These people walked to the front of the crowd, frowned, and their faces were a little unpleasant, but they didn't say much, but picked ten people and brought them into the office building.

Bernie was at the back of the crowd, and the men didn't notice him, so let's see what was going on with the ten men being brought in.

The group of bards began to talk again, speculating about what would happen next.

It didn't take long, and in just half an hour, the ten people walked out. Eight of them were elated, and the other two were dejected.

So everyone surrounded the ten people who came out and asked them what had happened after they went in.

"Haha, I've been accepted! I finally have a stable job, you guys go quickly, it's nothing, just read it on a piece of paper, as long as you don't look too ugly like these two dudes, it's fine!" said a tall, thin bard.

The two eliminated bards were already a little sluggish, and when they heard the tall and thin man say this, their heads were lowered.

Bernie saw that it was indeed as the tall and thin man said, these two old men were really good-looking, and it was estimated that they would not make much money as bards.

It's just a matter of taking a piece of paper and reading it, and the bard makes money by telling stories with his mouth, and of course his mouth is sharp, so everyone is relieved.

"Okay, I'm going to report, you can choose ten people to go in, don't worry, it's not difficult!" the tall and thin man happily turned around and entered another building of the Ministry of Culture, where a group of bards were left to blame each other.

The thin and tall man said it simply, but this matter is related to whether there is a stable food for the rest of his life, and none of these people are willing to go in immediately, and they all want to wait and see later.

Bernie doesn't care too much, because they are all acquaintances, although he hasn't been to the Ministry of Culture for half a year, but the original relationship is still there, and it shouldn't be too difficult for himself.

So he was the first to walk out of the crowd and go straight into the office building.

"Brother, why are you here!" was a friend of Bernie's former who was in charge of guiding the way in the office building, and was surprised and delighted to see Bernie coming.

"Hey, Alvin, long time no see!" Bernie hugged him softly.

"You're also here for the 'propagandist' exam?" Alvin asked excitedly after letting go of Bernie.

"Yes, Doris informed me last night that I must come and sign up this morning!" Bernie didn't hide it, and said it directly.

"Yo, Doris told you herself, I really envy you. Alvin said with a look of envy.

The Ministry of Culture has a small number of people, only a few hundred people in total, and there is no comparison with the Ministry of Industry, and the current number of people in the Ministry of Industry is almost 50,000.

So almost everyone knows about Bernie and Doris, after all, it's been so many years.

"Come inside, Mr. Stewart is inside. It's been a long time since you've seen each other. ”

"yes, I haven't seen my teacher in almost half a year. "Bernie must be Mr. Stuart, and he was relieved at once.

Steward is Abba's old subordinate, who grew up watching Bernie, who came to work in the Ministry of Culture after graduation and worked under Mr. Steward.

"Hello teacher!" Bernie entered the room, and sure enough, he saw Mr. Stuart sitting on a chair, and next to him sat two other teachers, both very familiar.

"Hehe, Bernie, you kid didn't stay at home when he went back, and he went to be a bard?"

"Teacher, I'm idle, I'm idle, and I owe so much gold, of course I'm going to make money. Bernie didn't blush either, and said it very blandly.

"Okay, we'll talk when you come back, there are still so many people outside, let's speed up. With that, Stewart handed Bernie a piece of paper.

Bernie saw that it was the same one that Doris showed him yesterday.

He has a good memory, and he is very interested in the newspaper, and he has read it several times, and he can almost memorize the whole newspaper.

"Just find a paragraph and read it to us. Stewart said unhurriedly.

"Good!"

Since it was an assessment, Bernie was no longer polite, and directly chose the paragraph he was most interested in and read it out.

"Artillery - another weapon of human beings in addition to the noble magician, developed by the Imperial Academy of Sciences, after half a year of training, the garrison of the First Army of our empire has been installed on a large scale, under the full casting of the Ministry of Industry, more than 2,000 have been cast, and a cannonball will go down ......."

Although I have never seen what the cannon looks like, this text describes the new weapon of the cannon in great detail, which makes Bernie fascinated.

At first, I still read the newspaper, but later, I got a little forgetful, threw the newspaper aside, and began to recite it directly.

