Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

008 was keenly aware that the number of advertisements placed on the Internet by Xingchen.com has nearly doubled compared to before.

If you click on Weibo, it will open the screen; if you click on the forum, it will be recommended; if you click on Baidu, it will be the small advertisement.

Among them, Sann's new book "Legend of the Unicorn" appeared more than 50.00% of the time.

"What are they trying to do?" 008 asked a little annoyed, "I've clicked on it and they push me every day, forcing me to go to the background to change the code. This is simply viral marketing!"

Qiao Jing said: "Xingchen.com is not short of money, and our country has a large number of sinking users. Their boss said that as long as there are fans and trolls mixing together and blowing up the Internet for ten and a half months, even a piece of shit can be given to you. Carve out flowers."

As a former publicist in the entertainment industry who changed careers and started a business, Mr. Yao's classic quotations are far more than these.

008 snorted, and said straight to the point: "Shit is shit, carved flowers are still shit!"

The little black cat flicked its tail in disdain, lay down next to the mouse pad, blinked and waited for Qiao Jing to change his clothes and prepare to go out.

Qiao Jing reads books very fast. He has already finished reading the books he bought from second-hand bookstores before, but because of a series of recent events, he has no time to replenish his "spiritual food".Although there are still undercurrents in the world, at least the turmoil on the Internet has calmed down temporarily, and Qiao Jing also plans to pick up two books to relieve boredom.

"What type are you going to buy this time?" 008 asked.

"Aerospace," Qiao Jing said, "I'm more interested in this area recently."

It's also because he read too much in the past few years. He basically read all the classic books of literature, so that now he has no books to read, so he can only read encyclopedias of science and engineering.

What a pity, 008 thought while leaning on his shoulder.

A person like Qiao Jing, if placed 100 years ago, would definitely be a literary master who could write masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.Although his current novels are also very popular, one focuses on practical innovation, and the other focuses on ideological enlightenment, which still belong to different categories.

But... maybe there is no chance?

008 thought about the proposal initiated at the headquarters meeting before coming here, and his mind became active.

"Joe Mirror?"

As soon as one person and one cat turned a corner, they heard a deep male voice from ahead: "Didn't you say you're not coming?"

Qiao Jing raised her head and saw Jing Xinglan lazily leaning against the door of a restaurant, holding a cigarette between her fingertips, staring at herself with half-closed eyes.

He blinked his eyes, glanced at the signboard of the restaurant, and finally remembered that after he refused to attend the class reunion, the squad leader still sent him an address, and the location on it was this restaurant.

"Just passing by," he replied.

"Passing by? That means you don't have time, but you just don't want to come, right?" Jing Xinglan straightened up, put one hand in the pocket of his suit pants, and smiled, "As expected, you are still the same."

"You too." Qiao Jing said calmly.

Still as eye-catching as ever.

Jing Xinglan casually picked up the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, tilting his head to look at this old classmate whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

What he said just now was not polite, because after staying at home for a long time, Qiao Jing looked the same as when he graduated from high school, except that the school uniform on his body was replaced by a black coat.

At the same time, Qiao Jing was also observing him.

Compared with when he was still in school, Jing Xinglan is obviously a lot more mature now. The originally long killer bangs have been trimmed to just the right length. The top is also embellished with blue cuffs, bringing a touch of bright color to the dull formal suit.

This kind of dress looks like someone has carefully designed it for him.

"Congratulations." Qiao Jing said sincerely.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xinglan already has a date.

"Uh...thank you?" Jing Xinglan subconsciously replied.

But he really didn't understand what Qiao Jing wanted to congratulate him for. Could it be to congratulate him on his success now?

To be honest, Jing Xinglan had heard enough of these compliments at the dinner table just now, and it was precisely because of this that he went outside to get some air, and he didn't expect to meet Qiao Jing.

But according to Jing Xinglan's understanding of him, Qiao Jing shouldn't be the kind of person who cares about his classmates' recent situation, right?

After meeting for nearly ten years, the two were relatively silent for a while.

After a while, Jing Xinglan still sighed and smiled.

"Want to have a drink together?" he invited.

Anyway, Jing Xinglan didn't want to go back to that box and be toasted one by one by his former classmates.

Good memories of boyhood, let it stay there forever.

Qiao Jing wanted to refuse at first, but he still nodded reluctantly when he heard the squad leader's tongue-in-cheek voice coming from inside the restaurant: "Okay."

If he stayed here any longer, he might not be able to leave tonight.

This street is full of bars, the two walked across the street, found a bar at random, and walked in.

"What do you want?" Jing Xinglan flipped through the menu and asked, "I treat you."

Qiao Jing wasn't polite to him either: "Whatever you want. I don't usually drink much."

"Then this is it." Jing Xinglan ordered two glasses of fruity cocktails, and placed one in front of Qiao Jing.The young man lowered his head and took a sip, then put it down expressionlessly, obviously not to his liking.

Jing Xinglan didn't care too much, he didn't really want to invite Qiao Jing out for a drink, he just wanted to find an excuse to leave the class reunion.

"After so many years, what are you doing after graduation?" He asked casually.

"At home," Qiao Jing said indifferently, "be an editor of web articles."

