Half an hour later, Liu Qingmei finished reading all the manuscripts. Looking at the manuscript in his hand, and then at Zhu Xiaoqi, who was sitting by the window with his eyes closed, the chief reporter of "Tianlong Times" in Haiyue City felt like he was in an illusory and absurd dream.

In the peaceful era of singing and dancing, in the remote frontier of the empire, a group of veterans who were once nailed to the pillar of historical shame and deeply spurned by the world, a group of bandits who occupied the mountains and were willing to degenerate, were quietly engaged in a battle related to the safety of the empire. Will anyone believe such nonsense?

Liu Qingmei believed it.

A good journalist needs to sift through a large number of news clues every day, like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the real and newsworthy information and then carry out relevant reports. Years of experience have not only given her a keen sense of smell, but also a pair of sharp eyes to eliminate the false and retain the true. What kind of words are made up, what kind of words are true, as long as she walks around under her eyes, she can distinguish clearly.

No one can come up with such a perfect story of intrigue and war from their own fantasies.

Liu Qingmei felt her heart be instantly struck by a strong emotion. She was amazed to find that she had never come so close to the dream that had always been rooted in her heart as she was today—to awaken the sleeping souls of the people of the country with the pen in her hand, to awaken the blood in the hearts of the youth, and to awaken the yearning for strength and dignity of the country.

News has no country, it can easily put on wings and fly over thousands of mountains and rivers to spread all over the continent. But the reporter has her own motherland, and even though her ability can allow her to live a leisurely and prosperous life all over the world, her heart is inseparable from this land that gave birth to her.

"Sister Qingmei, will he deliberately make such manuscripts and make himself a hero because he is afraid that you will expose his ugly deeds?" Bai Xiaosheng was suspicious of the content of the manuscript, and peeked at Zhu Xiaoqi and whispered in her ear.

"Xiaobai, you touch your chest and ask, do you believe this?" Liu Qingmei turned his head to look at him and smiled bitterly, "What the profession of journalist needs most is a conscience that will not be extinguished under any circumstances. If you erase the sacrifice and dedication made by the heroic group of Qingshan Wanderers for the country because of your prejudice against him, can you feel at ease?"

Liu Qingmei's words made Bai Xiaosheng fall silent in embarrassment. Although in the eyes of the media people in Haiyue City, he is just a green leaf beside the radiant Liu Qingmei, but in the journalist industry, he is one of the best in a hundred, otherwise he would never have been selected as Liu Qingmei's partner. In the past two years, they have established an amazing tacit understanding between them, which is based on their similar way of thinking and the same unique vision of looking at problems.

"It's not your fault, in fact, I can't accept it myself. Liu Qingmei seemed to realize that his words were heavy, and sighed lightly.

"Can't accept anything?" someone suddenly opened his eyes, looked at her and asked with a smirk, "Can't accept the wicked, bandits, and shameless villains in your eyes, and suddenly become a hero who worries about the country and the people?" Or can't you accept that a little ensign wants to take a group of bandits to fight with that handsome guy in the Rising Sun Empire?"

"I'm sorry, second lieutenant, but my affection for you ends at the end of the new training in Nishiyama. Liu looked up at him with light eyebrows and said coldly, "So please forgive me for not being able to connect you with the heroes who worry about the country and the people." However, I don't doubt your ability to harness the Spirit of the Mountains. ”

If you scold Lao Tzu for being a bandit, you should scold him directly, why bother going around in circles? If you are educated, don't be so showy, right? Zhu Xiaoqi rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"I don't want to be a hero, because heroes are usually short-lived. Everyone is dead, and the honor behind him is used for birds!" Zhu Xiaoqi smiled indifferently, "If I can live well, I would rather be a 10,000-year-old king." ”

"Ten Thousand Years King Eight?" Liu Qingmei couldn't help but smile dumbly, a pair of beautiful eyes dripping around his body, "Since you have such lofty ideals, why do you want to provoke Meng Yi's evil star? ”

"In the Heavenly Dragon Empire, I don't know how many people are like you, they are frightened by his name, but forget that he is just a young man in his twenties!" Zhu Xiaoqi sighed lightly, "I am afraid of war without fighting, and I don't even have the courage to show my sword in front of a strong enemy, is there any hope for such a country?"

Liu Qingmei choked on his words.

After a short period of distraction, her gaze at Zhu Xiaoqi became a little different. The idol that had collapsed in front of her seemed to stand up tremblingly at this moment, which surprised her. And the sentence that pierced her heart brought her a strong shock.

She suddenly remembered the night banquet where celebrities and nobles in the imperial capital gathered, and clearly recalled the so-called celebrities and nobles and military leaders in Shanghai Yuecheng at the banquet, and the ridiculous appearance of Meng Yi's tiger and the envy and despair hidden in their eyes. Without a fight, Zhu Xiaoqi broke through the predicament of the empire today.

Li Mubai died, and Tianlong broke not only a sharp spear, but also the backbone of the country. Therefore, today, Meng Yi, who has subdued the rise of the Wind Spirit Clan's might, will make people feel frightened! And looking at the entire Tianlong Military Circle, except for Xiao Wanli, who is getting older and older, who else can have the courage to straighten his back and face this enemy?

