Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

Saturday, 49:[-] p.m.

After an hour and a half of warm-up, Star.com's annual awards ceremony finally entered the climax.

"The author who won the Star Award this year is - Saen, "The Supreme God"!"

On the stage, the lights are bright and the ribbons are flying.

Accompanied by tsunami-like cheers, a man in a suit took the trophy from the host and raised it high towards the audience.

When delivering his acceptance speech, he held the microphone and said emotionally: "I would like to thank my dear readers and the website for their great support. Since everyone has voted for me this honor, I will definitely live up to it." Your expectations..."

In the silent room, the mobile phone placed on the table suddenly vibrated frantically.

The young man lying on the keyboard was awakened by the sound.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and based on the memory before falling asleep, he groped in the dark and slid open the unlock screen.

The young man has slender fingers and pale skin. His long bangs almost cover his eyes when he lowers his head, and he has a gloomy and cold aura about him.

Especially when the room is pitch black and the only light source in the room is the blue light from the screen of the mobile phone, this temperament becomes more obvious.

But in fact……

Qiao Jing just fell asleep.

He hadn't fully woken up yet, and the frantically refreshing news on the screen dazzled him even more.

Daxia Yuan: "Damn it, Flower in the Mirror and Moon in Water didn't win an award this year?"

Yuan Daxia: "I thought it would be safe this time. The royal family's ticketing is too much, isn't it?"

Yuan Daxia: "Laughing to death, the last day's 200 million votes went directly from No.4, and everyone is blind?"

Daxia Yuan: "Idiot.jpg/Idiot.jpg/Idiot.jpg"

This person's real name is Yuan Chengdao, and Yuan Daxia is his pen name.

He, like the members in these groups, is a contracted author of Xingchen.com.

Soon, someone replied to him: "Pull it down, but people said that the readers' votes in the group are all saved in their hands, and they will wait until the last day to exert their strength."

Yuan Daxia: "Then what else is there to say? My God's final essay this year is so fierce, and all the data beat that brainless little white essay written by Saen, and it was squeezed out by someone's secret operation. The Star Award simply changed its name." The pheasant award, don't mind it!"

The Star Award is the highest honor awarded by Star.com every year to motivate authors.

At the beginning of its establishment, it was indeed a very valuable award. It not only had to count the various data of the novel, but also calculated the weight of readers' votes.

But since capital entered this industry, everything has changed.

Qiao Jing sat on the computer chair in a daze for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the screen swiping in the group hadn't stopped.

Yuan Chengdao, who was forced to listen to Sarn's award acceptance speech at the scene, was disgusted to the core, and directly scolded in the group: "Bah, you are so fucking shameless! God, you are so right that you didn't come tonight. This grandson disgusts me." I'm going to spit out dinner!"

Below is a row of "+1".

The reason why Yuan Chengdao was so angry was of course not just for Qiao Jing.

At the beginning, he and Sarn signed a contract at the same time. In order to get the title of "Rookie King", Yuan Chengdao held his breath and continued to explode for half a year. The ticket was stolen.

Now, even the author Jinghua Shuiyue, whom he admired the most, was overwhelmed by this kind of villain. How could Yuan Chengdao swallow this breath?

He started to go crazy in the group @乔镜: "Tear him up! God, let's tear him up for you!"

"I can't bear it," Qiao Jing thought for a while and replied, "So I plan to terminate the contract."

Yuan Cheng said: "???"

Now, even the authors who usually like diving the most were blown out by Qiao Jing's words.

"No, Flower in the Mirror and Moon in the Water, are you serious?!"

"This is no small matter! The contract is terminated, where are you going to hang out?"

"Think twice, my god! Although Xingchen.com doesn't do personnel, but now they are the only one in the online literary world, and there are two or three other kittens. Even if you pass by, readers will not buy it!"

"Relax, seriously."

Qiao Jing left the group chat after leaving a word.

He opened his notebook, logged into the author's background, and hung a short statement on the header of his new book, which he had just written for a month:

"The eunuch of this book. The pseudonym 'Mirror Flower, Water Moon' is invalid, and I will not publish any works on Xingchen.com in the future."

A few seconds later, the comment section exploded.

Not long after, the editor made a call to Qiao Jing's cell phone.

Qiao Jing didn't intend to talk to him at first, but the editor called him four times in a row, full of the perseverance that if you don't answer, I'll call you dead.

"……Hey?"

His voice was cold and somewhat reluctant.