He said this to everyone. Except for his family, no one around him knew that Qiao Jing was writing articles on the Internet.

"Working at home? No wonder you look like a student who hasn't graduated yet." Jing Xinglan shook the wine glass, the light from the wine cabinet reflected on the glass, and the colorful light attracted Qiao Jing's attention.

He was fascinated by it for a while, Jing Xinglan called him several times before he came back to his senses, and reluctantly responded: "What's the matter?"

"No, I just didn't expect that you really haven't changed at all," Jing Xinglan shook her head, "You're still fascinated by this weird phenomenon."

Just like a child, he is still full of curiosity about the world.

Qiao Jing always felt that this was not a good word, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it, so he could only lower his head and take another sip of the cocktail in his glass.

……so spicy.

Seeing the young man pursing his lips and frowning slightly, Jing Xinglan propped his chin up and showed his first sincere smile today.

It seems that participating in the class reunion on a whim this time is not completely fruitless.

"I wanted to ask just now." His gaze shifted to 008 lying on Qiao Jing's shoulder, his eyes revealing a trace of curiosity, "Why is your cat so obedient? Why hasn't it moved for so long."

008 yawned and glanced at the stupid human with disdain.

Even if Jing Xinglan was supposed to be its real host, 008 raised his cat face proudly - the person he is bound to now is a real boss who can make people's jaws drop when he speaks about it!

Jing Xinglan: "..."

Was he despised by a cat just now?

"It's not an ordinary cat." Qiao Jing said.

Jing Xinglan looked at him, waiting for the next explanation, but Qiao Jing just lowered his head again, and silently took another sip of his wine.

"...It's gone?" Jing Xinglan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Huh?" Qiao Jing looked up and asked, "What else?"

"Forget it," Jing Xinglan said while holding his forehead, "Thanks to you, I can relive the feeling of sitting at the same table with you in high school again."

The kind of uncomfortable feeling that you can't catch your breath and can only hold back, don't mention how bad it is.

"Oh." Qiao Jing put down the glass, "Then can I go now?"

Jing Xinglan twitched the corners of her mouth: "Yes. I'll ask the driver to take you back. Where do you live now?"

"No need," Qiao Jing was finally able to answer his question properly this time, but he still refused in a strange way, "It's nearby, I can just walk back by myself."

"That's fine."

The two bid farewell in a bland manner, and agreed to meet again next time.

And the moment he turned around, both Jing Xinglan and Qiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief at the same time——

Great, after today, I should never meet this boring gourd again!

However, a few days later, Qiao Jing noticed the sound of renovations coming from the neighbor who hadn't moved for a long time, and when he was going downstairs to take out the trash, he bumped into Jing Xinglan who was getting out of the car...

"What a coincidence." Jing Xinglan's expression froze for a moment, but he soon gave him a polite smile.

"...It's really a coincidence."

Qiao Jing said dryly.

They coincidentally comforted themselves in their hearts, this community is so big, even if they met, they definitely wouldn't live in the same building.

Inside the elevator.

Silence spread between the two standing side by side.

"Which floor do you live on?" In the end, Jing Xinglan was the first to break the silence.He sighed, turned his head to look at the black-haired young man beside him who was stiff and fixed, and suddenly felt an urge to laugh.

It feels like it's not that bad?

"The seventh floor."

"Then it looks like we should be neighbors." Jing Xinglan stretched out his hand and pursed his lips and said, "Old classmate, I will teach you a lot in the future."

Qiao Jing wanted to jump open the elevator door on the spot.

But in the confined space, he could only bite the bullet and shook Jing Xinglan's hand quickly like a superficial touch.

Jing Xinglan didn't care either. After the elevator door opened, he took out the key from his pocket and opened the door next to him in front of Qiao Jing.

"Want to come in and take a look?" He asked back.

Qiao Jing shook his head quickly.

"Forget it then." Jing Xinglan shrugged regretfully, but who knows what he was thinking, "By the way, there may be a moving company coming to transport furniture in these two days, and it will be a bit noisy, please bear with me gone."

"……fine."

Qiao Jing has made up his mind in his heart that from now on, unless the world is doomsday, he will never go out easily again!

——But if it really is the end of the world, then there seems to be no need for him to go out.

But that night, Jing Xinglan knocked on the door of Qiao Jing's house again.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Jing reluctantly opened a crack in the door, blocking the man's probing sight with his body.

Jing Xinglan looked away as if nothing had happened. He never admitted that he was really curious about Qiao Jing's house.The man smiled and handed him a few books: "I suddenly remembered that when I was in high school, your teacher took several novels from you, so I want to return them to you now."

"No need," Qiao Jing said coldly, "Besides, you already charged my meal card at that time."

"That's different." Jing Xinglan said, "I have forgotten the titles of those books, so I found a few similar ones from the bookshelf at home. I think they are very well written. Would you like to read them? "

Qiao Jing looked down.

The title and author of the book are clearly written on the cover of the novel:

——"The Great Doctor of the Common People", written by Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in Water.

Qiao Jing: "..."

Facing the man's sincere gaze, a strong sense of shame stabbed him in the back.

He really had a natural conflict with Jing Xinglan!