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"Dong-A Ilbo was largely the equivalent of China's official daily newspaper in that particular era, and the Incheon-based Dong-A Ilbo reported so much news that most of the events that changed China were first published...... Throughout the last decade of the 19th century to the mid-20th century, for 60 years, Dong-A Daily, China's largest circulation and most authoritative newspaper, was both a newspaper and a somewhat government mouthpiece, and for at least half a century, it played this role, consciously or unconsciously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

…… In the 20th century, for half a century, when I got up every morning, I picked up the Dong-A Ilbo from the door and opened the newspaper while eating lunch. Just like the TV commercials of the East Asia Times ten years ago, porridge, soy milk, fried dough sticks, siu mai, steamed buns...... Chinese breakfast will always change, but the same will always be Dong-A Daily!

Under this influence, what role did Dong-A Ilbo play in history? Especially in the midst of historical events? Is its role as a disseminator of news, or a maker of public opinion? Or is it making history in itself? ”

Dong-A Ilbo discontinued its issue "About the History of the Past"

Nanjing, Chengdu Road, No. 545 is a six-storey crown-style building, the six-storey building is hidden between the park-like plazas in front and back, which only makes this place look extremely quiet, and the difference is that here are hundreds of people working here 24 hours a day, this is the headquarters of the "East Asia Daily", every day, thousands of news articles from all over the world gather here, and finally, the editors make the final decision before 12 o'clock at midnight - to print the news.

After the Dong-A Daily in Nanjing made its decision, it immediately notified its branches in Wuhan, Guangzhou, Tianjin, Xi'an, Dalian, and Changchun by long-distance telephone to inform them of the content of the main sections. Then, at about 1 a.m., the various editions of Dong-A Ilbo began to make the initial plates, and then they would wait for an hour, and at 2 a.m., if there were no changes instructed by the head office, then the newspapers everywhere would print within this time, and after an hour, the new day's Dong-A Ilbo would be shipped out of the printing house, first to the stations, and then tens of thousands of part-time newsboys to deliver the newspapers to the hands of the fixed households.

Every morning before 8 a.m., newspapers are delivered to customers in large and medium-sized cities, accompanying them with breakfast, as has been the case for many years......

Of course, after the hour hand pointed to midnight, the reporters and editors of the head office took a break after a busy day, and it was another quiet day for them. There is no big news today

This is a good thing for the country and the people.

The world is peaceful! Peace is up!

That's a good thing, but it's not a good thing for journalists. Every reporter needs big news, a big news that can shock the world, but such an opportunity is always too small, without big news, relying on the news that causes the fading is not surprising, it is difficult to become a "celebrity", how to discover the news, is a lesson that journalists must learn.

As a journalist, Wang Zhaoming, who graduated from the East Asia Tongwen School, is undoubtedly a lucky person, nine years ago he read with the Tongwen School, during the war against Russia, as a reserve officer entered the army, he published the "War Diary" as a soldier not only made him a hero, but also made him a reporter, the war ended after the army was discharged, he entered the "East Asia Daily", since then, he has been convenient for the Ministry of Social Affairs to pay attention to people's livelihood and other news, unlike other reporters who record events, More often than not, he was shouting for the people at the bottom, for the workers, to help them fight for the eight-hour working day, for the peasants, for the peasants, for the government to cut taxes, and politically, to call for a constitution, in short, the criticism of acute social problems made him a well-known social journalist, and some people even joked that if one day the election of members of the House of Representatives or the election of members of the National Assembly was held, he would definitely be able to gain a place in it with his reputation for speaking for the people.

Of course, all this is too far away, for the current Wang Zhaoming, as the editor on duty, he is lying on the fifty-centimeter-wide marching bed in the office, preparing to fall asleep. Although he has his own private office, a small room of less than six square meters, the rooms separated by glass windows have little soundproofing at all.

So for him, he could only lie there and let himself sleep as much as he could.

In the corridor between the offices outside, there are nearly 30 beds, at this time, the reporters on duty are also asleep here, the profession of reporters seems to be beautiful, but behind the scenery, their efforts are incomprehensible to others, just like this time, when others can rest, they can only wait here, waiting for the news.

After a while, a phone call, because the voice of the reporter from the Ministry of Social Affairs was too loud, Wang Zhaoming's dream was harassed, so that he was woken up.

"What? Found the body of a **** woman? ”

The social affairs reporter, who was answering the phone, suddenly let out a high-pitched voice.

"Good! Got it! I'll go down right now! ”

The reporter hung up the phone and fell into bed, this kind of news will not be on the "East Asia Daily", after all, this is not a third-rate local tabloid.

"Really, this kind of news is also hitting here,!"

The reporters of the Social Department muttered and complained there, and after a while the duty room fell silent again.

Yes, a month ago, the 8 million circulation of Dong-A Ilbo just celebrated the day when it was not possible to publish this "small news", that is, although dog meat is very fragrant, it is the same as not being able to get on the table. …… However, at this moment, Wang Zhaoming's sleepiness has completely disappeared.

He just kept his eyes open and looked at the ceiling, and at this time, his mind was not thinking about the news, but thinking about the invitation of Minsheng Bao - the other party invited him to become editor-in-chief, which was a good opportunity for him in his thirties, after all, Minsheng Bao is also a newspaper with hundreds of thousands of readers.

"Or ......"

At this moment, the sudden sound of the phone interrupted his thoughts again, and as soon as the phone was picked up, the reporter was confused and said for a while.

"You wait...... Who can speak Cantonese and who can speak Cantonese? ”

Obviously, the person on the other end of the phone was speaking Cantonese, and Wang Zhaoming, who was from Guangdong, naturally spoke Cantonese, so he pushed open the door and said.

"I'll pick it up!"

