You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

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"You make up your own."

Everyone in the conference room was exhausted by Le Yu's words.

"But isn't it fake?" Mu Qingmei couldn't help asking.

"What newspaper office do you think you joined?" Le Yu asked rhetorically.

Everyone was at a loss for words—yes, the Jing family's newspaper, it's good not to smear and spread rumors, just let them make up an answer, think about it carefully, and even have the illusion of 'this doesn't seem to be a bad thing'.

"But how to make it up?" someone asked. "We formulate our own views on the subject and then make up a new identity for ourselves?"

"No no no." Le Yu pointed his finger away and said, "Speaking of which, you don't seem to know the reason why you were hired, right? Some of you are good at writing, some are profound, but some are straightforward and shallow... …”

"But you have one thing in common: good imagination."

Le Yu suddenly pointed to a young editor: "For example, you, your current identity is a young man who wants to become the village chief, your name is Naruto!"

"Oh." The young editor was taken aback.

"The reason why you want to be the village chief is because your parents died when you were young. People in the village say that you are a lonely star and hate you and stay away from you. But you are not without friends, and the grandfather of the village chief also takes care of you. Teacher Mengxue I often invite you to eat noodles.”

"So you want to be the head of the village, because you want the villagers to love and welcome you, and you want to be recognized by everyone."

"So, if you are answering the question of 'what are we looking for in our entire lives', what should be the central idea of ​​your answer?"

After thinking about it for a while, the young editor said firmly: "recognition, trust, responsibility, fetters. I would think that a person's life is a process of connecting more people, having more companions, getting more praise, and leading everyone to live a better life. A good life will make my life full of meaning.”

"That's what it feels like!" Le Yu applauded vigorously, and everyone clapped: "You have to substitute your own personalities, write your answers from the perspective of your personalities, be grateful for your life experience, hurt the spring and autumn, and be different from others. , so that it makes sense to publish it.”

"Is it that simple...?" Some female editors were not very confident about this.

"Trust me, it's easy, you'll even love the feeling."

Le Yu looked at the female editor and said:

"For example, you are a poor girl, and your father is seriously ill. In order to ask a medical officer to see his father, you have to go to the Red Dream Market to sell your virginity. On that night, a young master of a wealthy business association You got drunk and fell in love with you. He gave you a lot of money, so you rescued your father and planned to forget what happened that night. However, when you applied for a job, you found yourself in that young master's The Chamber of Commerce went to work, and the young master also recognized you, but for some reason, he kept you here, as if to amuse you..."

"...That's it, after so many incidents, you have secret feelings for each other. But at this time, the chairman of the chamber of commerce ordered a marriage for the young master, and you suddenly found out that you seem to be pregnant..."

The female editor's expression kept changing with Le Yu's narration, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes angry, and it was completely immersed in the story.

At this time, Le Yu slapped the table hard: "Look, do you have feelings? Do you think you are that unfortunate girl? Do you feel that you have a lot of emotions and words that you want to express?"

"Yeah!" The female editor nodded vigorously.

"Look, this is the mystery of the character design." Le Yu said, "as long as you make up a bizarre, weather-beaten, and prosperous character design for yourself, you will better substitute it in and write it out. The answer will also be genuine... If someone can't make up a persona for himself, you can come and find me. I have a lot of spare persona, you can use them as you like, what is the "genius who was divorced", "the one with infinite power" Underworld Princess', everything."

Le Yu's words and deeds are refreshing everyone's understanding of the world in the conference room - and this kind of operation! ?

"There is one topic on each page, so there are three topics in 2~4 pages. I have already thought about them. They are "If tomorrow is the end of the world, what do you want to do", "When do you suddenly feel that you have grown up?" ", "What is your most impressive sentence? Why?", I need ten people to compile the answers for these three issues, and assign tasks after the meeting."

While everyone is still reminiscing about the charm of these three topics, Le Yu has already started the next topic: "On pages 5~8, I am going to set up a 'Wonderful Anecdote' column, in short, to publish some common people have not seen news."

"But where is that kind of news going..." Someone suddenly woke up halfway through the question and closed his mouth.

Le Yu glanced at him with relief.

What kind of newspaper do you think this is?

Of course I made it myself!

