Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

After the book "Nian Chang'an" was compiled and published by the Federation, there was a "Datang fever" on Xingwang.

A large number of anchors who specialize in imitating headgear and clothing and studying Tang culture appeared, and countless imitators followed suit.For this reason, Xingwang also specially opened up a new area called "Huaxia Civilization" for viewers to choose from. Many newcomers took advantage of this shareholding wind and got the bonus of a big change in the live broadcast area.

After a lapse of 8000 years, Huadian makeup has once again become popular in the interstellar era.Now when you go to the street, you can see young girls wearing Hanfu with flower tints on their foreheads everywhere.

After Qiao Jing became the first 10-level anchor in history, many anchors expressed their congratulations to Yan Heqing in various ways in the live broadcast. There are also people who drive mechs and perform sword dances.But at the same time, everyone is also looking forward to——

I wonder what kind of works Yan Heqing will write in the future?

Qiao Jing: "..."

He really didn't have much time to think about Xinwen recently.

Boss Tang basically contacted them two or three times a day now. After the idol boy group's performance wearing Hanfu and stepping on flying swords was a great success, the Immortal Sword Flying Machine was immediately sold out on Xingwang.com.Because the Federation has not analyzed this part yet, he can only come to Qiao Jing for information on the shapes and patterns of various swords, and has also developed fan-shaped aircraft, floating dust aircraft and even gourd-shaped aircraft. The name "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" is sold together on the official website.

Originally, Qiao Jing didn't need to worry too much about this, but Boss Tang still has a grand plan to build Chang'an City on the central star. Every detail needs to be considered repeatedly. "Remembering Chang'an" was even bigger - after all, he can write novels in detail, and there is no room for any mistakes in building a city.

Therefore, even though they had been on this small planet for almost a week, Qiao Jing didn't feel like he was on vacation at all.

He rubbed his sore temples, sighed, turned off the light screen, and turned his head to look out the window.

Outside is the pink sand beach and the blue sea. Jing Xinglan is wearing a floral shirt with a tropical style, wearing sunglasses and lying on a sun lounger in the sun. There is an iced juice drink, which is a special product of this planet, beside her. Cozy.

Qiao Jing looked at the messy things at hand again, and felt a little unbalanced.

He got up and walked out of the villa, and the refreshing sea breeze blowing over his face made people's minds clear.Qiao Jing walked up to the man, picked up his juice and drank it down: "Isn't the military academy starting?"

Hearing the sound, Jing Xinglan opened his eyes.

He looked at Qiao Jing's outfit today. The black-haired young man was wearing a large and light white shirt and a pair of loose gray trousers. He stood barefoot on the beach, revealing a relaxed and homely atmosphere.The cuffs of the shirt were rolled up by him, revealing a clean and white wrist. When he lowered his head quietly, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves and cast a swaying light on his cheeks, which perfectly fits a series of people's fantasies about teenagers .

"Why don't you speak?"

Seeing him staring at her, Qiao Jing asked again.

The sunshine here is not too hot, but the warm light is very comfortable. The man's half-closed eyes made him feel as if he saw a large 008.

"I'm on leave." Jing Xinglan seemed to have just recovered, and coughed to cover up, "Before I won the championship in the competition, the credits have already been full, so it doesn't matter if I don't go to class this semester."

Qiao Jing was a little envious: "That's great."

Although he didn't have any classes this semester, his attendance rate should not be too low, otherwise he would not be able to get his graduation certificate.

Although Jing Xinglan felt that even if Qiao Jing really didn't go, their school wouldn't do anything to him.After the video of Marshal's public apology was sent out, not only the Federation immediately transferred the relief money owed this month and before to Qiao Jing's account, but even the school gave him a large amount of bursary, and said that Qiao Jing If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you must communicate with the Academic Affairs Office in time, and they will try their best to help you solve them.

But asking Qiao Jing not to go to class for a semester, especially when there were only him and the little yellow hair in the whole major, he always felt uneasy in his conscience and felt a little sorry for the teacher.

By the way, what's the name of that little yellow hair...?

Qiao Jing was lost in thought.

"When you're young, why is Uncle Qiao always frowning?"

Jing Xinglan looked at his frowning, sighed, grabbed Qiao Jing's wrist, and pulled him into his arms, "Have a good sleep. I will be responsible for communicating with Boss Tang in the future, and I will You can’t let him come to you for everything, you are just an author, not his employee.”

The width of the recliner is still a bit too narrow for two adults.Although Jing Xinglan in this world is younger than him, he is still an adult after all. Coupled with the high-intensity exercise of the mobile armor, his figure is absolutely nothing to talk about.

Especially the pecs.

The black-haired young man blinked his eyes, probably influenced by the fangirls in the discussion area with their underpants flying around, he stared at the tight and smooth muscle lines under Jing Xinglan's shirt, and blurted out: "...so big .”

