Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

"Is this one?"

Jing Xinglan didn't notice Qiao Jing's distraction. He found the courier according to the tracking number sent by Qiao's mother. Fortunately, there was only one box.

Qiao Jing came back to his senses, looked at the name of the sender, and nodded: "That's it."

He still remembered that they decided to make this trip to get the things that Aunt Liu sent from their hometown.Thinking about it now, this has traveled through two worlds, and they still don't know what Aunt Liu sent to his mother.

"Then take it apart and have a look?" Jing Xinglan suggested.

But because they were afraid that it would be difficult to take it apart, the two just made a small hole in the express box and looked at what was inside.

Finally found out...

It turned out to be a box of sauerkraut.

Jing Xinglan was silent for a moment, and asked, "Steamed vermicelli with pickled cabbage and pork, and steamed buns stuffed with pickled cabbage fish and pickled cabbage?"

Qiao Jing answered him naturally: "It's all fine."

"several?"

"Thirty, if there are more, I can send some to my mother."

This is the tacit understanding they formed after crossing the two worlds. Even if Jing Xinglan just gave him a look, Qiao Jing could know what he wanted to say.

The two moved the boxes back to the car and drove back home.

"I remember, we live in... unit 7, building 3, what time?"

Jing Xinglan parked the car in the underground garage, carried the boxes to the entrance of the community, and looked at the residential buildings in front of him, lost in thought.

His soliloquy attracted a lot of sideways glances from the security guards nearby. If it wasn't because he was so impressed with Jing Xinglan's face and knew that he was the owner of this community, he would probably come over to question him in the next second. .

"You just need to know the way." Qiao Jing was a little ashamed of being stared at by the security guard, and looked away in embarrassment, "Have you brought the key?"

"I have it. It's in my pocket, help me take it."

Jing Xinglan was holding the box with both hands, unable to move, so he turned sideways and asked Qiao Jing for a favor.

Qiao Jing didn't think too much about it. After taking out the key from the man's pocket, he rolled up his sleeves for him.

"Let's go."

The community security guard silently watched the two of them walk side by side towards home. Jing Xinglan almost went to the wrong unit on the way, and was dragged back by Qiao Jing.

security guard:"…………"

He still clearly remembered that when the two of them went out together this morning, the black-haired young man was silent with a trace of restraint, basically the tall handsome guy next to him was talking the whole time.

How come it took less than half a day to go out, and it turned into a state of getting along like an old husband and wife?

The security guard was puzzled.

the other side.

Qiao Jing stepped out of the elevator, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the door with unfamiliar movements.

And when he opened the door, looking at the house that hadn't changed at all, just like hearing his mother's voice on the phone before, the only thought that came to Qiao Jing's mind was:

Fortunately, they all came back safe and sound.

The birds love the old forest, and the fish in the pond think about the old abyss.Qiao Jing took a deep breath. At this moment, the homesickness that had been suppressed in his heart for many years was finally released.

But he didn't forget that there was Jing Xinglan behind him who was helping him carry the suitcase. Just as he was about to turn around and open the door of his house for the man, Jing Xinglan strode into the entrance, put the suitcase down and consciously changed into his slippers. He also sat down on the sofa in the living room, it seemed that he was not going to move.

Qiao Jing stared straight at him, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

Jing Xinglan looked at him generously, and asked with a smile, "Why, aren't you welcome?"

008 snorted heavily, jumped off Qiao Jing's shoulders, walked catwalks to his own pillow, and lay down gracefully.

Some people, it sighs in its heart, that's it, they are good-looking when they get cheap.

Don't you ask this question knowingly?

Sure enough, after Qiao Jing closed the door, he looked at him helplessly, but didn't say anything, just went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water, and handed him a towel by the way.

"Wipe off your sweat."

Jing Xinglan took it over flattered.

"It's really different from my previous treatment in this family." He deliberately teased, "Sure enough, it's different after receiving the certificate and having the status."

Qiao Jing said expressionlessly: "... I'm sorry for you, drink quickly."

Jing Xinglan raised one hand in a gesture of surrender, and picked up the water glass with the other hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

Because it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when they came back from the outside, they casually found two packs of instant noodles at home for lunch. Take the money and go downstairs to buy a mobile phone.

As I said before, the geographical location of their community is very good. There is a commercial street not far from the entrance, and there is also a bookstore that is not too big, but it only sells some best-selling books on the market.Qiao Jing usually seldom goes there, but he has not felt the feeling of holding a physical book to read in the interstellar world for too long - reading his own book is of course not counted.

So, after quickly solving the problem with the new mobile phone in 5 minutes, Qiao Jing hesitated for a moment, turned around and came to the door of the bookstore.

