Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

Although Rouge has never shown it to the public, she is actually very afraid of ghosts.

When I was still in my hometown, every night, there would be eerie howls of wolves from the mountains in all directions, and the quacking of crows accompanied by the quivering of dead leaves outside the window, like a series of hideous black ghosts.

If he thinks of some scary legends he heard in the countryside on weekdays, then he basically won't need to sleep this night.

Therefore, when she heard that Qiao Jing actually wanted to tell her a horror story, Rouge immediately recalled her childhood psychological shadow.

She shook her head like a rattle: "No, no."

Qiao Jing looked at her in surprise: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Rouge didn't realize that there was a hint of a faint smile in his tone, probably because the impression that Qiao Jing usually left on her was too tall and positive, she didn't even think that Qiao Jing was joking with herself for a moment.

But the young girl is inherently stubborn, once she heard this, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm not afraid!"

She changed her face in an instant, put on a look of indifference, and promised Qiao Jing, "Sir, tell me! I said not to just because... because..." She thought hard for a long time but couldn't find a good reason, and finally could only With a blushing face, he choked out a sentence, "Anyway, I'm definitely not afraid of ghosts!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared in Qiao Jing's eyes.

How could he fail to see that Rouge was deliberately trying to be brave in front of him?

But he is not the kind of bad guy who would forcefully tell ghost stories to timid girls just for fun, so the young man shook his head: "Let's forget it. The noodles are finished, it's time to go back."

"No," but Yan Zhi quit. She stared at Qiao Jing with wide eyes, "Sir, tell me! I want to hear it!"

"……real?"

"More real than real gold!"

Qiao Jing said helplessly, "Okay, that's what you said."

He sat in his seat, brewed for a while, and slowly told this supernatural and strange story from conception to birth in less than 3 minutes in a calm but comfortable tone:

"A long time ago, there was a girl in the countryside named Axia..."

In fact, the storyline is very old-fashioned, and the elements are basically standard for this type of horror film-a dead village, a few foreign guests who came here by chance, gloomy and unfriendly villagers, and a strange behavior. pretty girl.

Because Qiao Jing got the inspiration from the candle shop, the protagonist of the story, Axia girl, became a girl who likes to wear local traditional costumes, painted red nails, and only appears from midnight to early morning with a red candle. weird role.

In fact, compared to his ability to create stories, Qiao Jing's level of storytelling is really not satisfactory.

It's not that the plot is not exciting, but his voice and expression are too calm - it's not as calm as telling a ghost story, but more like reading a book according to the scriptures.

But Rouge was still scared.

She pretended to be calm at the beginning, and then slowly bent her straight back, until she heard Qiao Jing say the most critical and exciting plot, "They sneaked into the village's ancestral hall overnight, lit candles, and looked through the family tree, only to find Three years ago, the girl named Axia had drowned to death—at this moment, a gust of wind blew out the candle, and when they turned their heads, they saw the young man outside the door smiling at them with his head tilted. The girl, when a drop of blood tears like a burnt red candle slowly dripped from her eyes, she couldn't help letting out a short scream, lying on the table, only daring to stare straight at the girl with a pair of terrified big eyes. Joe Mirror.

She covered one of her ears as if she was stealing the bell, she belonged to the typical cowardly but hard-spoken——

Obviously the more I listened, the more afraid I became, but the more afraid I became, the more I wanted to listen.

Qiao Jing coughed and thoughtfully did not continue.

He moistened his throat with the tea brought by the boss, and gave Rouge a while to calm down.

Before he knew it, he had been talking for almost ten minutes.

But his action was misunderstood as that he didn't want to talk anymore. A few seconds later, a hoarse voice that was still in the period of changing voice sounded next to them:

"What about down there? How about those people?"

Before Qiao Jing could answer, Yan Zhi straightened up.The girl raised her slender willow eyebrows high, stared there and asked, "Who are you?"

After the words fell, a few seconds later, a dirty boy turned out from behind an old tree with a crooked neck beside the noodle stall.

He was dressed as a beggar, with a long branch in his hand, about the same age as Rouge, with black and bright eyes.

"It turned out to be a little beggar." Yan Zhi sneered, "I said, it's okay to eavesdrop on other people's speech, as expected there is no tutor."

Because Jing Xinglan told her before, don't casually mention Qiao Jing's authorship outside, and don't tell anyone other than them his pen name, otherwise it will bring Qiao Jing a lot of trouble, and even kill him. .

Although Jing Xinglan certainly wouldn't let Qiao Jing have anything to do, and said this just to make Rouge more vigilant, but it was obvious that the girl had already taken these words seriously.

