Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

Compared with the beauty of spring and the restlessness of summer, the sunshine of autumn always seems to give people a feeling of joy.

In a small room bathed in sunlight, two figures sitting on a small stool are overlapping each other intimately.

"Oh~ the billet is pulled crooked again!" The little girl pursed her mouth, looked at the purple mud embryo body that had turned into a chimney on the wooden turntable, and withdrew her dirty little hands in frustration.

Yang Zhu, who was hugging the little girl's waist, didn't care about it, and pouted: "It's okay, just throw it over there, and I will deal with it later."

Hearing this, the little girl took down the green embryo that failed to shape, flicked it lightly, and threw the soft mud next to the wooden stand not far away; suddenly, the beech wood, Next to what at first glance might have been a laundry stick, the pile of mud had increased in thickness.

Seeing that she failed eleven times in a row, the little girl was discouraged, and looked at her man angrily: "It's all your fault. If you hadn't been making trouble, I would have succeeded once or twice!"

This is not to shirk responsibility. Although making a purple clay teapot is a test of skill, as a beginner, the little girl is undoubtedly asking for fun in challenging the Jinglan teapot of small and medium-sized products, but it will not be eleven times, even at least The prototype of the pot body can't be pulled out.

There was only one reason why she failed so many times in a row... A certain villain under the name of "teaching" kept taking advantage of the little girl, which disturbed her mind.

Thinking of her man's hands making troubles all the time, the little girl wrinkled her nose aggrievedly, but she became very sweet and proud—although she knew that her man had always been obsessed with her body, but as a couple who had been married for three years Husband and wife, Yang Zhu is still so "hard to put it down" to himself, but it is really uncommon.

She glared coquettishly at a guy who "accidentally" raised the hand on her waist by three inches, and the little girl whose body was starting to weaken symbolically resisted, and then let herself go The man does whatever he wants—this bad guy clearly agreed to teach himself how to make pots today, but halfway through the teaching, he started messing around again.

Just as the little girl completely surrendered and was about to apply to wash her hands before obediently laying down on the bed and bowing her neck to be slaughtered, a doorbell rang.

Yang Zhu, who was interrupted, suddenly became furious: "Which guy is so ignorant of good and bad, disturbing people's good things is going to Abi Hell, do you know that!"

The little girl rolled her eyes, thinking that it is reasonable for someone to think about messing around in broad daylight?

At that moment, with a giggle, he broke free from Yang Zhu's clutches, then jumped to the door, and opened the door—that's good, he escaped another catastrophe for the time being!

"Eh? Feifei, and...?" The little girl looked at Song Wenxuan next to Lu Feifei, but couldn't remember who this familiar man was.

Seeing the embarrassing expression on Song Wenxuan's face, Lu Feifei smiled triumphantly: "Song Wenxuan, the guy from Cuanjiu.com, just came from Shanghai today, and he couldn't get through to Yang Zhu, so he begged me to bring him here!"

The little girl was suddenly a little embarrassed. She was no stranger to the word "Song Wenxuan". In fact, when she went to Shanghai to buy penguin shares, she was accompanied by this man the whole time, but she hadn't seen each other for two years. I didn't recognize it all at once.

"Sister-in-law, hello, I'm Song Wenxuan, I'm sorry to bother you!" Seeing the little girl who wanted to apologize, Song Wenxuan hurriedly handed over the box in his hand, and changed the subject in advance.

What a joke, this is Boss Yang's perfect match, if she dares to ask her to apologize to herself, if Yang Zhu commits a mistake, I will definitely suffer!

Seeing Song Wenxuan bowing slightly and handing an incomparably exquisite box in front of her, the little girl subconsciously wanted to reach out to pick it up. The second she was about to touch it, she realized that her hands were full of mud. With a cry, he quickly asked Lu Feifei to help him pick up the things, and then greeted the guests, while he hurried to the bathroom to wash his hands.

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"Cut~! Are you messing with your mess again?... How old are you, and you are still playing with mud there!" First arrange Song Wenxuan to sit in the living room, and Lu Feifei came to the place full of all kinds of things familiarly. The room for mud and tools, said to Yang Zhu who was packing up his things.

"Hey, hey, pay attention...!" Yang Zhu voluntarily threw himself into his arms and hooked his neck, and then whispered to Lu Feifei, who had a mouthful on her face.

During this period of time, whenever the two of them had the opportunity to get along alone, this girl would take the initiative to attack, but fortunately, after the last conversation, Lu Feifei restrained her behavior a lot and did not directly use force to force her. The next time, Yang Zhu gradually got used to it.

