Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Zhou, don't worry, when I return to China, I will definitely tell the world about their atrocities. I...all the insults we have received will be returned." The blonde female reporter recalled being searched by female officials This scene is still hard to let go.

Not to mention that all the clothes were removed, someone even checked the entrainment in the body. The blonde female reporter was extremely angry about this—I didn’t dare to do a colonoscopy during the physical examination, and you actually wanted to find the film from it?

How free America is by comparison. In addition to stricter customs inspections, domestic flight inspections are very loose, so there will be no endless searches by police or security personnel to check luggage, and no one will be guarded as if they are facing an enemy, which reduces many unnecessary troubles , fully proved the national quality level.

The blond female reporter was full of anger, just waiting to send it out when she returned home.

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

"Bear the humiliation." Reporter Zhou translated it for her, also to cheer herself up.

"Yes, benevolence is as good as serving." The blond female reporter bit her tongue and read it, feeling satisfied, and said: "Zhou, please do this, and persevere. In addition, I will ask the newspaper to send an invitation letter, waiting for you It is a completely different feeling to come to the United States and work as a reporter in the United States after handling the domestic affairs well. You can say what you want, scold whoever you want, express your opinions on national affairs and international affairs, fully Play to your strengths."

Reporter Zhou was full of yearning, but said with regret: "I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to be a reporter when I arrive in the United States. Liz, you are so lucky to be in the United States."

Liz showed a regretful expression, and comforted him: "It's okay, even if you can't be a reporter, I can help you find other jobs. You just need to learn English well now."

"Yes, I want to learn English well. It just so happens that my 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 Lise.

Liz clenched reporter Zhou's hand again. The rough hands 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 back, and murmured: "You are my only hope."

Political speculation is not free of cost, if a blockbuster achieves a big event, it will naturally rise to the sky, otherwise it will be transferred to an idle position like now, and even deprived of bonuses and future.

Decades of hard work, squandered in one trick, really made it difficult for reporter Zhou to follow.

However, it would be great if I can immigrate to the United States. When the time comes, I can become a reporter in the United States, even if I can’t be a reporter for a while, I can still send a letter to the newspaper office. Through Lisi, I can publish articles, revolutionize society, and make the world a better place... …

The snow-white plane sprints towards the blue sky.

In the cabin, Lisi exhaled lightly, feeling extremely relaxed.

She was still worried about whether she would be able to leave the country smoothly, but now she finally got on the plane, and she was much more relaxed. Looking at the crew members who were also white, she was also very kind.

"Hello, do you have the New York Times or Washington Post in recent days?" Liz asked the flight attendant softly.

"No." The stewardess glanced at Lise, her tone far from being polite.

Although Liz has been guarded these days, she is used to the euphemistic and gentle way of speaking of the Chinese. She was suddenly rejected by the service staff, and she was stunned for a while.

However, Liz burst out laughing in an instant. This is the America she is used to, everyone is equal and free...

Transfer to another train, transfer to another train.

After nearly three days of tossing, Liz finally returned to the newspaper office she was familiar with.

The colleagues of the newspaper office held a small welcome ceremony for her,

Everyone brought Liz back to the civilized world with applause and champagne.

"Welcome back, Liz."

"Lise, you are also a member of our prison party." Some reporters who were imprisoned for their reporting shouted their pride.

"Good job Liz."

"War correspondent Liz, hehe!"

Whistle and applause, like the never-ending applause, surround you forever.

Lisi bowed and saluted, her face flushed with excitement, and she spoke amidst everyone's praises: "Justice will not be absent, it is only late. The danger of cloning will surely be known to the world, and Yang Rui's despicableness will also be known to the world." The world knows...scientists are not outside the law. Scientists need to be responsible for their own scientific research. People in future generations will fairly evaluate these crazy scientists and our work...let us end cloning and purify the world , to purify civilization..."

Following Lisi's speech, the surrounding gradually became quiet.

Even the air seemed to freeze.

At first, Lisi thought that everyone was attracted by her words, but the expressions on everyone's faces expressed the opposite meaning.

The familiar editor, already showing an embarrassed expression, quietly shook his head at Lisi.

Liz stopped involuntarily.

"Okay, everyone go to work." The editor-in-chief announced the end of the celebration at this moment, which was not the end.

Lisi was stunned, and saw that the crowd had dispersed impatiently, as if no one had heard that her speech was not over yet.

It's not in keeping with journalistic ethics to do that to a hero.

"What happened?" Liz was a reporter after all, and she was sensitive to the situation.

The familiar editor lowered his head and handed Lise a newspaper.

It was the newspaper from our office two days ago.

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

American domestic newspapers are accustomed to exaggeration, and they often call this one the father and the other the mother.

However, exaggeration has to have a basis, right?

It is the most basic media ethics not to praise the enemy of the public and criminals, and the bigger the newspaper, the more it abides by such unspoken rules.

Lisi hurriedly read the following article, leaving aside the modifiers of the father of what, the whole text was almost full of praise for Yang Rui.

Praising his contribution in biology, Lisi can barely understand, praising his academic thinking - this is already the part that Lisi does not agree with, since Yang Rui supports... it can no longer be said to be support, it should be said , since Yang Rui developed the cloning technology, his academic thinking is very dangerous. Liz doesn't need to know biology to be able to make this judgment. Therefore, when the article praised Yang Rui's academic thinking, Lisi was quite unhappy.

It's like coming back from the battlefields of the Iran-Iraq war, only to have newspapers praising Iran and Iraq for their contribution to peace...

Resisting her nausea, Liz continued to read the article, and noticed the new small print subtitle—Moderal Model of Modern Science...

"What did you guys do!" Liz 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 copied life, can such a person be a moral model? When did God’s morality become so cheap.”

"Lise." The editor shouted, emphasizing: "Don't blame the messenger."

"You are Satan's messenger." Liz's tone was a little better, and she asked, "What's going on here?"

"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 and write articles that conform to social trends."

"I've heard this kind of argument. Last time, it was because of Toyota, right? The guys from the Labor Federation came to the door. Why, now there is the Cloning Federation? Or the Bioindustry Alliance?" Liz said in a tone more and more intense.

The editor stared at her for a while, until Lisi automatically calmed down a bit, and then said: "Pharmaceutical company, Lise, do you know how strong the pharmaceutical company is?"

Of course Liz knew.

In the United States, large pharmaceutical companies can be honest with the state government, and the lobbyists of pharmaceutical companies lobbying in Washington have influence not only in the pharmaceutical field.

"Are any pharmaceutical companies involved? Which one?"

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

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

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

Lisi frowned: "Just for money?"

"It's also to meet the expectations of public opinion. Just wait a moment." The editor brought another newspaper over, handed it to Liz, and said, "Look at this, it's an article published by Yang Rui."

"It's the front page headline again?" Liz saw the cover of "Reject Human Cloning", and felt extremely entangled for some reason.

The familiar editor sighed, and said, "Don't mention Yang Rui anymore. Everyone now refers to him as the pioneer of the 21st century. At least before the wind changes, you should pretend that you haven't seen him."

"I didn't see him at all." Lisi's tone lost the firmness and indignation at first, she paused for a moment, then thought of Zhou in China, she collected herself, and said, "I still have a friend, because of Yang Rui, maybe persecuted..."