Therefore, after she discovered that this dirty little beggar was actually eavesdropping on her conversation with her husband, her disgust towards him reached its peak in an instant.

But hearing her words, Qiao Jing frowned: "Who taught you such harsh words?"

It was the first time that she was stared at by her husband with such eyes, and Yan Zhi panicked all of a sudden.

She immediately stammered an apology: "Yes, I'm sorry sir, I... I just..."

She was so flustered that she didn't even know what to say for a moment, she could only bite her lower lip in embarrassment, tears swirled in her eyes.

But this time, Qiao Jing didn't comfort her, he just said "Let's not be an example", and turned to look at the little beggar.

And when seeing his appearance, Qiao Jing couldn't help but slightly widened his eyes——

This boy turned out to be the protagonist of "The Beggar" he met on the street at the beginning of his time travel!

"you……"

Qiao Jing stared at his appearance, hesitant to speak.

This little beggar looks thinner than last year, but he is a little taller, after all, he is still in the growth and development period.But I also know that begging on the street every day, not to mention providing enough nutrition for the body, it is probably difficult to even fill the stomach.

Qiao Jing was in a daze for a while, when he heard a gurgling sound from the stomach of the boy in front of him.

"Are you hungry?" He recovered and asked.

The little beggar gave him a strange look, probably because he felt that Qiao Jing was a little bit wrong: "It's none of your business whether you're hungry or not? Also, you really don't intend to continue with that story?"

Yan Zhi was still sad at first, but when she heard that the little beggar dared to speak to Qiao Jing in such a harsh tone, she immediately raised her eyebrows in anger, slapped the table and stood up: "How are you talking? Do you know if Mr. who?"

The young man squinted at her: "Oh, so why don't you talk about it?"

"I..." Rouge held back for a long time, but she didn't say Qiao Jing's pen name. She could only stare at the ignorant wild boy, "Mr. is a student of Jingluo University! You must have heard of Jingluo University, right?" ?”

"I've heard that, isn't it amazing?" The young man was born with a tone of anger that would not pay for his life. He snorted, and deliberately picked his ear with his little finger provocatively in front of Rouge, "I was in front of this before. At the stall, there was an old man surnamed Wen... or an old man named Wen? I don’t remember, anyway, he said he was the principal of Jingluo University, and asked me if I wanted to read and write, but I ignored him and ran away.”

He folded his arms lazily and said, "If it wasn't because he didn't finish the story, do you think I would take care of you, a little girl?"

Rouge: "You!"

But the young man seemed to have won the war of words, and as soon as he finished speaking, his empty stomach rang again.

Qiao Jing sighed silently, and asked the boss to add another bowl of noodles.

The boy who had been hungry all day stared at the bowl of hot noodle soup which was obviously for himself, but he couldn't hold back the temptation. With a "gudong" sound, he swallowed hard.

He was not polite, he just threw the branch in his hand, sat down on the seat cheekily under Yan Zhi's big white eyes, picked up the chopsticks, and whimpered.

"Eat slowly." Qiao Jing couldn't help but said, "If it's not enough, I can order more."

"Huluhulu...so you really don't intend to...hulu, let's go on?"

After finally swallowing a big mouthful of noodles, the young man’s mouth was red from being burned. Taking this opportunity, he finally raised his head and asked, “Don’t be like those teahouse storytellers. The part of it started to sell off, and it was tempting."

Qiao Jing was noncommittal.

Listening to the young man's words and chopsticks proficiency, he always felt that the other party was not like a little beggar who had been wandering since he was a child, but after all, it was the first time they met, so Qiao Jing kept this issue in his heart for the time being. .

"Look at me," he asked lightly, "doesn't it look familiar?"

"Ok?"

The boy's mouth was full of noodles, and Yan Zhi, who hated him, couldn't help frowning because of his poor eating.But he looked Qiao Jing up and down for a long time, and the original indifference suddenly froze on his face, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.

He didn't even notice that the noodles in his mouth fell back into the bowl again.

"Ah, it's you!" "It's so dirty!"

The two shouts sounded almost simultaneously.It's just that one is surprised and the other is disgusted.

But the boy didn't have time to talk to Rouge at the moment, he stared blankly at Qiao Jing, and felt that the delicious noodles were starting to taste bad—it doesn't matter if you were invited to dinner by someone who was almost stolen from you. No matter who you are, you won't be able to eat it in peace, okay?

