Le Jing opened the door, and the store door was facing the street, making it bustling.

This is a scenery from the last century that is more realistic than in film and television works.

Countless "camel Xiangzi" were sweating profusely and dragging rickshaws through the streets. Hawkers carried things to sell along the streets. Workers wearing unified systems were walking in a hurry with cloth bags on their backs. Several young people who looked like students sat in the breakfast shop and ate voraciously...

Every frame and every shot is full of the worldly fireworks that are not found in film and television works.

This is 1938.

The most humiliating, dark, resentful and depressed era in modern Chinese history.

And he is now in Malaysia, a small country next to the behemoth of China, and a relatively peaceful country at present.

However, how can there be a finished egg under the collapse of the nest?

In more than three years, on December 8, 1941, the Japanese army will officially launch an invasion of Malaysia, known in history as the Battle of Malaya. The war lasted for more than a year and ended with the Japanese victory. From then on, Malaysia was in a period of colonial rule by Japan in the following years.

"Boss Le! It's so good!" A middle-aged man carrying a briefcase and a suit and tie walked into the store and greeted Le Jing warmly at the counter.

"Mr. Li, are you going to work?"

Lee Zheng, a reporter from Ta Kung Pao in Malaysia, has gradually become familiar with each other since he bought a copy of "The Legend of Wukong" from Le Jing a few days ago.

Unexpectedly, Li Zheng said, "I am going back to China, I am here to say goodbye to you."

Le Jing asked in confusion: "Why did you leave so suddenly? I remember you said before that you have just been in Malaysia for two months."

Li Zheng was silent for a moment, and tears were already in his eyes when he spoke again: "More than half a month ago, an American named Sideel published a news titled "The Japanese Army Killing For Ten Thousands" in the American Chicago Daily News, first revealing to the world the brutal crime of the Japanese army carrying out a massacre in Nanjing."

"Mr. Sidir wrote in the news..." He closed his eyes and had two lines of clear tears on his cheeks. "The 'Hell-like Four Days' is the most appropriate description and portrayal of the 'siege' and 'fall' of Nanjing... Along the Xiaguan River in Nanjing, along the city wall, a group of about 300 Chinese people are being shot in groups, and the riverside has long been "stolen from the knee". This crazy scene has become a unique scene in the city in the few days after Nanjing fell."

Le Jing was also silent.

Nanjing is destined to be a scar that the Chinese nation will never forget and cannot avoid.

This is the most humiliating moment for a nation and the most humiliating moment for this country called China.

The army was defeated step by step, the capital was destroyed, and the people were like lambs, allowing the enemy to enjoy the fun and kill.

Five thousand years of glory and five thousand years of pride were easily broken by others. In the future, even if they spent more than half a century to stand up again, the humiliation and pain will always be imprinted in the memory of the nation and the history of the nation. The descendants of future generations are filled with tears and cannot bear to read them.

When people talk about Nanjing in the future, they will not talk about the beauty of Jiangnan and the mist of Qinhuai. They will only think of the inhumane but unforgettable massacre.

Li Zheng choked loudly, his voice trembled, and he could hardly speak: "The Japanese massacred Chinese on Chinese land, but this incident was recorded by an American and published in American newspapers. Without Mr. Sidir, we would not even know what was going on in Nanjing."

He covered his face and finally cried out: "I feel very ashamed. I am a reporter, I am a reporter from China! But I can't let the people of this country know what's going on here!"

He raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said with a sob: "I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to record all the evidence of Japan's crimes with my lens, I want to tell people what kind of war China is going through, I want to tell people all over the world - we Chinese are not cowards! We are not sick husbands of East Asia!"

Le Jing stared at Li Zheng, who was his predecessor. Looking at him, he seemed to see Fang Dazeng 1, Cao Juren 2, Meng Qiujiang 3, Hu Jibang 4... They ignored their lives and rushed to the battlefield for the passion in their hearts without hesitation, and used the lens in their hands to give their descendants a real history.

