They all understand the truth that those who are close to the water first get the moon.

"Master Xiao, I don't know what kind of conditions we need to be this reporter and editor?"

"Yes, Lord Xiao, tell us quickly!"

"I can't wait to wait."

"What kind of assessment is needed to pass the test?"

The crowd was buzzing and everyone was in high spirits.

Can't wait to take these positions immediately.

There were hundreds of people at the scene, but there were only fifty reporters.

There are even fewer editorial positions, and there is only one place.

It can be seen how competitive it is.

Many people are afraid to hit the editor's attention.

They all looked at the reporter's position.

There are fifty places, and many people present think that they have the ability to win one place.

"Everyone line up, don't worry."

"See those tables over there?"

Xiao He pointed to the rows of tables in the courtyard behind him.

I saw a lot of ink and rice paper on it.

Everyone present also looked towards the courtyard.

Some don't understand what's going on.

"Those rice papers and pens and inks are for your use."

"Because there are too many of you, it takes too long to ask one by one."

"All you need to do is to write down your respective strengths and advantages."

"Then we will carefully review and select [-] reporters and an editor from them."

"The final candidate may not necessarily be reviewed by Master Ninth himself."

As soon as Xiao He finished speaking, his eyes widened.

He looked at the crowd in disbelief.

I saw a group of people, all rushing to the table in the courtyard.

That posture is like a refugee grabbing food.

I'm afraid that if I'm one step too late, I won't be able to grab the rice paper.

"Old Xiao, these people are really fierce."

Wang Li stood by Xiao He's side all the time without speaking.

I didn't speak until I saw that everyone was going to grab the rice paper.

And the others did not recognize him as General Wang Li.

"Unexpectedly."

"I underestimated the reputation of the ninth son."

"And they want to promote their own ideology and culture."

Xiao He also shook his head and smiled wryly.

This scene is really big.

The two returned to the house with a smile.

Someone will take care of the rest.

The Daqin Daily was completely bustling.

A group of people got their pens and ink and went to the table beside them to write.

Gradually, Daqin Daily regained its tranquility.

Because the people who get the rice paper are thinking hard, thinking about their own advantages and strengths.

Some people even think of their own strengths, is this considered a strength?

Anyway, write as many points as you have, and fabricate a few out of thin air if you don't have them.

The advantages and strengths are definitely the more the better.

Maybe that's what makes it stand out.

Until an hour later.

This group of talents wrote out their own strengths and advantages.

After handing in all the rice paper, someone notified Xiao He.

After Xiao He came out, he saw a group of people looking at him eagerly.

"Everyone has worked hard, come here first today, and come here tomorrow to wait for the results."

"Tomorrow we will find the right 51 from these lists."

"If you have any friends who want to recommend themselves after you go back, it's fine."

"The door of Daqin Daily will always be opened to talented people."

Xiao He looked at the thick stack of rice paper, and seemed to have something to do.

When everyone present heard what Xiao He said, they all left with interest.

Someone tried to bribe Xiao He, but he couldn't do it, and he was kicked out before he made a move.

After everyone leaves.

Xiao He asked people to take the materials and went back to the house.

The news of the opening of the Daqin Daily also quickly spread in Xianyang City.

Those who first heard the news were stunned.

But when someone learned that the Daqin Daily was for the whole of Daqin.

Many people were extremely surprised, and they all lamented that he was worthy of being the ninth son, and everything he did was a sensation in Xianyang.

However, there are also many people who scoff at this matter.

The Daqin area is too large, and it is too difficult to direct the Daqin Daily to the entire Daqin.

But this did not affect the enthusiasm of the disciples of all schools.

This is their chance, maybe it will soar into the sky.

In a tea house.

At this time, many people gathered.

This is a newly opened teahouse.

Ever since Jiu Gongzi's tea leaves spread.

Some people smelled business opportunities and opened tea houses and snack bars one after another.

And the teahouse often has people coming to drink tea, and the business is so hot.

It has also become a place where many people exchange news.

At this time, the teahouse was extremely lively.

They were all discussing Daqin Daily.

"Have you heard?"

"Master Ninth is going to recruit more customers."

"I don't know who is so lucky to be the disciple of the ninth son."

"It's a great honor to be the disciple of the Ninth Master!"

"I want to go too, but my ability is limited, otherwise I will definitely sign up!"

"Reporters, editors, vocabulary that you've never heard before, it's really fresh."

"Today's Daqin Daily's threshold is almost broken by people. There are really too many people."

"People who don't have a level of proficiency probably wouldn't dare to take the test."

"I really envy those people from various schools of thought. I guess they are the ones who have been selected the most."

"Don't say you are a doorman, if you can do things for the ninth son, even if you let me be a doorman, I am willing!"

In a corner of the teahouse.

Two women were listening.

A woman is graceful and graceful, with a black veil covering her face.

Looking at that hot figure, one can tell that she is definitely a beautiful woman

Another woman is dressed as a maid.

Seeing their concentration, it seems that they are very curious about the Daqin Daily.

"Miss Meng, is this Daqin Daily really so attractive?"

"Even disciples from hundreds of schools are scrambling to go for the assessment."

The girl who looked like a maid was very curious. She had never heard of reporters or editors.

"It's very interesting, go ask about it, maybe you can sign up for a name."

Gongshu Meng's red lips parted slightly, and he made a pleasant voice.

She is the descendant of the public loser, and she came to Xianyang City this time to find a way out for the family.

The public loser is now in the sunset, if he doesn't find a backer.

Maybe it won't be long before it will disappear in the long river of history.

They just came to Xianyang, and they heard the news from Daqin Daily.

I don't know what this Daqin Daily is.

But the recent Ninth Young Master's reputation, they almost heard the cocoon in their ears.

Today's Ninth Young Master is really unknown to everyone.

Everything he did recently caused a sensation in the whole of Daqin.

Now that Daqin Daily is related to Jiu Gongzi, it should be a very meaningful thing.

Chapter 125 Assessing Reporters, Survival of the Fittest

Daqin Daily.

Xiao He was busy until the evening.

Finally finished the work at hand.

With a tired face, Xiao He drank many pots of tea to refresh himself.

There were as many as 465 people in this assessment, and many of them came to sign up after receiving the news later.

This can make him so tired that his back hurts.

In the end he selected one hundred and eight candidates.

There are so many great people.

There are disciples from various schools of thought, nobles, gentry, and bachelors.

The one hundred and eight people selected had to be seen by the Ninth Prince in the end.

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