Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

Capital time, 04:30 am.

It was still early at this time, and the land of Jingchu was still shrouded in darkness, but a truck with no abnormal appearance but surrounded by guns and live ammunition had already quietly driven towards the airport from the back door of the Provincial Museum.

The curator stood at the door, watching the truck go all the way.

His eyes were reddish, his face was filled with unconcealable excitement, he straightened his back, and stood in the sky from midnight to dawn.

"Curator, let's go in." The staff next to him couldn't help but said, "The temperature is low in the morning, you are wearing such thin clothes, don't catch a cold."

The curator shook his head, but his eyes were still fixed on the direction in which the truck was leaving.

When he spoke, his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Xiao Zhou, pinch me."

Staff: "Huh?"

"Pinch me." But the curator insisted.

There was no other way, the staff could only reach out and fulfill his request.

But of course he didn't dare to use force, this is the leader——the curator frowned dissatisfiedly, and simply did it himself, pinching his thigh severely.

"Ouch!"

He cried out in pain.

The staff looked at him helplessly: "What are you doing?"

"You don't understand," the curator shook his head and sighed, "You don't understand."

In the entire museum, except for the special soldier who came to carry the national treasure just now, he is the only one who knows what kind of precious cultural relics are transported in that truck - its value is not just a symbol of history!

"My grandfather didn't wait for it, and neither did my father," the curator said, almost in tears, "but I waited for this day! I waited for it!"

At this time, the sky was already bright, and pedestrians who got up early to work were already walking back and forth on the road in front of the museum. The excited appearance of the curator immediately attracted the attention of people from all directions.

Being stared at by so many people with strange eyes, the staff was a little embarrassed, but he was also very curious and couldn't help asking: "Curator, what have you been waiting for?"

The curator shook his head: "You will know soon."

Looking at the rising sun in the sky, he exhaled slowly, humming the tune of "Take the Tiger Mountain Out of Wisdom", with his hands behind his back, he staggered up the steps.

"Drink the celebration wine today~ I will never stop if my ambitions are not paid~"

All the staff members were left standing there confused. He scratched his hair, decided not to guess what the leader was thinking, and trotted all the way to follow.

a few hours later.

The Secretary-General of the United Nations delivered a public speech to the whole world. Before the speech began, he, together with the representatives of the countries present, observed a minute of silence for all the people who died and injured in this global catastrophe, and then made a speech about the United Nations The various measures taken in this disaster and the results achieved, and I would like to thank all the countries that contributed money and efforts in the rescue operation.

Facing the live broadcast and hundreds of journalists' long guns and short guns, this time, both the representatives of country M and the country of Hua have learned their lesson.

One stopped being embarrassed, and the other tried to straighten his face. The two stood side by side, folded their hands in front of them, lowered their heads and raised their eyebrows, serious and serious.

...It can no longer be like last time, a good press conference can become a source of global emoji material.

So embarrassing!

"...The above is all I want to tell you this time."

The Secretary-General of the United Nations put down his speech, paused, and his serious expression finally relaxed a little: "Finally, please allow me to announce one thing to everyone: to commemorate the people who lost their lives in this disaster, and to praise the human beings who have lived through difficulties together. We have invited the famous musician Mr. Ludwig to compose the music and Mr. Yan Heqing to write the lyrics to complete the "Song of the Earth".

As he spoke, he took a box handed over by his assistant, in which was a golden collectible disc of "Song of the Earth" - the MV of this song came from news excerpts from various countries during this period, as well as tens of thousands of copies from the United Nations. A collection of smiling faces of [-] children, young people, and old people selected from [-] applicants, representing all nations, countries, and a community of shared future for mankind of different races on earth.

"At the end of the speech, please let us enjoy this song together."

He said to everyone in the venue.

The voice fell, and the big screen behind everyone lit up.

On the day the news came back to China, #《地球之歌》凯河清# once again rushed to the top of the hot search list.

Many readers went in excitedly, only to be disappointed to find out that the author had not written any new books or episodes. How could this be really just a song?

But to be honest, the wording is really good.

