Chapter 156 Isn't this a coincidence?
He Danchang didn't consider himself a good person, and he didn't even think of himself as a qualified journalist.
Even though he chose the journalism major originally with passionate enthusiasm.
You should know that a college entrance examination score of 676 in the nineties was truly one of the top scores at the apex of the pyramid.
He was only about ten points short of the score required for Yanbei and Huaxia.
But he resolutely chose to apply for the journalism major at Huaxia University of the Masses.
Now 46 years old, He Danchang still remembers the life motto that inspired him at that fervent age, "It's better to light a candle than curse the darkness."
This was a saying by the American woman writer and journalist, Anna Louise Strong.
As an American friend who depicted the most genuine Huaxia to the world with her own words during Huaxia's most difficult times, this seems to be somewhat ironic in today's era.
But for He Danchang, a child of the seventies, it truly inspired his entire student career. Back then, his dream was to join the journalism industry after graduation; he wanted to become Huaxia's most renowned investigative journalist, using his short life to expose all the darkness and injustice in the world.
Looking at He Danchang's situation now, it clearly was just an ideal.
In '95, university students still had assigned job placements, and the fortunate He Danchang, with his excellent grades and several sharp editorials published during his school days, was chosen by Everybody Daily. He became an honored intern journalist upon graduation.
The newspaper stands that were once scattered all over the streets of Capital in the nineties have long since become a memory of a bygone era.
But in that era, newspapers were one of the few ways for the general public to obtain the latest information.
He Danchang even remembers those leisurely conversations in front of the newspaper kiosks, until the postal worker, clad in their uniform, would arrive on their bicycle, pull out a stack of newspapers from the army-green bag on the back seat, and place them on the kiosk. After greeting the kiosk owner—a middle-aged uncle in his forties—the postal worker would ride off on their bike. Experience tales at empire
Then the freshly delivered newspapers would sell seven or eight copies even before the owner had time to sort them.
Such scenes always made the young He Danchang feel proud.
It has to be said that journalists of that era were indeed an enviable profession. Not to mention he was a reporter with Everybody Daily.
Just when He Danchang was transitioning from an intern to a formal journalist, having acquired the right to independently gather and edit news, and was full of ambition for big achievements, he fell in love.
A girl three years his junior, a local from Capital with a disposition as gentle as a Jiangnan water town's maiden.
With a love life and career both thriving, He Danchang was spirited.
But reality soon told him that ideals are like soap bubbles, shimmering with iridescent colors in the sunlight but shattering on contact.
Detailed interviews and passionate articles were met with a scolding from the editor-in-chief.
Arguing on principle could lead to losing this enviable job, either being sent back to your place of origin for an alternate job position or quitting outright.
In the midst of a passionate romance, He Danchang ultimately chose to compromise.
After all, he couldn't be too selfish.
With a compromise that lasted twenty years, he became the He Danchang of today.
In this era, newspapers are an industry on the decline.
The rise of new media has transformed the principles of the journalism industry from truth, fairness, objectivity, and timeliness to timeliness, reversal, attention, and traffic.
He Danchang has also become the director reporter and senior editor of the newspaper office.
At this moment, he is sitting on a high-speed train heading to Xilin.
He is going to interview Qiao Ze.
After learning about Qiao Ze's situation from his old friend Ma Yufei, He Danchang did some more online searching and promptly realized that this was an excellent story.
In fact, He Danchang had heard the name Qiao Ze before.
The first time Qiao Ze made waves online coincided with the approach of the summer break, and by the time a horde of self-media people wanted to find Qiao Ze, the school had already temporarily closed its doors.
Due to various reasons, Everybody Daily did not pay special attention to this matter.
But this time it's different.
If Qiao Ze really becomes Huaxia's youngest expert reviewer for the National Natural Science Foundation, it would absolutely be big news.
Even if he doesn't make it, but the story comes out at the right stage later on, it will still be big news.
Not to mention there are already many topics surrounding Qiao Ze.
The current situation seems to be that Qiao Ze's name is already in many people's memories, just temporarily hidden. Once activated, it's highly likely to become a societal focus.
The most important thing is, there are hardly any photos of Qiao Ze to be found online, which adds a layer of mystery around this young genius of Huaxia.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
Definitely excellent material for news.
The most important aspect, from the perspective of a seasoned senior journalist, is that a genius like Qiao Ze aligns with the current educational direction. True talent isn't about boosting scores by attending tutoring classes every day.
The young man managed to attain knowledge through self-study in high school that rivals a professor's expertise, and publishing articles in a series of top mathematics journals as if it were a game.
No tutoring center's instructor has that capability; they would have long been scooped up by major universities to become professors.
So everyone should stop competing—just give children a happy childhood.
Of course, whether this direction is correct or aligns with the public mood is not something He Danchang is concerned with.
The news only leads in terms of values. As for individual families facing different situations, a hundred parents might very well have two hundred thoughts in their heads, with no one being able to make sense of them all.
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