"Alright, alright!" Seeing that Bernie was enjoying his recitation, Steward quickly interrupted him.

If it were a good idea, Bernie's voice was very good, and it was a pleasure to listen to him recite the newspaper, but now that Stewart still had a task to do, and so many bards were waiting outside, he didn't have time to listen to him memorize at length.

"Yes, teacher. Bernie also felt that the occasion was wrong and stopped reciting.

"Bernie, now give you two options. ”

"Teacher, I listen to you. Bernie's eyes lit up.

"The first option, like them, is to take a newspaper and become a propagandist, going to various propaganda points every day, well...... Read the newspaper. ”

There must be a first, there must be a second, Bernie didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"Second, I also entered the propaganda department, but I still work here in the Ministry of Culture, and I can do whatever you want, and I belong to the internal staff. ”

It sounds like a lot of harshness, but Bernie knows that this must be Mr. Stewart's help, because it will stay with him, although it is the propaganda department, but after all, it is also under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Culture.

"Teacher, I'll do whatever you tell me to do!" Bernie replied without even thinking about it.

"Well, that's good. Stewards nodded in satisfaction.

"Then now you go and arrange for those bards to come in with Alvin!"

"Good!" Bernie agreed, pushing the door open and walking out.

"How?" asked Alvin, not nervous at all.

"Hehe, the teacher asked me to arrange people with you. "Bernie is happy now, although he doesn't work in the Ministry of Culture, but he doesn't work in the Ministry of Culture as much as he does in the Ministry. It's all old acquaintances.

"I knew that the teacher wouldn't treat you badly!" Alvin was also happy.

After Bernie came in, two more bards came in to wait for the examination, and when they saw Bernie coming out, they all came to inquire about the situation.

"How's it going, brother?" asked a wide-eyed man in his thirties.

"Go ahead, no problem. In the front room, I'll lead you there. ”

"Thank you so much brother. The big-eyed man looked grateful, looking at Bernie much more pleasing to the eye.

"Bernie, you go out and call a few more people in, why are they all so grinding. ”

"Okay, I'll leave it to me!" Burnie excitedly ran out again, organizing the bards to go in in order.

"Big brother, how is it? Have you passed the exam?" asked a twenty-two or three-year-old young man. Bookstore.com

"Don't worry, it's very simple, as long as you speak fluently, you'll be fine!"

"Well, hey, why didn't you go over there?"

"Hehe, I'm here to arrange for you to go in for the assessment. ”

"Huh?"

......

Bernie is back in the Ministry of Culture, not in the old building, but not far away.

A total of about 100 bards signed up for the assessment, and more than 90 were admitted, and the remaining ones looked really a little sorry, and under various pleas, they did not let them leave, but also recruited. It's just that I'm going to let them do some behind-the-scenes work.

This propaganda department was eventually designated as a department-level department, and since then, it has belonged to the propaganda department under the Ministry of Culture, and because it is newly established, most of the managers are old people from the original Ministry of Culture.

The Propaganda Department, which recruited more than 100 people, directly accounted for a quarter of the personnel of the Ministry of Culture, and in order to let public opinion dissipate the rumors as soon as possible, Gülen gave them a lot of gold coins as funds, so it was not a big deal to recruit a few more people.

The first day of the establishment of the Propaganda Department passed in a lively exchange of acquaintances, and the minstrel became very interested in the content of the newspaper, but unfortunately even the Ministry of Culture received very few newspapers, so the bards simply took turns to read aloud.

This is also the work they need to do in the future, and now it can be regarded as a trial job.

Early the next morning, the Propaganda Department sent people directly to the printing house to pick up the newspaper, because only 2,000 copies were printed yesterday, and Brandy did not expect the newspaper to be so popular, so he printed 2,000 copies of the first issue of the newspaper, and 5,000 copies of the second issue.

Now there is a surplus, and each "propagandist" gets a newspaper, but today they mainly go to the various propaganda points to read each one, which is yesterday's newspaper, so the next day they will have to wait until they come back to familiarize themselves with it.

Bernie is now a member of the internal staff and does not need to go out to be a bard, and when he finished reading today's new issue of the newspaper and was feeling emotional, Mr. Stewart found him.

"Bernie, quick, follow me. Steward's face was excited.

