!

While countless analysts were anxiously looking for the cause, the long-awaited moment finally came when the clock struck 8 o'clock in the evening.

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