Chapter 11 trade secrets a poem about slandering an earl

"Those who line up," said the Earl of Slander, "are in I went to line up a week before the premiere of the new movie..." Those people took the money to queue up. The Earl of Slander is on the stage, he stands, holds up In one hand, he held a piece of paper, and that white paper blocked his face. The rest are in a blue suit, A red tie, brown moccasins. On his raised wrist was a gold watch. "Congratulations" engraved on it On stage, there is no spotlight, only one face. Projected onto the paper are headlines in large print: Local journalist wins Pulitzer Prize

Behind the headline, the Earl said: "Those people Live by queuing..." Because the blockbusters of the summer vacation are one after another, film company tour bus from a town Pick up these so-called fans in another town Fantastic movies from sci-fi to superheroes. Every week, a new town, a new hotel A new tutorial-grade film that pretends to be a hit. Those cardboard and tin costumes, apparently I made it at home, After the clothing department is ready, it will be shipped out. All this effort is to deceive the local media to hype News, free publicity. Creates an illusion of how many people will enjoy the movie.

All that time and money, called "seeding the audience". In his shirt pocket the red light of the cassette player flashes Record every word. The Earl of Slander asks: Who is more stupid? " A reporter who refuses to find meaning in life? Or readers who want these? Take everything a stranger says? From behind the paper came the voice of slandering the earl, who said: "Journalists have the right to... ...and responsibility, to destroy Those Taurus that he helped to give birth to. "