i am beckham

Chapter 116 David Must Be Perfect
At 7:50 in the evening, Nick, the editor of The Sun, came home and sat down on the sofa.

"What a damn day."

Nick drank most of the beer in one gulp, hiccupped loudly, and leaned back on the sofa.

For the first time in 15 years at The Sun, he is having doubts about his career.

He chose Modern and Medieval Languages ​​major at Cambridge University. When he was about to graduate, he categorically rejected the postgraduate recommendation letter from his tutor, and came to the "Sun" without hesitation and became an editor.

At the time, this choice could be described as deviant, but Nick enjoyed it. He believed that among the many media in the UK, only the "Sun" was the media that really spoke for the middle and lower classes.

In terms of historical background, "The Sun" is a stinky younger brother compared to many paper media.

In terms of when it was founded, the "Sun" has to be called the father of "Mirror" and the grandfather of "Guardian". It doesn't make sense to call "The Times" its ancestor.

In terms of professionalism, the sales volume of "The Sun" in the first 6 years of its establishment was a mess, and it had no status in the world at all.

If it were a media with some moral integrity, in this case, I am afraid that they would have shouted ideal slogans and cut themselves off from the people, but the "Sun" chose to be closely tied to the middle and lower class people, and they used a whole large page to publish pictures of beauties.

As they expected, after adding the pictures of beauties, the sales of "The Sun" increased gratifyingly, so they took a step forward and made all the beauties shirtless.

Seeing that such a bastard appeared in the decent and gentlemanly British Empire, other media criticized the "Sun" as insulting to the gentleman.

When Nick was in college, everyone had an interesting summary of the major newspapers.

The Times reads the people who actually run the country, the Mirror and the Guardian reads the people who think they run the country, the Daily Mail reads the wives of the people who run the country, the Financial Times reads the people who hold the country in their hands.

What about the readers of The Sun?

Readers of The Sun don't care who runs the country, as long as she's curvy.

Inspired by the times, thousands of students who dream of becoming journalists have gone to the paper media closely related to the country, hiding under the wings of famous families, thinking that that is life.

And Nick became a vicious editor of the "Sun" without hesitation.He firmly believes that the media does not exist to impress celebrities, politicians and socialites.

The significance of the existence of the media is to allow the middle and lower class people to have the right to know the world on an equal footing, and news reports must be understood by those with low education levels. This is the responsibility of journalists.

The "Sun" gathered a lot of wonderful young people like Nick, and let the middle and lower working people in the UK understand that all beings are equal in this world.

Through the "Sun Newspaper", the common people know that the men in the royal family also steal people, that celebrities also fail in their marriages, and that the class that controls wealth not only has all-powerful heroes, but also has shameless bastards.

Celebrities get constipated, stop lifting, go bald, and get hemorrhoids.

They used plain language to let everyone understand what the Nobel Prize is all about.

"The Sun" has firmly grasped the hearts of the lower class people with its straightforward, spicy and down-to-earth expressions, and gained a pivotal influence in the hearts of the people in just 20 years.

In 1995, the average daily sales volume of "The Sun" went straight to 300 million, becoming the most vital print media in the UK.

They let everyone see the diversity of the world, and dare to expose the ugly faces of those high-ranking consortia and politicians to the public.

Many people have a bad impression of The Sun, especially among intellectuals.Criticism from the intellectual circles pointed out that The Sun reported news in a rough, unprofessional, and unneutral way, and often used sensationalism to stimulate sales.

But Luke has always believed that the career he is engaged in is noble. He grew up with the "Sun", from a child of an ordinary family to a British middle class, and he is full of a sense of accomplishment in his work.

But life has its downfalls, like when he learns that a rising soccer player is going to be stalked by a member of a girl team, and for the first time he starts to hate what he's doing, and how he wishes there were no media in the world so he could be kept in the dark forever.

In a Champions League group match two years ago, he noticed the blond, deep-set, elegant young man in the Manchester United team.

It was Beckham's first start for United, and he was overwhelmed by the Turks' roaring and fireworks-infernal home court.