"Song Wenxuan came all the way from the devil, why are you still messing around with these crap, go out and meet him!" Lu Feifei said righteously, clinging to Yang Zhu's delicate body, but mischievously With a twist, another wave of benefits was sent out.

Yang Zhu was already on fire just now, and when Lu Feifei's delicate body hugged him in his arms, he couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately showed signs of going berserk.

Under zero-distance contact, Lu Feifei felt the change in Yang Zhu's body, jumped away with a bang, and then couldn't help but blushed and giggled. Then he coughed lightly: "Hurry up, Song Wenxuan has business with you!"

Seeing this girl's movements of turning her head to look at the bathroom constantly, Yang Zhu gritted his teeth and gave her a look, then adjusted his posture and walked out of the room.

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"Liuqian, you finally showed up. I called you more than a dozen times and didn't answer. I thought you didn't want to see me anymore... It's a pity that I took the boss's effort to get you a caregiver." Master's stone ladle pot!" Seeing Yang Zhu coming out, Song Wenxuan looked at him with resentment like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Seeing his behavior, Yang Zhu knew that this man wanted to maintain his rare personal friendship, but he couldn't help it when he heard the title "Liuqian Da" that was about to disappear from his memory. Smiling and scolding: "Fuck off! Don't put on such a disgusting pose! ——I was making a pot today, and I turned my phone to silent, and I didn't hear anything."

After cursing, Yang Zhu came to his senses: "What did you just say?...Master Gu's stone ladle?"

Seeing Yang Zhu's slightly astonished expression, Song Wenxuan couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Hey, Liuqian is big, full of stone ladles with engravings... I begged for a long time before letting others cut off my love!"

The "Master Gu" they talk about is actually Gu Jingzhou, a well-known master in the purple sand pot world. This old man, who was born in 1915, is regarded as the master of the purple sand pot world. The gift of the founding of the country has been recorded in the annals of history, which is nothing short of awesome.

It's just a pity that the old man who was best at making stone pots passed away in 1996. Since there are not many purple clay pots made by him, the rest of his works have been collected by major museums/cultural relics. Therefore, even if you have money, it is really difficult to get a genuine Master Gu's work - the one that was held at the Hexin Spring Auction in 2015 cannot be regarded as the real pinnacle of Master Gu. The "big stone ladle" was actually sold at a price of 2800 million, which shows the weight of Song Wenxuan's gift.

"Eh? Master Gu? Which Master Gu?" At this time, the little girl who had just washed her hands came out of the bathroom and asked curiously.

Song Wenxuan laughed, but hugged Yang Zhu's shoulders affectionately, blocking the little girl's sight intentionally or unintentionally: "Master Liuqian, let's go directly to the tea table, and enjoy Master Gu's works while making tea. That's an elegant thing... Speaking of which, I haven't drank any water all afternoon, and I'm so thirsty!"

After finishing speaking, he secretly scanned somewhere in Yang Zhu.

Following Song Wenxuan's line of sight, Yang Zhu immediately understood, laughed awkwardly, and then took three steps into two steps, quickly sat on the main seat of the tea table, and started to boil water: "Come on!" Come on, little turtledove, it just so happens that the old man hasn't made tea himself for a long time, so it's just a good time to see if the old man's craftsmanship has deteriorated!"

His hand was moving, but out of the corner of his eye he gave a certain girl who caused trouble.

The little girl who had just walked into the living room didn't notice it, but looked at the small box that had been brought to the tea table with some curiosity, and at Song Wenxuan's initiative, she opened the sandalwood box with some embarrassment. Box.

"Eh? This master's stone ladle looks...very simple!" After carefully looking at the full stone ladle three times in and three circles out for a long time, the little girl gave her own with some uncertainty. comments.

Indeed, this stone ladle is not much different from an ordinary pot at first glance, except that the oil is a little more obvious, and the bamboo leaves carved on it seem to be very ordinary. As a layman, the little girl really didn't see it. What's so good about this pot.

Yang Zhu, who took over and appreciated it, rolled his eyes at his own woman after hearing the words...very simple?Girl, do you understand or not?

You must know that this kind of stone ladle pot with the title of "King of Pots" has strict rules and parameters for its shape and proportions, but it is definitely far more difficult to do well than those fancy-looking vases... Others Needless to say, just to perfectly unify the geometric triangle and the circle, so that it has both fullness and tension, while ensuring the ease of use and the strength of the water, is a piece of work that needs to be continuously polished for several years, or even more than ten years. craft.

As for Master Gu's pot full of stones, although it looks ordinary at first glance, you only need to turn it 360 degrees, and you will find that its lines are handled like a furnace. It is just right with the four characteristics of "softness", "Zhang" and "contraction" - in a more hypocritical way, this pot is already "close to the Tao"!

