Global Update [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 22
"It's already more than 100 million..."
Due to too many prestige points added every day, 008, who has become numb to the point of no feeling, and has not even noticed the panel value for a long time, had a rare time to look at it today, and was almost surprised by the seven-digit number clearly written on it. It fell off the arm of the sofa.
This is too fast!
"Is there? I think it's okay," Qiao Jing said indifferently, "When it's over, it should rise again. If there are follow-up derivatives released, it may exceed [-] million by then."
The little black cat raised its head and glared at him as if looking at a monster.
Even though it is 008 o'clock in the morning on a weekday, the numbers on the panel are still rising at a dizzying speed. [-] feels that if he models according to the normal distribution now, the reputation value of this world will eventually be reduced. Dwell on a result that makes it hard to breathe.
...Although it's just a system, it doesn't matter if you don't need to breathe.
"There are more and more things to be busy with." Qiao Jing sat at the computer desk, looking at the enthusiastic comments from readers in the comment area, but his expression was a little unconsciously gloomy, "And I feel that I have entered the period of serial slack. ...I really want to start a new article."
008 said in horror: "Don't cheat!"
In case "Song of the Earth" is cheated, let alone the attitude of those scholars and the country, the resentment of millions of readers at the bottom of the pit is enough to make it creepy!
"Just kidding," Qiao Jing said casually, "Except for the eunuch's copy when I terminated the contract with Xingchen.com, I finished everything else properly."
But looking at his expression, 008 felt somewhat regretful.
Sure enough, you still want to get rid of it directly, right!
The little black cat wanted to cry, but despite Qiao Jing's verbal assurance, it always felt uneasy.And it's just a system bound to the host, even if Qiao Jing really doesn't want to write, he can't do much, because the reputation point has indeed reached the collection standard of this world...
I have to find myself an ally, it thought to itself.
At least, someone who can urge Qiao Jing to finish well and help him move forward on the road of writing.
But who?
The little black cat looked in the direction of the opposite door with slick eyes.
Yup!
Isn't Qiao Jing's ready-made book fan living there?
Although Jing Xinglan kept the secret well, few people around him knew that he was a fanatical book fan, but in front of 008, who was unimpeded on the Internet, a man basically had no secrets.
Therefore, 008 is very clear about how much Jing Xinglan spent for Qiao Jing, and after Jinghua Shuiyue terminated the contract with Xingchen.com, with a fateful and irresistible trend, he once again fell into Yan Heqing's pit.
Because he doesn't know how to blow rainbow farts, there is always only one way Jing Xinglan reminds him to change——
reward.
From one hundred to one thousand, from one thousand to ten thousand, I don’t know why, starting a few days ago, Jing Xinglan, who was originally just a symbolic investment of tens of hundreds of dollars to Yan Heqing, suddenly recharged on Liuliu.com 20, and invested all the money in "Song of the Earth"——
So far, he has become the second richest reader on Yan Heqing's tipping list after the legendary reader "National Football Must Win".
This is true love!
After knowing this, even 008 couldn't help being in awe of book fans like Jing Xinglan.
"After this book is finished, how about going on a trip together?" it suggested.
"Travel?" Qiao Jing frowned, "No. Although this time period is not the peak tourist season, I don't want to go to a strange place with a group of strangers and do some meaningless things."
008: "..."
Why didn't it realize that Qiao Jing's mouth was so poisonous?
Or is that what writers are all about?
"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to join a group," 008 said, "It's just a change of place to change your mood. Even if you don't like going out, you still need to find inspiration, right?"
Qiao Jing couldn't deny this.
"Let's talk." He said vaguely.
After "Song of the Earth" became popular, the copyright price of this book naturally rose.
Like Xinglan Entertainment, many companies that came to inquire about the quotation, once they heard the quotation from Liuliu.com, they all backed away and did not dare to mention the purchase of copyright.
Nonsense, the copyright fee of a book can empty out most of their company's fortune, what if it is shot and rushed! ?
It is precisely because of this that although many people are greedy, "Song of the Earth" has become a hot potato that no one dares to touch. Except for the super-large film and television entertainment giants, small companies simply do not have enough funds and resources to get involved in this project.
"OM company bought the film and television copyright of "Legend of the Unicorn"?" Jing Xinglan received a call from his secretary right after waking up, "The price is 2000 million... It seems that this should be their main S+ work next year or the year after. gone."
But like this kind of male-frequent cool text, he thought to himself, can OM company really shoot it well?
