Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

After reuniting with 008, Qiao Jing also learned more about this era and his current identity from it.

As Qiao Jing had guessed before, this place is indeed a parallel world a hundred years ago in his era. The two worlds have similarities, but they are different in details.

As for himself, he is an inconspicuous medical student whose parents have both died and who is struggling to live in Jingluo University with his family inheritance.

After learning that he was actually a medical student, Qiao Jing's mind couldn't help but wandered to a strange place——

Medical students, writers, and translators... Isn't the buff added a bit too much?

But fortunately, his grades in school were at the bottom, and Qiao Jing also learned a lot of professional medical knowledge because of writing the book "The Great Doctor of the Common People", otherwise he really didn't know how to continue to give this book to others. read on.

Coupled with the fact that he offended the dean of the liberal arts school next door as soon as he crossed over, Qiao Jing couldn't help thinking, it was a hellish start.

That's right, after knocking on the side and asking Zhang Shuqi, Qiao Jing finally understood that the old gentleman with long braids who asked him questions in class that day was actually a specially invited professor of the history of Western civilization hired by Jingluo University, Zuo Xiangting .

This old man is not simple. As one of the earliest Chinese students studying abroad, like most people with lofty ideals in this era, he is proficient in multiple languages ​​and has five doctorates in law, philosophy, economics, history, and politics. He was once an international The last famous barrister.

The most famous deed of Zuo Xiangting is to defend a wronged Chinese laborer free of charge in fluent English in an international court, and then the boss who is the plaintiff contemptuously calls him and the defendant "East Asian monkeys" and "I am a monkey" in German. I can’t understand the rubbish English that this person speaks,” and immediately translated the defense just now into German, French, and Japanese simultaneously, refusing the plaintiff speechless on the spot.

——From then on, no one dared to underestimate this short, skinny Huaguo lawyer with long braids.

When the Beining government was just established and was fighting against the southern government, the president even hired him back to China with a high salary to be the enacter of the new law.But no one knows why he suddenly stopped being an official. After several years of silence, Zuo Xiangting reappeared in people's field of vision, and he turned out to be a professor of the history of Western civilization at Jingluo University——

Although teaching and educating people sounds quite "decent", but on Zuo Xiangting's body, it still makes people feel that he is too talented and undervalued.

But he himself seems to enjoy it, and because he is too strict, more than half of the students will fail at the end of the semester, causing the students to criticize him, secretly calling him "old man left" and "old monster" .

However, after hearing Zuo Xiangting's deeds, Qiao Jing changed a lot towards this old-fashioned old gentleman.

From this point of view, he didn't deliberately target himself in class before, but really just wanted to hear his opinion on the Paris Peace Conference.

...Unfortunately, his performance disappointed him.

Thinking of this, Qiao Jing sighed, withdrew her mind, and refocused on the manuscript in hand.

Since 008 said that Jing Xinglan was also in this world, Qiao Jing had an inexplicable premonition in his heart that he would definitely come to find him.

But he can't directly publish his name on the front page of the newspaper, and he is just a poor student now. Qiao Jing has already asked 008. The so-called "inheritance" is barely enough for him to finish college. For the rest, he basically needs to figure out a solution by himself.

The situation is like this, in order to find someone and make a living, and to avoid being directly sent to the ICU for rescue after returning to the original world, he can only pick up his old business again, write articles under the pen name of Yan Heqing, and strive to be in this world. The era of fame has begun.

"I have to earn the prestige and the money." After hearing about this incident, Qiao Jing raised 008's two paws expressionlessly, "Then what do you need?"

The little black cat shrank its neck, stared at its round cat eyes, and tried to be cute: "I, I can sell my body, do as you like?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

A kitten who does not abide by feline morality will be caught and become rua bald.

Closer to home, the story he is going to write now is titled "The Beggar", and the source of inspiration is the previous experience of being stolen by a beggar on the street.

After returning to the dormitory from the street that day, until he fell asleep late at night, Qiao Jing still couldn't forget the black and white eyes on the dirty face of the boy when he looked back.

Afterwards, he went to that street again.

But unfortunately, I didn't see that boy again, but the vegetable vendor who made the noise was still there.

Qiao Jing bought a handful of his dishes, then asked him a few simple questions in a seemingly casual manner, and finally learned something about the tragic experience of the "little beggar".

This little beggar doesn't seem to be a local, he followed another old beggar from the countryside to beg along the way, but the old beggar fell ill shortly after he arrived in the capital, and he had no money to buy medicine, so he had to steal other people's money, and was almost killed. Man caught and broke a leg.After a narrow escape, the old beggar had already died of illness, and was thrown out of the city with a straw mat.

The vegetable vendor said in a tone of indifference and even a bit of disgust, this little bug has done all kinds of sneaky things, that is to say, he is young and no one really cares about him, otherwise he would have been beaten They died together in a mass grave.

From his attitude, Qiao Jing saw the disregard of tragedy in this era.

In other words, it is a habit.

Therefore, the protagonist Xiaoliuzi in Qiao Jing's "Beggar" is also a little beggar who is optimistic by nature.

