In the afternoon, the news business manager Han Feiyue divided the newly recruited reporters into groups, led by veteran reporters, to familiarize themselves with the business of collecting news clues.
Han Feiyue knew that Chen Hao had no experience, so he specifically asked Chen Hao if he would also join the group.
Chen Hao declined.
He already had his own ideas on how to collect news, which was not enough for outsiders to understand.
Han Feiyue didn't force it either.
After all, Chen Hao is a reporter without a basic salary, and he doesn't know how long he can work. Maybe one afternoon will pass and he will never come back again.
There is no need to offend anyone.
Han Feiyue and others left.
Not long after, Chen Hao also left.
Finding a deserted corner, Chen Hao became invisible and flew into the sky to detect his spiritual consciousness.
With his current level of cultivation, his spiritual consciousness is no less powerful than that of the monks in the late stage of pill formation. After spreading, it easily covers the entire Donglin City, and even extends to some suburbs.
The entire city was instantly clearly displayed in Chen Hao's sea of consciousness.
It can be as large as a block, a park, a square, or a community, or as small as every car, every person, every household, and even the mice and ants crawling in uninhabited corners, all are clearly visible.
Like an invisible eye in the sky, Chen Hao can instantly know everything happening in the city. If he is willing, he can have a mental conversation with everyone.
With such an ability, it is naturally easy to collect news clues.
In just a few minutes, Chen Hao saw no less than a dozen unexpected events.
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Directly south, on a building, someone stood on the edge of the roof, wanting to commit suicide. A group of people gathered below, and in the distance, law enforcement vehicles were rushing towards him.
To the northwest, a warehouse caught fire, and many people fled in panic.
To the northeast, in a remote and deserted alley, two men wearing stockings holding daggers robbed a middle-aged woman's bag.
To the southwest, a fat little boy's head was stuck in the fence, his face turned red, and he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.
A group of people around were anxious but had no choice.
To the southeast, on a main road, a large truck and a car collided.
... Each of these events is very newsworthy. As long as Chen Haofei goes over to take a few photos, write a report, and post it on the company website, it will be first-hand news. After operation, it will definitely bring a lot of traffic.
But Chen Hao didn't move.
Except for saving the middle-aged woman who was robbed with a flick of his finger, Chen Hao ignored other emergencies.
Because these incidents are just sudden cases.
What Chen Hao wants to solve is not individual cases, but the kind of contradictions or injustices that are universal in society, and by solving the incidents, it can cause warnings, bring about social changes or reflection, and avoid similar tragedies or disasters in the future. In this way
Only then will you get a lot of merit.
Otherwise, like Superman, if you save a person today, prevent a car accident, and fight a few criminals tomorrow, you have indeed done a good deed, but even if you work for decades, you may not be able to pay off the debt of merit.
What's more, when the spiritual energy was revived, the mysterious voice made it clear that one can only accumulate merit as an ordinary person.
If you use the power of a cultivator to do good deeds, there will be no merit.
At least Chen Hao didn't gain the power of merit by rescuing the middle-aged woman who was robbed just now.
Chen Hao continued to observe.
While looking for suitable events, he is also paying attention to the trends of other journalists and learning by observing the practices of other mature journalists.
Soon, reporters from various media arrived at the scene of various emergencies.
The first ones to come were basically reporters from regular media units.
The reason is simple. Their media has great influence and is widely known. Even if they don't take the initiative to collect news clues, there will be countless people calling the hotline to bring them various news clues.
At this point, private media cannot compare at all.
By the time we got there, the reporters from the official unit might have finished their interviews and left, and they couldn't even keep up with the hot shit.
Even if the private media is occasionally allowed to catch an unexpected incident first, it cannot compete with the official media.
Is your publicity intensity greater than that of official media?
How many visits do you get from official media?
Is your influence as wide as that of official media?
There is nothing. Even if your news is broadcast first, how many people will watch it?
Therefore, it is not that private media do not want to engage in news business for the whole society, but they simply cannot compete with official media, so they can only work in a single field.
Of course, this situation is not absolute.
With the rise of the Internet in the 21st century, today, the Internet has penetrated into thousands of households. Some Internet giants are engaged in news business for the whole society, but they have more advantages than traditional official media. On the contrary, the officials have to use these Internet platforms to release news.
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The information revolution has changed the way the world communicates.
Chen Hao quietly watched how the reporters interviewed, how they understood what was going on, how they took photos and videos, how they wrote and organized articles, how they edited videos... He kept the various steps in mind, compared them, and picked the best ones.
For three days in a row, Chen Hao studied hard, like a sponge, absorbing the work experience of the best reporters in the city.
Although Chen Hao has not yet started working, he is already the best reporter in terms of ability and cognition.
On the fourth day, Chen Hao felt that it was almost done.
At the same time, he also found a valuable target. Although it was not big, it was just right for him to practice his skills and try his hand at it.
So Chen Hao fell from the sky and came to the door of the agricultural machinery department in Daonan District, Donglin City.
On the steps at the door, an old man in his sixties dressed as a farmer was sitting holding his arms and crying.
Pedestrians passing by looked at the old man in surprise from time to time, but no one came forward to ask what happened.
Chen Hao stepped forward and patted the old farmer on the shoulder.
The old farmer raised his head, revealing an old face that was darkened by the sun and full of wrinkles, and looked at Chen Hao in surprise.
Chen Hao handed over a tissue and said gently: "Uncle, what happened to you? Why are you crying?"
The old farmer took the tissue, wiped his tears and nose, and said listlessly: "Nothing, thank you, kid."
He said, stood up and was about to leave.
Chen Hao said: "Uncle, are you having trouble doing something?
I am a reporter, do you think there is anything I can do to help you?"
When the old farmer heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up: "Son, are you really a reporter?"
Chen Hao took out his press pass from his arms and handed it over: "Sir, look, this is my pass. My name is Chen Hao."
The old farmer took it and took a look at it, and immediately showed joy: "That's great, young man... No, Reporter Chen, can you help me?"
Chen Hao smiled and said: "Uncle, just call me Chen Hao. As long as it is within my ability, I will definitely help you."