As we all know, women's novels are more suitable for selling copyrights, and men's novels, which cost tens of millions of words, can be shot well, and with the current level of special effects in the domestic film and television industry, it is not certain how they will be complained about. Woolen cloth.
"It seems that they must have made a deal in private. I hope the final result will not disappoint them. I have read a few chapters of that book. To be honest, there are some traces of deliberate imitation." Jing Xinglan walked In front of the sink, he brushed his hair back casually, revealing his deep facial features and stiff forehead, under the bright light, he looked like a character on the cover of a magazine.
After all, he once worked in the modeling industry. Even if he retires now, men have always paid great attention to body management.
After washing up, he tied his tie in front of the mirror, put on his suit, arranged his hair carefully, sprayed a little men's perfume on his cuffs, and then strode out of the room in a confident and steady state——
...and rang the doorbell of Qiao Jing's house.
Although this action has been done many times, but for some reason, Jing Xinglan is inexplicably nervous today.
He coughed, changed several postures repeatedly, and the moment the closed door opened, he raised a perfect handsome smile that had been practiced countless times:
"Good morning."
Qiao Jing looked up at him.
The smile on Jing Xinglan's face deepened, her charming dark eyes were slightly curved, but the smile that could almost make the girl dizzy made Qiao Jing feel speechless for a while—did this person take the wrong medicine today?
With a rippling smile.
"Good morning," he said flatly, as if he was used to Jing Xinglan's harassment, or he was just numb, "What do you want me to do?"
"Aren't you going to invite me into your house?"
Qiao Jing sighed.
"Come in." He knew that even if he rejected Jing Xinglan, he would not give up, so he stopped struggling, "There is only plain water at home."
"It's okay." Jing Xinglan said immediately, "I've already had breakfast at home."
Qiao Jing sat down opposite him, "I didn't say I would treat you to breakfast."
Jing Xinglan pretended not to hear, he looked earnestly at the black-haired young man in front of him with a cold expression, and said, "Qiao Jing, I really want to have a good discussion with you this time, about "Song of the Earth" How does Yan Heqing plan to sell the copyright?"
Hearing this, Qiao Jing was finally willing to look him in the eye.
"How much do you charge?" he asked.
"I thought about it after I went back last time. The 200 million in the first quotation is indeed a bit short," Jing Xinglan said, and raised three fingers by the way, "How about this number?"
3000?
Qiao Jing opened his eyes slightly. He carefully studied the expression on Jing Xinglan's face. After confirming that the man was serious, he smiled for the first time in front of him.
Although it was very faint, Jing Xinglan saw that the corners of his lips did raise a slight arc.
Jing Xinglan suddenly lifted his spirits——
There is a play!
"3000 million full copyright," Qiao Jing quickly recovered his usual calm, looking into Jing Xinglan's eyes and said, "It's a very good price."
"But I... I don't think Yan Heqing will sell it."
Jing Xinglan's expression froze.
He put down his hands, pursed his lips tightly and thought for a while, and still couldn't help frowning and asked, "Why didn't he sell it?"
Even according to the standards of the past, the price is definitely not low.
"You'll know soon." Qiao Jing smiled.
Jing Xinglan returned home full of doubts.
As soon as he closed the door, he heard a rustling sound coming from the study, as if someone was rummaging through something.
Could it be a thief?
The man's face darkened, and he walked slowly to the study, but was surprised to find that it was a familiar little black cat that made the sound.
"Are you... Qiao Jing's cat?"
008 raised his head, gave him a vague meow, walked over with catwalks, and pulled Jing Xinglan's trousers.
Only then did Jing Xinglan notice that the cat seemed to have something in its mouth.
He squatted down, and 008 took the opportunity to put the ring in his mouth into his palm.
"what is this?"
Jing Xinglan took a look and found that it was a very ordinary silver ring, but the number "008" was engraved on the inner ring.
"Is it for me?" After being rejected just now, it is impossible to say that he is not depressed, but when he received the gift, Jing Xinglan still gently touched the little black cat's head, "Thank you, I'll take you back."
Just as he was about to reach out and pick up the cat, 008 dexterously got out, jumped onto the balcony connected to the study room, jumped lightly, onto the air conditioner on the outside wall of Qiao Jing's house, and got into the window in the blink of an eye. gone.
"...It really looks like a master."
Jing Xinglan straightened up, and said something dumbfounding.
He looked down at the ring, thought about it, and put it in his pocket.
It is said that black cats are spiritual, perhaps, this is not just an ordinary ring?
