"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, don't want money, the sun!

You heard it right, just don't give it away for free, it's limited to one per person!"

This is one of the subordinates of the second master of the rat selling newspapers, oh, it should be called newspaper delivery.

"The Sun is like the sun in the sky, it's easy to use and doesn't cost money.

You won't suffer if you don't spend money, and you won't be fooled if you don't spend money, even if you don't look at it, it's beautiful to use it on the table!"

This is the voice of Ermaozi's subordinates shouting at the top of their voices.

"If you don't take the free and good-looking Sun newspaper, but buy those second-hand newspapers, then you are a pig's brain!"

Black Dog's subordinates are even more simple and crude in publicity.

Scenes like this are everywhere in the streets and alleys of Chang'an, and even a shelf stacked with newspapers is placed at the entrance of Wanyou Pavilion.

On this day, other newspapers in Chang'an did not sell a single newspaper, and there was no mistake, and according to later statistics, the number of newspapers that were returned plus the inventory was actually the number of printed that day.

At close to midnight, Yao Jia sent someone to buy one for each of the five major newspapers as a souvenir, which also symbolized that their combined combat strength was only five.

Well, this is also what Han Yin explained, deliberately provoking the other party.

Everyone didn't expect that this day would actually be the opening of a new era in the True Spirit Continent.

It's so ridiculous it's hard to imagine.

In the history of the Tang Dynasty, it was like a meteor, and the radiant, but highly controversial Sun News also helped his founder Han Yin earn a nickname that was not very elegant.

"Datang Paparazzi King"!

This nickname even made many people forget Han Yin's real name later and directly replaced it with the paparazzi king. Yao Jia was later also known as "the only woman in the world who could conquer the paparazzi king".

Later, this name formed an unimaginable panic among countless dignitaries and businessmen, and even to the point of talking about the tiger's color.

But it also provided countless after-dinner conversations for the majority of sullen civilians.

For example, the sentence "Thank you to the Sun Daily, let me understand the wife of the Zhao family to the same extent as Zhao Xinzhu", which was widely circulated, so much so that it was adapted into many paragraphs.

And "If you are targeted by the emperor, you can still live, if you are targeted by the paparazzi king, you will even destroy the eighteenth generation of your ancestors." ”

This sentence has become a classic quote.

Those who imitate the paparazzi are even like carp crossing the river, going forward and successively, in an endless stream.

It's just that those people are picking up Han Yin's teeth and playing with him and playing with the rest.

It is the fulfillment of the sentence "has been chased, never surpassed, and the monument will be passed on forever".

The silver fox roaring in Chang'an is also the first classic case in the history of Datang in which the official colluded with the paparazzi, used the paparazzi to unscrupulously crack down on dissidents, manipulate public opinion to achieve ulterior purposes, and realize personal ambitions.

Since then, the development path of the True Spirit Continent has inexplicably developed in some unimaginable and seemingly natural directions.

is like a promising young man who aspires to be Jack Ma and wants to create countless employment opportunities for others, but by mistake, he finally became the anchor of the women's clothing boss on the live broadcast channel.

"Mr. Xie Han's grace of recreation!"

In the Yongxiang Court, the largest prison in Chang'an, dozens of female prisoners knelt in front of Han Yin, performing the most solemn salute as if they were seeing the emperor.

"This is just the beginning, and I am convinced that you will usher in a new era. ”

At this moment, Han Yin was like Zhuge Liang possessed, and his face was like the words "Wise as me" written on his face, and he couldn't look at it directly.

It is hard to imagine such a state of affairs in a prisoner.

Even the warden here felt that he couldn't be allowed to go to prison anymore.

Otherwise, he would have to brainwash the Yongxiang Court inside and out.

Even the word for the image of brainwashing was invented by this guy, and you say it's hateful or hateful.

"Han Han Yin exploded, exploded"

Su Yu ran to the cell out of breath, and just wanted to rush over and pick up Han Yin Meng, but was pulled by the arms of two female jailers.

"It's amazing, how did you do it? Now Chang'an has gone crazy, and the three big spiritual power printing factories are not enough to print with all their might!

The Sun has beaten the other five newspapers to the ground!"

Cut, what my brother wants is for those scum scum to kneel in front of my brother and sing conquest, and now where are I going.

Referees, spectators, players, and sponsors are all brothers' people, how can those uninformed turtles fight with brothers?

Han Yin thought with a pause.

Su Yu has grown so big, he really has never experienced such a highlight moment. But Han Daguan, who has experienced the media bombardment and chicken soup empowerment in his previous life, is now immune to all poisons and unfazed.

"It's just a newspaper that doesn't need money, and you can do it by changing a pig to do it, there's nothing to be proud of. ”

Han Yin raised his head and said arrogantly.

Cut, you just pretend.

Su Yu was in a good mood and didn't bother to bother with him. The name of Nothing has spread all over the streets and alleys, but unfortunately no one knows who this guy is, Su Yu finally realized the bitterness of Jinyi's night walk.

"I saw that there is no number under each newspaper, take one back today, the inaugural issue, the number is 2, enough for you to be proud at home for a while. ”

And the newspaper with the first issue printed 1 was already delivered to Yao Jia yesterday.

Hearing Han Yin's words, Su Yu was stunned for a while, and then the corners of his eyes moistened, and he nodded slightly.

The woman of the Twelve Swords of Chongming came out to be a reporter, and the pressure she received can be imagined. On weekdays, I don't care, it's all pretended.