But he survived and helped his team score the goal that sealed the victory.

Nick could see different things in the young man's eyes, that was hope, that was brilliance, that was what he looked like in his dream.

Since then, he has been paying attention to Beckham and has insight into all the developments of the other party through his own channels.

Unlike many British people who only learned of a player named Beckham this month, he knew very early on that this young man had a brilliance, and he also knew the ups and downs he went through.

In the eyes of many people, the Manchester United right midfielder shone brightly as soon as he entered the public eye.

But Nick understood that this was the sharpening of Bao Jianfeng, so that Beckham could stand in his heart and be qualified to be a member of the England team.

In his mind, Beckham was doing what he dreamed about and never had the ability to accomplish.

Leading the England team to win the world championship is the ultimate dream of all England men.

This kind of Beckham occupies a special place in his heart, and no one else is allowed to touch him at all, even if he touches him.

But just today, Nick discovered that such an ordinary woman easily took away Beckham's love, which made the temple he had built in his heart for two years shatter in an instant.

It wasn't that he was prejudiced against Victoria. On the contrary, he was full of respect for this girl who could stand out from hundreds of thousands of people. This required great perseverance, and it was not an achievement that ordinary people could get their hands on.

Based on his judgment over the years, the Spice Girls will not only be popular, but they are likely to be popular. They are leading the direction of pop music in the UK.

But he still feels sorry for Beckham, the kid's vision is still low.

Beckham is only 20 years old this year, his career has just started, and he should not be bound by emotions at all.

At this time, Nick's wife saw him look frustrated and came up to ask about the situation with a look of concern.

Nick said he was fine, but he still couldn't help telling the story of picking Beckham for the past two years under his wife's concerned eyes.

Hearing this, his wife smiled sweetly. It turned out that her husband was hurt by idols.

Although her husband often introduced Beckham's story to her in a caring tone for the past two years, she knew very well that her husband was chasing idols, otherwise any man would hang posters of a player in his study.

"Maybe he's happy now!"

His wife’s persuasion made Nick suddenly seem to be stepped on the tail: “You may not know much about the working process of a female idol group. To maintain popularity, they need to increase their exposure on various occasions. In the UK, an idol group usually does not last for three years from its establishment to its dissolution.

And this budding boyfriend just happens to be his talisman at various ceremonies and parties. "

Thinking that Beckham was about to become a tool to increase Victoria's popularity, Nick couldn't help but sighed again.

The kid was still too young to understand what a vulgar and luxurious circle was waiting for him.

Thinking of this, his feelings for Beckham changed from pity to disappointment.

Once a man who is on his way to the pinnacle of life is contaminated with mediocrity, he is doomed to remain mediocre.

"Forget it, from now on he will be him and I will be me. I will never expect anyone else again!"

Amidst Nick's nagging complaints, "The Best of the Premier League" started broadcasting.

Thinking of the young man who could give himself blood every week before he rose to the top, Nick suddenly felt that this must-watch football program every week was so boring.

Seeing a wave of goal highlights appearing on the TV screen, Nick joked to his wife beside him: "The goals of the English have always been so boring, and there is no artistic beauty at all."

After complaining about the simple and crude way of scoring goals in English football, Nick snorted coldly, looking like he had seen through "life and death".

At this moment, the TV screen suddenly switched to the box at Stamford Bridge, and the beautiful and slender Sophie Marceau suddenly threw herself into Beckham's arms.

The most handsome man in England picked him up and turned around, turning around in a circle.

Accompanied by Beckham and Sophie Marceau's lifting action that can only appear in idol dramas and figure skating arenas, the scene immediately switched to the highlights of the match between Newcastle United and Wimbledon.

The wife next to him suddenly wondered: "Didn't you just say that Beckham and Victoria are together? But"

"I knew that news was fake. Only such a woman can match David!"

A rosy-faced Nick interrupted his wife's question, as if the other party was saying something absurd.

He took a big bite of the large hamburger at hand, drank a few mouthfuls of beer, and said happily after a loud belch: "This is football, this is life, hahaha!"

(End of this chapter)