The Gao Family Village Advanced Vocational Technical School had recently added a brand-new discipline.
Its na was… peculiar.
The News Departnt.
What was even more peculiar was this—
The instructor was none other than Dao Xuan Tianzun himself.
Enrollnt requirents for this departnt were nothing short of maddening.
First: Presentable appearance.
Special note: "Those who resemble Chen Qianhu are strictly prohibited."
Second: Literate and well-read.
Special note: "Illiterates such as Gao Chuwu are strictly prohibited."
Third: Proper deanor and articulate speech.
Special note: "Blustering loudmouths like Flat Rabbit are strictly prohibited."
Fourth: Brave yet ticulous, able to endure hardship, and willing to appear in public.
Special note: "Refined young ladies who shy away from strangers and prefer hiding behind others—such as the Third Young Mistress—are strictly prohibited."
The bar was set so high it was practically floating in the clouds.
In an era where illiteracy was the norm, finding soone who t all these requirents was like fishing for phoenix feathers in a henhouse.
Unsurprisingly, very few people applied.
In the end, only nine students enrolled in the first class.
And remarkably—
All nine were won.
Six of them were forr courtesans who had reford their lives.
This naturally required an explanation of Li Daoxuan's policies.
Within the territories under his control, the courtesan trade had effectively beco a strictly forbidden industry.
Whenever the Gao Family Village Militia gained de facto control over a region, they would acquire all local brothels and convert them into inns or restaurants. The courtesans' contracts of indenture were publicly burned, restoring their freedom. They were then assigned proper work and assisted in returning to ordinary life.
So joined the Stars Performing Arts Agency.
So entered the Textile Factory.
Others beca clerks, secretaries, or administrators.
Of course—
Not everyone lived happily ever after.
So were dissatisfied with their new lives.
And so, they ca here.
Their goal was simple:
To beco news anchors like Gao Yiye.
At this mont, Production Model No. 3 stood atop the school's rooftop. There, a strange machine—two ters in diater—had been installed.
Li Daoxuan pointed at it. "Everyone, take a look. This is called a Miniature Cara."
"Miniature?"
The nine female students stared at the massive contraption, faces full of doubt.
Two ters wide… and you call this miniature?
That felt like a stretch.
However, this was Gao Family Village.
If Dao Xuan Tianzun said sothing was miniature, then it was miniature.
If it didn't seem miniature, then the problem must be their understanding of the word.
Therefore—
Yes.
This was miniature.
Absolutely miniature.
One of the girls asked curiously, "Dao Xuan Tianzun, what does it do?"
Li Daoxuan smiled. "It records everything happening around it."
The nine students exchanged glances, puzzled.
Li Daoxuan reached out and pressed a button. A red indicator light turned on.
"See this light?" he said. "When it's on, the cara is recording. Everything it's pointed at right now will be captured."
At the mont, the cara was aid at a beautiful courtesan from Puzhou—one who perford but never sold her body. She was strikingly lovely, her waist slender like a willow branch.
Hearing she was being recorded, she grew curious. "Oh? Then can I see what it recorded?"
Li Daoxuan chuckled. "Of course."
As he spoke, a giant golden hand descended from the sky, holding a tablet computer. The tablet had long been linked to the Miniature Cara.
Li Daoxuan shifted his consciousness back to his Production Model avatar inside the box. He lit up the tablet, whose icons were neatly arranged in a single row for ease of use.
With practiced ease, he opened the cara app, pulled up the footage, and played it.
Instantly, the courtesan's smiling face appeared on the screen—radiant, captivating, like a flower in full bloom.
The courtesan gasped. "Oh! It really recorded ! What a miraculous Divine Mirror!"
Li Daoxuan then opened a video-editing program and perford a few simple drag-and-drop operations.
Text appeared over the video.
"See?" he said, laughing. "That's a basic news segnt finished. When broadcasting, an anchor simply records narration over the footage, allowing people far away to learn what's happening here."
Realization dawned on the students.
"So the scenes we saw," one exclaid, "of the Militia fighting the Manchus—those were all recorded like this?"
"Exactly." Li Daoxuan sighed. "But filming battles requires reporters brave enough to go to the front lines. That's why I hoped to recruit so boys for the News Departnt… yet only girls applied."
The girls exchanged awkward looks.
They really didn't want to go to war.
Just then, the Puzhou courtesan grinned. "Dao Xuan Tianzun, I have an idea. It might attract many young n."
"Oh?" Li Daoxuan raised an eyebrow. "Let's hear it."
Imitating his actions, she turned on the cara and stood before it. Smiling sweetly, she said:
"The Gao Family Village News Studies Program is now recruiting! We have nine wonderful young won, but not a single young man… Oh dear. Are there truly no brave young n willing to protect these ladies?"
She stopped the recording, walked over to the tablet, copied the footage, and edited it with surprising speed—adding text and trimming smoothly.
Li Daoxuan whistled. "Impressive. You learn fast."
She smiled lightly. "I studied the classical arts from childhood. I pick things up quickly and have a photographic mory."
Li Daoxuan gave her a thumbs-up. "Outstanding."
She smiled again. "If we air this on tonight's news, surely many young n will co."
Li Daoxuan burst into laughter. "Absolutely. They'll co in droves."
Then his expression turned serious.
"But their intentions would be impure. They'd co for the nine beautiful young won—not for journalism. On the battlefield, such n would wet their pants and fail to capture anything useful."
He looked at her knowingly. "You wouldn't want classmates who crumble at the sight of danger, would you?"
The courtesan nodded slowly. "I understand."
Li Daoxuan shook his head gently. "No, you didn't make a mistake. You have excellent potential for news work. With your mory and learning ability, you'll go far."
He smiled warmly.
"Study well. Learn more. Beco a capable woman. In my domain—won have this opportunity too."
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