Chapter 1017: Battle Begins
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The small Hive City is extremely lively today.
There is a sea-crossing bridge between the honeycomb and Huaihai. The only way to come and go in the past is to cross the sea-crossing bridge by car. But now because of the existence of Dongfeng Transportation (Express) Company, there is an additional flying sword as an option.
But today, all flying swords going to the hive have stopped. Can only drive to the hive.
"It's really crazy. In the past, the flying swords of the hive never stopped, and there was a shift every ten minutes. How come there is no one today."
Geng Min, a reporter from the China News Agency, complained: "We are going to the hive today to record interviews. This temporary task is too urgent. I don't know if there is enough time to drive there. Lao Li, you said we are in such a hurry What are you going to do?"
What Geng Min asked was an old reporter next to him, Li Bo, who had been working for 20 years. Although the old reporter's reputation is not obvious outside, he is still well-known in the reporter circle.
On behalf of China's national media, he went to foreign battlefields many times, or inside the gangsters, and took many first-hand and precious materials.
Now that I am getting older, I can no longer do these dangerous tasks, so I return to China to do news about major domestic events. In the agency, he is regarded as an ace reporter.
Under normal circumstances, only a high-end visit, or a leader's visit to China will send such an old reporter.
Li Bo drove the interview car, looked ahead and replied, "Of course it's because of something important."
"Is there a big deal? Why don't I think it doesn't look like it. Didn't it say that we seem to be interviewing a wedding? The specific notice and interview matters on the above have not been fully sent out. I feel that there is something wrong with this matter."
For Geng Min, a newcomer who has just graduated from university every two years and is not yet sensitive enough, Li Bo feels that he is still obliged to guide him.
He pouted towards the rearview mirror on the left: "No, did you see the car behind us?"
Geng Min turned his head and saw a blue Buick GL8 through the glass of the rear window.
"A Buick, what's wrong?"
"Look at his license plate number. It's ABC's news interview vehicle in Huaihai. Then see the Ford in front of us? That's the BBC interview vehicle. I've seen many of our international counterparts along the way. It’s not because of the strict air traffic control in Huaihai and Honeycomb, otherwise, I’m afraid many of our international colleagues have already flown helicopters to interview.”
Geng Min frowned slightly: "Why? Because of the vision of heaven and earth just now?"
"Hehe, maybe. Maybe there are some other reasons, why don't you turn on your phone and see what is being reported on the Internet now."
Geng Min hastily opened his mobile browser, then climbed up the ladder with incomparable proficiency and opened the news media on the external network.
It is not unreasonable to say that foreign reporters can run faster than dogs. Geng Min followed his master on the way across the sea bridge, and there were already foreign reporters setting up a live broadcast at the hive. After all, live streaming is more convenient these days, and the equipment is much lighter.
"Here is Reuters reporter Bell reporting to you. The place where I am now is China's new urban hive. This city has attracted much attention since its birth. Because this city has the largest number of returnees in the world As we all know, returnees are the most unstable factor in this world. The attack on Washington some time ago was caused by people from other worlds."
"It is undoubtedly a very irrational and dangerous behavior for China to gather such a large number of returnees in one city. It is a dangerous behavior that does not care about the safety of their people, and even the people of the world."
Geng Min watched such news, and sprayed dirtyly: "Dog X."
"Stop scolding. The news media, especially the Western news media, you should know. We are the mouthpiece of the government, but they are the mouthpiece of capitalism." The old reporter Li Bo had nothing to say about Bell's report. Fireworks commented.
"But this reporter is not professional yet. He should call some actors over and let them cry about how much inconvenience and danger our government's move has brought them. By the way, he should find some actors to act as returnees and let these actors complain. They don’t have human rights or freedom.”
Geng Min, who has just entered the news industry for only two years, was surprised: "Is this okay?"
"Why not? These western media generally report the news of our country like this. Anyway, they burn newspapers on graves. They are fooling ghosts." Li Bo smiled faintly.
"Master, master. You really hit the spot, they are starting to look for actors!"
On the screen of Geng Min's mobile phone, Bell reporter from Reuters began to pull out a passerby. It looked like a completely random interview, and there was no feeling of selection at all!
"Hello, I'm Bell, a reporter from Reuters. Do you speak English?"
"Yes I will."
I saw passers-by answering the reporter's questions with a British accent that makes college students who have graduated from CET-6 feel ashamed.
"Okay, do you have any thoughts on the celestial changes in the previous hive?"
"I felt scared. All of a sudden it was dark, and then there was a constant flash of thunder. It was so scary, I was so scared that I almost had a heart attack. I found out later that it was because of someone from our place. The big leader wants to get married, so he created the formation."
"Then can you tell me which big leader it is?"
"Then...I'm afraid it won't work, I still want to live here. If I tell her name, I may be arrested and go to Changbai Mountain to dig coal."
'Wow, that's serious. Don't worry, we have coded the whole process for you. No one will know you, thank you for risking your life to be interviewed by us, thank you very much. '
Under the repeated thanks of the Bell reporter, the actor exited. The Bell reporter turned to the camera and said to the audience in front of the river screen: "Everyone, I have no intention of commenting on the system of this country. And whether they should oppress the people like this. But there is no doubt that everything they have done has made Ordinary people feel scared."
"We're also going to go deeper..."
Before Bell's interview was over, Geng Min turned off his phone angrily.
"They are confounding black and white!" Geng Min panted: "How could they do this, as a reporter's professional ethics?!"
"Are you talking about professional ethics with foreign devils?" Li Bo chuckled, "You talk about professional ethics with them, it's better to talk to pigs about how to lose weight healthily and build a body with 6% body fat."
"And this is just the beginning, let me tell you. The BBC, ABC and other media will also interview. The astronomical changes in the hive, they will seize every opportunity to make a big fuss. In this year, the army has not moved, and the Internet scolding war Go ahead. There are still many people in our country who believe in these so-called free media.”
"So our interviews are important."
Geng Min saw that the GL8 behind had overtaken the car and was getting further and further away. But the Ford in front had disappeared long ago, and he couldn't help but feel impatient: "Lao Li, let's hurry up. Otherwise, we'll all be thrown off by those foreign devils."
"No hurry, no hurry. Let them jump first. They haven't figured out what's going on." Li Bo looked calm: "It's not enough to rely on the strength of our society alone. Look in the rearview mirror."
Geng Min took a look: "Here you come too?!"
"Yes, not only them, but many more people will come to participate in this public opinion war that is destined to be recorded in history. Nuo, I said there is no need to rush, someone has already come to pick us up."
Li Bo raised his hand and pointed, Geng Min looked in the direction of the finger, and saw a huge flying sword standing in the air.
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In a certain building in a beautiful country, a group of senior officials with different skin colors are gathering together. The president looked around the crowd and said, "This time we have to. Do you understand! I don't have much time left."