A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

After going over everything that had happened that morning in his mind several times, Li Mu wrote down different key points on an A4 sheet of paper, such as "thick smoke, falling building debris, and people who were hit." After writing them down, he began to weave a narrative in his mind.

The language will be kept as simple as possible, without any bias, and the events will be recounted as they happened...

He pondered this for a while, going over his draft in his mind many times, before getting off the bus.

Arriving at the back door of the broadcast van, he politely knocked. Zhang Linjie quickly opened the door, saw Li Mu, and asked:

"Teacher Li, what's wrong?"

There is definitely an age gap between the two, but the other person already calls Li Mu "teacher".

That's quite strange.

"Teacher Zhang, is Teacher Qin free right now? I'd like to recite my speech and have Teacher Qin hear it."

"Hmm? You're done?"

Qin Kai, who was sitting in the car, got up and walked over.

"Yes, Teacher Qin, I've prepared a draft in my mind."

"Okay, go ahead and tell me, I'm listening."

So, right next to the broadcast van, Li Mu took a deep breath and began to narrate:

"Hello, host. Here's what happened on the scene. I was in Lower Manhattan, about two blocks from the World Trade Center Twin Towers. I witnessed the entire event. It was this morning, around 8:45 AM local time. I was nearby when I suddenly heard a huge, low-flying whooshing sound. Looking up, I saw a large commercial airliner flying at an unusually low trajectory, almost vertically crashing into the upper floors of the North Tower of the World Trade Center. The impact occurred at approximately 8:46 AM, and a massive explosion occurred instantly upon impact, with thick smoke and flames immediately billowing from the upper part of the building..."

He said, "Qin Kai, listen."

In Qin Kai's listening experience, Li Mu's narration was very steady, without any stuttering or nervousness, and his pronunciation was also very clear, with standard Mandarin.

He described everything he saw and heard at the scene in a straightforward manner.

Yes, your basic skills are very solid.

Qin Kai nodded secretly, then continued listening:

"...That's all the information I can provide for now. That's all the facts I witnessed on site. Now, let's hand the footage back to the studio."

After describing all the facts clearly in one breath, almost without any pause, Li Mu concluded the simulated interview with his closing remarks, which was a factual account without any stance or bias.

"Teacher Qin, is this alright?"

"..."

Qin Kai didn't respond directly. Instead, he went over Li Mu's interview in his mind again and suddenly asked:

"Xiao Li, which university did you graduate from?"

Sun Yat-sen University.

"I heard from people at the Southern Metropolis Daily that you're an intern reporter, and you just graduated this year?"

"Yes."

"..."

Qin Kai revealed a satisfied expression:

"Hmm, your basic skills are very solid. Both your content and your tone and pace are excellent. Just use this outline in your mind and explain the content clearly. Very good. Just don't be nervous later."

He had been worried that the child wouldn't do well. But now, hearing such a fluent explanation, he felt more confident.

"So what questions will the host ask?"

"I won't ask."

Qin Kai shook his head slightly:

"We're currently waiting for the press conference in the US to get more information. The purpose of this morning interview is mainly to describe the facts. Many people want to know the situation at the scene of the disaster, so just express it clearly. We still have about half an hour here, so let's consolidate our information further."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Qin."

After Li Mu expressed his gratitude, Qin Kai seemed relieved and returned to the broadcast van. Only then did Li Mu notice a laptop on the table in front of his seat, containing some written text.

However, due to the distance, it was impossible to see what was written.

But even a fool could guess it was a news report.

Clearly, everyone is very busy.

So he stopped bothering them and went back to the Toyota, closed his eyes, and went over the draft he had just prepared in his mind again and again.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"Knock knock knock".

Zhang Linjie knocked on the car window to inform Li Mu that the morning news was about to begin.

……

CCTV's morning news is officially called "Oriental Horizon - Morning News," and it airs from 6 a.m. to 8 a.m.

That corresponds exactly to 5 p.m. to 7 p.m. New York time.

As is customary, the morning news segment from 6:00 to 7:00 is pre-recorded, while the segment from 7:00 to 8:00 is live.

The format of this program depends on when people wake up, with 7 to 8 a.m. being the most common time. CCTV can then broadcast important content live.

When Zhang Linjie came to inform Li Mu, it was already 5:30 p.m. New York time.

The morning news broadcast has been airing for half an hour.

When Li Mu arrived at the broadcast van, he immediately saw the news content on the television screen inside.

Wearing headphones, Qin Kai saw Li Mu and gave him a reminder:

"Xiao Li, there's still half an hour left. The first news story during the live broadcast will be yours. Xiao Jie, take Xiao Li to the interview location and find the right lighting. Xiao Li, memorize the script a few more times, so you don't make any mistakes."

"OK."

Li Mu responded and then followed Zhang Linjie to a cordon.

This cordon is located just outside the Petronas Towers. Inside this cordon, firefighters and medical personnel are moving bodies.

Standing in front of the cordon, facing the camera and the fill light, Li Mu felt inexplicably nervous.

But he immediately suppressed it.

"Teacher Li..."

"I'll call you Brother Jie, and you can call me Little Li, okay?"

Upon hearing Zhang Linjie's words, Li Mu responded.

Zhang Linjie was taken aback, then laughed:

"Okay, Xiao Li."

"Brother Jie."

"Okay, let me tell you something. You'll be in charge of describing what happened in a bit. After that, we'll switch roles, and I'll be in charge of the on-site reporting."

As he spoke, he also pointed to the rescue workers in the distance.

Clearly, today's interview was divided into two parts.

The two of them each performed their duties.

Li Mu nodded:

"it is good."

Just as he agreed, he suddenly saw the bald New York Times deputy editor, Mike Sant, walking towards him with a few people.

Upon seeing Li Mu and Zhang Linjie, the elderly white man, who, as the deputy editor of the New York Times, had no reason to personally greet the two young reporters, instead walked over:

Good evening, gentlemen.

Zhang Linjie quickly responded:

Good evening, Mr. Sant.

The white-haired man nodded, his gaze falling on Li Mu:

"Li, how many photos and videos do you have in total?"

He asked very bluntly.