In such a predicament, in a remote border town, a small man stood up and walked on the battlefield with Meng Yi with his head held high. You can say that he is not self-sufficient, you can say that he is self-defeating, you can call him stupid and stupid and stupid and scold him for having little roots, but you must admire his courage, you must praise his blood, you must respect his choice, because there are some qualities that he has in him that are what this country collectively lacks. And this is also the seed that Liu Qingmei is looking for to reunite the soul of the nation and the soul of the army, and she is obliged to use her pen to sow this seed into the vast land of Tianlong.

"This matter is very important, I can leave here to write a report for the time being, regardless of the ugly things you did in the inn. Liu raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "However, I hope that you can prove to me the truth of the Rising Sun's conspiracy, and then tell me about your plan." You should know that once these manuscripts are published, the conspiracy of the Rising Sun will be revealed to the world, which will not only cause a fierce diplomatic conflict between the Heavenly Dragon and the Rising Sun, but also provoke a storm in the Western Continent. At that time, the military conflict on the border will turn into a political contest between the major powers, and the situation will become very complicated and unpredictable. ”

Although she bitterly stated the stakes, Zhu Xiaoqi seemed very calm.

"That's exactly what I want, and the more complicated the situation, the better. Balance is the cornerstone of peace on the mainland, and if the rising sun wants to break this balance, many people may not agree. Put the matter on the surface, and the conspiracy will lose its due effect, and Meng Yi will have to get out of the north. ”

"So, can we sit down and discuss what to do with these manuscripts now?" asked Liu Qingmei.

"Good. Zhu Xiaoqi nodded and motioned for the two team members to leave.

"This person is too timid, what we have to do is too scary, do you want him to avoid it first?" Zhu Xiaoqi walked to the table, stared at Bai Xiaosheng and asked Liu Qingmei.

"When you go to war, will you leave your closest comrades-in-arms behind?" asked Liu Qingmei.

Zhu Xiaoqi shook his head.

"It is a silent battle to sway public opinion and manipulate public opinion. On this battlefield, Xiaobai is a brave general. Liu smiled lightly.

Her praise immediately revived Bai Xiaosheng with full blood.

"Well, depending on you. Looking at Xiaobai, who was eager to try, Zhu Xiaoqi shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

On March 12, on a sunny afternoon, Zhu Xiaoqi and Liu Qingmei approached each other for the first time and took the first step to understand each other. Liu Qingmei not only heard a brand-new term from Zhu Xiaoqi's mouth - "public opinion warfare", but was also deeply impressed by his whimsical theory, and thus embarked on the road of defending the sovereignty and dignity of the Tianlong Empire with the pen in her hand. As for Zhu Xiaoqi, for the first time in his life, he met a confidant who could understand his thoughts and guess what he planned to do in an instant. What's more, this intelligent woman can use a wonderful pen to turn many crooked theories into truth, turn many shady actions into high-sounding feats, and make a lewd fat man grow into a beloved heroic general.

"Sister Qingmei, I finally understand why you asked me to collect his information. After Zhu Xiaoqi left, Bai Xiaosheng looked at the door and let out a long sigh, "Every time I see him, he seems to have changed as if he was reborn." I'm really looking forward to what other amazing things this person can do!"

"Who can predict what the future holds?" Liu sighed lightly, "but there is one thing right now, and he can impress you." ”

"What's the matter?"

"On the battlefield against Meng Yi, he will definitely be able to come back alive!" Liu Qingmei said with a firm expression, "No matter whether he wins or loses, he will become the most dazzling new star in the Tianlong military world! At the same time, he will also be remembered by the Tianlong military history as the first soldier with the courage and courage to attack Meng Yi, the famous general of the Rising Sun." ”

Bai Xiaosheng noticed that Liu Qingmei's eyes were shining when he said this. His mood suddenly became gloomy, because Zhu Xiaoqi's light illuminated Liu Qingmei's world. However, he must admit that he does not have Zhu Xiaoqi's courage, Zhu Xiaoqi's wisdom, nor Zhu Xiaoqi's courage, nor Zhu Xiaoqi's evil temperament that seduces women.

Perhaps only such a person is worthy of the goddess in my heart. A voice sounded in his heart, making him feel a little comforted. Sometimes, the word love is so simple, the meaning is just to wait, to look forward to her happiness.

"Not for fame, not for profit, just because others ploughed his one-third of an acre, and then worked hard. It seems that the Chengnan Bloody Case is not accidental, but this time, who can save him?" Bai Xiaosheng said with a wry smile.

"Himself. Liu frowned lightly and said softly, "I have carefully studied all the details of the Nancheng Bloody Case and found something very interesting. ”

"What's that?"

"I can't tell you for a while. I can only tell you that he is not a brave man. A 10,000-year-old king, how can he not leave a way back for himself?" Liu smiled lightly.

That beautiful smile made Bai Xiaosheng's heart sour. He knew that the smile was from the heart, and the door of Liu Qingmei's heart had already been opened for someone.

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