Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

"This year is really a magical year," Ji Nanqiu sat in front of the courier sent by the Air Force Department, and sighed to his wife and children next to him, "I never thought that my old Ji would have such a day."

The courier is very thin, and it contains a magnetic card——

It is also the entry certificate for the International Aviation and Aerospace Expo held in Huaguo this year.

Although most of the exhibits in this exhibition are civilian equipment, it is also enough to represent the strength of a country in aerospace.

At that time, there will be leaders of various countries and executives of multinational companies attending!

As an ordinary commoner, Ji Nanqiu never dreamed that he would be able to participate in an exhibition of this level.

"Will there be any danger?" His wife asked worriedly from the side.

"Why, it's just an expo. Besides, I'm a white-collar worker, what danger can I have?" Ji Nanqiu laughed and said, "Don't worry, this is a rare opportunity! At that time, those brothers in the forum will definitely I'm so envious."

After thinking about it just now, he probably figured it out.

Probably because of his right to speak in the forum as a senior VIP, and his tireless and in-depth analysis of "Song of the Earth" during this period, the national intelligence department has followed him.

Anyway, sitting straight and sitting upright, Ji Nanqiu thought, so let's go.

Maybe, we will still be able to see the author of "Song of the Earth" at the scene!

"City N is so lively recently," Jing Xinglan sighed while sitting on the sofa, shaking the cat teaser quickly with one hand perfunctorily, causing the little black cat to shake its head back and forth like a rattle, and finally collapsed dizzily In the middle of the pillow, "I just finished the Internet Literature Festival, and I want to hold an aerospace exhibition. In the past few days, even the number of traffic policemen on duty on the road has more than doubled."

"It's the provincial capital after all." Qiao Jing said flatly.

He was holding a yellowed book in his hand, which was a rare ancient book that Jing Xinglan specially bought from some village at a high price.

It was precisely because Jing Xinglan would wisely bring a book with her every time she entered the house that Qiao Jing didn't continue to keep a cold face and silently planned the move in her heart.

Jing Xinglan sighed as he watched him just focus on reading without looking up.

"Can't you just chat with me?" he asked.

Qiao Jing froze for a moment, and after weighing the benefits that Jing Xinglan might bring to him in the future and the price he would pay for chatting with him, he closed the book graciously, and said tolerantly:

"What do you want to talk about?"

"..." Jing Xinglan was momentarily at a loss for words.

Is it his illusion that he feels like being coaxed by a child?

He coughed, and said nonchalantly, "Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted to tell you that the production of the first season of the anime "Song of the Earth" has started."

"So fast?"

Qiao Jing was really surprised.

Even if there is already an original book, shouldn't the script be revised?

"Before I bought the copyright of "Song of the Earth", I had them start preparing." Jing Xinglan said proudly.

——He has realized the highest dream of thousands of book fans, directly buying the copyright of his favorite works, and then adapting them himself.

Qiao Jing blinked her eyes, and rarely took the initiative to say: "That's pretty good. Do you need my help?"

Jing Xinglan pondered for a moment: "Give me Yan Heqing's contact information, we want to discuss some issues with him about the script."

Qiao Jing froze, and said slowly: "No, Yan Heqing... probably won't give it. If you have any questions, you can discuss them with me, and I will pass them on."

Jing Xinglan said in a low voice, "As expected of being good friends, even the habits are exactly the same."

Qiao Jing looked away guiltily.

"However," Jing Xinglan didn't seem to be offended, but was very excited, "Then I will trouble you from now on."

"……Um."

Qiao Jing felt that he seemed to have accidentally caused a big trouble for himself.

But soon he discovered that Jing Xinglan seemed to be seriously discussing with him about the script.

Unlike other producers who bought the copyright, the man respects his opinion very much—that is, "Yan Heqing" himself. Although he will also make some suggestions, the final decision is still left to the original author himself.

To be honest, even Qiao Jing felt very comfortable with such a respectful communication.

And because Jing Xinglan came to him too many times, Qiao Jing was too lazy to open the door for him every time, and finally just threw a house key to the other party.

Anyway, 008 is always monitoring the surrounding environment, as long as he is reminded to leave the virtual space in time before anyone comes, Qiao Jing doesn't have to worry about his codewriting being discovered.

Occasionally, he could still hear some unknown inside information from Jing Xinglan's mouth.

