Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

"Controllable nuclear fusion", isn't this the research topic that his mentor has been working on for many years?

It's over, Ding Qi thought, after finally finding a decent novel, he couldn't read it anymore.

Anyone who has followed the Internet all the year round knows that when you see a high-level novel, you will be amazed by the author's rich knowledge and experience; but if the novel happens to be written about your major, you will only I think he is talking nonsense throughout the article, and the shit doesn't make sense.

——Ding Qi is thinking like this now.

But because of the lack of literature, he continued to read it without hope, and only hoped that the author would not go too far.

Unexpectedly, the more he looked, the wider his eyes widened, until the last pair of eyeballs almost didn't fall out of their sockets.

"Hey, you've been loitering for too long!"

Outside the door, the senior brother impatiently patted on the door of the cubicle: "The mentor will be back in the next two days, have you finished the task at hand?"

Ding Qi opened the door with a dazed expression, and raised his mobile phone: "Brother, have you seen this?"

"What? Novel?" The brother gritted his teeth and stared at him, "What time is this, you still read novels!"

"No, no, this is really not a novel...or not just a novel!"

Under Ding Qi's strong Amway, the senior brother also briefly read the key chapters.

——As a result, the tranced person became two.

The two brothers and sisters were silent, standing side by side at the window of the bathroom, each of them lit a cigarette.

"Xiao Ding," the senior brother sighed, and patted him on the shoulder heavily, "In our country, the folks are full of talented people!"

"Yeah," Ding Qi's eyes were straightened, and he didn't even realize that the cigarette in his hand was almost burning to his fingers, "I'm thinking about what I'm studying in the laboratory every day."

He looked sad and indignant: "I worked hard and finally became a Ph. D., and I was going bald when I wrote the thesis. As a result, the combined impact factors can't compare with a writer who writes online novels!"

The brothers and sisters looked at each other speechlessly.

In the end, the senior brother managed to pull himself together, and made a final decision: "When the tutor comes back, let him read this novel."

"……it is good."

Qiao Jing didn't know that he had just shattered the worldview of the two young people, because he had been harassed by 008's voice all day and couldn't type with peace of mind.

"Are you so happy?" He asked inexplicably.

"Of course! Of course! Yes!"

008 was so excited that he almost spun and jumped in the virtual space, I closed my eyes.

It never expected that Qiao Jing's book would gain nearly 1000 favorites overnight!Tens of thousands of hits!

"Favorites with three digits changed into four digits! For the first time, I gained two reputation points! It's so spicy!!!"

Although these two prestige points are very insignificant compared to 100 million, 008 still feels that it is necessary to celebrate: "I don't seem to have seen you go out these days. Such a big happy event, why don't we go to the street to eat something good?" , to celebrate?"

After being bound with Qiao Jing, 008 also has an entity.

After all, it is different from a real cat, and it can be said that there is no taboo to eat.

But after eating lettuce leaves and bread and milk with Qiao Jing for more than ten days, even 008 couldn't hold on anymore.

No wonder Qiao Jing is so thin!

It also asked the young man why he wanted to eat like this, obviously he didn't need to be photographed at all.

But Qiao Jing only replied 008 with one word:

lazy.

To be honest, Qiao Jing didn't really want to go out, at worst he could still order takeaway.

But seeing the pitiful eyes of the little cat, he was silent for a second and compromised.

"What would you like to eat?" he asked.

"hot pot!"

——So after doing homework online, one person and one cat came to a hot pot restaurant that allowed pets to come in.

008 has never been to the earth before, but it thinks it is very interesting to watch the fog steaming and people coming and going in the hot pot restaurant.

Qiao Jing didn't speak during the whole process of ordering, but just kept clicking on the tablet handed by the waiter. When he heard the question "Do you want to put a doll on the opposite side to accompany you to eat?", he was just silent Nodding.

It can be called a model of cherishing words like gold.

008 likes that doll very much, because it is also in the shape of a cat.