Jing Xinglan took a breath.

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and gradually tightened his arms around Qiao Jing's waist.

"What did you say?"

"No, I'm sleepy." Qiao Jing closed his eyes for a second, looking very cute.

He didn't say anything.

Jing Xinglan snorted softly, stretched out his hand and hugged him in his arms, and closed his eyes.

The steamy sea breeze blew past, and 008, who was sleeping on the tree, yawned, opened his eyes, looked at the two lying in the shade of the tree, and sprinted down deftly, when Jing Xinglan opened his eyes and looked at it , cheekily found a good position on the man, and coiled himself into a ball.

A family of three needs to be neat and tidy.

This time, Qiao Jing fell asleep straight into the night.

When he woke up again, Jing Xinglan had disappeared.Qiao Jing propped up half of her body on the recliner in a daze, with a daze on her face that the sleepiness had not completely subsided——

Jing Xinglan left, why didn't he feel anything at all?

He looked around, and on the beach under the night, he found a man standing by the charcoal fire and adjusting the bracket.

Only then did Qiao Jing smell the aroma of barbecue belatedly.

He stood up, walked to the side consciously, and asked, "Do you need help?"

"No need, a little problem, it will be fine soon." Jing Xinglan said without raising her head.

On this small planet, as long as you look up, you can see the sky full of stars and the boundless universe.Qiao Jing brought out two small benches from the house, and he and Jing Xinglan, one by one, sat and ate barbecue, served with iced fruit juice, and enjoyed the gentle sea breeze. They both felt that this was a day like a fairy.

"Do you want more?" Jing Xinglan asked him.

"Ah."

Qiao Jing took the meat skewers, staring at the sizzling oil on the top, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, even though his stomach felt that it was about to be unable to hold it, he still tried his best to eat the last skewer.

"I can't eat anymore." Then he rubbed his stomach and said sincerely.

Jing Xinglan suppressed a smile and said, "I also guess that you are almost done. I can still count your appetite. Get up and walk."

But Qiao Jing couldn't even walk anymore, so he simply lay down on the fine sand, motionless, like a salted fish that was content to dry itself under the moonlight after being fed.

after awhile.

Someone with a bad heart: "There is still wine in the room, do you want to drink?"

Qiao Jing instantly remembered the last world and the tragedy that happened after he was drunk in the last world, and immediately replied firmly: "No."

Jing Xinglan suddenly showed a regretful expression.

He packed up the barbecue stand, and when he came out, he found that Qiao Jing was still lying flat on the spot, so he squatted next to him, and started to pile sand on the young man with 008.

Same as two kids.

Qiao Jing ignored them at first, until he felt a little tight in the chest and short of breath under the pressure of the sand, then took a deep breath, stretched out his hands and pulled off the unformed "fortress" on his chest, and said helplessly: "It's almost done, Don't you have anything else to do tonight?"

"Why do people have to have something to do?" Jing Xinglan instead asked him a deep philosophical question, although Qiao Jing felt that this was just an excuse for him to find something to do, "Keep happy, It’s the biggest thing in a person’s life.”

"... You'd better say a few words less, watch the stars with me for a while."

So Jing Xinglan lay down beside him in a good manner.

A few minutes later, Qiao Jing took the initiative to suggest, "Come to play Fei Hua Ling?"

"Sure enough, it's a literati's hobby..." Jing Xinglan said in a low voice, but still happily agreed, "Okay, what word do you want to choose?"

"Just 'star'."

"Then I'll come first," Jing Xinglan thought of several poems about "stars" in a second, "The sky is as cool as water at night, sit and watch Altair Vega."

"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy."

"The sky meets the clouds and the morning mist, and the galaxy wants to turn around and dance with thousands of sails."

"These poems are very suitable for the occasion," Jing Xinglan pursed his lips and interlocked Qiao Jing's fingers with the hand at his side, "The scenery is beautiful, the poems are also beautiful, people... "

Qiao Jing interrupted him without hesitation: "Stop. You are so greasy."

Jing Xinglan: "..."

"It's a shame. There are many ways to praise people, and you chose the least cultured one."

Double hit!

"Also, don't change the subject. If I can't connect within three seconds, then I've won."

After three consecutive critical strikes, Jing Xinglan finally ground his teeth uncontrollably: "Stop talking about me all the time, have you thought about what to write in your new article? How many manuscripts have you saved? Also, when are you going to start the article?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

It hurts, thank you.

The two lying on the beach were silent for a moment, and laughed in unison.

Jing Xinglan propped up half of her body, and with the bright starlight by the sea at night, stared at the young man's dark eyes and said, "Mr. sincerity..."

The man leaned down and put one hand on the beach beside Qiao Jing, with a deep smile in his eyes.

He asked softly:

"Excuse me, can I kiss you?"