"Thank you, I haven't been home in a long time. ”

Su Yu said with some emotion.

Oh, I didn't think you were stubborn enough.

Han Yin didn't want to follow this ink, so he waved her hand directly and let her go.

"Life without opponents is really lonely as snow. It seems that in the future, the only thing left is to sleep with Yao Jia and have a baby. ”

He looked up at the dazzling sunlight shining on the lake outside the window (Yongxiang Yeting is located in the center of the island of the artificial lake Xuanwu Lake), and the thing that came to his mind was the mysterious symbol of the Heavenly Existence Organization.

These guys seem to be like poisonous snakes hiding in the shadows, not knowing when they will bite in the deadliest places. Relatively speaking, Wan Xianmeng is like an old elephant, even if he pulls out the mountain, his reaction speed is too slow and he can't eat the ancients, and there is no possibility of hurting himself at all.

"Oh, by the way, Dean Ye Hong wants me to give this to you. ”

Su Yu, who had already left, hurriedly returned and handed a special yellow spirit rune to Han Yin.

"Enter the spiritual power, and you can see the rest by yourself, but look at the time, it is estimated that it will notify you to participate in the freshman test. If you fail the exam or don't take the exam, you may be expelled from school. ”

Su Yu winked playfully at Han Yin, then turned around and left.

How many crazy things did this bastard Li Xinghe make! Exams or something, the most annoying! Especially at this juncture.

Han Yin scolded Li Xinghe, the "senior", in his heart, even if he disappeared, he would dig such a big pit for himself a hundred years later.

Sure enough, what was stored in the rune was an image, and when it was put once, it disappeared as the rune was ashed. In this video, Ye Hong, who was meticulously dressed, informed Han Yin with an expressionless face that if he did not participate in the freshman quiz or not

If you pass, you will be expelled from the college!

Han Yin looked at the iron railing on the prison window, then at the iron railing on the cell door, and sighed helplessly!

Even if he can do whatever he wants in the Yongxiang Court, however, not being able to get out of this prison is Li Zhaoqing's bottom line.

Even if you're a top student, you have to at least go out for the exam, right?

Now that I'm in prison, do I want to take the assessment in the air? The concubine really can't do it!

At this moment, Han Yin's heart was desperate, even if he beat those newspaper giants in Chang'an today, he was still pressed to the ground by Ye Hong and rubbed fiercely.

Han Yin was not alone in feeling hopeless.

At noon, the sun is scorching.

Outside the palace gate of Daming Palace, Ding Ming, the head of the Chongming Twelve Swordsmen Ding family, Cao Mang, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Dashi, the uncle of the sixth prince Li Chenglin, Fan Yuan, the Marquis of Yixin, and Li Zhaozhi, the half-brother of Emperor Li Zhaoqing, stood in a neat row.

On weekdays, these people don't get along with each other, and they don't even like each other, but at this moment, they all come to the outside of the palace, and what they want to do is actually self-evident.

In one morning, not a single newspaper was sold, and the newsstand quickly reported to the newspaper office, and the Sun newspaper's wreaking havoc in Chang'an was soon known to the backstage bosses of these five newspapers.

Especially Zhang Dashi, who is in charge of the Imperial Times, has the intention of killing Zhu Nai at this moment!

Although the Sun Bao is vulgar, it can't stand it for free! Moreover, Chang'an is the majority of commoners and low-ranking aristocrats after all, and the Sun Daily's vulgar style, rich content, exaggerated titles, and appalling stories that I don't know whether they are true or false cannot be put down as long as we hold them in our hands!

It's so good-looking, there is wood?

The Sun is like a young girl walking on the street, showing her legs and navel, with a bewitching figure and a beautiful face.

And the newspapers of the five newspapers are like those shriveled and senile women, who give money and pretend to be shy to play tai chi.

The two are contrasted, and the judgment is made!

Moreover, the people of Chang'an generally do not have the habit of buying a lot of newspapers, and after reading the "Sun," they have no interest in buying other newspapers; after all, it costs money! Isn't it good to buy some snacks on the street with this little money? The kind of lollipops that Yao Jia often eats tastes very good.

"Your Majesty is ill today, and those who forcibly break into the Daming Palace will be punished for plotting rebellion, and they will be killed on the spot and raze the whole family!"

The old eunuch read out the holy decree with an expressionless face, and then retreated, leaving only the messy five people at the door.

Why does this limelight feel a little wrong?

It has been nearly a hundred years since the five major newspapers of the Tang Kingdom stood side by side, why would His Majesty openly protect a newly emerged outlier?

"Actually, I received a warning from the imperial brother yesterday, but I still want to try my luck today, but I didn't expect it to be ...... No, I can't. ”

Uncle Li Zhaozhi bowed his hand to everyone and said goodbye, to be honest, he only came today to avoid arousing the suspicion of other families, thinking that the Sun Daily was his "trumpet". When Li Zhaoqing's holy decree said that it was to raze the whole family instead of the whole clan, Li Zhaozhi knew that his extraordinary imperial brother was serious, and even his half-brother would be killed in a hurry.

After Li Zhaozhi left, Cao Mang, the short and fair-skinned left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, said quietly: "There is a small wine shop on Chang'an West Street called Years of Worry-free, and the turbid wine in it tastes quite unique. How about a few of you, why don't you meet by chance and go for a drink?"

"Okay, okay, then let's go together?"

The remaining four people walked towards the west of the city together with a tacit understanding......