When Qiao Jing was cooking meat, it asked curiously, "Host, do you have a readership?"

"No." Qiao Jing blew on the hot mutton slices, took a small plate and put it in front of 008, "Beauty comes from distance. My personality is very boring. In the words of fans, I don't have a point of attracting fans. And maintaining a readership is troublesome, and I'm too lazy to do it."

"But I see you have a lot of followers on Weibo?"

Qiao Jing: "It's just a zombie fan."

008 was silent for a moment, expressing doubts about Qiao Jing's words.

Obviously it's just because you haven't posted on Weibo for ten thousand years, right?

and……

"I don't think you are boring." 008 said.

Although they have only been together for a few days, it can feel that Qiao Jing actually has his own charm.

His charm is not like a star on the stage shining brightly and sharply, but hidden under the pale and quiet appearance, like still water flowing deep, silently.

Just like the epiphyllum that only blooms quietly in the middle of the night, only those who are truly destined can discover its charm.

"After dinner, I want to go to the bookstore again." Qiao Jing said, "Just in time, when I came here, I saw an old bookstore nearby."

It is not easy to see used bookstores in big cities nowadays.

Qiao Jing seldom went out, and almost every time he went out to buy books.

Although there is 008's database now, some books are already sold in the market, so there is no need to use reputation points to credit them.

It was already late when he came to the bookstore.

Although the bookstore was still open, the boss behind the counter was gone.

Only a gray-haired old man in his sixties or seventies, wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit with his hands behind his back, looked carefully at the bookshelf in front of him under the slightly dim light.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qiao Jing noticed that the old man turned around and smiled at him, "Little friend also came to buy books?"

Qiao Jing nodded.

"These days, there aren't many young people who like to read." The old man sighed, and asked by the way, "What kind of books do you like?"

"... science fiction."

The old man pondered for a moment, then went to a corner and took out a copy of "War in the Solar System" with a yellowed cover and handed it to him: "This book is not bad, but the content is rather difficult to understand. You can read it."

Qiao Jing flipped through it briefly, and found that it was indeed as the old man said, and the author wrote very profoundly. Although it is a novel, the text reads like reading real historical materials.

This way of writing is indeed very jerky at first glance, but when you go deep into it, you can experience a grand romance that is completely different from traditional literature.

"Thank you." Qiao Jing said.

That's why he likes coming to bookstores.

Here, everyone speaks in a soft voice, and usually no more than three sentences can solve the problem.

"This book is 25 yuan. It is a little more expensive because few people bought it and it has not been reprinted." The old man said with a smile, "There is a QR code over there, you can scan it yourself."

Qiao Jing nodded and said thank you again.

Half an hour after he left, someone found Ding Qi who was about to collapse, and finally found the old man sitting in front of the bookstore reading a book on the street.

He was sweating profusely, seeing that his mentor was still free to watch "Les Miserables", he suddenly felt that his life was a continuation of Les Miserables, "Teacher, why are you here? The agreed plane is late, eight How about picking you up at the airport?"

"I'm flying Shandong Airlines, and the delay in boarding doesn't prevent it from arriving on time."

The 67-year-old academician Gao Xinglu, who can be regarded as the pillar of the national nuclear physics, closed the book, took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and wiped it casually, and raised his head to frown dissatisfiedly at the student who was so anxious: "I just came out for a stroll. It's just a bookstore, and it's nothing serious. Young people, what's the rush?"

It's over if something big happens, okay?

Ding Qi is struggling and can't tell, Teacher Xin Dao, have you ever realized what level you are?

For a research leader like you, it is not an exaggeration to go on a business trip with a small team of special forces for protection, but not only did you go out without an assistant, you actually bought your own ticket and came back by civil aviation!

And I haven't notified anyone yet, I came to the city alone to browse second-hand bookstores!

"Let's hurry back to school." He wiped his face and said firmly, "It just so happens that I found a very professional... novel and I want you to read it."