In fact, these days, people who are paying attention to the Internet are not only the students in the ivory tower, but also those guys who are doing websites and IT. There are another group of people active on the Internet. They are famous reporters.

The public opinion environment in 1998 was relatively relaxed, and many things were not as severe as in later generations. The press focused on social hot spots, especially social conflicts, and would be exposed in close-ups. It has to be said that at that time there were still many good journalists with a sense of justice, who were not afraid of power and just to uphold justice.

"Old Zhang! Please ask you about your personal information. Do you know about the law firms under your Judicial Bureau, Ma Xiaobao?

Oh! If you don’t understand, you can ask friends from the judicial department to help you understand. Thank you! Thank you! When will you come to the provincial capital? Let’s sit together. I haven’t sat with you for a long time.

Oh! OK! Wait for your news."

"Dingling! Dinglingling!"

"Hey! Lao Zhang, so fast?

Oh, there is no special background. Oh! Oh! His father used to be a decoration project, oh, he is almost sixty. Oh! Nothing happened! There is a hot topic on the Internet, which involves him, and the little guy below reported it. I think it is a very hot topic in the news, and I want to know about this person.

This... Do you know about Ma Xiaobao's mother? Oh, the nurse of the Chinese medicine hospital. His uncle, uncle, etc.... Oh, there is no current or retired leader. I know! I know, when I come to the provincial capital, you must call me. Haha! OK! OK! Goodbye!"

"Xiao Wang! This article must be posted, so hurry up and prepare the car to go over. You must go deep into the on-site interview, get first-hand information, and put it in the New Oriental column. You must interview quickly and make it quickly! You can discover hot news on the Internet, especially hot news in this province, which is very good.

We do journalism, we should not be afraid of the powerful and uphold justice for the disadvantaged groups in society. Okay, go now. Be careful on the road!"

"I understand, leader!"

While Li Hao and his brothers were having supper in a small restaurant, they saw the news on TV. The female announcer with neat short hair was broadcasting in Mandarin.

"New Oriental! News is the East! Hello, audience, this is New Oriental, News is the East. The day before yesterday, a bad case occurred in the city of our province.

The expensive vase kept by veteran Zhou for his comrades was smashed by a lawyer in the city. The lawyer not only refused to compensate him, but also shouted that he would sue wherever he loved!

We can’t help but ask, is this the deficit of law or the depravity of morality. Please watch our reporter go deep into the front line and make exclusive reports.”

"Ah! I hit someone, that Ma Xiaobao hit me. Look, I've taken off my waist, oh! I've hit someone to death!" In front of the camera, an old lady burst into tears, using her rap singing to complain about Ma Xiaobao's atrocities. During this period, she tried to take off her shirt and let the audience across the province see the scars that Ma Xiaobao hit on her chest, which was firmly stopped by the reporter.

"The vase belongs to my comrades-in-arms, my comrades-in-arms...! Woooooo!" In front of the camera, Zhou Baohua's tears as big as beans flowed down her cheeks. As an absolute actor-level performance, Empress Zhen Huan's tears were not so big.

"Don't be excited, you can tell the audience to the camera."

"I can't say it, I can't say it! The army has discipline, we have confidentiality regulations, and we can't say what we shouldn't say. This vase was left to me by him. I just want to hand it over to his father with my own hands. I didn't expect it to be broken and broken! How can I explain to my comrades!" Zhou Baohua raised his hands, looked up at the sky and tried to make a cry.

"Your comrade-in-arms are revolutionary martyrs?"

"I can't say, I can't say! I can't say...! Disciplined!" Zhou Baohua in front of the camera cried like a baby in the month, his nose twitching.

"We understand this, don't be excited! Don't be excited!"

"Your story is made up, why does it look like I'm dead?" Fang Qiang looked at Li Hao with dissatisfaction.

"Who taught you to apply ginger juice to your eyes? My eyes are still hot now. I tell you, this is a bit of wine. You have to invite a barbecue tonight. I heard Qiangzi say that there is a barbecue restaurant called King Kong Mountain." Zhou Baohua, who is definitely an acting player in front of the camera, now has a two-small peach-like eye.

"Stop making a noise, I'm going to be there." Old Wu held a beer bottle in his hand and stared at the TV screen.

"Now, let's interview the onlookers." The reporter with his eyes held the baton-like microphone to Lao Wu's mouth.

"I'm from Shandong and work here. I saw with my own eyes that Ma Xiaobao beats the old lady and hits her chest. This is a hooligan!" A strong Shandong accent said with a strong comedy effect.

"Friends of viewers, let's interview again..."

"That's it all? I said a few words and just played this sentence?" Old Wu was very dissatisfied with the director's speech.

"It's all right to show your face. Haozi and I didn't show our face." Fang Qiang was very dissatisfied with the lack of his lines.

"My goodness, I'm actually on TV. Do you think, can I see it in my hometown in Shandong?" Old Wu took a sip of Lao Xue beer and looked at the people around him.

"Lao Liao Station seemed to be on the star last year. If your house was on cable TV, you should be able to see it." Li Hao remembers that it seemed to be on the star on the Liao Station in 1997.

"Hey...! There is no cable TV in my place. What a pity, my dad! My mom! My grandparents! I can't see me on TV!" Old Wu took another sip in melancholy, feeling deeply regretful that the elders in his hometown did not see the highlights of their lives.

"Accessors, let me interview Ma Xiaobao, the person involved. Hello, what do you have to say to the audience?" The camera switched to a place that looked like a conference room, remembering to interview Ma Xiaobao with an electric baton microphone.

"Look! Look! These are all those old ladies scratched me, and they even stabbed my butt with needles. Look..."

"Ma Xiaobao, what are you going to do?" Remember to firmly stop Ma Xiaobao from taking off his pants and showing the audience the wound.

"Haozi! We've been on TV. If this matter is not done well, what are you going to do?" Old Wu came over his mind from melancholy and looked at Li Hao with some concern.

For those of you this year, going on TV is a great event.

At this time, an interview with the Justice Director appeared on TV again!
Chapter completed!