Die For Life

"Make it up by yourself."

Everyone in the conference room was exhausted by Leyu's words.

"But isn't it a fake?" Mu Qingmei couldn't help asking.

"What newspaper do you think you are in?" Le Yu asked rhetorically.

Everyone was speechless at once-yes, the newspapers run by the Jing family should not discredit and spread rumors. It's not bad to let them make up an answer. Thinking about it carefully, there is even an illusion that "this doesn't seem to be a bad thing."

"But how do we make up?" Someone asked: "We express our views based on the topic, and then fabricate a new identity for ourselves?"

"No, no, no." Le Yu said with a finger and said, "Speaking of it, you don't seem to know the reason why you were hired? Some of you are good at humanities, some are deep-minded, but some are straightforward and shallow in thinking... "

"But you have one thing in common: good imagination."

Le Yu suddenly pointed to a young editor: "For example, you, your current identity is a young man who wants to be a village chief, and your name is Naruto!"

"Oh." The young editor was taken aback.

"The reason you want to be the village chief is because you have died since you were a child. The villagers say that you are a lone star and hate you for being away from you. But you are not without friends. The village chief's grandfather also takes care of you very much. I often invite you to eat noodles."

"So you want to be the village chief, because you want the villagers to love and welcome yourself, and you want to be recognized by everyone."

"So, if you answer this question,'What are we looking for after all our lives?', what should be the central idea in your answer?"

The young editor thought for a moment, and then firmly said: "Recognition, trust, responsibility, fetters. I would feel that a person’s life is a process of contacting more people, having more companions, getting more praise, and leading everyone to a better life. A good life will make my life full of meaning."

"That's how it feels!" Leyu clapped vigorously, and everyone clapped their hands. "You have to substitute in the persona you have made up, compile the answer from the angle of the persona, you have to feel your life experience, you have to hurt the spring and autumn, and you have to be different. , Only then will it have the meaning to be published."

"Is it that simple...?" Some female editors are not so confident about it.

"Trust me, it's simple, you will even fall in love with this feeling."

Leyu looked at the female editor and said:

"For example, you are a poor girl, and your father is seriously ill. In order to ask a medical officer to treat his father, you have to go to the Red Dream Market to sell your virgin body. On that night, a young master from a wealthy chamber of commerce Drunk and fell in love with you, he gave you a lot of money, so you rescued your father, intending to forget what happened that night. However, when you applied for the job, you found that you were in that young master’s When the Chamber of Commerce went to work, the young master also recognized you, but for some reason, he stayed with you, as if to tease you..."

"...That's it. After so many incidents, you secretly fell in love with each other. But at this time, the president of the Chamber of Commerce has ordered a marriage for the young master, and you suddenly find that you seem to be pregnant..."

The expression of the female editor kept changing with the words of joy, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes angry, and it was completely integrated into the story.

At this time Leyu slapped the table fiercely: "Look, do you feel it? Do you think you are the unfortunate girl? Do you think you have a lot of emotions and words that you want to vent?"

"Hmm!" The female editor nodded vigorously.

"Look, this is the mystery of human design." Leyu Tanshou said: "As long as you make up for yourself a bizarre, weather-beaten, and prosperous human design, you will better substitute in and write it out. The answer will be true...If someone doesn’t make up personal settings for themselves, they can come and find me. I have a lot of spare personal settings, you can use them as you like, what kind of “genius who has been retired”, “underworld with infinite power” "Princess', everything has it."

Leyu's words and deeds are refreshing everyone's understanding of the world in the meeting room—and this kind of operation! ?

"Each page publishes one topic, so there are three topics for 2~4 pages. I have already figured it out. They are "If tomorrow is the end of the world, what do you want to do" and "When will you suddenly feel like you have grown up?" "What is your most impressive sentence? Why?", I need ten people to compile the answers to these three topics, and I will assign tasks after the meeting."

While everyone is still recollecting the charm of these three topics, Leyu has already started the next topic: "Pages 5-8, I am going to set up a column of'wonderful interesting stories', in short, it is to publish some people who have never seen it before. News."

"But where is that kind of news going..." Someone suddenly woke up halfway through the question and closed his mouth.

Leyu glanced at him with relief.

What newspaper office do you think this is?

Of course I made it myself!

"Let me give two examples." Leyu raised two fingers: "The first example, "As long as you eat these six foods, the effect of training tactics will be better! Please be sure to tell your family."

