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Chapter 50 Stephen Hawking, the Journalism Genius

"There are tabloid stories about Tony Stark almost every day. If you write about him, everyone else will too. What kind of competitiveness is that?"

On my way here, I saw many people holding newspapers, all reporting on last night's events. You should ask your subordinates to check the sales figures for your fifth page so far today.

Seeing Jonah Jameson's reluctance, Hawking patiently explained.

He valued Jonah Jameson quite a bit; the fact that he was able to found the Daily Bugle and develop it to this extent meant he definitely had some talent.

Perhaps Jonah Jameson's professional ethics are lacking, and the news reports are not entirely truthful, as can be seen from the various Black Spider-Man versions.

But that's exactly what he values ​​about the other person: they have too high a moral standard, and he doesn't really need someone who's obsessed with the authenticity of news.

Because in the future, the news he had the Daily Bugle release could not all be so true; when necessary, various falsehoods and exaggerations were indispensable.

"Check the sales figures for today's fifth edition up to now."

Jonah Jameson listened with some skepticism, then picked up the phone and called the female secretary outside his office.

A moment later, the female secretary called back to report to the leader:

"Boss, the fifth edition is sold out now."

Sold out?

Jonah Jameson paused for a moment, then immediately jumped up from his chair and roared into the phone:

"Quick...get Eddie to my office right now! I need a picture of that armored man for tomorrow's front page!"

In his eyes, nothing is more important than sales. As long as sales are good, he'll do anything, whether it's armored men or masked men.

Soon, a young reporter with a camera hanging around his neck rushed in.

"Eddie, write me a report about that armored man, and I don't care how you do it—whether you spend money or pull strings—get me a few photos of that guy."

Upon seeing Eddie, the best reporter from the Daily Bugle, Jonah Jameson immediately stood up and began giving orders.

Once he was focused on his work, he had completely forgotten about Hawking.

"Boss, should we write the positive or the negative?"

"Eddie asked."

Jonah Jameson's eyes widened:

"Of course it's negative. Writing about negative things is more interesting. Why are you asking me about this?"

The description of the armored man hiding his face suggests he might be in cahoots with the bank robbers. They got into a fight over the loot and ran away when the police arrived.

Yes, write it like that. You can polish the details.

"Yes, boss!"

Eddie wasn't surprised to hear this and immediately nodded. He knew his boss's personality best, and asking was just in case.

Just as he was about to turn around, a voice called out to him.

"No, you can't write it like that. I want you to write all positive reports."

Turning his head, he saw the unfamiliar young man sitting opposite the boss, who hadn't said a word.

"Who are you?"

"I'm your boss's boss. If you don't obey my orders, you'll be part of the unemployed army by this time tomorrow."

Hawking stood up and smiled.

Eddie immediately turned to look at his boss, Jonah Jameson, whose lips twitched:

"Do as he says?"

"I'll tell you how to write tomorrow's news; the headline will be something like this:"

Shocking! A god descends to earth to save humanity!

It's terrifying that someone could catch a bullet with their bare hands!

Incredible! A cloud capable of carrying people has appeared in the Bronx!

Then, in the content, praise the God of War to the skies; you can even write him as God, the point is to make everyone feel that he is a trustworthy superhero.

After saying that, Hawking took out a stack of staged photos from his pocket and threw them on the table.

"These are photos of the God of War. Use whichever one you think is suitable."

"It's such a shame you're not a journalist!"

Jonah Jameson picked up the photo on the table and looked at Hawking with admiration, as if he had met a kindred spirit.

None of those three news headlines mentioned the name "God of War," yet they highlighted all the key points. The best part is that just one glance at them made you want to click in immediately to see what was going on—it was absolutely brilliant!

He decided that all future headlines in the Daily Bugle would adopt this format.

After spending some time at the Daily Bugle building and finalizing the headline for tomorrow's paper, Hawking rode his motorcycle to Queens.

Currently, apart from some young people, most people still prefer to read the news in newspapers, so the Daily Bugle plays a significant role.

"I wonder if that Eddie from earlier was a host for Venom."

While riding his motorcycle, Hawking suddenly remembered that the symbiote host of Venom seemed to be named Eddie, who was also a journalist.

However, he didn't take it to heart, because even if it were true, he was still just a lowly reporter, and superheroes like Venom were the kind that were relatively easy to recruit.

"Midtown High School, let's go check it out first."

After speeding along, Hawking finally found the famous Midtown High School in Queens.

Finding Peter Parker in such a large area as Queens is no easy task, but finding a well-known public high school is much simpler.

At least in his memory, most Spider-Men in the universe should have attended Midtown High School.

If this universe isn't like that, then it doesn't matter. We can just make up an excuse and ask Professor X to use his brainwave amplifier to help us find it.

"Hey handsome, which class are you in? Let's get acquainted, I'm Lily!"

Huo Jingang parked his motorcycle, but before he even reached the teaching building, he was stopped by a very attractive blonde girl.

Midtown High School is a municipal public high school. It is neither an elite school nor an expensive private school. It does not offer elite education, and the atmosphere of the school is relatively relaxed. Therefore, the students here are naturally diverse.

Apart from a few students with good grades, most of them are just playing around, dating, or rebelling. They might not start working hard until they get to college.

Stephen Hawking's near-perfect physique, paired with a black jacket and riding a powerful Harley-Davidson motorcycle, would naturally be very attractive to girls his age.

"Girls abroad are really direct."

Hawking paused for a moment, then smiled and replied:

"Little sister, I'm not from your school. Do you know someone named Peter Parker?"

"Little sister?"

The blonde girl raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and deliberately puffed out her chest.

"You don't look that big, and besides, do you think I'm small?"

"Oh, I didn't mean anything by it. Obviously, you're very beautiful, a real beauty. I just meant that I'm a few years older than you."

Upon seeing this, Hawking immediately smiled and offered an explanation.

He knew that rebellious teenage girls hated being treated like children.

Sure enough, the blonde girl's expression softened considerably after hearing this.

"That's more like it. There is a nerd at school named Peter Parker, but I don't know if he's the one you're looking for."

(End of this chapter)