He had never heard of a reporter named Li Zheng in his later generations. Perhaps it was the difference between the two time and space, perhaps it was because he was buried in the sea of ​​clouds in history, perhaps it was because he later turned his back on his ideals, or perhaps... he died in obscurity before the dawn of the new world.

But no matter what ending he ended up with, Le Jing sincerely admired his courage at this moment.

What is a reporter?

The reporter is the night watchman of the times and the person who sounds the horn of the times.

However, in the 21st century when Le Jing lived, it was already difficult for him to find a reporter who had such journalistic ideals like Li Zheng.

As a former reporter, Le Jing is very aware of the current situation of this industry.

Work is tiring, low wages, low welfare, and high risks. Young people come in with their journalistic ideals, and then they are smoothed out by the darkness of society. They either turn to new media and wait for industries that make money quickly, or become rare and confused social veterans.

Therefore, a few years ago, when a reporter interviewed a top scorer in the college entrance examination, he faced the idea that the top scorer wanted to fill out the news application, the reporter tried his best to dissuade him.

Because, times have changed.

Under the impact of new media, a money-making behemoth, and under the cheap wages and benefits of journalists, in 2017, there were only 175 registered reporters in China, and less than 130 traditional media investigative reporters. In 2011, the number was 306.

175 people, they face a great country with a population of 1.4 billion, and what they fought against was the huge shadow under this bright country.

Jian Guangzhou, who reported melamine, wrote on social media in 2012: "The ideal is dead, I will withdraw first, brothers, take care of it!"

He wrote the full-scoring essay "The Death of the Red Rabbit Horse" in the college entrance examination, and reported on the gutter oil. Jiang Xinjie went to Tmall and served as the sales director.

There are many journalists who have left the journalist industry they love one after another.

But can they condemn their betrayal for bread? How many ideals can withstand the crushing of reality?

It is gratifying that no matter when, China has no shortage of people who work hard, no shortage of people who plead for the people, and no shortage of people who sacrifice themselves for the law. It is with them that China can stand up for the backbone of five thousand years! 5

So Le Jing asked, "If you don't go back?"

Li Zheng smiled, and he answered firmly: "I will never return!"

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Before you leave, I have something I want to ask you." Le Jing said seriously.

"Please say it."

"This is "How Steel Is Made" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". "Le Jing pulled out a few books from the bookshelf and placed them on the counter. "In addition to the "Book of Wukong" in your hand, I hope you can bring them to the country, whether it is copying or printing, please make sure to let more people see it."

It is now January 1938.

The Japanese army had not occupied Kaifeng, and Chiang Kai-shek had not decided to release water at the Huayuankou of Zhengzhou. Henan and Anhui had not yet become a vast ocean, and had not yet caused 1.4 million people to be homeless and hundreds of thousands of people to drown.

Guangzhou, Wuhan, Nanning, Hainan Island... has not yet fallen. The Japanese bombing of Chongqing has not yet begun.

Wang Jingwei had not signed the "Basic Outline for the Adjustment of the Emerging Relations of the Japanese Branch" with Japan, which was a humiliating country. At this time, he was still a patriot who enjoyed a reputation and was respected.

Japan has not yet attacked Pearl Harbor in the United States, and the United States has not yet participated in the war.

The famine occurred in Henan, causing about 3 million deaths to death.

This is 1938, separated from the corpses of tens of millions of compatriots in 1945, and countless battles from the 1949.

Le Jing knew the ending. He knew that they would win in the end. But the people here didn't know.

They don’t know how proud Chinese they can stand up and become in the future.

They also don't believe that they can stand up in the future. They don't even believe that they have a future.

Le Jing was not so arrogant that he thought he could change history, and he could not defeat Japan alone and end the war.

The only thing he relies on is the knowledge and books he brought from later generations.

