American comics: Because I am Batman

"Mr. Wayne, I obviously took pictures of Batman and two Spider-Man! But I don't know why it turned out like this! It may be a problem with the mobile phone!"

"Mr. Wayne, you have to believe me! This is possible, no! This must be a problem with the phone, not mine. I really took a picture of Batman!"

Jessica was so anxious that she almost cried.

Wayne, who had returned to the Daily Planet for the first time, listened to Jessica's cry and nodded to indicate that she didn't need to be so nervous.

"It's okay, isn't it nice of you to take pictures like this?" Wayne picked up Jessica's phone and looked at the same mosaic picture above.

"Although it's blurry and unremarkable, at least you can still see a few figures inside. After all, isn't Batman just an urban legend?

This mysterious thing, no one can prove that it really exists, and no one can prove that it does not exist, so it is better to be vague like this. "

Wayne originally thought that what he said could bring some comfort to Jessica, but Jessica still looked like she was crying.

"Just take these photos and write a report, Perry, and give Batman a headline spot. The main headline is: Shocking: Batman has a companion?

Here’s the subtitle: Batman’s late-night meeting with other masked heroes! "

"You are the big boss, you have the final say."

Perry pushed up his glasses and said nonchalantly.

Then he seemed to remember something again and asked Wayne: "What about the kidnapping of the Greek ambassador and his daughter?"

"Although reporters don't have to swear an oath to anyone when writing articles, it's a major matter between countries. Before we get accurate information, it's better not to make comments in vain!"

"Then we can't be sure whether Batman has any companions! Then why did our title just now..."

Jessica, who has a direct personality, spoke directly, and then she realized halfway through that she seemed to be contradicting her boss, and she shrank back angrily.

"Jesse, you should understand what the boss is saying first, and then ask questions. The boss's title just now has a question mark on it, do you understand?"

She didn't understand, and she didn't understand until after the meeting.

Seeing Jessica, who was obviously dissatisfied, return to her job, Perry also chatted with Wayne in the office.

"Boss, although no one reads the newspaper now, we don't follow news that is obviously hot. Soon Planet Daily will have to live on your relief fund."

Wayne knew that Perry was talking about the Greek ambassador and his daughter. This matter was really hot news.

"We already have a hot spot, and that is Batman." Wayne pointed to the photo on the projector that was so blurry that almost nothing could be seen: "As for the drama of family and national affairs, let other media sing about it. "

"So our main business next is to let reporters chase and take pictures of the weirdo wearing a bat mask in the middle of the night with their mobile phones?"

Wayne could tell that Perry was obviously resentful. He might think that it would be a disaster for a layman like Wayne to come over to guide the Daily Planet.

"Perry, what kind of city do you think New York is now?"

Walking outside the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the busy streets of New York, Wayne changed the subject and suddenly asked.

"Isn't there a famous saying that New York is both heaven and hell? When did it change?"

"Then what kind of newspaper do you think the Daily Planet is?"

Perry was asked. When facing his big boss, he didn't want to be fired for speaking out.

However, when he thought back to his boss's behavior, he felt that his boss might have been even more disappointed in him if he had not told the truth.

"A third-rate newspaper, a daily newspaper specially designed for office workers to save toilet paper!"

"Yes, that's it." Wayne nodded in approval: "A completely inferior daily newspaper, full of all kinds of boring chicken soup for the soul, indifferent positive quotes, and no traffic hot spots at all.

Except for some news that is not responsible at all, there is no news that attracts readers' attention. "

"Are you asking why I should formulate such a development plan for Daily Planet?"

Perry, who was still a little hesitant, nodded.

"The spirit of the Union is dead, and its conscience has died with Robert, Martin, and John."

With that said, Wayne stretched out his finger and knocked on the window: "Perry, I believe in you. Without my intervention, you will undoubtedly be able to make the Daily Planet bigger and stronger."

"You know what people like to read now, you know what kind of news can catch people's attention the most, and you know how to make Planet Daily stronger."

Perry nodded thoughtfully: "So, boss, you mean, I can't make the Daily Planet better?"