As soon as I entered the door, the familiar cover of "Song of the Earth" came into view, and there was a line of big characters written on it by the bookstore:

"Yan Heqing's debut novel, the best-selling novel in the world, is now on sale!!!"

Qiao Jing really wanted to say that this book was not his first novel, and he had written several before.But in fact, he just silently walked to the side of the pile of books, picked up one and flipped through it.

——As expected, it was a pirated copy.

Poor quality ink, bad smell, and much thinner pages than the original.

What made him even more unacceptable was that even the content in the article was quite different from the original version.

As the original author, although he couldn't remember every sentence he wrote, just by turning over these few pages, Qiao Jing has already seen many wrong words and sentences, and the shit that he would only write unless his brain was flooded. I don't understand the plot.

Almost made him laugh.

Just a few days before they crossed over, Jing Xinglan deliberately ran to the house early in the morning and told him how many copies of "Song of the Earth" had been sold, and even the printing factory had to work overnight and scrapped several machines. Jing also felt that this guy was really annoying, so he dismissed him with a few words.

Although after experiencing the two worlds, fate turned them around and turned them into the closest people to each other, and they have spent several years together, but the time on the modern side has not changed at all.

Qiao Jing didn't need to think about it, how could "Song of the Earth" with such a tight supply appear in an ordinary small bookstore in front of his house in just a few days?

No wonder it's a pirated version.

"At this level, it's still a global bestseller? There are a lot of typos, and even the sentences can't be used fluently." When Qiao Jing was thinking about what to do about this matter, a young girl next to him was also reading a book like him, but she didn't read much. Then she frowned deeply, "It's true that anyone can write a book these days."

She put down the book, and complained loudly to her best friend: "I keep listening to those girls in the class saying that "Song of the Earth" is so beautiful, and there is no loss in investing in it. Fortunately, when I passed by the bookstore today, I came in to take a look." , What kind of nonsense is written here, I am really speechless. Yan Heqing does not know how many sailors he recruited, and he blows so hard..."

The two walked away while complaining.

Qiao Jing watched them go away silently, and stopped turning the pages of the book.

Probably because he stood here for too long, a salesman not far away came over with a frown and scolded: "This customer, don't touch the pages if you don't buy it? We are not that kind of books. The library only sells books and does not lend them."

Qiao Jing looked up at her: "Then where did you get this batch of goods? I want to meet your boss, and the manager is also fine."

Although he hates dealing with people, because it will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.But Qiao Jing, as an author, can accept criticism from readers, but he can't bear others to smear his works at will, and even question his personality.

"Why?" When the salesman heard this, he immediately became vigilant, and looked Qiao Jing's attire up and down, "Why are you looking for our boss?"

"It's nothing," Qiao Jing said calmly with one hand on the pile of books, "I just want to ask, as a regular bookstore, why do you sell pirated books openly."

The years of crossing the two worlds, although Qiao Jing's appearance did not change, his whole temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.The doubts of the security guards in the community were not without source. The pale and gloomy young man in the past had already acquired the aura of a mature man. Although he was still taciturn, his impression was completely different.

Thanks to the experience of those years at Jingluo University, the current Qiao Jing can not only communicate clearly with others at critical moments, but also finally get rid of the "student spirit" that Qian Xinglan said in the past. The shadows of the gentlemen of the Republic of China who taught him.

Therefore, although his voice was not loud and he looked quite young, the aura around him made the salesman feel a little terrified for no reason.

But he still insisted: "You, how do you know it's a pirated version? Don't talk nonsense!"

"There are so many guests here, I don't want to quarrel with you, and I believe you do too." Qiao Jing said, "Please call the boss out, thank you."

The salesperson confronted him unwillingly for a few seconds, then turned around and called the owner of the bookstore.

Qiao Jing waited patiently for about two or three minutes, and then saw the salesman leading a potbellied middle-aged man out from behind a row of bookshelves. , So he said and invited Qiao Jing to sit in the coffee shop next to him.

Qiao Jing agreed.

But when he looked at the middle-aged man's face, he always felt a little familiar.

In fact, the bookstore owner was also secretly looking at Qiao Jing. After hearing what the salesperson said, he thought it was someone who was here to make trouble, or the kind of meddling young man.But when he saw Qiao Jing himself, the bookstore owner immediately dismissed his previous guess.

"this……"

"My surname is Qiao." Qiao Jing said.

"Oh, Mr. Joe," the bookstore owner said enthusiastically, "Then what would you like to drink?"

Qiao Jing said lightly: "No need. Boss, let's get down to business."