"I heard that there will be a special performance at this aerospace show," Jing Xinglan said, "As you know, OM and I are the two largest entertainment giants on the Internet in China. Notification, when the time comes, we will cooperate with the publicity.”

Qiao Jing: "Is it to promote a new type of spacecraft?"

"Probably...?" Jing Xinglan was not too sure, "But according to the usual practice, fighter jets are exhibited at such heavyweight international expositions. It may be that the country has developed some new weapons."

As soon as he said that, Qiao Jing knew it in his heart.

The so-called aerospace expo, on the one hand, is to show the world the strength of one's own country in the aerospace field, which acts as a deterrent; on the other hand, it is equivalent to a large-scale trading place.Every time an expo is held, the country can basically negotiate billions of dollars.

But in this way, wouldn't the old man also...

"Jingle bell~"

Jing Xinglan paused, and pointed curiously at the buzzing cell phone on the table: "Aren't you going to answer it?"

He was a little surprised to see Qiao Jing showing a toothache expression. To be honest, it is not easy to see such a vivid expression on the face of a young man who usually lacks expression.Who is this call from?

"……Hey?"

Qiao Jing reluctantly picked up the phone.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, Joe's father's voice came from inside: "I saw the news on the Internet, you have recently terminated the contract with the website, right? Since you have nothing to do, come and translate for me, I will The team here happens to have few French-speaking people."

Qiao Jing said in his heart that you are ashamed to use such a clumsy reason.

Obviously you are fluent in French than anyone else, so what translation is needed.

But he also understood that Qiao's father was actually worried that he would be depressed after the contract was terminated, and that something would happen if he was bored at home for a long time, so he wanted to take him out to relax.He sighed, and finally struggled: "I'm very busy, can I not go?"

"No."

There's no way, just like a kind of cold cry "Your mother thinks you are cold", it is also applicable to Qiao's father.In the end, Qiao Jing could only agree, and said that after the opening of the expo, he would be there on time.

After hanging up the phone, Jing Xinglan said with a smile: "That's great, I wanted to invite you to go with me, and I was thinking of what to say before you can agree."

Qiao Jing let out an "um" in a low mood, apparently having no time to talk to him.

It's not like he hasn't been to this kind of expo before, but this time it's obviously different.

Leaving aside the previous press conference held by Country M, just holding an expo at this juncture is enough to prove Hua Country's attitude.

I just hope that by then, the scene like the one in the previous web festival will not appear again.

...Otherwise, Qiao Jing would really feel ashamed and angry.

Because it has been confirmed that she will attend a formal occasion as an interpreter, Qiao Jing can no longer go out wearing a sweater and jeans like last time.

After Jing Xinglan finished looking through his closet, he expressed his complete shock at the fact that Qiao Jing, a young man in his twenties, didn't even have a formal suit in his closet.

"I can buy it online..." Qiao Jing protested weakly.

"No." Jing Xinglan was very particular about this aspect, and directly vetoed his idea, "A suit is a man's shirt, how can you treat it casually? You are not going to an interview with a third-rate company, of course you have to buy it well of!"

He took Qiao Jing to the street, and came to a private custom shop that he often went to, and asked the boss to help Qiao Jing tailor his clothes.

"Spread your arms and raise them a little higher, yes..."

The owner of this suit shop is a mature Yujie in her thirties, with short hair, she looks very young, no different from her early twenties.According to her own statement, she is unmarried and infertile and often sees that handsome men will make her look younger, so she invested money to open this suit shop.

With a smoking cessation lozenge in her mouth, she smiled and helped Qiao Jing, who was stiff as a rod in front of the mirror, measure the size, and couldn't help pinching his little face while measuring: "What a cute little handsome guy, where did you find it?" of?"

Jing Xinglan watched Qiao Jing's cheeks turn pink, and said helplessly, "He is my high school classmate. Also, stop teasing him, he has a thin skin."

"Your high school classmate?" The boss's eyes widened. "No, you two are of the same generation? Impossible, is it because you are too mature or the handsome young man has a tender face?"

Qiao Jing had no choice but to say, "I skipped a few levels when I was in school."

"No wonder." The boss suddenly realized.

After measuring the size, Qiao Jing paid a deposit and agreed to deliver it home half a month later. The boss even gave him a [-]% discount for Jing Xinglan's sake, but Jing Xinglan suspected that she was using herself as an excuse to lure her. Qiao Jing was a repeat customer.