Then he walked over, and the phone was a phone that provided news leads.

"Hey ......"

The moment he received the phone, Wang Zhaoming spoke Cantonese dialect that he hadn't spoken for a long time, whether it was in Tongwen School or as a reporter, he rarely spoke his hometown.

"I am the vice president of the Overseas Chinese Association......"

At the beginning, Wang Zhaoming didn't feel anything, he was not very curious about the identity of the person who provided the news clues, but the other party mentioned his identity as soon as he came up, which still made him feel a little surprised, but then, the other party's words surprised him.

"Is your newspaper finalized today? Is there any time left to change the layout? ”

What, what?

What is he saying?

"I have big news here, and now in the whole of Nanjing, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs may have just received a telegram, and now they must be looking for the Minister of Foreign Affairs, and His Majesty should not know about this matter until this morning......"

The other party's deliberate emphasis made Wang Zhaoming suddenly realize that maybe, this is really big news, so he looked at the time, and the time was 1:45 minutes, that is, there were still fifteen minutes.

There's no hurry!

However, Wang Zhaoming did not refuse, but said with the phone.

"It depends on what the news is, if it's not big news, it may have to wait until tomorrow ......"

"Tomorrow, all newspapers in China will publish this news on the front page!"

The voice on the other end of the phone made his brows rise, is it really a big event?

Overseas Chinese Association?

Foreign ministry? What is the event?

"Well, tell me what the incident is......"

Hundreds of overseas Chinese were slaughtered - the next moment, this rather shocking word had occupied a part of his mind.

"What? What did you say? Hundreds of overseas Chinese were slaughtered? In what place? When did it happen? ”

Wang Zhaoming didn't even notice that he was in shock in Chinese, and the rest of the personnel seemed to be affected the same, so even the entire staff, including foreign reporters and reporters from the Liaison Department, were awakened one after another, and they all looked at Wang Zhaoming in surprise, what was he talking about?

In the midst of people's discussions, Wang Zhaoming hurriedly changed to Cantonese and asked.

"Where are you? Where did this news come from? ”

It is not known why the call was made by a vice president of the Overseas Chinese Association who has lived in Nanyang for many years, but Wang Zhaoming vaguely guessed the reason -- the Overseas Chinese Association tried to exert pressure on the government with the help of the news.

Now, this news is a state secret!

Perhaps, the Minister of Foreign Affairs may have just learned of this news!

In other words, now, a big news is in front of him, and it's not news, it's a big event!

After putting down the phone, Wang Zhaoming raised his head and looked at the reporters around him, those faces were all full of anger without exception, and some even cried.

"Editor Wang, what's going on?"

"Yes, Editor Wang, what is it? Is it Nanyang? Or somewhere? ”

"Who is it?"

Faced with everyone's questions, Wang Zhaoming simply told everyone about the incident.

"The tragedy that happened in Torreón, it has not been confirmed yet, we have no more information, but ......"

Looking around at everyone, Wang Zhaoming looked at the time, and there were only ten minutes left!

"Editor Wang, will we send this news?"

"Hair, must be haired!"

There were people around who immediately responded, and in the face of the angry colleagues, Wang Zhaoming nodded, and then said.

"I'll call now, today's print is delayed by twenty minutes!"

"Alright, now, we have half an hour left,"

Looking at everyone, Wang Zhaoming began to deploy his work.

"I ask you to contact the Overseas Chinese Association within half an hour, first, to confirm the news, do not contact the so-called informants, you must contact the people in Beijing above the vice president, and ask them to confirm the ...... by phone in person."

As a former soldier and battlefield experience, Wang Zhaoming can be said to be resolute in doing things, and he made deployments almost immediately.

"Second, immediately contact the colleagues in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and ask them to act immediately, now the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is definitely different from usual, they must have a way to get some information, tell them the news, let them confirm it......"

Out of his understanding of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Wang Zhaoming knows very well that now the Department of the Americas Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs must have become a mess, and hundreds of overseas Chinese have been slaughtered! This kind of thing has undoubtedly never been faced by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the movements in the Americas Division cannot be concealed, and as long as those reporters pay a little attention, they will definitely be able to get the news. However, the reporters in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs can only confirm the news at most, but this is enough, and all Wang Zhaoming needs now is to confirm the truth of the news through these two channels.

"Third, notify the printing department and ask them to change the front page to the first page, well, a report of about 500 words!"

After making these arrangements one by one, while everyone was busy, Wang Zhaoming once again looked at the description of the incident recorded on paper, and now, he has no more information, and even, it can be said, even the foreign minister may not have more detailed information, but as a reporter, this does not affect his imagination.

When everyone was busy, Wang Zhaoming calmly took a towel to wash his face, and when he returned to the editorial office after washing a few minutes later, he saw that the reporters from the Social Department were constantly making phone calls, and they were confirming the news.

"Ding Tai, director of the South America Department, received a phone call, saying that Director Ding suddenly left home 20 minutes ago......"

Well, here's a testament!

When he heard this corroboration, Wang Zhaoming was already sitting in his chair, his eyes closed, thinking about the few dozen words in his mind, he was imagining what was happening there, imagining how the massacre was carried out.

Right!

This was a massacre, not a so-called "big event".

"President Zhang of the Overseas Chinese Association has confirmed that the news is true, he has gotten up, and he will go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs at 9 o'clock this morning to meet with the Foreign Minister......

Just when the news was confirmed, Wang Zhaoming had already raised his pen, his expression was sad and angry, his eyes were red, as if he had witnessed the massacre, so that tears soaked the paper several times, and finally, a few minutes later, immersed in pain and grief, he raised his head and looked at everyone and said.

"Everyone, is there anything that needs to be changed in this article?" (To be continued.) )