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business," the bookstore owner saw that he couldn't play the warmth card, so he could only respond to Qiao Jing's question head-on, while secretly thinking in his heart that this young man was too shameless, "Mr. Qiao, our bookstore is all run on a small budget, you We really don’t know about piracy or something.”

"Really," Qiao Jing looked down at his mobile phone, and the newly bought mobile phone came in handy immediately, "But according to the laws and regulations of our country, if the illegal income from selling pirated copies is huge, it will be convicted and punished as the crime of selling infringing copies , may be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of up to three years or criminal detention, and may also be punished with a fine. As for whether you know or not... this is probably not up to you, the boss."

The bookstore owner's smile suddenly froze on his face.

"I'm sorry, we really don't understand this," he said coldly, but he didn't dare to show a too fierce look, and it was obvious at a glance that he had no idea, "and there are so many pirated copies on the market now, we... ...This is a small business. When the goods are purchased, thousands of copies are purchased together. How can it be so careful? Little brother, how about this, I will give you 3000 yuan, you see this matter is over, why? Sample?"

He asked tentatively, but in fact, his intestines were green with regret.

If "Song of the Earth" hadn't been so popular, all the major bookstores would have sold out of stock, and his small bookstore couldn't get the stock, and he was so greedy to see people making money, he wouldn't dare to do such an illegal thing if he was killed ah!

The bookstore owner had thought that he might be fined if he was caught selling pirated books, but he never expected that he would still go to jail!

And now, Qiao Jing, who was sitting opposite him, in the eyes of the bookstore owner, was that stupid young man who didn't want to get into anything.

"Sorry, I'm not short of money." Qiao Jing said, "And you don't have to repeatedly emphasize to me that this is a small business, and no one's money comes from strong winds. I don't need to report it, but I hope you will take the initiative to destroy this Approve the letter, and find the customers who bought it before to make compensation, and explain the specific situation to them, otherwise we can only see the court."

"Fa..." The bookstore owner's eyes widened. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked with difficulty, "No, who are you? Why do you stare at me, an ordinary bookstore owner?"

Qiao Jing's eyes darkened: "Let me emphasize again, boss, I didn't target you and your bookstore, but you broke the law first. Since you know that you have done something wrong, you don't want to make up for it after being discovered, but you just want to It’s a big mistake to use money to settle the person who found the problem. Yan Heqing is me—my friend’s friend, and I’m relatively familiar with him.” Is he thin-skinned? I couldn't help coughing, "So you understand? If this bookstore is not yours, I will still point out the problem to them."

In the end, the bookstore owner agreed to his condition with his head downcast.

Qiao Jing wasn't worried that they would be obedient to others, after all, he lived nearby.

Even if I don't usually go downstairs, let Jing Xinglan, who can't stay at home, go out to investigate in his spare time, the effect may be better than him personally supervising.

He also knew that this bookstore was definitely not the only one in China that sold pirated books like this and thought it was no big deal.

The problem of piracy has been repeatedly banned in society.But now that Qiao Jing has seen it, of course he will resolutely stop these people from continuing to profit from works that do not belong to them, because this is essentially the same as stealing—even if what he read today is not his own novel. If it is sold there, he will do the same.

Back then, in the small group of authors on Xingchen.com, there were also several eunuch authors who were constantly updating every day, and they would go to bookstores in various cities if they had nothing to do.But they were not as kind-hearted as Qiao Jing. They caught one reporting the other, and there were some ruthless people who were so good at plucking wool, and even earned [-] to [-] yuan a year just by reporting bonuses.

For this reason, Yuan Chengdao laughed and scolded them in the group for finding a new way to make money besides writing, "I don't think about serious things every day, and do everything except codewords", which is very appropriate.

Because of the delay by this incident, it was already evening when Qiao Jing returned to the community.

He opened the door of the house, and the strong aroma of stewed pork vermicelli with sauerkraut permeated the house, and Jing Xinglan's best chicken soup was already steaming hot on the stove.He changed his shoes and went to the kitchen, but he surprised the man who was washing vegetables by the sink: "When did you come back? No, why did you come back?"

Jing Xinglan turned his head to look at the wall clock on the wall, and frowned deeply.

Don't tell him that Qiao Jing went shopping alone, it sounds scarier than a meteorite hitting the earth.

Qiao Jing was amused by the solemn expression on the man's face, but he didn't mention the bookstore, but picked up the box in his hand and said, "I bought a gift for you."

Jing Xinglan's eyes widened in surprise: "Me? What?"

"Cake." Qiao Jing said, "Have you forgotten, today is your birthday."

Jing Xinglan really forgot.

