It's time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In another hour, the people in charge of copying the newspaper will come in droves, and the little courtyard will become very lively.

Xiao Jing sat at the table with a pen, but after a while he put the pen down again; He went back and forth for a long time, and he didn't write a single word on the large blank piece of paper.

What should I write about the inaugural speech?

Actually, it's not a rush job. After all, the other three editions have been finalized, and those alone are enough for Zhang Laohan and the copyists to be busy for a while.

However, Xiao Jing didn't procrastinate, and he didn't like the feeling of being in a hurry to put off anything to do until the last minute.

Fortunately, the name of the newspaper had already been decided, and he didn't have to deal with two troubles at the same time.

In the position of the masthead, there are two large letters: Mirror News. The etymology of the name is not the British Mirror.

At that time, there was a debate about who would write the inscription. Xiao Jing wanted to find Shao Yuan, but Shao Ning said coaxingly: "Why are you looking for my son, wouldn't it be good for my son to come?" ”

Although his handwriting is not ugly, it is still a little worse than Xiao Jing's. Dong Xiaoya's calligraphy is as delicate and gentle as hers, but newspaper inscriptions in the traditional sense are vigorous and powerful types, and girls' handwriting will inevitably give people a feeling of lack of strength.

Xiao Jing also had other thoughts, such as taking words from the collections of this dynasty or historical celebrities, and assembling a "Mirror Newspaper". Who knows, as soon as this idea was spoken, Shao Ning deeply despised it: "If you are not afraid of being criticized by the people, choose it!" ”

Think about it too. For celebrities, the font is in a sense their symbol, and those who are well-educated will surely recognize it at a glance. Although you can take this "free ride" if you have to do it, but in order not to make people laugh, forget it.

After all, newspapers in the true sense of the word are still a new thing. If it's in the future...... Hehe, even if the first-line celebrities cry and shout to inscribe, Lao Tzu still has to think about it!

After collective discussion, everyone decided to let Xiao Jing write it. After reluctantly taking on this heavy responsibility, Xiao Jing wrote it many times before picking out a relatively more satisfactory version, as described in the story "Einstein's Three Little Benches".

As for the inaugural word......

Thinking about it, Xiao Jing finally put pen to paper.

"The husband uses copper as a mirror, and he can be dressed properly; With history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall; With people as a mirror, you can see the gains and losses.

The Mirror newspaper also got its name from this.

There is nothing more difficult in a person's life than to recognize the word.

People always think that they have already recognized the people they know well. As they get older, they also feel that they recognize the world and everything.

However, even in the twilight of life, how many people dare to say that they recognize themselves?

Everyone needs a mirror, like the Mirror.

It can not only illuminate people's faces, but also reflect the ugliness hidden in people's hearts or in every cranny of the world; As a result, more people will remember the phrase 'I am three times a day, and I am self-conscious'.

It can't tolerate ugliness, it's still a magic mirror. It reflects all that is good, whether it's a landscape, an event, or a person; Everything will be more beautiful because of its existence.

Through this mirror, you can also see a better version of yourself. If you don't want to live your life in a mess, be brave enough to walk in front of the mirror and look at the less perfect you in the mirror. ”

Shao Ning shouted proudly from the courtyard: "Xiaoyuan, how many times have I told you." From today onwards, don't call me Brother Shao Ning, just call me Reporter Shao, understand? ”

Dong Huaiyuan said strangely: "Reporter? What is the reporter, Brother Shao Ning? ”

Shao Ning said arrogantly: "Didn't you see it? I don't even know what a journalist is! He paused, and then said, "What about reporters...... Well, I'll think about it later, what did Xiao Jing say......"

Xiao Jing smiled and swayed on the paper again.

"The source of knowledge is not just books. Whether you live in a temple or far away from the rivers and lakes, everyone needs to know something.

People are different. Even if we can find people in the world who are similar in temperament and even appearance, we will find many differences between them.

A is a hunter, B is a fisherman, C is a weaver, and D is a farmer. The knowledge they need will not be the same.

In the same way, the breadth of the horizon, the position of the position, and the location of the interests will all affect people's perception of things.

In the case of a certain thing, A may think it is absurd, but B thinks it is harmless. A more intense example of this is the controversy that now exists between schools.

It's not clear. The clash and collision of views may not lead to an outcome acceptable to all; However, it allows people to understand each other's ideas and thus seek maximum common ground in them.

One of the functions of newspapers is to disseminate knowledge and information to the right people at the right time and in the right way, and then help people distinguish the right from wrong and sort out the clues from the lessons learned. ”

Shao Ning was still buzzing in the yard, and his voice was very noisy. Xiao Jing couldn't help but yell: "It's time for you to go to teach!" ”

Shao Gongzi closed his mouth at this time. He hurriedly took most of the teaching aids, and said to the radiant Dong Xiaoya: "Let's go, Mr. Dong!" Oh, I should call you Editor Dong! ”

"Shao Gongzi, don't make fun of the slave family." Dong Xiaoya said ashamedly: "This is also the son's order, the slave family may not necessarily do it." ”

Xiao Jing smiled slightly. Xiaoya, this girl is modest, and when the content was discussed, she thought of a lot of ideas that Shao Ning and Pan Feiyu didn't expect, how could such a capable person be a bad editor?

Speaking of Pan Feiyu's kid...... Well, "Recruitment Edition" is also doing well in his hands. Because there were far fewer people writing letters in nearby towns, he was sent to provide temporary support. For him, this is also a kind of community service, right?

Xiao Jing's pen fell again.

“…… We are witnesses and recorders of the times, not saints on high.

It is our duty and duty to rush for the sake of justice. Everything we do is to hope that there will be more smiling faces and less suffering in the world.

What would the world be like if there were no voices for the unspeakable?

The job of the Mirror is to keep all readers informed of everything they need to know in a timely manner:

The more people who see the new knowledge in the newspaper, the more people may be lifted out of poverty and live a better life;

The more people who see the news about fraud and anti-fraud, there may be one less family in the world that has been broken by fraud;

The more people who see the post-disaster report, the more solace the heart that is worried about their loved ones, and the more people who need to be helped before their lives come to an end.

If......

This is the meaning of the existence of the Mirror. ”

It's finally finished.

Xiao Jing put down the pen and looked intently at the words on the paper.

Sometimes he held the paper in his hand, sometimes he put it back on the table. At first, his hand tapped lightly on the tabletop; After a while, the hand clenched into a fist again.

Finally, he stood up and put the paper in the cupboard.

Holding a blank piece of paper in his hand, Xiao Jing began to write again. However, this time there is only one line written:

"We are the light and shadow of life, the pioneers of society. We are willing to go into every family, get to know each of you, and then become a good friend who accompanies you for life. ”