I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 651 The Glory of Gotham Famous
"How shameless are the Gotham reporters?" the Reuters reporter asked curiously.

"Brother Heibang and political and business bosses want to suppress the news, buy pages, and write fake news. You can choose between losing face with money or losing face. I'm still alive, which has already explained everything."

The old brother of the Gotham Times lowered his head, a little ashamed to look directly at your companions who are not oppressed by evil forces and can truly write the truth with free will.

"Well, every family has scriptures that are hard to recite." Old Hans sighed, and said, "Since 40 years ago, I have run the mission of the Great Heavenly Dynasty almost every year.

Every time I go to Datianchao, I will have new feelings, and a long-lost touch and impulse, and then I will write down my feelings based on objective facts.

Guess what?

The news is released at all!

I am a 64-year-old editor-in-chief who has won a Pulitzer once, and my qualifications and abilities have reached the pinnacle of journalists, but I can't publish real news in my own newspaper.

It's not that the news from the Celestial Dynasty cannot be published, but that the country, the cities of the country, and the people in the cities must be transformed into ugly and short, so that they cannot be tall and beautiful.

In particular, you can't use Eastern countries as an example to criticize your own ugly and dwarf. "

A reporter with a BBC sign nodded deeply, and said helplessly: "It is said that we, the BBC, are evil-hearted and like to engage in underworld filters, but it is actually a great injustice.

If we can stand up and get paid, we BBC reporters also want to pursue truth and truth.

After all, the university education we have received is similar to yours. We all understand the ethics of journalists, and we have all been inspired to become uncrowned kings who can make the world a better place.

However, the Ministry of Information of the government does not allow it, nor does the domestic social environment.

How could the British people who had dreamed of the "British Empire in ancient times" not feel bad if they saw that the country they had wantonly bullied became richer, stronger and more vigorous than themselves, and compared themselves to a small third-rate country?
Don't readers just want to have fun when they read the news?
If the BBC doesn’t let them have fun, they won’t buy our newspapers, don’t subscribe to our news content, the company’s performance will decline, and our wages will be reduced or we will be laid off, but mortgages, car loans, wives and children
So, it's not that the BBC reporters are bad, it's the government and the people that are bad, and we in the den of bad guys have to be bad. "

Immediately, a large group of reporters echoed with deep feeling, "In our country, there is also no room for any real bright spots in the East, especially when we don't light them up, the superiors must let us make up random things and write bright things as black.

If you really come across a black dot, it’s a big joy, the whole newspaper office works overtime together, and if you don’t write a black spot into a black forest, you don’t even think about getting off work, and don’t even think about getting the year-end bonus. "

"You guys are pretty good, just don't report the news of the Celestial Dynasty." The reporter from the German News Agency smiled bitterly: "The issue of immigration in Germany, you know, even strong women in this country can't be reported, you have to pretend to be deaf dumb.

On the contrary, anyone who dares to say a bad word about those outsiders will be accused by thousands of people and reviled by thousands of people. I don't want to follow the crowd and have my salary deducted by the editor-in-chief.

In this world, it is difficult to be an ordinary reporter who thinks normally, speaks and writes articles with normal content! "

"You're thinking too much, don't I have the issue of being expensive and people of color?" A group of Western reporters looked disapproving, "We have more serious issues, such as environmental protection, animal protection, transgender La.
There are too many news contents, and we can't express different opinions except to cater to them. "

Old Hans lamented in a concluding tone: "Now the news is no longer concerned with the truth of the content, but with political correctness.

The point is that the political winds that are considered correct are completely incorrect.

We, the uncrowned king, should have changed this incorrect 'political correctness'.

Spears in hand we should cry out to wave and wave.

Lonely and bravely, like Don Quixote, he rushes towards the evil that is illusory in the eyes of others but real in his own eyes.

pity"

The old reporter suddenly stopped. He frowned and saw the reporters gathered together to complain, all from Europe and the United States.

A group of reporters from Asia, Africa and Latin America stood on the outskirts. They just looked at them and didn't speak.

"Why don't you talk?" The old reporter was a little unhappy. Europe and the United States, the glorious origins of freedom and democracy, are all dark. Are you all bright?
A Latin American reporter said indifferently: "What is there to say? Although we are not in the same country, our country's media has long been directly acquired or indirectly controlled by European and American news tycoons.

To put it bluntly, [-]% of our BOSS's BOSS's BOSS is the same News Corporation, or the same person.

You can at least eat first-hand 'dung', but we want to cheer for you, eat what you pull out, and reprocess it to feed our own citizens. "

"Ah!" The old reporter showed helplessness, shook his head and sighed, feeling satisfied.

"Ah!" The BBC reporter who had the dream of 'freedom of the press, and the uncrowned kings all come from the British Empire' saw the beginning of the "Ancient Times" and learned from them how to be a good reporter and how to criticize reality. Years later, he is still not as good as them, and he still has to learn from them and eat their dung, he sighed bitterly, his heart soared with joy.

"Hey, where did the journalists from the news agency go?" All the European and American journalists were scanning the Asian, African and Latin journalists who lowered their heads one by one with empathetic complex expressions and the same joyful mood, when suddenly someone shouted .

Because he remembered that the media in not all countries in Asia are controlled by their boss's boss's boss, for example, the Great Heavenly Dynasty.

Then he wanted to look at him, to see different helplessness on his face, and to hear different pain from his mouth.