"Hey you bastard!" the editor Wang Cheng yelled on the phone, "What do you mean by eunuch? This book is well written, why is it an eunuch?"

"The eunuch just didn't write it, it means it's a trap." Qiao Jing explained seriously.

Wang Cheng laughed angrily at him.

But after signing for so many years, he also understood Qiao Jing's character, so he simply skipped the topic and persuaded him earnestly: "Brother Jing, I know you feel wronged, but didn't the website also award you a popularity award this year? This result is so good, maybe next year the Star Award will be yours!"

Qiao Jing said calmly, "You said the same thing last year."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and his tone softened a little: "That's not going to terminate the contract, right? You just renewed your contract with the website for ten years last month."

Qiao Jing said "Yes": "I will pay the liquidated damages, please return the reader's money. Are there any other questions?"

"........."

Wang Cheng suddenly didn't know what to say.

In Wang Cheng's eyes, Qiao Jing is different from other authors under him. He hates dealing with people, and he writes because of his hobby. Older children who stay at home and are somewhat withdrawn.

But his talent in writing is the strongest in the history of online literature.

He made his debut under the pen name of "Mirror Flower, Water Moon", and won the title of "Rookie King" in the first year of joining Xingchen.com. Since then, he has grown rapidly at a terrifying speed. He has created many genres of online literature by himself, and countless followers number.

Some readers even jokingly said that as long as you look at what is written in Jinghua Shuiyue's new articles, you will know the popular themes in the Internet literature world for the next half year.

However, although such a supernova-level author who writes with enthusiasm can be used as a signboard for publicity on the website, it is a bit of an eyesore for Xingchen.com, which currently pursues the strategy of "removing pseudonyms".

Moreover, the most important thing is that in order to keep this great master, the contract that Xingchen.com gave Qiao Jing was the best in the whole network.

Now that the website is getting bigger and bigger, facing a big author with an annual income of tens of millions of copyrights alone, Xingchen.com can't get any wool at all. Of course, the top management is unwilling to do it.

They are not doing charity!

This is also why the high-level executives at this awards ceremony insisted on promoting Sane to the throne, just to suppress Qiao Jing and weaken his influence in this industry, so as to pave the way for revising the contract.

But who would have thought that Qiao Jing, who has always been aloof from Buddhism, would directly propose to terminate the contract?

As the editor in charge, Wang Cheng certainly didn't want Qiao Jing to leave.

However, he also chose to turn a blind eye to the actions of the top executives of the website.Because Wang Cheng originally thought that this time would be the same as before, as long as he apologized to Qiao Jing afterwards and said a few words of comfort, it would be over.

But he forgot that Qiao Jing really doesn't like to be in contact with people, but he is not a fool who doesn't know anything.

Wang Cheng repeatedly tried to persuade him to no avail. Seeing that he had made up his mind to go, he had no choice but to call the senior management at night and ask them what to do with Qiao Jing's desire to terminate the contract.

The president on the other end of the phone sneered: "It's a joke, isn't it because we praise him that he can become a great god? Anyway, the current readers don't pick and choose. With so many publicity resources piled up, even a dog can become popular if he writes a book!"

"Since he wants to terminate the contract, let him terminate it. But the liquidated damages must be paid to us," he said, "Also, remember to publicize this matter as a counterexample on Weibo and the author group , to serve as an example to others, and let other authors see what happened to him."

"Leaving Xingchen.com, he's not even a fart!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Cheng suddenly remembered that in the interview with the reporter a few years ago, Mr. Yao once said to the camera in high spirits that Star.com could develop to the point where it is today.

He sighed, didn't say anything, and just sent the electronic version of the termination contract to Qiao Jing.

"Brother Jing," he said, "I'm sorry."

This time, Qiao Jing didn't reply.

He filled out the contract, clicked "Send", and then opened the contact list, leaving the group and deleting people in one go, without any hesitation in his actions, as if he had wanted to do this for a long time.

But when he saw the small group of authors with only Yuan Chengdao and a few people, Qiao Jing hesitated, but still didn't click to exit.

His eyes were a little sour after being in the dark for a long time.

Qiao Jing rubbed her eyes, got up and wanted to turn on the light, at this moment, a clear and clear child's voice suddenly sounded in her ears——

"Didi, the superstar system is online!"

Qiao Jing paused.

WTF?

"Hello, I am an artificial intelligence system from the high-dimensional universe, number 008," 008 happily introduced himself to the host, "Do you want to become a world-renowned superstar? One million and eighty thousand? Do you want countless fans to rush forward and write small essays for you with a single sentence? As long as you provide me with enough reputation points, these will no longer be dreams!"