Due to too many prestige points added every day, 008, who has become numb to the point of no feeling, and has not even noticed the panel value for a long time, had a rare time to look at it today, and was almost surprised by the seven-digit number clearly written on it. It fell off the arm of the sofa.
This is too fast!
"Is there? I think it's okay," Qiao Jing said indifferently, "When it's over, it should rise again. If there are follow-up derivatives released, it may exceed [-] million by then."
The little black cat raised its head and glared at him as if looking at a monster.
Even though it is 008 o'clock in the morning on a weekday, the numbers on the panel are still rising at a dizzying speed. [-] feels that if he models according to the normal distribution now, the reputation value of this world will eventually be reduced. Dwell on a result that makes it hard to breathe.
...Although it's just a system, it doesn't matter if you don't need to breathe.
"There are more and more things to be busy with." Qiao Jing sat at the computer desk, looking at the enthusiastic comments from readers in the comment area, but his expression was a little unconsciously gloomy, "And I feel that I have entered the period of serial slack. ...I really want to start a new article."
008 said in horror: "Don't cheat!"
In case "Song of the Earth" is cheated, let alone the attitude of those scholars and the country, the resentment of millions of readers at the bottom of the pit is enough to make it creepy!
"Just kidding," Qiao Jing said casually, "Except for the eunuch's copy when I terminated the contract with Xingchen.com, I finished everything else properly."
But looking at his expression, 008 felt somewhat regretful.
Sure enough, you still want to get rid of it directly, right!
The little black cat wanted to cry, but despite Qiao Jing's verbal assurance, it always felt uneasy.And it's just a system bound to the host, even if Qiao Jing really doesn't want to write, he can't do much, because the reputation point has indeed reached the collection standard of this world...
I have to find myself an ally, it thought to itself.
At least, someone who can urge Qiao Jing to finish well and help him move forward on the road of writing.
But who?
The little black cat looked in the direction of the opposite door with slick eyes.
Yup!
Isn't Qiao Jing's ready-made book fan living there?
Although Jing Xinglan kept the secret well, few people around him knew that he was a fanatical book fan, but in front of 008, who was unimpeded on the Internet, a man basically had no secrets.
Therefore, 008 is very clear about how much Jing Xinglan spent for Qiao Jing, and after Jinghua Shuiyue terminated the contract with Xingchen.com, with a fateful and irresistible trend, he once again fell into Yan Heqing's pit.
Because he doesn't know how to blow rainbow farts, there is always only one way Jing Xinglan reminds him to change——
reward.
From one hundred to one thousand, from one thousand to ten thousand, I don’t know why, starting a few days ago, Jing Xinglan, who was originally just a symbolic investment of tens of hundreds of dollars to Yan Heqing, suddenly recharged on Liuliu.com 20, and invested all the money in "Song of the Earth"——
So far, he has become the second richest reader on Yan Heqing's tipping list after the legendary reader "National Football Must Win".
This is true love!
After knowing this, even 008 couldn't help being in awe of book fans like Jing Xinglan.
"After this book is finished, how about going on a trip together?" it suggested.
"Travel?" Qiao Jing frowned, "No. Although this time period is not the peak tourist season, I don't want to go to a strange place with a group of strangers and do some meaningless things."
008: "..."
Why didn't it realize that Qiao Jing's mouth was so poisonous?
Or is that what writers are all about?
"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to join a group," 008 said, "It's just a change of place to change your mood. Even if you don't like going out, you still need to find inspiration, right?"
Qiao Jing couldn't deny this.
"Let's talk." He said vaguely.
After "Song of the Earth" became popular, the copyright price of this book naturally rose.
Like Xinglan Entertainment, many companies that came to inquire about the quotation, once they heard the quotation from Liuliu.com, they all backed away and did not dare to mention the purchase of copyright.
Nonsense, the copyright fee of a book can empty out most of their company's fortune, what if it is shot and rushed! ?
It is precisely because of this that although many people are greedy, "Song of the Earth" has become a hot potato that no one dares to touch. Except for the super-large film and television entertainment giants, small companies simply do not have enough funds and resources to get involved in this project.
"OM company bought the film and television copyright of "Legend of the Unicorn"?" Jing Xinglan received a call from his secretary right after waking up, "The price is 2000 million... It seems that this should be their main S+ work next year or the year after. gone."
But like this kind of male-frequent cool text, he thought to himself, can OM company really shoot it well?
