Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Chapter 1481: memory

"Zhou, don't worry, when I return to my country, I will tell the world about their atrocities. I...all the insults we received will be brought back." The blonde female reporter recalled being searched by a female official. The scene is still difficult to relieve.

Not to mention that the whole body’s clothes were removed, and there were people who checked the entrainment in the body. The blond female reporter was extremely angry about this-I didn’t dare to do a colonoscopy during the physical examination. You want to find the film from there?

In contrast, how free the United States is. In addition to strict customs inspections, domestic flight inspections are very relaxed, so that there will be no endless search of luggage by police or security personnel, and no one will be guarded like a enemy, reducing many unnecessary troubles. , Fully proved the national quality level.

The blonde female reporter was full of anger, just waiting to be sent back to China.

She shook reporter Zhou's hand and said, "You have to take care of yourself and wait for me to come back. You Chinese don't have a saying, you must bear the responsibility if you suffer the insult, and move on."

"Patience and humiliation." Reporter Zhou translated for her, also cheering for herself.

"Yes, benevolence is like serving you." The blonde female reporter bit her tongue and read it again, consciously satisfied, and said: "Zhou, please do this and stick to it. In addition, I will let the newspaper send an invitation letter and wait for you. After handling the domestic affairs, you come to the United States and work as a reporter in the United States. It is a completely different feeling. You can say what you want to say, scold the person you want to scold, and express your opinions on national and international affairs. Play to your strengths."

Reporter Zhou was full of yearning, but regretfully said: "I am in the United States, I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to be a reporter. Lisi, you are really happy to be in the United States."

Lisi showed a regretful expression and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, just can't be a reporter, I can also help you find other jobs. You only need to learn English now."

"Yes, I want to study English well. It just happened that the unit didn't arrange a job for me, so I will use this time to study." Reporter Zhou finally cheered up and waved goodbye to Lisi.

Lisi once again squeezed reporter Zhou's hand, her big rough hand reminded her of the Jamaican sugarcane farmers she had interviewed.

"Zhou, wait for me." Lisi said solemnly again: "I will return with justice."

Reporter Zhou nodded heavily, and finally looked at Lisi's distant back before murmured: "You are my only hope."

Political speculation is not cost-free. If you make a blockbuster big thing, it will naturally go straight ahead, otherwise it will be transferred to a leisurely position, or even deprived of bonuses and the future, as it is now.

Decades of hard work and squandering in one move has really made it difficult for reporter Zhou to follow.

However, if you can immigrate to the United States, it will be fine. When the time comes, you can be a reporter in the United States, even if you can't be a reporter for a while, you can still send letters to the newspapers, through Lisi, publish articles, innovate the society, and make the world a better place... …

The snow-white plane dashed towards the blue sky.

In the cabin, Lisi sighed softly, and she felt extremely relaxed.

She was still worried about whether she would be able to leave the country smoothly. At this time, she finally got on the plane, and it was a lot easier. Looking at the crew members who are also white, they were all kind.

"Hello, do you have the New York Times or Washington Post in the last few days?" Lis asked the stewardess softly.

"No." The stewardess glanced at Lisi, her tone of voice far from being polite.

In recent days, although Lisi has been guarded by others, she is used to the Chinese people's euphemistic and gentle way of speaking. She was bluntly rejected by the service staff, and she was taken aback for a while.

However, Liz laughed out of nowhere. This is the America she is used to. Everyone is equal and free...

Transfer to another train, transfer to another train.

After tossing for nearly three days, Lisi finally returned to the newspaper she was familiar with.

Colleagues from the newspaper held a small welcome ceremony for her, and they returned the Liriband to the civilized world with applause and champagne.

"Welcome back, Liz."

"Liss, you are also a member of our Prison Party." Some reporters who went to jail because of reports shouted their pride.

"Liss did a good job."

"War correspondent Lisi, oh!"

The whistle, the applause, as if the clapping that never stops, surrounds me eternally.

Lisi bowed to salute, flushed with excitement, and spoke to everyone’s praise: “Justice will not be absent, it is just late. The danger of cloning will be known to the world, and Yang Rui’s despicableness will also be known to the world. Everyone knows... Scientists are not outside the law. Scientists need to be responsible for their scientific research. People in later generations will fairly evaluate these crazy scientists and our work... Let us end cloning and purify the world. To purify civilization..."