Qiao Jing: "I don't want to."

008 choked, but he didn't give up easily, and insisted on persuading him: "Isn't it bad to be a star? You become famous overnight, you gain both fame and fortune, no matter where you go, people will recognize you and say hello to you, and you will receive fans every day." What a gift of our true love!"

Qiao Jing fantasized about such a scene.

...it was torture.

His face became more and more gloomy: "I will go crazy."

Let the social fear become a star, thanks to which it can figure it out.

Only then did 008 notice that there seemed to be something wrong with the host he was bound to.

What about the handsome guy with a cool outside and hot inside, a handsome guy with strong personal charm and a height of 1.8 meters?

The one in front of me doesn't match anything at all!

It checked it quickly and was dumbfounded.

"God, I got the wrong person!"

After discovering the truth, 008 burst into tears on the spot.

A blue-eyed little black cat suddenly appeared on Qiao Jing's table, choked up and said to him, "I'm sorry, but, but I've already bound you, and now there's nothing I can do to undo it." It cautiously Asked, "Why don't you just become a star?"

008 can see that Qiao Jing's facial features are actually quite handsome. If he packs it well, it shouldn't be a problem to be an idol or something.

"No."

But Qiao Jing still refused.

008: ...Hmm.

It has never been so disliked since its creation.

Obviously, the database says that human beings are eager to be famous and earn a lot of money, so it thought in a daze, why is it so difficult to get to Qiao Jing?

"What database?"

Qiao Jing asked suddenly, only then did 008 realize that it accidentally said what was in its heart.

It reluctantly cheered up and replied: "It's one of the functions I downloaded from the headquarters. It covers all works from the time humans created text to within 1000 years ago. It is equivalent to the library of human civilization... You can simply put It is understood as a super plus version of HowNet.”

This function was carefully selected by 008 after carefully investigating the development history of the entertainment industry in this country.

After its host becomes a big star, he can't even know what HowNet is!

"Do you have to be a star?" Qiao Jing pondered for a moment, then raised her head and asked.

The little black cat flicked its tail in disbelief, it was ready to go directly to the headquarters to report the failure of the mission, "Then is there any other way for you to collect 100 million reputation points? Let me tell you first, human Mental power is limited, and on average, a person can only provide a little reputation, which is not that easy to earn at all."

In modern society, how is it possible to collect so many prestige points without becoming the most anticipated star on the big screen.

"some."

"What?" 008 stopped wagging his tail and slightly opened his eyes.

"I said, there is a way." Qiao Jing thought it didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

Because of the binding, the method of using the system seemed to be imprinted in his mind. Soon, Qiao Jing learned how to open the database without a teacher.

And the moment he closed his eyes...

He saw countless stars light up in the darkness.

These stars, whether bright or dark, gathered in the void to form an endlessly bright galaxy.

Here, every work represents a little light.

Philosophy, religion, history, literature, art, natural science... This galaxy seems to be the epitome of thousands of years of human history, each of which is a precious and irreplaceable spiritual treasure.

And with these, let alone the superstar Uranus who became popular overnight.

——As long as Qiao Jing thinks, he can even create an era of soaring.

"Maybe you don't know it yet, but I'm actually a writer."

In the eyes of others, the stubborn and withdrawn young man opened his eyes. He stared down at the keyboard in front of him that had been worn out, and said in a low voice: "I can't sing or dance, and I can't please fans. Let me be a star, why not?" Better let me die."

"However," he pursed his lips, his eyes sparkling, "if you are willing to open this database to me, I can give you a mere 100 million reputation points."

008 raised his voice: "A mere area?"

Qiao Jing nodded.

008 was skeptical, but seeing Qiao Jing's self-confidence, it could only be treated as a living doctor.

"Okay," it said, "I'll trust you for now. But don't blame me for not telling you in advance. The headquarters has stipulated that downloading works from the database also requires reputation. Although you can credit, these are extra The expenditure is not counted in the task completion."

After a pause, 008 said again: "By the way, the task given to me by the headquarters is to collect 100 million reputation points, and the time starts from the moment of binding. And your current reputation point is 0."

"Hmm." Qiao Jing didn't feel surprised by this.

When I was writing a novel and looking for information, HowNet charged him thousands of dollars a year.

Qiao Jing glanced at the time on the phone screen, it was now eleven thirty-seven in the middle of the night.

He took a deep breath, turned on the computer, and typed the first line on the blank word document——

"Earth Song".