As we all know, women's novels are more suitable for selling copyrights, and men's novels, which cost tens of millions of words, can be shot well, and with the current level of special effects in the domestic film and television industry, it is not certain how they will be complained about. Woolen cloth.
"It seems that they must have made a deal in private. I hope the final result will not disappoint them. I have read a few chapters of that book. To be honest, there are some traces of deliberate imitation." Jing Xinglan walked In front of the sink, he brushed his hair back casually, revealing his deep facial features and stiff forehead, under the bright light, he looked like a character on the cover of a magazine.
After all, he once worked in the modeling industry. Even if he retires now, men have always paid great attention to body management.
After washing up, he tied his tie in front of the mirror, put on his suit, arranged his hair carefully, sprayed a little men's perfume on his cuffs, and then strode out of the room in a confident and steady state——
...and rang the doorbell of Qiao Jing's house.
Although this action has been done many times, but for some reason, Jing Xinglan is inexplicably nervous today.
He coughed, changed several postures repeatedly, and the moment the closed door opened, he raised a perfect handsome smile that had been practiced countless times:
"Good morning."
Qiao Jing looked up at him.
The smile on Jing Xinglan's face deepened, her charming dark eyes were slightly curved, but the smile that could almost make the girl dizzy made Qiao Jing feel speechless for a while—did this person take the wrong medicine today?
With a rippling smile.
"Good morning," he said flatly, as if he was used to Jing Xinglan's harassment, or he was just numb, "What do you want me to do?"
"Aren't you going to invite me into your house?"
Qiao Jing sighed.
"Come in." He knew that even if he rejected Jing Xinglan, he would not give up, so he stopped struggling, "There is only plain water at home."
"It's okay." Jing Xinglan said immediately, "I've already had breakfast at home."
Qiao Jing sat down opposite him, "I didn't say I would treat you to breakfast."
Jing Xinglan pretended not to hear, he looked earnestly at the black-haired young man in front of him with a cold expression, and said, "Qiao Jing, I really want to have a good discussion with you this time, about "Song of the Earth" How does Yan Heqing plan to sell the copyright?"
Hearing this, Qiao Jing was finally willing to look him in the eye.
"How much do you charge?" he asked.
"I thought about it after I went back last time. The 200 million in the first quotation is indeed a bit short," Jing Xinglan said, and raised three fingers by the way, "How about this number?"
3000?
Qiao Jing opened his eyes slightly. He carefully studied the expression on Jing Xinglan's face. After confirming that the man was serious, he smiled for the first time in front of him.
Although it was very faint, Jing Xinglan saw that the corners of his lips did raise a slight arc.
Jing Xinglan suddenly lifted his spirits——
There is a play!
"3000 million full copyright," Qiao Jing quickly recovered his usual calm, looking into Jing Xinglan's eyes and said, "It's a very good price."
"But I... I don't think Yan Heqing will sell it."
Jing Xinglan's expression froze.
He put down his hands, pursed his lips tightly and thought for a while, and still couldn't help frowning and asked, "Why didn't he sell it?"
Even according to the standards of the past, the price is definitely not low.
"You'll know soon." Qiao Jing smiled.
Jing Xinglan returned home full of doubts.
As soon as he closed the door, he heard a rustling sound coming from the study, as if someone was rummaging through something.
Could it be a thief?
The man's face darkened, and he walked slowly to the study, but was surprised to find that it was a familiar little black cat that made the sound.
"Are you... Qiao Jing's cat?"
008 raised his head, gave him a vague meow, walked over with catwalks, and pulled Jing Xinglan's trousers.
Only then did Jing Xinglan notice that the cat seemed to have something in its mouth.
He squatted down, and 008 took the opportunity to put the ring in his mouth into his palm.
"what is this?"
Jing Xinglan took a look and found that it was a very ordinary silver ring, but the number "008" was engraved on the inner ring.
"Is it for me?" After being rejected just now, it is impossible to say that he is not depressed, but when he received the gift, Jing Xinglan still gently touched the little black cat's head, "Thank you, I'll take you back."
Just as he was about to reach out and pick up the cat, 008 dexterously got out, jumped onto the balcony connected to the study room, jumped lightly, onto the air conditioner on the outside wall of Qiao Jing's house, and got into the window in the blink of an eye. gone.
"...It really looks like a master."
Jing Xinglan straightened up, and said something dumbfounding.
He looked down at the ring, thought about it, and put it in his pocket.
It is said that black cats are spiritual, perhaps, this is not just an ordinary ring?
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