After listening to it, netizens said that the song is very nice, but the lyrics definitely played a finishing touch.Some people deliberately found out the English version and read it for comparison, and confirmed that after the translation, it will not have that flavor at all. Anyway, Mr. Yan’s literary quality is absolutely excellent, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to write like this. Both catchy and connotative lyrics.

As the number one fan of "Song of the Earth" book fans, Ding Xiao couldn't wait to listen to the whole song as soon as the song was released.

The United Nations attaches great importance to this song, and has specially prepared several versions. The first one Ding Xiao listened to was the symphony version that ordinary people are not very interested in.

"Being inferior," he was silent for a long time after listening to it, and then he sighed and said to the manager beside him, "A master is a master. For a composer of Ludwig's level, I'm afraid it will take me my whole life... No, it is very likely that I will end up In his whole life, he will never be able to cross this mountain."

He was a little frustrated, but soon, the eye-catching line "Lyricist: Yan Heqing" on the screen cheered Ding Xiao up again.

"To be honest, from a professional point of view, there are still some small flaws in the rhyme of this poem, which can continue to be improved," he commented objectively, but in the next second he immediately returned to his original nature and blew rainbow farts. "But the flaws do not hide the virtues. Yan Heqing is worthy of being Yan Heqing. This aura is completely unmatched by ordinary lyricists! Poetry expresses ambition, song Yongyan, sound Yiyong, rhythm and harmony, this is the beginning of my university teacher's first class. What I said to us before, the sentences in the "Shangshu", I still remember it."

Ding Xiao said, read the lyrics carefully again, and said in a very firm tone: "If it was put back thousands of years ago, Yan Heqing would definitely be a generation of literary masters!"

The agent glanced at him sideways, then snorted and said, "Are you sure it's not because you have filters for others?"

Ding Xiao said confidently: "It's true that I have a filter, but isn't that also because of Yan Heqing's ability?"

He blows rainbow farts, and he always blows them openly!

Yan Heqing is the best!Crazy for him, crazy for him, banging against the wall for him!

So, Ding Xiao sniffed, scratching his heart and lungs, thinking, when will Yan Heqing finish writing the episode and start "Song of the Earth 2" as soon as possible?

want to see!

What Dante Xiao didn't know was that Qiao Jing, who was sitting at home, happened to be thinking about the plot of "Song of the Earth 2" right now.

Just now, he has made a decision:

The protagonist of this book will be played by Yang Liu's brother Shen Rong.

But as for how to write it, Qiao Jing still has no idea at all, and his solution to this problem is also very simple-since he can't figure out the outline, let's write the beginning first to find out the feeling.

Anyway, the last one just finished not long ago... Cough, it seems to be quite a long time.

Now the comment area of ​​"Song of the Earth" has changed from refreshing hundreds of comments per second at the end to one every few seconds. The opening text of "Song of the Earth 2" finally became the current style of painting——

"Yan Heqing, are you asleep? I can't see 2, I can't sleep."

"You have time to write lyrics, don't you have time to start a new article? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, You're so ruthless!"

"Yeah, how long has it been since the end, and there are only four extra chapters! Four!! Not even a slap in the face!!!"

"Your posture of breaking the update is very beautiful, and I look so embarrassed when I frantically refresh."

"I realized, the author must have been arrested and locked up in the small black room to develop Gundam!"

These comments also included many local tyrants who were at the top of the tipping list. However, from the beginning to the end, Yan Heqing acted very rich and unyielding, and he had no certainty about when the new book would be released.

night.

It was rare for Jing Xinglan not to disturb Qiao Jing today, but sat alone in his living room, holding his phone tightly, staring at the title of "Song of the Earth" on the screen in a daze.

Just before he got off work, he saw that hot search on Weibo.

Like most readers, he also thought that Yan Heqing had finally started a new article, but after learning that this was only a song for which the United Nations invited Yan Heqing to write lyrics, the habitually dull thing in Jing Xinglan's mind in front of Qiao Jing Nerves trembled violently.

Lyrics, he thought, why lyrics?

Before Qiao Jing asked him to take a training class, the reason he used was to write lyrics for the theme song of Yan Heqing's new book.