Then the music stopped.

After everyone waited, Mu Qingmei couldn't help asking: "Editor in chief, which six kinds of food are they?"

Le Yu glanced at her with kind eyes.

"Make it up by yourself."

"Ah?" Mu Qing blinked her eyebrows, "But, isn't this a lie? This is not the same as the knowledge discussion area. If we lie like this, they would buy it if they believed it..."

"Then you can make up some cheap things that are rich in nutrients and no one likes to eat." Le Yu sighed: "For example, bitter gourd, coriander, anyway, it's okay to eat undead people. As for the effect of training tactics, the effect is pure. It's a psychological effect. How do you know if you exercised better today than yesterday?"

"Don't be deceiving. After all, tactics have a great relationship with mental power, and mental power is also related to mood. You are in a good mood. You feel that you have exercised better than yesterday after eating six kinds of food. Maybe it is true. Effect."

"How can the things published in the newspaper be called a lie?"

Although Mu Qingmei has underestimated Jing Zhengwei's bottom line, every time Jing Zhengwei speaks, she can refresh Mu Qingmei's view of him—how could there be such a bad person?

"Second example." Le Yu said: ""Surprised! A certain man heard a strange sound late at night, and found that it was an abnormal noise in the tomb. When he dug up the tomb, he found...".

Even with Mu Qingmei’s warning, someone could not help but ask: "What did you find?"

"You make up your own." Leyu Tan Tan said: "In short, use a powerful title to attract attention. As for the content, you can make up a logical and self-consistent story by yourself."

"All in all, the'Wonderful Anecdote' must be something that no one has seen before, so any story can be published, even if it is not an ordinary person's story."

The happy words paused: "The story of the ruler or the ruler or the minister, the story of the lord or the servant or the servant is ok, the story of the prince and general Xiangning is okay, the story of revenge is also okay..."

Everyone nodded their heads to express their understanding. Mu Qing glanced at Le Yu strangely, always feeling that this ‘Wonderful Anecdote’ column seemed to be not simple.

"Pages 9, 10, and 11 are the "Inspirational Stories" column."

Leyu paused and glanced at everyone.

Everyone suddenly nodded, "We make up ourselves, and we make up ourselves."

"Don't be afraid, you don't need to make you out of nothing. I will write you a few propositions, and you can just compile them accordingly."

Leyu picked up the chalk and wrote a few headlines on the blackboard at the back:

"Mining is fast and good, I will become a big mine owner in five years"

"Because of warming straw sandals to the master, the monkey servant can also get ahead."

"Workers cried when they saw the boss's hard work every day"

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"That's it, wait for the task to be assigned, but this requirement must be in a news format. Your editors must stand in a third perspective and interview the interviewees for question and answer... You must pretend that there are really such people. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Understand, promise to complete the task." The black-hearted scholars without blood and tears said that they were old and proficient.

Mu Qing groaned in her brows, and said in her heart that you are finally showing your feet.

"As for the last 12 pages..."

Leyu paused, "I want to serialize a novel."

There was no response from everyone, and Mustako asked, "What kind of novel is it? Which gentleman is the manuscript?"

The serialization of novels in newspapers has long been a routine operation in this world, and there is even a ‘fiction newspaper’ that specifically serializes novels, so everyone is not surprised at this.

"The contributor is a friend of mine," Le Yu said: "As for the type of novel, it is a novel of the future."

"Future novel?" Everyone was taken aback.

They have never heard of this type.

"The content of the novel is about three young people with their own strengths, Liu Yu, Yin Yin, and Wei Zheng. After their deaths, they accidentally passed through to a hundred years later." Le Yu said: "In that era, human beings The steel machinery flying in the sky, the 100-story skyscrapers, abundant food, eradicating hunger and cold, everyone can eat every meal, everyone has to receive nine years of compulsory education, the entertainment economy is greatly developed, and even Build a spacecraft and successfully explore the bright moon in the sky..."

"It sounds like this is a very imaginative fantasy work." Mustako praised.

"Yeah, I think so too." Le Yu said.

Mustako asked thoughtfully: "So one page is not enough? Do you want to prepare another page for this work?"

Leyu shook his head quickly: "No, just one page, one page is enough."

Having said that, Leyu has actually regretted it a bit.

After all, he had to write this novel by himself...