Jing Xinglan watched as the boss was busy keeping his head down to keep the accounts, and noticed that Qiao Jing's sweater hat was turned upside down, so he got up and walked over.

"The hat is messed up," he said.

"Really...? Thank you." Qiao Jing was about to reach out to tidy up, but Jing Xinglan interrupted him and said, "Let me help you."

The man stood in front of Qiao Jing, helped him arrange the hat of the sweater, and carefully adjusted the two drawstrings to the same length and placed them on his chest.

The boss at the side accidentally looked up and saw this scene, and couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly: Although Jing Xinglan didn't notice it himself, when he looked down at Qiao Jing, there was always a faint, gentle smile on his lips. meaning.

There are so many men who come to her suit shop, this is not like the way of getting along with friends.

When Jing Xinglan put down her hand, she just turned her head when she saw her raising her slender eyebrows and giving him a clear smile.

"Come find me next time if you need it." She smiled and sent the two of them to the door of the store. "By the way, there is a very interesting thing in the nearby People's Square. If you are interested, you can go shopping together at night." visit."

After finishing speaking, she took advantage of Qiao Jing's inattention and blinked at Jing Xinglan.

Jing Xinglan froze for a moment, and wanted to explain that she had misunderstood, that he and Qiao Jing were not in such a relationship, but for some reason, in the end he swallowed the words that had come to his lips, and nodded slightly to the other party.

When I left the store, it was already dark.

People's Square happened to be on their way back, Qiao Jing was thinking about the next plot while walking, and didn't notice Jing Xinglan's strange silence.

It wasn't until a burst of rhythmic music came from the side of the road that the two of them were awakened from their respective thoughts.

"What's that?" Jing Xinglan looked at the circle of people in the square not far away, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

Qiao Jing also stayed for a second.

In the originally empty square, someone installed a ring of spinning bicycles for fitness. All the bicycles were fixed on the ground, and bright optical fibers extended from the bottom of the bicycles to the bottom of the music fountain in the center of the square. With the movement of people pedaling, the fountain began to change into various shapes, and the crystal water splashed on the surrounding ground, just like a dream.

In addition, bright purple lasers with a sense of science and technology lit up under people's feet. They danced continuously with the music, and finally formed a pair of abstract smiling faces of sisters. It turned out that they were photographed by the equipment on the side The appearance was reproduced with projection technology.

"This isn't..." Jing Xinglan subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Qiao Jing beside her.

Isn't this the scene of the future metaverse era described in "Song of the Earth"?

Qiao Jing didn't expect that he would be able to see it in reality so soon.

Although it is not difficult to make this kind of equipment for today's technology, he stood in the crowd and looked at the children who were carried on the bicycle by their parents, giggling while stepping on it, as well as the young and beautiful girl, with a face full of novelty. The old people who tried the square dance couldn't help but stop and stare for a long time.

Jing Xinglan also stopped with him.

"I have to say that the municipal government of N City is really powerful." He sighed, "And your author friend...Yan Heqing is indeed a very powerful person."

Qiao Jing pursed her lips and said nothing.

He picked up his mobile phone, recorded a video, then turned his head and said, "Let's go."

"Aren't you going to try it?" Jing Xinglan was eager to try it, he seemed very interested in that bicycle.

Qiao Jing shook his head.

"Okay." Jing Xinglan sighed regretfully, "Then let's go back. What are we going to have for dinner? I happen to have two catties of pork ribs at home, how about making sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Although his net worth is over [-] million, Jing Xinglan is a rare good man in the new century who can handle the living room and the kitchen.

Not only did she take the initiative to help Qiao Jing clean up because of frequent outbreaks of cleanliness, but her cooking skills were also excellent. Even Qiao Jing was conquered after eating it once.

"can."

"Then it's settled." Jing Xinglan said.

He has always spared no effort to feed his favorite authors.

——After all, only a wife who is full can produce more food!

008 drilled a cat's head out of Qiao Jing's backpack, and looked at the owner he had carefully selected for the host with satisfaction.

It is said that if you want to conquer a man, you must first conquer his stomach.

For a difficult writer like Qiao Jing, probably only a talented and versatile fan like Jing Xinglan can handle it.

——Sure enough, it chose the right person!