He made himself sick and lay at home for a day and a night, and the reason was still writing lyrics.

At that time, Jing Xinglan had complained about it. The book hadn't been written yet, so why did he think of the theme song?But it was rare for Qiao Jing to ask him to do something, and because he was moved by the custom-made text, Jing Xinglan didn't think much about it, so he readily agreed.

Looking back now, there were indeed many loopholes in Qiao Jing's words and deeds, but Jing Xinglan in the past subconsciously ignored them.

——In other words, before Qiao Jing took the initiative to explain, he had already found a reason for the other party.

Because people like him are often not deceived by those who are good at pretending to be eloquent, but will subconsciously raise their vigilance against people who are glib; For a pure person like Qiao Jing, no matter how outrageous and lame the young man's lies are, he will subconsciously choose to believe them.

Jing Xinglan put down his phone and buried his head deeply between his arms.

After a long time, the man raised his head and let out a long breath.

What is this, is the color making you faint?

Obviously there are so many connections and so many coincidences, but he just didn't find out until today——fortunately, he still thinks that he is a true fan of Jinghua Shuiyue!

Just now, Jing Xinglan read the first few chapters of "Song of the Earth" again.

As far as writing style is concerned, Yan Heqing and Jinghua Shuiyue can be said to be completely different, even the habitual words and sentences are completely different.

Because even if they investigate, it is impossible to read all the dozen or so books in the mirror, and even if they read all the old readers, it is estimated that it will be difficult to find the similarities between the two.Qiao Jing was first spotted by his editor Wang Cheng. Apart from his outstanding writing style, the biggest advantage lies in this——

Wang Cheng once sighed that in his life, he would never see another author who was more talented than Qiao Jing.

Sensitivity to text, varied writing styles, extraordinary family background and amazing reading volume not only endow Qiao Jing with a bold and unconstrained imagination, but also allow him to control the stories he writes to the pinnacle.

But because of the "no similarity" between the two, Jing Xinglan confirmed the relationship between them.

Unlike other authors who want to be recognized by book fans after job-hopping, if Qiao Jing wants to change his pseudonym and start over, he will definitely choose to remain anonymous and resolutely not disclose the connection between the two vests to others.

Many analysts on the Internet believe that Yan Heqing should not be a new author, he is very familiar with the plot, and his brushwork is also very smooth and skillful.At the beginning, Jing Xinglan only half believed this kind of words, because it didn't matter to him whether Yan Heqing was a new author or not.

—but now it matters.

It wasn't until now that he finally understood that "Song of the Earth" was the culmination of Qiao Jing's creation of more than a dozen works and the termination of the contract with his old club.

Although I don't know where he got the information...Jing Xinglan's first thought was Qiao Cunzhi, but this guess was quickly denied by himself: No, it's absolutely impossible.

If it was really the information Qiao Cunzhi gave Qiao Jing, then both father and son would have to be taken to drink tea.

And he doesn't think that the current level of science and technology in Huaguo has reached the level in "Song of the Earth".

So, it should be Qiao Jing who had some kind of adventure?

As a senior old man who often reads online articles, Jing Xinglan only hesitated for a second before readily accepting this reason.

He stood up abruptly from the sofa, and when he strode to the door, he stopped suddenly.

Although not many people really know how to compose, Jing Xinglan knew that if Qiao Jing really wanted to find it, he would definitely be able to find it.But instead of doing that, he found himself and asked for help—what was it?

This is a blatant hint!

This is a great trust in him!

Jing Xinglan took a deep breath.

He clenched his fists, and suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Since Qiao Jing chose to confess his identity to himself in such a veiled way, it meant that he didn't want to discuss this matter in the open. He thought, then he shouldn't ask rashly like this, he must respect the other party's wishes, And when Qiao Jing needed it, he stood by his side as soon as possible.

Qiao Jing:? ? ? ?

If he knew what Jing Xinglan was thinking now, he would definitely have a blank expression on his face.

He was just preoccupied with the deadline for submitting lyrics, and had no time to lie.

——How come Jing Xinglan was here, and he was made up like this?