"I'll give two examples." Le Yu raised two fingers: "The first example, "As long as you eat these six kinds of food, the effect of training your tactics will be better! Please be sure to tell your family."

Then the music stopped.

After everyone waited for a while, Mu Qingmei couldn't help but ask, "Editor-in-chief, which six kinds of food are they?"

Le Yu glanced at her with kind eyes.

"Make it up yourself."

"Ah?" Mu Qing blinked her eyes, "But, isn't this a lie? It's different from the knowledge discussion forum. If we lied like this, they would believe it and buy it..."

"Then you can make up some cheap things that are rich in nutrients and no one likes to eat." Le Yu sighed: "For example, bitter gourd, coriander, you can eat it anyway. As for the effect of training tactics, it is pure It’s a psychological effect, how do you know if you’re exercising today better than yesterday?”

"Don't say lies. After all, tactics are closely related to mental power, and mental power is also related to mood. You are in a good mood, and you feel that you have exercised better than yesterday after eating six kinds of food. Maybe it is true. Effect."

"How can something published in the newspaper be called a lie?"

Although Mu Qingmei had underestimated Jing Zhengwei's bottom line, every time Jing Zhengwei spoke, he could refresh Mu Qingmei's opinion of him - how could there be such a rotten person?

"The second example." Le Yu said, ""Shocked! A man heard a strange sound late at night. He searched for the sound and found that it was an abnormal noise in the tomb. When he dug the grave, he found...".

Even with Mu Qingmei's lessons learned, some people couldn't help but ask, "What did you find?"

"Make up your own." Le Yu spreads his hands: "All in all, you need to use a powerful title to attract attention. As for the content, you can make up a logical and self-consistent story yourself."

"All in all, 'Wonderful Anecdotes' must be things that no one has seen before, so any story can be published, even if it's not an ordinary person's story."

Le Yu paused: "The story of the monarch, not the ruler, the minister, the master is not the master, the servant is not the servant, the story of the prince and general Xiangning is okay, the story of revenge is okay..."

Everyone nodded to show their understanding, Mu Qingmei glanced at Le Yu strangely, and always felt that this 'Wonderful Anecdote' column didn't seem to be simple.

"Pages 9, 10, and 11 are the 'Inspirational Stories' column."

Le Yu paused and glanced at everyone.

Everyone suddenly felt like a mirror, and nodded one after another: "We make up, we make up."

"Don't be afraid, you don't need to make things out of nothing. I will write a few propositions for you, and you can just make them up."

Le Yu picked up the chalk and wrote a few titles on the blackboard at the back:

"Mining is fast and good, five years later I will become a big miner"

"Because the master warms the sandals, the monkey servant can also get ahead"

"Workers cried when they saw the boss's hard work every day"

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"That's it, wait for the assignment, but this request should be in a news format. Your editors should stand in a third perspective and interview the interviewee to conduct a question and answer... You have to pretend that there is such a person."

"Understood, promise to complete the task." The black-hearted literati without blood and tears said that they were old and skilled.

Mu Qingmei snorted inwardly, thinking in her heart that you've finally revealed the truth.

"As for the last 12 pages..."

Le Yu paused, "I want to serialize one."

There was no response from everyone, and the mustard husband asked: "What is it? Who is the source?"

Serialization in newspapers has long been a routine operation in this world, and there is even a "newspaper" dedicated to serialization, so everyone is not surprised by this.

"It was a friend of mine who contributed," Le Yu said. "As for the genre, it's the future."

"Future?" Everyone was stunned.

They have never heard of this genre~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The content is three young people with their own strengths, Liu Yu, Yin Yin, and Wei Zheng. After they died, they accidentally traveled to a hundred years later. Le Yu said: "In that era, human beings built iron and steel machines that flew in the sky, skyscrapers with more than 100 stories, abundant food, and eliminated hunger and cold. To accept nine years of compulsory education, the entertainment economy has developed greatly, and even a spaceship has been built to successfully explore the bright moon in the sky..."

"It sounds like a very imaginative fantasy work." Mustard Fu praised.

"Yeah, I think so too." Le Yu said.

The mustard husband asked thoughtfully: "Isn't one page not enough? Do you want to prepare another page for this work?"

Le Yu quickly shook his head: "No, just one page, one page is enough."

Having said that, Le Yu actually regretted it a bit.

After all, this was written by him himself...