He had carefully considered all the three books that Li Zheng brought back to China.

"The Legend of Wukong" conveys readers the spirit of fighting that breaks tradition, pursues freedom, and never admits defeat.

"How Steel Is Tempered" is to inspire the people to participate in the revolution, devote themselves to national construction, and strive for the cause of liberation of mankind for life.

As for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the story of Guo Jing and Huang Rong fighting against the Mongolian army will undoubtedly resonate with readers in the context of today's era. He also wanted to use Guo Jing and Huang Rong to guard Xiangyang for more than ten years to tell readers that the heroes are the most powerful, for the country and the people. Only if you have the world in your heart and are loyal and brave to the country, then even if you are poor, even if you are unbearable, you are also a real hero!

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is strictly just a popular martial arts novel, but it is because of its popularness that this book can truly enter the hearts of ordinary people. Compared with the heavy obscureness of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and the "inconsistent with the local environment" of "How Iron Is Made", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is undoubtedly more down-to-earth and easier to be understood and accepted by the people at the bottom. Unlike the tragedy of the first two books, this book is in line with the Chinese people's preference for watching a happy ending, and is undoubtedly more convenient to spread.

He hopes to use this book to complete the patriotic enlightenment of the people with low education levels at the bottom, so that they can muster up the courage to resist the tyrannical invaders.

He also hopes to use the story of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" to inspire more people to join this cruel war. He hopes that more people can stand up and save this crumbling country!

After reading "The Legend of Wukong", Li Zheng certainly understood the shock and changes that this book can bring to the current country. He also heard the book "How Iron Is Made", which is a popular book in the Soviet Union. As for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", he really never heard it. Listening to the name of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Li Zheng has also read it, which mostly talks about vulgar things in the world of arousing revenge, and it is really hard to be elegant. But since Boss Le cherished it and took it out, it was also put together with "The Legend of Wukong" and "How Is Steel Is Made", proving that this book is still worthy.

only……

"Boss Le." He hesitated and said, "No matter how "Iron is made", do the authors of the other two books know that you did this? Without the author's permission, stealing will be a lawsuit."

Le Jing also knows this.

On Earth, he is a perfect piracy. But even so, he can only do this.

Moreover, even if he wants to ask for the author's opinion, he has no way to ask for it.

Except for "Iron and Steel", the authors of the other two books are only in their teenage years and the other is not born yet.

And this is another plane after all, so it is still unknown whether there are Jin Yong and Jin He here.

So he could only repeatedly assure Li Zheng that there would never be an author to hold him accountable, so that he could rest assured. Finally, Le Jing simply said: "Just treat me as the full agent of these two authors."

Li Zheng was relieved, but he didn't know what he had imagined, and he looked at Le Jing even more admiring.

Le Jing ignored his thoughts and said, "These books can reduce the fees for the poor, or even be free. But for rich people and foreigners, I hope the higher the price, the better."

Li Zheng touched his nose, "Boss Le, you really have a problem for me!"

"But." He shrugged and laughed happily, "It's just my wish! I have friends working in the printing office, so I'll leave this to me!"

"When I settle down there, I can let my friend do this." Li Zhengchong and Le Jing squeezed his eyes, "I'm sure these books will definitely be sold out in China. Boss Le, you will get rich!"

So Le Jing smiled again and said, "Then, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with something."

"You said."

The young man said lightly: "Donate all the proceeds from selling books that belong to me to the domestic army for anti-Japanese use."

The young man's expression was plain, there was no sign of merit on his face, no show-off, nor did he see the excitement and excitement of those young people when they were passionate. The young man's expression was very calm from beginning to end, and his words were extremely calm.

But his words made Li Zheng burst into tears.

With such young people, why worry about not prospering in China?

"Okay!" Li Zheng replied firmly, "I will definitely donate the money to the domestic anti-Japanese use, and then publicize your righteous deeds to the domestic!"
To be continued...