Perry can still hear the difference between Stronger and Better.

"To be precise, no one with the ability can make the Daily Planet better."

Wayne sat back in his chair: "New York is pretty close to hell, isn't it, Perry?

Nothing can bring New York back, not that weirdo wearing a bat suit in the middle of the night, not even the Daily Planet. "

"so……"

Perry vaguely understood what Wayne's purpose was.

“You know, some soldiers will sneer at the tear-jerking sacrifices in war movies.

Because they have really experienced hell, they don't even care about their own lives, let alone those touching sacrifices.

However, there are also some soldiers who will be moved by it no matter how ridiculous or outrageous the plot in the war movie is.

Because they know that there are always people in this world who are performing for them and singing for them, even if the reason behind such performances is just for money. "

After saying that, Wayne stood up and prepared to leave: "So, when the death knell tolls, let those who once believed that there is still beauty in this world know that they are not an isolated island."

"What about Batman?"

"You can't expect Batman to make people in New York stand up. It's never Batman they need."

After answering Perry's last question, Wayne opened the door and disappeared. He didn't come to Daily Planet very often. The only time he came was to plan the reporting direction of the daily newspaper.

"A broken newspaper can't save New York City!"

After staring blankly at the door where Wayne left for a long time, Perry finally reached the seat where Wayne originally sat and looked at the layout of the next daily newspaper with a heavy heart.

New York City is hopeless, and Perry feels this is one of the rare points of agreement between himself and Wayne.

But the difference between them is that Perry wants to fall with the whole of New York and be a half-asleep person.

And Wayne actually wanted to give those who have not yet despaired a spiritual haven.

"Perry?"

After Wayne left, the office door was opened, and Jessica poked her head out of the door.

"What's the matter? Why didn't you knock on the door?"

Perry, who was startled by the sudden appearance of Jessica's head, yelled.

"Uh, sorry, Perry! I want to ask, do you still need me to pursue the news about Batman?"

Even if Perry had just taken off his glasses and hadn't had time to put them on, he could see that Jessica's big eyes were full of expectation and request.

"Go, go! Go quickly! Go and take a picture of that weirdo wearing a bat suit in the middle of the night!"

Then Perry shooed Jessica away like a fly.

"Well, since the big boss wants to turn Daily Planet into a chicken soup pot, let me make chicken soup for him!"

After thinking about it for a long time in the office, Perry finally accepted the reality.

Since it is the boss's will, how can these workers disobey it? I think all my years of experience in filing newspapers should be regarded as feeding a dog!

"Master Wayne, Daily Planet's losses are already outrageous. Why don't you just let Perry handle it on his own?"

As soon as I got in the car, the sound of wind sounded in the headphones.

“According to the data from our survey, more than 70% of New York City citizens believe that among so many newspapers, the Daily Planet is the least timely and reports the most useless news.

But the credibility of the news reported is the highest.

New York City residents believe that official reports are not even as credible as toilet paper.

In other words, the citizens of New York City believe in the Daily Planet more than official reports.

And if one day, the Daily Planet report and the official report begin to conflict, who do you think they will believe? "

Wayne, who had just got into the car, answered Feng's question like this.

"Then there's no need to preach big truths every day, right? The sports section can add some chicken soup to it. The trouble with people is that they are good teachers, Master Wayne.

Thanks to the Daily Planet, people in New York City can now talk about chicken soup anytime and anywhere. Don't they understand this? Do they still need someone to teach them? "

Wayne looked at the receding scenery outside the car window and was silent for a long time: "When one day, New York City no longer needs Batman, the first thing people think of will not be the bat that represents fear.

It's some nonsense that sounds useless but is very inspiring. "

Feng didn't know what to say. She didn't believe in chicken soup at all, and she didn't believe that people in New York City would be motivated by simple truths.

The people of New York have always been inspired by the figure fighting crime in the dark, but Wayne scorned this.

"Forget it, we have plenty of time to discuss this topic later. But now there are more urgent things to deal with!"

"Continental Hotel?"

"No, it's not." Feng spit out a name: "Is it Ziren?"