Just like what the vegetable vendor said before, the vagrants who can survive in these forty-nine cities are all veterans, and people like him are the best among them.The boy suddenly became nervous, wondering if Qiao Jing had ulterior motives, and even wondered if he had tampered with the noodles.

However, even the young man himself knew that this was impossible. He just watched Qiao Jing pay the money and asked the noodle stall owner to serve it directly after it was prepared.

But he still turned sideways slightly, made a posture that he could escape at any time, and asked with vigilant eyes: "What do you want to do?"

Qiao Jing: "Please eat."

The boy sneered: "You think I'm a three-year-old?"

Rouge gritted her teeth: "Boy, if you speak in this tone again, I'll beat you up!"

The boy was startled by her, and was about to jump up from his seat, but felt that it was shameful to be threatened by a girl, so he had to bite the bullet and stare at her: "A good man doesn't fight a woman!"

Qiao Jing rubbed his temples, and stopped and said, "Okay, save the two of you."

He looked at the boy who was still unconvinced: "Don't you want to know the ending of the story? Then answer me a question first."

The boy narrowed his eyes: "...what's the problem?"

"Before Principal Wen asked you if you wanted to read and write, why did you run away?" Qiao Jing asked, "You should know that he wants to help you."

The young man sneered: "How do I know if he is the real principal? Even if he is, I don't believe that such a good thing will happen to me. You know, the traffickers in this area don't just abduct women. "

Qiao Jing was silent for a moment.

Under Yan Zhi's surprised gaze, he even nodded, affirming the boy's actions.

"At this point, you are better than me." He admitted frankly.

Qiao Jing doesn't think there is a problem with his cognition, because a person's concept is cultivated based on the environment he lived in since he was a child. He has lived in modern society for more than 20 years, and he is not afraid of the worst outcome that he can think of in interviews. It's just that he was thrown out during an unannounced visit and received a few words of scolding.

But in this era, his thinking seems a bit out of place and naive.

Rouge also thought of their thrilling escape experience in the alley, she murmured in a low voice: "Sir, don't say that."

The boy stared at the two people who seemed to be playing charades in front of him in some puzzlement, and suddenly felt a little irritable.

Maybe he shouldn't say that today, he thought, anyway, it's just a story, and it's not very exciting...

Well, he admits it was a little bit exciting.

But this feeling of not knowing the ending is so uncomfortable!

"That's what you want to ask?" His tone became impatient, "I answered, now you can tell me the ending."

Qiao Jing shook his head: "I didn't say just now that after you answer the question, I will tell you the ending."

"you!"

The boy's eyes widened in anger, probably because he didn't expect Qiao Jing to play such a word game on a little beggar.

He jumped and said, "You are cheating! Shameless! Shameless!"

Qiao Jing was scolded, but she didn't get angry.

He just smiled, took out the pen and paper he just bought from his bag, lay down on the table and started writing.

"……What are you doing?"

During this period of time, Yan Zhi has learned a lot of words with Qiao Jing and Jing Xinglan. Although there are still many things she doesn't understand, she can already vaguely guess the meaning from the few words written by Qiao Jing.

She immediately felt complacent, looking at the bewildered young man with her hips crossed, she felt a sense of superiority spontaneously: "You don't understand, do you? Mister is writing the end of this story!"

Although the requirements were fulfilled, the young man still felt a little itchy when he saw the yellow-haired girl's triumphant appearance in front of him: "So what if you understand? You won't be able to go to college anyway! Even if you marry in the future...will you?" , surely no one wants a vicious tigress like you with a scar on your face!"

Rouge clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "Who said that?"

Not to be outdone, the young man took a step forward: "I said it!"

"You wait! I will definitely pass the exam! By then, I will be the first batch of female college students in China, and maybe I will become alumni with my husband!"

"Just you? Dream!"

Two teenagers and girls who were only thirteen or fourteen years old were on the bar beside them like fighting cocks.

While Qiao Jing was busy writing and had no time to talk to them, one of them yelled that he could pass the reading test to become a college student, and that he would open a school to be the principal in the future, and that men and women would be treated equally when entering school except for not accepting certain beggars; He said that he was extraordinary in his skills and bravely won the three armies. After two years, he would join the army and become a general.

In short, one of these two is louder than the other, and the other is louder than the other.

In the end, even the owner of the noodle stall sighed uncontrollably, walked to the table, and politely asked the only young man who seemed to be in charge: "My guest, do you want anything else?"

Qiao Jing just finished writing the last word.

He looked up at the two brats who were arguing so loudly that he noticed that they had affected the boss's business.

"...Sorry, I'll take them away right away."