"What's the matter? ”

"Good thing, don't forget to tell the minister when the time comes, I gave you this opportunity!"

"What's a good thing?" said Bernie, who was dragged out by Stewart, who was in his fifties, before he could figure it out.

Bernie, the building of the Propaganda Division, was unfamiliar with it, and he didn't know where Stewart had dragged him, and he walked around until he reached an ashram in the innermost room.

It is called a quiet room because it is in the innermost room of the building, but it is not quiet now, and many people are installing and debugging equipment here.

Bernie had studied at Oskaia University, and he had some knowledge, and when he looked at the equipment, he knew that it was an expensive magic device that he couldn't afford even when Abba was alive.

"Come on, Bernie, come here. Stewards entered the ashram and beckoned Bernie to go inside.

"Mr. Barry, this is the recorder I found, his name is Bernie!" Stewart said politely to the young man in front of him, who was about Bernie's age.

"Bernie? yes, I see. Seeing that Bernie was holding today's newspaper in his hand, Senior Barry said, "Come, read a paragraph, let me listen to it." ”

"Good!" Bernie was not stage frightened, he was a bard, of course he was not afraid to read in front of people, and he knew that his voice was really good.

......

"Yes, yes, the sound is rich, it's the best sound for recording, just him, come, come in with me." ”

Bernie's voice was indeed very good, and Senior Barry was very satisfied, and led him to the inside of the house.

At this time, the large magic devices were placed, and then the dense connection cables were being installed.

Bernie didn't know what he was going to do, but he thought it was mysterious.

"Donald, Joe, how long will it take to install it?"

"Right now, Lord Barry, just wait a minute, just plug the microphone on. ”

"Okay, don't worry, take your time, don't make a mistake!"

After about ten minutes, researchers from several scientific academies finally connected all the lines.

This small house is not large, at most more than 30 square meters, and it seems very cramped when there are five or six people standing just now, and after those researchers install it and go out, it is no longer so crowded.

"Come, you sit here. Senior Barry pointed to the plush chair in the middle and said to Bernie.

"No, no, Lord Barry, I don't dare, you should sit in the main seat. Bernie hurriedly excused himself, and the seat looked like it was supposed to be the highest-ranking person in the room.

"Hahaha, that's where you work, don't you let me sit down and read the newspaper?"

"Oh......" As soon as he heard that it was the place of work, Bernie was no longer polite.

The plush chairs are soft and comfortable to sit on, and in front of them is a work desk with five microphones.

Bernie didn't know what it was, and didn't dare ask, just waiting for Barry's orders.

I saw Barry adjust the magic devices from east to west, and after a while he said to Bernie, "Give you this newspaper, come, read a paragraph to me, in the best tone, in the best state, understand?"

"Yes, I'll be serious. Bernie gritted his teeth, knowing that this was the real test.

"More than 10,700 barracks have been built on the battlefield of Dukmahon, and every ten soldiers live together, and they have to carry out hard drills every day......"

"Stop, stop!"

Bernie had just finished a few sentences before Senior Barry called him to stop.

"What's wrong?" Bernie asked, apprehensive. 、

"You have a good voice and a good state, the only thing is that you speak a little faster. ”

"No problem. Bernie was relieved when he heard that it was just a matter of speed of speech. Since he hadn't been instructed beforehand, it wasn't a big deal.

"You see, this newspaper is almost 7,000 words, and you need to read it all in an hour and twenty minutes, and you can grasp how fast you can do it. ”

Seven thousand words for an hour and twenty minutes, almost two words a second, this speed is not too fast, nor too slow. Very well mastered.

"Okay, so I'll start reading now?" Bernie asked.

"Read it, let's get started. ”

......

Bernie read the paragraph again, and this time Senior Barry was very satisfied.

"Now I'll give you your own voice. As he spoke, Barry reinstalled the discs on the five gramophones next to him.

There is no way, the Academy of Sciences has not yet developed the ripping function of the discs, and the Ministry of Industry has provided five propaganda vehicles, each of which is equipped with a loudspeaker, so that five identical discs are needed.

In the end, I had to think of a stupid solution, which was to send five gramophones directly to the propaganda department, place five microphones on the workbench, and record five discs at the same time.