Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 112: Four Major Newspapers
Chapter subtitle: The news finally became big news
Look look, look.
The New York Daily News is really professional, and deserves to be called the "King of Daily Newspapers in the United States". Only the reporter of this newspaper hangs a camera about the size of a laptop around his neck, and he doesn't think it's cumbersome. How professional!
"Of course." Yuan Yan readily agreed.
"Please look here!"
"eggplant!"
Our Master Yuan hadn't taken a selfie for a long time, probably more than two months... Well, he had taken a photo, and when he heard the shouting, he couldn't help but let out a standard selfie smile, and made a scissors hand gesture by the way.
“Bang!”
As a spotlight died, his mysterious smile and the mysterious gesture of the scissor hand appeared in the eyes of New Yorkers for the first time...
Because Yuan Yanshu never said what the scissor hand gesture meant, later generations of "Yuan scholars" made many guesses:
The most popular explanation is of course VICTORY, the shape of two fingers represents the first letter V. Later, British Prime Minister Churchill learned this gesture representing victory from Master Yuan.
Some people also say that this is obviously a "2", Master Yuan's lucky number. He is the 2nd, ... well, he likes the number 2 the most. The evidence is that he stopped writing many of his series of novels after the second part, and often asked others to write for him.
There is also an explanation from the perspective of mysticism, that this gesture should be the "hand seal" in the Eastern religion that Master Yuan believes in, representing a god of this sect - Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. Because Eastern people believe that taking pictures will capture people's souls, he uses this gesture to resist the harm to the soul.
After taking the photos, our Master Yuan was waiting for the reporters to come forward and ask questions. But unexpectedly, the four reporters asked the same question in unison:
"Mr. Yuan, can I bet with you?"
"This..." Yuan Yan suddenly twisted her lips, and nodded with great difficulty: "Since you are so interested, then..."
"No!" Vice Principal Conant also came up at this time. He objected loudly and sternly: "Mr. Yuan will no longer accept bets..."
"Bets from outside NYU!"
He finally thought it through. The Chinese man's suggestion was somewhat plausible. At least it did not do any harm to the school. As for the students... First of all, these students were adults. Secondly, NYU was a private university, not a nursery. Finally, this was absolutely legal. So the school really had no position or reason to stop it.
Students at private universities in the West don't even gamble, and decades ago the school wouldn't have cared even if they had a duel.
Mr. Conant still has some sense of crisis public relations. Now that the reporters are here, if he calls a halt in a hurry, it will only confirm that this is a farce.
It would be better for the school to take charge of the situation so that the situation can be controlled. Otherwise, if the Chinese student is allowed to do whatever he wants, it will get out of control if it gets too serious.
"In short, he only accepts bets from NYU faculty and students. Outsiders are not allowed to participate ! Is that right, Mr. Yuan?"
The vice president had said so, so Yuan Yan nodded reluctantly, spread her hands and said to the four reporters: "Reporters, you heard it too. As a student of NYU, I have no choice but to refuse."
These guys looked unhappy and left without saying goodbye.
After they left, Vice Principal Conant nodded to Yuan Yan and said, "Okay, Mr. Yuan. Let's do as you say. I'll go and arrange things outside!"
"By the way, Mr. Yuan. I..." When he was about to leave, he suddenly looked at the Chinese student from head to toe.
Then Mr. James Conant shook his head and said, "Mr. Yuan, I wanted to bet a few hundred dollars for fun, but seeing how you look now, I don't know why I feel that you can't lose!"
The mysterious oriental man smiled mysteriously, bowed slightly to the vice-principal, turned around and walked back to his seat. After all, everyone was waiting anxiously.
On the NYU campus, with an order from Vice President Conant, the chaotic situation was finally brought under control.
In fact, he only said one sentence, and everyone at NYU was united in their hatred of the enemy.
"Mr. Yuan is about to finish, so..."
What else is there to say? If we don’t drive the people outside away, won’t this big pie in the sky just fly away?
So the students and staff of NYU united and drove out all the outsiders who had sneaked into the revolutionary... well, betting team. There were also people guarding the door of the classroom. Unless you can prove that you are an insider of NYU, you can't even see our Master Yuan.
And finally someone among them thought of it...
“Here it comes!”
"What's coming?"
"Here comes the mimeograph machine!"
"This is great! Let's get started!"
Originally, those handwritten contracts always had some unclear handwriting or omissions, and Miss Helen Brown checked them very carefully, so the speed was naturally slow. But now with the mimeograph machine, it's different.
This gamble started at noon. By two o'clock in the afternoon, the total amount of bets was almost $100,000. By four o'clock, it had exceeded $300,000!
Our Master Yuan also welcomed the second wave of interviews, and this time they were not from those tabloids that specialize in publishing scandals, but from The New York Times, The Washington Post, The Wall Street Journal, and Le Monde, which is owned by the Pulitzer family.
Oops, I'm missing the Los Angeles Times, otherwise I would have collected all four major newspapers in the United States this time! I wonder if I can make a wish after collecting them all...
Yes, The New York Times, The Washington Post, The Wall Street Journal, and The Los Angeles Times are known as the four major newspapers in the United States. However, because The Wall Street Journal tends to focus on financial content, some people believe that there should only be three major newspapers in the United States.
Our Master Yuan was able to gather these four newspapers not because of his protagonist halo... Well, maybe a little bit. But because the big news he made really attracted people's attention.
Let's put it this way. If a Chinese student had opened a betting platform online the day before the 2016 presidential election, betting that our emperor Trump would win, and he had accepted nearly 10 million US dollars in bets, would this have become a major international news?
Moreover, our Master Yuan lived in the United States in 1920. How could there be so much news in the self-media era a hundred years later? Do you know how hard journalists work to find news these days?
In addition, the outcome of this election was already decided, so there was nothing much for the press to say. These major newspapers had already said everything they could and wanted to say. On voting day, there was such an explosive, interesting, and election-related news, so naturally, several major newspapers also came forward to report on it.
Of course, at first they just thought it was a little entertainment or farce. But now, this "farce" has become a huge gamble involving hundreds of thousands of dollars.