He folded the handwritten paper, stuffed it hastily into his pocket, and dragged them to the open space beside him with one hand.

"What are you doing!"

Rouge naturally listened to him, but the other boy was much more difficult. As soon as he stood still, he tried his best to break away from Qiao Jing's hand: "Don't touch me!"

The girl stared at her, and just about to get angry, she heard him sneer, and said forcefully, "You don't think it's dirty to drag me."

rouge:"…………"

Is there something wrong with this guy?

Qiao Jing didn't care about the young man's rude words, he just took out the paper with the ending written on it from his pocket, showed a rare tough gesture, and stuffed it into the young man's hand.

The young boss was not happy, and his tone was a little angry: "Why give me this? I can't understand it."

"I know you don't understand," Qiao Jing said, "but if you don't understand it now, it doesn't mean you won't understand it in the future. My surname is Qiao, and I live in the bungalow next to Jingluo University. Just ask the neighbors."

He said: "If you come, it means that you agree with me to teach you how to read and write. I will only teach you how to read, and I will not directly tell you what the ending will be."

"It's so troublesome," the boy complained, "I don't want to learn these. Even if I can recognize these characters, what's the use?"

Qiao Jing: "It allows you to understand the stories you want to read."

The boy choked suddenly.

He muttered a few words in a low voice, but he didn't throw away the paper, but he still insisted: "Even if you don't want to read it, I can find someone else who can read it to me!"

Qiao Jing nodded: "It's a way. But there is a high probability that you don't have such people around you, or do you have the money to hire someone to study for you?"

The young man's face turned green and pale at what he said, and finally he could only stare at him and the innocent Rouge beside him from embarrassment, and ran away without saying a word.

Looking at his back, Yanzhi reluctantly asked: "Sir, there are so many little beggars on the street, why did you help him? You also said that you want to teach him to read and study. This guy speaks so aggressively, you can see it You ungrateful bastard, there are too many white-eyed wolves these days, sir, don't be fooled by them."

Qiao Jing: "Because I owe him a favor."

Rouge couldn't believe it: "You? You owe him a favor? How is it possible!"

"Do you still remember the "Beggar" I told you?" Qiao Jing asked.

Yan Zhi nodded first, then said in shock: "Wait a minute, that little six...couldn't be this brat?"

But looking at Qiao Jing's expression, she knew she was right.

"How is it possible..." Rouge murmured, to be honest, she was a little skeptical about life. The story "Beggar" is Qiao Jing's first novel in this world. Of course, Rouge likes it very much. Even Aiwujiwu, she also feels very pitiful and cute to the protagonist Xiaoliuzi who knows how to repay kindness and is optimistic by nature.

Even when Qiao Jing read to the end of the story, she heard tears at one point.

But when I think that the prototype of Little Six is ​​that annoying little beggar...

Rouge's expression suddenly became very complicated.

Although she no longer thinks that little beggar is a white-eyed wolf, but do you want her to have a good impression of him?

Go dream!

Even if he was a little more sensible and knew how to seize this opportunity to become a disciple of the master, she couldn't help but think, then she would always be the master's disciple!

In the end, the little beggar had to obediently call her Senior Sister.

Thinking of the aggrieved look on the little beggar's face at that time, Yan Zhi's mood immediately improved.

"Since Mr. has decided, then I won't say anything more," she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the other party's life is good, although Rouge felt that if she met Mr. The luckiest person, "But sir, have you ever thought about what if he really doesn't come?"

"I just gave him a choice," Qiao Jing said calmly, "As for whether he can grasp it, it depends on him."

He looked at the sky, because it was almost evening after sitting on the noodle stall for too long.

"Go back," he said.

If he didn't go back, Jing Xinglan might grab 008 and find someone.

Along the way, Rouge was very silent.

You know, when the two of them go out, Rouge is basically the one who takes the initiative to chat, and often talks to himself, lively like a little lark.Now she stopped talking, and Qiao Jing was always at a loss for words when it came to finding topics, which resulted in an extremely awkward atmosphere on the way back, and even him, who was used to being quiet, began to feel uncomfortable.

Qiao Jing originally thought that the girl had something on her mind, or that she was unhappy because of his blaming today.Seeing that he was almost at the door of the house, just when he wanted to politely ask why the other party was depressed, Yan Zhi suddenly gritted his teeth again.

She clenched her fist hard:

"If this little beggar really doesn't know good from bad, and dares to release your pigeons, sir, then don't stop me, sir, I will definitely beat him up!"

Qiao Jing: "..."