But he searched around, but couldn't find anyone.

Obviously, they were still gathering together to share news materials just now, and they also agreed to interview alien volunteer generals together.

"Oh, Reporter Su, he just felt sick to his stomach and went to the toilet, and told us to go first, so we don't have to wait for him." A white African guy said.

"How long was it just now?" AFP reporter asked.

The African white buddies thought for a while, and said, "Just when old Hans said 'Don Quixote'."

The reporters lost their doubts. They hadn't asked yet at that time.

Uh, the cicadas were aware of the golden wind before it moved. At that time, Old Hans had already frowned and scanned the group of Asians and Africans.

"It's getting late, let's go quickly." The reporter from the Gotham Times said cheerfully.

The reporters saw him with a happy face and head held high, not only did he lose his inferiority complex and shame in his eyes, but was full of pride and confidence.

Reporters from Asia, Africa, Latin America and Europe are feeling uncomfortable.

"Reporter Ross, you go to Quinn Manor alone to watch the 'Admiral Riding a Dog Picture', don't wait for us, we are not the same way." Old Hans said lightly.

The reporter from the Gotham Times was about to agree with a smile, when his eyes suddenly fell on the wall clock behind the service desk in the lobby, it was [-]:[-].

Lana Lang said that the interview will start at five o'clock, and the interview will definitely not exceed two hours
His face remained unchanged, but there was annoyance and disappointment in his eyes.

"No, the heart-to-heart talk with everyone has allowed me to regain the glory that I deserve as a reporter. I am not a paparazzi, and I want to interview alien generals, even if I don't get the headlines, even if the traffic drops by [-]%, even if I lose tens of thousands of dollars. It doesn't matter if you have a one-in-one chance of becoming a famous book in the universe."

The reporter of the Gotham Times has a firm expression, like Don Quixote who is holding a long gun and facing the giant windmill.

The reporters felt more and more unhappy. What does it mean to have a heart-to-heart relationship with us and let you regain your glory?

You can regain your confidence and your responsibilities as a reporter, but glory can only be achieved by changing your imperfect self in the past and striving for it in the future. How can you suddenly have glory now through someone else’s words?

Did our words make you compare the glory?

"You receive black money to write fake news, how can you be honored?" the BBC reporter sneered.

The Gotham Times reporter said seriously: "Yes, I was oppressed by evil forces and wrote fake news to deceive people, but I only deceived a small number of people in Gotham, not a country or the world.

Regarding the news about international politics and social atmosphere, we have never said anything, which is not politically correct.

I collected black money, removed news that exposed the evil forces, and at most harmed the people at the bottom of a certain block. I have never discredited a region, a nation, or even a country.

In fact, I didn't harm the people of Gotham. Even if I wrote the news, I couldn't change the current situation of Gotham. "

The reporters felt like they were stuck in their throats, like they were stuck in their backs, and they felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

Robert wondered: "Could it be that no one in Gotham is politically correct?"

The Gotham Times reporter hesitated and said: "It's not that there are no such people, it's just that people like that can't survive in Gotham.

Anyone who advocates political correctness must offend those who he considers to be 'politically incorrect', right? "

Old Hans nodded lightly. Without confrontation, there is no right or wrong. Political correctness is to forcibly distinguish right from wrong.

"Hey, this is Gotham, everyone feels uncomfortable, and they don't know how to shout or curse with their pens." The Gotham reporter sighed.

"What do you use?"

The Gotham reporter pointed his fingers and said, "Kidnapping, murdering, assassinating, killing, killing, killing him, killing his whole family.
The social structure of our Gotham is actually very dynamic.

The Latin American Gang, the Neon Yamaguchi, the Italian Mafia, and Russia, as long as there are black states in their own country or region, will develop overseas business in Gotham after a certain stage of development.

Gotham is to black nations all over the world what the international market is to companies from all over the world.

People in Gotham believe in God, Satan, and evil gods. Wu Yuyi, who believes in General Wuhuan, even the clown has sects and believers.

same-sex, transgender, gender-neutral
What is Yiming, there are even aliens and outsiders
So, don't be afraid to find enemies who are capable of committing crimes and tend to commit crimes.

Anyone who likes to be politically correct in the press generally cannot handle those who use guns in society.

Those who hold guns are black countries, black policemen, and black politicians. They only want to make money.

After all, in Gotham, crime is a daily activity, and money is the foundation of power and the primary productive force for survival and development.

Of course, Gotham people also have the ideological and political characteristics of Gotham.

We care more about law and crime, heroes and super-criminals, justice and crime, madness and crazier, Arkham Regulars and Bertman"

The reporters were stunned and speechless.

"It's getting late, let's go." The Gotham reporter reminded.

Old Hans was stunned, and asked: "You just said that you can't grab the headlines, and the traffic has dropped by [-]%. What do you mean? The photo of the general riding a dog is not news on Earth."

There is still a [-] in [-] chance to become a famous book of the universe, this is the point!
A reporter from the Gotham Times sighed: "Indeed, the people of Gotham can often see clear pictures of the general riding a dog with the naked eye, which is not news.

But today is different.

what are we?
It's a war reporter of the Earth Alliance!
Dozens of alien fleets have come today, and they must all be carrying war reporters.

People on earth care about alien generals and fleets, and alien journalists must pay more attention to the earth.

Who else on earth attracts more traffic than golden nuclear bombs? "

(End of this chapter)