After briefly talking about Shi Piao's aesthetic standards, and after pushing the pot to the little girl to study by herself, Yang Zhu turned around and said, "Little Turtle Dove, I came to see you this time, what's the matter?"

Song Wenxuan looked at him slightly resentful: "Oh, I haven't seen Liuqian for so long, isn't it normal to come here to recognize the door?"

Yang Zhu looked at him contemptuously: "I need to bring such a heavy gift when I come to recognize the door? Hurry up, let the fart out!"

Hearing Yang Zhu's very vulgar words, Song Wenxuan was not angry but happy, knowing that the cover-up action just now had an effect, and the relationship between himself and the boss was unknowingly one step closer.

Knowing Yang Zhu's temperament, he didn't hide it immediately: "It's like this, Liuqian... I heard that Zhutou International Trade has invested in and acquired two streaming media projects?"

Yang Zhu first used the lid to slowly scrape off the tea froth in the gaiwan, then poured out the washing water, then raised his head and looked at him: "The news is quite well-informed, that's right, Zhutou International Trade Co., Ltd. from Anran Company It took over a streaming media project there; Zhutou Private Equity also invested in and established an online media project similar to Cuttledove. Call it real online media."

Song Wenxuan licked his face and rubbed his hands together: "That...boss, can you entrust these two projects to me to operate?"

Yang Zhu looked at him with a mocking face: "Oh? Could it be that the beautiful girls in Shanghai have caused too much harm, and they plan to go overseas to hide themselves?"

Song Wenxuan glanced at the little girl and Lu Feifei on the side, and touched his nose in embarrassment: "That's not true, the devil is no better than you Qilu, as long as the time is enough, there is usually no trouble."

Seeing this guy making fun of himself pointingly, Yang Zhu's forehead couldn't help but twitch. Seeing this, Song Wenxuan quickly changed the topic, and explained with a sad face: "It's actually like this. In the past two years, our turtledove.com It’s really uncomfortable to be stared at by the top all the time, with my hands and feet bound, so I want to take those reporters who are about to rebel overseas for a stroll, and give them a break by the way—if I don’t vent to them, then I will It exploded!"

"Oh? Those contracted reporters of yours are going to rebel?" Yang Zhu looked at this guy gloating.

Song Wenxuan sighed: "Since the "Huaxia Food Safety Situation Survey" two years ago when we, Cultado.com, made a big noise, the group of journalists who signed up with us are certainly excited, but the censorship of us by the higher authorities The intensity is getting stricter;”

"You know, although the current news content section of Turtledove.com avoids those sensitive topics as much as possible, and is more light-hearted, but the foundation of the original section is there, if you want to bypass Major social events are impossible—in fact, in the past two years, there are nearly two hundred similar in-depth report topics in my hands.”

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to post these topics, and it's not that I don't want to help... It's just that I'm stuck on it, and I really can't do anything!"

"Seeing that such a long time has passed, and those materials still cannot be released, some reporters started to get mad, calling the headquarters every now and then to complain about it, and some even took the train for two or three days to come to me to block The door wants to explain—several times, if someone stopped me, the fists of those contracted reporters would almost fall on my face!"

Speaking of this, Song Wenxuan breathed a little tiredly: "Actually, I understand them very well. These nearly two hundred special reports are all written after they risked their lives and paid countless grievances and painstaking efforts. ——Their original intention is not to seek fame or money, it is nothing more than the basic conscience of journalists, and they want to give the public a fair truth and give society a bright and sunny day;”

"Seeing that the material containing my passion was delivered to the most trustworthy news platform in my mind, but it has been almost two years, but it seems like nothing... If it were me, I would want to kill him and give him two slaps, right? "

"However, what they don't know is... I'm even harder than them!" Song Wenxuan couldn't help but swear when he thought of all the grievances he had suffered in the past two years.

"Boss, do you know that in order to pass the review of these materials, I have to go to the relevant departments every now and then like a grandson to beg my grandpa to sue my grandma so that they can show their respect; 3000 million will be invested in various public welfare undertakings—you know, the derivative business project of Cubajiu.com has not been fully developed, and the profit is limited, and the 3000 million is almost all my personal income!"

"But even so, because we made too much noise last time, there is still no intention of letting go, and those materials can only be locked in hard drives and safes to continue to eat ashes; after that, I still live a life far away from the mountain. The days when I was yelled at face to face by the reporters under my command... Damn it, when will this kind of two-faced and inhuman days be worth it!"