With Lisi's speech, the surrounding area gradually became quiet.

Even the air seemed to freeze.

At first Lisi only assumed that everyone was attracted by her words, but the expressions of the people expressed the opposite meaning.

The editor who was familiar with him, already showing an awkward look, quietly shook his head at Lisi.

Liz stopped involuntarily.

"Okay, let's all go to work." The editor-in-chief stuck at this point when it was not a closing remark and announced the end of the celebration.

Lisi was stunned, and saw that everyone was eager to disperse, as if no one had heard her, her speech was not over yet.

Doing this to a hero does not conform to the ethics of the press.

"What happened?" Lisi is a reporter after all, sensitively aware that the situation is not right.

The acquaintance editor lowered his head and handed a newspaper to Lisi.

It's the newspaper of our company two days ago.

Lisi looked at the time first, and then looked down, and she saw the headline on the front page with a line written in huge bold capital: Yang Rui, the father of modern biology!

The domestic newspapers in the United States are used to exaggeration, and they call this father and that mother.

However, exaggeration has to be based, isn't it?

The enemy of the public cannot be praised, and criminals cannot be praised as the most basic media ethics. The bigger the newspaper, the more it obeys such unspoken rules.

Lisi hurriedly read the following article, not to mention what the father's modifiers were thrown away, the full text almost praised Yang Rui.

Praising his contribution in biology, Lisi can barely understand, and praising his academic thinking-this is the part that Lisi disagrees with. Since Yang Rui supports... it can no longer be said to be support, it should be said. Since Yang Rui has developed the cloning technology, his academic thoughts are very dangerous. Lisi does not need to have knowledge of biology to be able to make this judgment. Therefore, Lisi was quite unhappy when the article praised Yang Rui's academic thoughts.

It's like returning from the battlefield of the Iran-Iraq War with a painstaking effort. As a result, the newspapers are praising Iran and Iraq for their contribution to peace...

Liss resisted the nausea and continued to read the article, and she noticed the new subtitle in small print—The Moral Model of Modern Science...

"What the **** did you do!" Lisi was going crazy, she glared at the editor in front of her, and said viciously: "Do you know what Yang Rui did? He copied a sheep, he copied a life, do you understand? A simple life being copied, can such a person be a moral model? When did God's morality become so cheap."

"Liss." The editor yelled, accented: "Don't blame the messenger."

"You are Satan's messenger." Lisi's tone was better, and she asked: "What's the matter?"

"First of all, you have to know that we are not God's newspaper." The editor paused and started with "Second": "We are a capitalist newspaper, and we also follow the requirements of capital~lightnovelpub.net~ Articles on social trends."

"I've heard this argument. Last time, it was because of Toyota Motor? The guys from the Labor Union came to the door. Why, is there a Clone Union now? Or is it a major bio-industry coalition?" Liz said. more and more intense.

The editor stared at her for a while, until Lisi became calmer automatically, then said: "Pharmaceutical company, Lisi, do you know how strong the pharmaceutical company is?"

Of course Lis knew.

In the United States, large pharmaceutical companies can keep up with the government of Dazhou, and the lobbyists of pharmaceutical companies lobbied in Washington have influence beyond the pharmaceutical field.

"Has any pharmaceutical company stepped in? Which one?"

"Not which one, Lisi. Think about what cloned sheep can do? Do you know what they call Yang Rui?"

"I saw it, the father of modern biology."

"Yang Rui is the biology expert who has developed the most new drugs in recent years." The editor solemnly said: "He was not awarded the Nobel Peace Prize."

Lisi frowned: "Just for the money?"

"Also in order to meet the expectations of public opinion. Wait a moment." The editor took another newspaper over and handed it to Lisi, and said: "Look at this, it's an article published by Yang Rui."

"It's the headline again?" Seeing the cover of "Refuse to Cloning", Lisi felt strangely entangled for some reason.

The editor acquainted with him sighed, and said, "Don't mention Yang Rui anymore. Everyone now describes him as the pioneer of the 21st century. At least, you haven't seen him before the wind changes."

"I never saw him." Lisi's tone lost her initial firmness and indignation. She paused for a moment and then remembered Zhou in China. She calmly said: "I still have a friend, because of Yang Rui, maybe Persecuted..."