Subtitle of this chapter: News finally became big news

look-look, look.

The New York Daily News is professional, and it is worthy of being the "king of the American Daily". Only the reporter of this newspaper hangs a camera about the same size as a laptop on his neck, which is not cumbersome. It's really professional!

"Of course." Yuan Yan agreed happily.

"Please look here!"

"eggplant!"

Our Master Yuan has been there for a long time, and he hasn't taken a selfie for about two months... Well, after taking a photo, he couldn't help but show a standard selfie smile when he heard the shouts, and also made a scissors hand.

"Bang!"

With the death of a spotlight, his mysterious smile and the mysterious action of scissors hand appeared in the eyes of the people of New York for the first time...

Because Yuan Yanshu never said what scissor hand means in his life, the "Yuan scholar" in later generations made many speculations:

The most mainstream explanation is of course victory. The shape of the two fingers represents the first letter v. Later, British Prime Minister Mr. Churchill learned this gesture representing victory from Master Yuan.

Some people also say that this is obviously a "2", Master Yuan's lucky number. He is the 2 most...well, he likes the 2 most. The evidence is that many of his novels are unwilling to write down the second part of his novels, and often ask others to write them on their behalf.

There is also an explanation from a mysterious perspective. This gesture should be the "handprint" in the Eastern religion believed by Master Yuan, representing a god of this sect, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. Because the Eastern people believe that taking photos will capture people's souls, he used this gesture to resist the harm to the soul.

After taking the photos, our Master Yuan was waiting for the reporters to continue to ask questions. But unexpectedly, these four reporters asked the same question in unison:

"Mr. Yuan, can I bet with you?"

"This..." Yuan Yan's lips twisted and nodded with great difficulty: "Since you are so interested, then..."

"No!" Vice President Conant also walked up at this time, and he opposed loudly in a stern tone, "Mr. Yuan will no longer accept betting..."

“Betting from outside nyu!”

He finally figured it out that the Chinese suggestion was somewhat desirable. At least it was not harmful to the school. For the students... First of all, these students are adults, secondly, Nyu is a private university and not a nursery. In the end, this is absolutely legal. So the school really has no position or reason to stop it.

Students from Western private universities should not talk about gambling, even the school would not care if they were duels decades ago.

Moreover, Mr. Conant is still a little conscious of crisis public relations. Now that the reporters are coming, if they rush to stop, it will confirm that this is a farce.

It’s better for the school to dominate the order, so that the situation can be controlled. Otherwise, if this Chinese student is just going to do something random and it’s too big, it’s out of control.

"Anyway, he only accepts bets from NYU faculty and students, and off-campus personnel cannot participate! Is that true, Mr. Yuan?"

The vice principal said this, Yuan Yanshu had to nod in a difficult situation, spread his hands and said to the four reporters: "Mr. reporters, you have heard it too. As a student of NYU, I had to refuse."

These guys showed a look of disappointment and left here without saying hello.

When they left, Vice President Conant nodded to Yuan Yan and said, "Okay, Mr. Yuan. Just do what you said. I'll arrange the things outside!"

"By the way, Mr. Yuan. I..." When he was about to leave, he suddenly looked at the Chinese student from head to toe.

Then Mr. James Conant shook his head and said, "Mr. Yuan, I originally wanted to put a few hundred dollars in to play, but seeing how you look now, I somehow think you won't lose!"

The mysterious oriental smiled mysteriously, bowed slightly to the vice principal, turned around and walked back to his position. After all, everyone was anxious.

And on the campus of Nyu, with the order of Vice President Conant, the chaotic situation was finally controlled.

In fact, he only said one sentence, and everyone became accused of the same hatred.

"Mr. Yuan is about to end, so..."

What else can I say? If you don’t drive away the people outside, wouldn’t this big pie from the sky fly?

So the students and staff of Nyu united and smuggled into the revolution... Well, all the outsiders in the betting team were driven out. There were also people guarding the classroom door. Unless they could prove that they were Nyu's internal staff, they would not even be able to meet our Master Yuan.

And finally some of them thought of...

"Here's here!"

"What's coming?"

"The mimeograph is here!"

"This is so good! Start moving quickly!"

Originally, there were some handwritten contracts that were unclear or missed, but Miss Helen Brown checked them very carefully, so the speed was naturally not fast. But now with a mimeograph, it would be different.

This gamble started at 12 noon. By 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the total bet amount was about 100,000 US dollars. By 4 o'clock, it had exceeded 300,000 US dollars!

Our Master Yuan also ushered in the second wave of interviews. This time it was not those tabloids that specialize in publishing romantic news. Instead, the New York Times, the Washington Post, the Wall Street Journal, and the Le Monde, which belongs to the Pulitzer family.

Oh, the Los Angeles Times is missing, otherwise I will have gathered the four major American newspapers this time! I wonder if I can make a wish after I gathered it...

That’s right, the New York Times, the Washington Post, the Wall Street Journal and the Los Angeles Times are all known as the four major newspapers in the United States. However, because the Wall Street Journal prefers financial content, some people believe that the United States should have only three major newspapers.

Our Master Yuan was able to gather these four newspapers not because of his protagonist's halo... Well, maybe one thing is because the big news he created was really eye-catching.

Let me put it this way, if a Chinese student opened a bet online the day before the 2016 presidential election, and his Majesty Trump would win. He also accepted a bet of nearly 10 million US dollars, would this turn into a big international news?

Moreover, our Master Yuan is in the United States in 1920, so how could there be so much news in the self-media era a hundred years later? Do you know how hard the reporters are doing in order to find news these days?

In addition, the outcome of the election has been decided, which is simply unreasonable for the press. These major newspapers have already said everything they should say. There was such a thrilling and interesting news about the election on the voting day, so naturally several major newspapers came together.
Chapter completed!