Looking at Song Wenxuan with a sad face, the little girl and Lu Feifei couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

This person looks like a scumbag who should be flushed into the sewer, but look at this... It seems that this guy is having fun all day long, but he is actually relieving his huge psychological pressure?

On the other hand, Yang Zhu on the other side is well aware of this guy's piss, and knows that he has a strong psychological endurance. These messy things will certainly bring huge psychological pressure to Song Wenxuan, but they will definitely not make him collapse to this point; therefore, right now This style of acting is probably more of a performance, so he threw a cigarette in the past angrily: "Tell the truth!"

Song Wenxuan took the cigarette, immediately changed his face, and said with a playful smile: "Boss, it's actually like this. Didn't Qingyi ask me to be in charge of the news section of Penguin.com recently... I added an overseas column section, dedicated to Talking about overseas social news, I found that the effect is quite good.”

"It's just that, as you know, there are too many Muyang dogs in our country, and some people say that foreign ones are not good... Therefore, under the various articles in these overseas columns, many people are scolding us for fabricating facts."

"You know me, I don't care about money, but I care about my own health;"

"Facing so many muyang dogs who are talking nonsense with their eyes open, as an online media organization, we definitely can't just get off the ground. It's too embarrassing, and it's easy to smear more and more black;"

"So, when I found out that Zhutou International Trade has established two streaming media overseas, I immediately came up with an idea-since you can pretend not to believe what the Chinese people say, then you can't pretend that those foreign devils show up in person. Are you blind?"

When Yang Zhu heard this, he immediately became interested: "Oh? How do you play?"

Song Wenxuan laughed, his face full of pride: "It's simple, the current streaming media technology is relatively mature, as long as the server storage space is sufficient, and the uploaded files are not too large, those videos can be loaded and played smoothly; "

"So, I thought, let those foreign devils turn into journalists to report social events in their own country or share what they think about certain things, especially how Chinese people treat them. opinion?"

"And the contracted journalists of Cucumber Network can just take over part of the behind-the-scenes work, disassemble those materials that cannot pass the review, then remake them, and reverse-engineer them into the links of these programs."

Fearing that Yang Zhu would not understand what this meant, Song Wenxuan explained: "For example, isn't there a lot of special topics about medical reform on Cuijiu.com that can't pass the review?"

"Then let's change the way. Instead of talking about the various drawbacks of medical reform, I will interview Europeans and Americans and let them briefly describe the current situation after the separation of medicine in their own country, where the medical industry is highly industrialized, and what they have experienced. The current view on the domestic medical industry - of course, the content scale must be well grasped, and the words should not be too straightforward, but it must also be able to draw people's associations; "

"When the time comes, we, Turtledove.com or Penguin News, will start a topic of observation and let netizens participate, but we will not express our views... As for the subsequent derivative topics, we will leave it to the rest of the media to fight with each other!"

Speaking of this, Song Wenxuan showed a treacherous smile on his face: "Anyway, the unemployment rate in Europe and the United States is still high recently. As long as they can make money, these people will definitely not mind showing their faces on the Internet according to our guidelines-as long as this type of video and news Once there are more, Chinese people will naturally understand what kind of bird is foreign, and with a reference, they will naturally understand how to look at some things in China; "

"And the most wonderful thing is that our country's laws on online media are not perfect now. We only need to increase the [entertainment] attribute in these videos and package them into a cultural exchange video. Whether it is Penguin News or not, reposting and transporting these video materials will not be difficult—by then, we will not only be able to block the stinky mouths of Muyang dogs, but also open up news channels at home and abroad. Isn’t it killing two birds with one stone? "

Yang Zhu looked at him with some surprise... It's been a while since I saw him, this guy has improved!

As we all know, all cognitive biases in the world stem from information asymmetry, and at least 70% of the factors that cause information asymmetry are due to narrow information acquisition channels, while the remaining 30% come from subjective inertia.

And with the development of people's wisdom, the more information-rich, objective, and less prone to subjective media platforms are, the easier it is to be trusted by the public—to a certain extent, if the turtledove.com can successfully integrate the beautiful If China's two streaming media platforms continue to follow the current thinking, it will undoubtedly increase its influence to a higher level.

However, Yang Zhu, who is well aware of the power of the word "public opinion" and the cause and effect afterwards, obviously does not intend to jog, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Little Turtle Dove, it doesn't matter if I entrust those two streaming media to you. It's just... I have my own purpose in doing these two projects, since you want these two streaming media, then of course, you have to take on the role they should take on!"

Seeing the malicious intentions in the corner of Yang Zhu's mouth, Song Wenxuan suddenly felt a little bad, and after hesitating for a while, he said tremblingly, "Boss, what do you want to do again..."