Chapter 288: era

In the eyes of most outsiders, Xue Mu is really a reporter and restaurant owner, or a book writer.
Other aspects of him are too bright, so bright that people almost forget his magic door attributes.
During Xue Mu and Zhu Chenyao's warm night, almost the entire Luzhou City was producing a live daily report for him sleepless night.
This is not ordinary storytelling, nor is it an introduction to events like rookie scores. The model is so novel, it's almost the same as watching the game in it, everything is complete. Not only that, there are interviews with the parties, various mental journeys, why they made the choices at the time, what are their satisfactions, and where they have regretted. Coupled with the judge's comments and analysis, it is corroborated with the party's statement, and it is as if the reality is restored, and it is really immersive and full of substitution.
People used to want to know similar things, and they all listened to people themselves. How many of them could they hear? Can anyone confirm if they are bragging? After word of mouth, how much truthfulness is left? There is nothing left to talk about after a meal, and it is hard to tell the truth. And this time is the most reliable guarantee of credibility of the official organizer. It restores every detail to you completely. I haven't been hit by such a model. I really don't know what it means to be intoxicated.
What was even more shocking was the participants. After reading this thing, there was a feeling of going back in time. The details of the places that were missed by oneself were revealed. After confirming the opinions of others, they were even more rewarding.
They also confirmed that they had indeed written what they said in the original, without deleting or subtracting them, and without distortion. That is to say, some unrelated content was not sent out, and some of them were included in the fourth part of the highlights. Others laughed and laughed when they watched it. They also shook their heads and laughed when they watched it. Don't have fun.
Due to space limitations, most of the interviewees did not even publish a single word of what they said, and they were mainly published by people like Chu Tianming. Many of the contestants actually felt disappointed. They were originally afraid that the reporter girls would distort their remarks. This time they wanted to tell the reporter girls if it would be okay to publish my words. People also want to report it...
After the attitudes of the contestants were confirmed, people were even crazier. One can imagine what kind of atmosphere Luzhou was in this night.
Wanzangshufang is regarded as the leading bookstore in Luzhou. Its printing capacity is very strong, but it still cannot meet the needs of the people of Luzhou. A copy of the publication was printed out, and it was bought instantly, and then rushed to circulate it. Many people tried to get a sneak peek Fought.
I watched today's and wanted to see tomorrow's. I don't know how many people toss and turn this night and suffer from insomnia.
In particular, tomorrow's will be more important, because the second stage of the Sumeru is over, and from now on is the most important competition.
The arena is divided into several arenas, and spectators are allowed to watch. But most people can't get admission tickets. Who doesn't care about the most important tournament in this world?
This time it's good, there is also a live daily report, which can make up for people's expectations.
Even viewers who can go to watch the scene will not miss the daily newspaper, because the daily newspaper will have some details that they can't see on the spot, and there will be comments by famous artists such as Yuan Zhong Ye Guan Shui Sha Qianli, which is tantamount to A hard-to-find reference guidebook. We must know that it is difficult for ordinary people to even see these big people, and one sentence that is inspired casually may be inexhaustible for life.
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Zhu Chenyao arrived in the sub-competition area and sat on the rostrum in the midst of the voices full of discussions about daily newspapers. Nearly a thousand warriors who passed the Xumi realm re-election were divided into nine divisions to play the first round of elimination. Zhu Chenyao was drawn to the third division, which is the head of the division.
Standing high on the stage, facing people's awe and admiration, Zhu Chenyao responded with a wave of flattery with the sages and young men nearby, but his eyes were a little tranced.
Suddenly, she felt that the scenery that she enjoyed the most in the past seemed to be of little interest...Compared with Xue Mu, who just picked up the situation at hand, it was ridiculously naive.
Xue Mu was drawn to the ninth division and was probably the only referee who basically couldn't understand the details of the arena competition, but no one dared to despise him at all. Yuan Zhong also specially matched him with an old monk who entered the summit. Be an assistant.
Zhu Chenyao knows that it is also high on the rostrum and can also decide everything in the division, but Xue Mu's mind is impossible to put in this power and scenery like her, and it is impossible to put the martial arts on the arena like Mu Jianli. In the observation. Maybe he has already lost all power to his assistant old monk, maybe it's more fun for him to go home and tease his daughter.
This is the biggest difference between him and others. It is as if he is not a person in this world, and his thinking angle is completely different.
Zhu Chenyao's gaze fell on the edge of the field, where there was a small demon girl with a reporter's card, and grinningly stopped the players entering the field, asking them to express some thoughts or outlook on their ranking. It looks more standardized and more targeted, and I don't know if Xue Mu had confessed to them before he came out.
The attitudes of the warriors interviewed have also become more relaxed, and some have a sense of anticipation, chatting and laughing with the reporter girls. Yesterday’s daily newspaper gave them a bottom line. They seemed to have considered what they should answer, and they were no longer as stunned as they were when they were interviewed for the first time.
When all habits become natural, it means that the journalist profession is gradually taking shape.
The leading reporter was Xue Mu's guard Li Xiaorui. In addition to the reporter's card, her neck also showed a touch of white gold chain brilliance. Zhu Chenyao looked at it, her eyes more and more trance.
She always felt that she was participating in the great changes of the era created by Xue Mu.
"Wish girl." Someone greeted him, and Zhu Chenyao turned his head, but it was the monk of Wujiao Temple who was in charge of the order of the stadium, saluting her: "The hour is almost here, can we start?"
Zhu Chenyao drove away the chaotic emotions in her heart, nodded and announced: "The world's first round of fighting is eliminated, and the official start."
"Bang!" The nine preliminaries in the nine directions of Luzhou City put up fireworks almost at the same time, and the sky was bright.
In Zhu Chenyao's eyes, it seemed to symbolize the beginning of the era.
"Huh? It turns out there are fireworks here? See you for the first time." Xue Mu looked up at the sky, very interested.
"My son, you are sometimes so ignorant that people don't know what to say. How come Zhan Puppets have no fireworks." Zhuo Qingqing stared at him irritably: "Go, the guests are waiting for you."
Xue Mu was indeed not in the arena at this time, on the way back to Tianxianglou. But he did not go to tease his daughter, but Zhuo Qingqing went to the stadium to find him, and reported a message: "The Long Xiaozhao who was sent overseas by the son had arrived in Luzhou and asked to see the son. It's settled."