He thought about the distance from the nearest cake shop, and suddenly showed an expression of being overwhelmed with emotion, and lowered his head to bring his head closer. Everyone knew Sima Zhaozhi's heart: "Honey, I really love... …Well!"

Qiao Jing calmly stuffed a piece of braised pork from the pot into his mouth, Jing Xinglan was so hot that he couldn't bear to spit it out, so he could only raise his neck and try to swallow it with tears in his eyes.

Qiao Jing has never listened to such nasty words, so it's fine to talk on the bed, anyway, no matter what Jing Xinglan says at that time, he can't concentrate, but in normal times...

He looked at the man fanning vigorously with his hands in the kitchen, looked away, and turned down the heat of the chicken soup, but the corners of his lips raised slightly involuntarily.

After dinner, Qiao Jing turned off the lights in the room, lit candles, and watched Jing Xinglan sitting at the dining table with his hands clasped together making a wish, smiling from the beginning to sighing helplessly later, It wasn't until the candles were almost burnt out that Jing Xinglan reluctantly opened his eyes and blew them all over in one breath.

"You're too greedy," Qiao Jing was still saying when she turned on the light, "Didn't you say that you can't have more than three birthday wishes?"

"Is there?" Jing Xinglan looked at him with a smile, as if the bright candlelight was still reflected in the dark eyes, "But if I'm not greedy, you probably haven't released me from the list of blocking messages by now. Come out? Not to mention why the settings are particularly concerned."

Qiao Jing felt guilty for a second: "This, when did you know?"

Jing Xinglan smiled and said nothing, Qiao Jing turned to look at 008 who was about to slip away quietly.

"I was wrong!" The little black cat slid and knelt faster each time. "When I was chatting in the world of the Republic of China, I was caught without paying attention... I blame the enemy for being too cunning!"

At this time, the cunning enemy is still taking this opportunity to try to slander His Majesty to frame Zhongliang: "It just so happens that we are back, and there is such a big house next door, I think it is more than enough for a cat to live in. Tonight I will put How about moving the nest to it?"

Qiao Jing pondered, and it seemed that her heart was really moved.

The little black cat screamed: "I'm leaving! I knew there was no room for me in this family! I'm leaving!"

Heartbroken, 008 walked to the door angrily with his beloved cat litter in his mouth, but he couldn't open the door by himself because of his size, so he could only turn his head and stare at the two who couldn't help laughing: "Open the door for me, I want to run away from home!"

Jing Xinglan opened the door for it with a smile, and went back home by the way, carrying out the pillow and quilt happily.

Don't think it doesn't know what Jing Xinglan wants to do, 008 stayed alone in this big house alone and cold, staring at the closed door with a pair of dead fish eyes, thinking with extreme disdain.

According to the steps, the next step should be——

Hearing the familiar "click" sound of the electric switch outside the door, the little black cat who had been waiting yawned, and for some reason closed its eyes contentedly.

Cats are broad-minded creatures, so they don't care about these things with the shit shovelers.

...Anyway, it is the only one who can sleep well tonight, hum.

That night.

Mother Qiao, who was far away in another city, was sitting at the dining table, looking suspiciously at the phone in her hand that had been out of reach for a long time, and she couldn't help showing a worried look on her face: "No, this is the new number my son gave me, right? How could I call?" What's wrong?"

Qiao Cunzhi poured himself another bowl of soup, without raising his head, he said, "If you can't get through, I won't call. You just worry too much. Maybe he has something to do right now."

"He's writing novels at home, what's the matter?" Qiao's mother glared at him, becoming more and more angry, "Don't eat it! I've eaten a few bowls. I don't know how to control my blood sugar at this age. Exceeded the standard!"

Qiao Cunzhi was beaten so badly that he had to put down the spoon: "No, you can't get through to your son's phone, why are you angry at me?"

"Look at what you're talking about! My son, isn't he your son?"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong." Qiao Cunzhi raised his hands and said for mercy, "I say you, since you are worried about this and that every day, and you happen to be free recently, why don't you just go and see your son? It’s better than being like now, getting angry when a phone call fails.”

He just mentioned it casually, but unexpectedly, Mother Qiao really stopped talking, and her expression was quite emotional.

"then you……"

Qiao Cunzhi suddenly became vigilant: "I won't go, I still have an appointment with those old friends."

"No," Qiao's mother vetoed his refusal calmly, "You go with me. When you two passed by last time, you two had the nerve to ask your neighbor Xiaojing to cook for you. It's amazing! Don't think I don't I know you've been very free recently, pack my things for me tonight, and we'll leave tomorrow."

Qiao Cunzhi: "..."

My son, he thought silently, you can count on your luck.

Your mother is coming, and I can't stop her.