After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Jiang Baige sat in front of the visa officer, looking a little nervous. Although she had experienced such a scene in her previous life, she still felt nervous.

But the visa officer just looked at her materials and didn't ask any further questions except for a few simple basic questions.

Yes, just as the travel agency staff assured her: "This is a mature industry chain. You have the travel agency as a guarantor, so there won't be any problems."

She came out of the building and Lin Xingran was waiting for her at the Russian restaurant downstairs.

The two of them were eating large chunks of goulash in a restaurant. The beef was cooked so soft that it melted in their mouths.

"went well?"

"I'm just waiting for you to come to Spain to find me."

Because the accommodations booked by travel agencies are relatively cheap, the locations are also far away.

Jiang Baige had no choice but to book another room near where Lin Xingran lived - she seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood dripping from her wallet.

Fortunately, Jiang Baige was smart and found that the tour fees for multi-country tours of the same duration were cheaper than those for a single country.

She chose a tour around the Mediterranean, which would include spending three days in Spain and a few days in other countries.

So he will leave earlier than Lin Xingran and come back later.

Lin Xingran was a little worried: "It's very dangerous abroad. I'm not sure if you're alone."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Thirty-year-old Jiang Baige has lived alone for many years and has a lot of experience traveling alone. Besides, this time she is traveling with a tour group.

What Wen Mian cares about is whether they will have a romantic encounter.

Jiang Baige and Lin Xingran looked at each other and smiled, as if saying: Oh, a romance novel!

However, they did not immediately break Wen Mian's fantasy, although she knew that Wen Mian would find a marriage partner through blind dates in the future.

But the pictures that Wen Mian sent her for reference in wedding decoration were still full of desire for romance.

She shrugged it off, but she wouldn't break anyone else's.

It's like if someone told her, "This is a detour, don't go on it." She would just say, "Is this really a detour? Let me prove it."

There are so many ways to live in the world, and the one she chooses may not be the right one.

After all, she was the one who starved to death in her previous life because of pursuing her dreams!

Whenever she thought of this, she would inevitably fall into self-doubt and had to keep herself busy to escape the shadow of death that was chasing her.

Her novel about wealthy families will begin serialization in April.

According to the usual update schedule, once she returns from the Mediterranean, paid subscriptions will be available, and additional chapters will be needed at that time.

So before going abroad, she had to make every effort to save up manuscripts.

Ever since she started writing online articles, it seems that her world consists of nothing but writing and saving articles.

Until now, if she does not have enough manuscripts to update for a month, she feels very uneasy and even wants to stop updating to ensure that she has enough manuscripts in stock.

Put the cart before the horse.

Lin Xingran tried to ease her anxiety, but Jiang Baige didn't calm down until she boarded a plane to Europe.

There was no point in worrying because her computer was no longer with her.

After a transfer and a long flight, it was a sunny afternoon in Italy when we landed.

Tour groups seem to prefer entering through Italy, perhaps because visas here are the most cost-effective.

She was forced to start her journey before she had time to rest.

In front of the wishing well that has been written into countless movies, novels and songs, she and the girls in the same group each bought an ice cream, then threw coins into the well to make a wish.

In her previous life, she didn't ask for anything, she just said thank you.

She has one wish in this life: “I hope my third book will be a big hit and make at least six figures.”

If her wish comes true, she can come here again in the name of fulfilling her wish.

There were small exclamations from the crowd.

Jiang Baige turned her head and looked at a boy in the same group, covering the backpack that was originally on her back.

There was a long tear on the expensive backpack.

The girl next to Jiang Baige sighed and said, "Even if nothing was stolen, this bag worth tens of thousands of yuan is ruined."

After saying that, she looked at the small bag without any logo hanging on her chest, licked the last bite of the ice cream that was about to melt, and began to bite the crispy cone skin one bite at a time.

Jiang Baige secretly took a photo of her and posted it to the dormitory group on WeChat, saying: [There is no romantic encounter, but there is a wonderful encounter. This chic girl would loudly say that she would become a rich woman this year when making a wish, and even biting the cone skin has a sexy feeling of conquering the world. ]

Lin Xingran replied before Wenmian: [Wait for me. ]

A few days later, Jiang Baige, Lin Xingran and Jing Chai met at the book fair.

When Lin Xingran saw the thorn hairpin, he felt very reserved and almost didn't know where to put his hands.

Jiang Baige put his arm around her shoulders and introduced her to Jingchai: "This is our future best-selling book editor, Lin Xingran."

"White dove..."

Lin Xingran poked Jiang Baige's waist, just touching her ticklish spot. Jiang Baige shrank back and laughed.

Jingchai also laughed and said, "That's great."

She recalled the days she spent with Chen Xi, but it was a pity that Chen Xi did not come this time.

Some time ago she found a new job, worked diligently, and planned to achieve great things.

Because she promised Jingchai that if one day no one was willing to publish Jingchai's book, she would support Jingchai and ensure that she could continue writing.

The three of them basked in the sunshine and had lunch together.

Jingchai had a small book signing event in the afternoon, which was held on short notice because after the publisher who invited her posted the news of her coming on social media, the media and readers sent the publisher many emails wanting to meet her.

"But they never mentioned compensation, which made me decide that I have to eat more of them and not lose money." Jingchai said half-jokingly, "So I'll treat you to dinner today, and you must eat well."

Lunch was about to end, but Lin Xingran still hadn't told him her real purpose, so Jiang Baige decided to see her off.

"Senior Jing, Xingran really likes your book. I wonder if there will be a chance in the future..."

Jingchai nodded: "Actually, I told Baige that this year I might organize the short and medium-length stories I wrote before and publish a collection."

"Have you discussed it with the publisher?"

"Well, the contract has been signed."

This was within everyone's expectations, because the publishing process is very long. It is already April, and if it was to be published within the year, it would have been planned a long time ago.

Lin Xingran's eyes dimmed.

At this time, Jingchai said again: "However, I have an idea for a new novel, which is about a girl's revenge. I wonder if you are interested... in completing it with me?"

"Can I really do this?"

"I can't answer this question." After saying that, Jingchai took out his mobile phone, selected a novel page from the browser's favorites, and then looked at Jiang Baige: "Have you shown this novel to Xingran?"