Xiaoliuzi has a strangely optimistic attitude towards his life. Although he has experienced the death of his parents, homelessness and starvation in just a few years, he always has a happy and innocent smile on his face. Because an old rich man casually threw a sesame seed cake dipped in lard at the entrance of the restaurant, he began to feel sincerely that he was the happiest person in the world.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he curled up under the bridge and shivered, his thin clothes could not block the howling cold wind outside.But Xiaoliuzi tightly hugged the frozen biscuits that he couldn't bear to finish eating, and his gluttonous stomach was growling, but he refused to let go at all.

In a daze, he had a dream.

In the dream, he was still a dirty little beggar, but he was no longer a waif.

The rich man he saw during the day turned into an old beggar in his dream. The old beggar adopted Xiaoliuzi, took him to beg in the streets and alleys, taught him the ability to perceive words and emotions, and taught him how to please those people. The "big man" gets more rewards - with his help, the little six can eat at least one lard biscuit every day, and the happiness is almost like floating in the sky.

Here, Qiao Jing changed his style of writing again, describing the scene where the little six were frozen under the bridge hole in the middle of the night, so that they lived together with wild dogs, relying on shivering to keep warm.The huge contrast between reality and dreams presents an absurd to ridiculous effect.

Writing this, Qiao Jing's heart is also a little heavy.

He put down his pen and turned his head to look at the playground outside the library window.

Coincidentally, at a glance, he saw Zuo Xiangting walking side by side on the playground with another old gentleman in a gray gown, talking while walking.

From Qiao Jing's point of view, he could only see Zuo Xiangting's side face. The expression on this old gentleman's face was very serious now, even a hundred times more serious than when he was questioned in class.

... Is something wrong?

Qiao Jing thought about it, and felt that there was a high probability that she couldn't control it, so she looked away, picked up a pen and continued to write her manuscript.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Liuzi was woken up by the sound on the bridge, and found that the wild dogs had eaten all the sesame seed cakes he was reluctant to eat, and he almost fainted from anger.But he quickly cheered up again, because at least he had tasted what a "good thing" was like - in the eyes of Xiao Liuzi, sesame seed cakes dipped in lard were the most rare delicacy in the world.

Thinking of this, a bright smile appeared on his face again, and he happily went to the street to beg.And he was very lucky for a few days in a row, because from that day on, Xiao Liuzi could get several copper coins on the street every day!

He subconsciously ignored that during this period, he was chased away by the magistrate, disgusted by the noble lady, and hostile and insulted by other beggars. Anyway, no matter how tragic the thing is, it will become a great thing in the eyes of the little six.

But this evening, when he was walking back to the bridge hole, he heard the sound of suona blowing and beating in the distance.

The curious Little Six followed the sound and carefully hid his dirty body behind a dry old willow tree - because he knew that if an "unseemly" person like himself bumped into those A big person, even just appearing in front of them, will "stain their eyes", and maybe a small life will be lost.

He looked around, wanting to know which family was holding the funeral, but found that the deceased was the rich man who gave him lard pancakes a few days ago.

It was obvious that the old father had just passed away, and the sons and daughters of the rich man couldn't wait to start throwing a big banquet.

They wore mourning clothes, sackcloth and filial piety, and handled the funeral affairs vigorously. They greeted each other among the guests at each table, with smiles on their faces, and good words in their mouths. The deliberately mournful face also looks quite ridiculous.

Only Xiaoliuzi, wearing the tattered Baijia clothes that his mother knocked head by head for him, stood in a daze under the fluttering white flags outside the crowd, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

From a distance of [-] meters, under the disgusted or surprised eyes of the guests, he earnestly moved towards the rich man's coffin, and made three solid knocks.

The first one is for the kindness of the meal;

The second one is for the fate of the father and son in the dream;

The third one is that the little six sons wish to change their ten-year lifespan to bless this kind-hearted person with a good journey.

——In the next life, if there is a destiny, he is willing to be an ox or a horse for his benefactor, and continue this kindness.

Qiao Jing chose to write this story in a humorous style. From the perspective of the six children, the world is full of joy; but if you jump out of the characters, you can only see the sad words, and the ending is full of joy. the irony of

As an author of online articles, although Qiao Jing is often updated, compared with the literati of this era, he can be regarded as a high-yield among the high-yields. From brewing inspiration to drawing up an outline to writing, Qiao Jing It only took three days in total.

After finishing this short story with only over 2 words in the library, he put down the pen, rubbed his slightly sore wrist, and read it again from beginning to end. After confirming that there were no typos, he put them all together Put it in the prepared envelope and prepare to submit it tomorrow.

But when he got up and was about to leave, he ran into Zuo Xiangting who was still walking on the playground just now.

"Hello sir."

He hurriedly took half a step back, bowed his head and said hello.

"What are you doing here?" Zuo Xiangting glanced at the big envelope in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qiao Jing's expression froze, and she obediently replied, "Write...write something."

"is it?"

Zuo Xiangting snorted with his hands behind his back, but he didn't continue to embarrass him. He just left a sentence when he passed by: "Next week, if you still get one in the end-of-school test, don't blame the old man for not being good." Show mercy!"

After he left, Qiao Jing stood there blankly, with a blank expression.

Why……

He just crossed over and was about to take the final exam! ?