Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

It can be said that every student who has received nine years of compulsory education has experienced such things as writing after reading.

Since the focus of this thing is on "sense" rather than "reading", it also involves a wide range of areas.

You can write an article about watching a movie organized by the school, you can write an article when you go out for a spring and autumn outing, and you can write an article after reading a book.In short, whenever the teacher can't think of a homework to assign, but doesn't want to keep the students idle - then write a review!

When it develops into junior and senior high schools, the post-reading impression becomes reading comprehension. Classic topics such as "a strange light shines in the fish's eyes", "the meaning of the two jujube trees in front of the door" and so on, even the author himself can't read it. Dumbfounded.

Qiao Jing is not dumbfounded now, but if he wants to say what he feels, it must be nonsense.

What he thought was that what he had just read had already been written in the novel, so what else could he write?

The reason why I wrote about white pigeons in my novel was because the pigeon soup stewed by Jing Xinglan for him that night was so delicious that he couldn’t forget it when he was writing the manuscript, and he was still thinking about this semi-wild thing after writing. Is the roasted pigeon delicious?

Qiao Jing sighed, and finally decided to just copy Kang Ping's.

Can the affairs of scholars be called plagiarism?

Naturally not.

So, Qiao Jing sat on the seat confidently, waited for Kang Ping to finish writing, and borrowed his to take a look.

... Then he was covered in rainbow farts that hit his face.

Qiao Jing took a deep breath, and tremblingly put the manuscript paper back on his desk under Kang Ping's expectant gaze of "how did I write it?"

This kind of thing, not to mention letting him copy it, even looking at it one more time, can make Qiao Jing feel ashamed and angry.

"I think," he said tactfully, "I might not be a good fit for this club."

Kang Ping asked in surprise, "Why?"

Qiao Jing: Because he can't write rainbow farts.

Of course, his explanation on the surface is that he can't spare so much time to participate in activities.This reason is very good, and Kang Ping had no choice but to give up persuasion. After all, it is a club activity, and it is not good to force people if they don't want to participate.

But on the way back, Qiao Jing always felt as if he had forgotten something.

It wasn't until the next day when he saw Wen Chunqiu smiling and waving at him on campus that he finally realized that yesterday he fooled a Liao Changyi into looking for the principal.

"Principal Wen." He walked over and offered to apologize, "Sorry, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"Don't worry, no, and I have something to go to Changyi." Wen Chunqiu said with a smile, looking very happy, "I thought you were a stubborn and honest person, but I didn't expect it. It’s not as honest as it looks, not bad not bad!”

Qiao Jing: "..."

Is this really a compliment to him?

But of course Qiao Jing didn't feel that Wen Chunqiu was looking for him today just for this matter, so he took the initiative to ask, "Is there something you are looking for?"

Wen Chunqiu: "There is really one thing. Do you remember that Xuanhua said that he would translate the book for you? Now that the translation has been completed, he asked me to show it to you."

Qiao Jing asked in surprise, "So fast?"

"That's right," Wen Chunqiu sighed, "That's why I said that this old guy has a stubborn temper, and he is obviously so caring, but in the end he even asked me to hand over the translated book to you. Look, it seems ridiculous!"

Qiao Jing looked at him with a complicated expression as he took out a thin translation from his pocket and handed it to him, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

He paused for a second, took it over and opened it, and found that every page inside was Zuo Xiangting's own manuscript.As a master of linguistics of a generation, he can be said to be unsurpassed in his translation. It was clearly written by Qiao Jing himself, but he was fascinated by it without knowing it.

For a literary work, a good translation must understand the original author's thoughts and emotions when writing, and integrate them into another language to express them.This feeling is very strange, as if two completely different souls are colliding and resonating through words, but Qiao Jing will not feel the way he does now if Zuo Xiangting carries a little private goods.

Wen Chunqiu watched him concentrate on reading, although he didn't have the heart to disturb him, he still said: "I have read this book too, to be honest, I didn't expect Xuanhua to do this."

He sighed: "He really likes you, really."

Qiao Jing reluctantly pulled her eyes out of the book, raised her head and looked at Wen Chunqiu seriously: "I know."

He bowed to the principal, and when he turned around, he happened to see a certain dean's curtains still swaying at the window on the third floor of the teacher's office building, and the corners of his lips could not help but raise a slight arc.

The translation of Zuo Xiangting's version can be said to be a well-deserved authority, but before him, Qiao Jing's works have already been translated into several versions and have gone abroad.

The ones who contributed the most in this regard were the overseas students, who took Yan Heqing's novels across the oceans, translated them into local languages, and spread them in various countries.

Although the translation skills of foreign students are uneven, many foreigners still know the author Yan Heqing through them, especially in the book "56", the protagonist Tang An even pokes at the heart of the ocean civilization's love for freedom and adventure The longing for is very popular in European and American countries.

A painter who had never been to the East, relied on the description in the book and his own imagination to paint the oil painting of Tang An climbing Mount Everest with a brush.

Compared with the continuous snow-capped mountains, Tang An's figure on the screen is almost negligible, but this kind of human's conquest of the majestic force of nature, this contrast between smallness and grandeur is vivid on the paper, which makes people feel awe Respect.

The overall tone of this oil painting is very bright, the time is the dawn of dawn, thousands of rays of light are shining in the sky, the brilliant golden light falls on the highest peak covered with snow, and also shines on the flag in Tang An's hand—coincidentally, Although Huaxia does not have its own national flag now, in order to show richer colors, the artist still painted a bright red flag for him.

In addition, some foreign students who study music overseas burst into tears after reading this book, compose a piece of music overnight, and invite the students who study literature next door to write lyrics for it.

But none of them expected that the melody of this song would spread from the campus to the international students in the whole country, and then spread from the international students to Western countries, and when it came back to China, it would already be sung in more than a dozen languages. different versions of .

On the day "56" ended, Xu Weixin opened a bottle of champagne at the newspaper office.

Although in the end he still felt that this thing was not interesting, he drank so much liquor that he almost lost consciousness, but before he passed out, he hugged Xu Xiaoming's thigh and cried loudly, singing this song while crying, the sound Almost went to Siberia.

However, everyone present was drunk, and everyone's eyes were red - as practitioners in the news industry, basically no one can be more aggrieved than them over the years.

Every time the country is bullied, others can scold the world, but they can't; not only that, but also have to be scolded obediently, and all the words of rubbish running dogs and traitors have to be accepted. It is also difficult to fall.

Anyone who has a little conscience and is still in this industry, even looks down on himself.

If they didn't work for "Dongfang Beijing News", if their boss wasn't someone like Xu Weixin, if the newspaper didn't have Yan Heqing... Maybe many of them would have stopped working in this industry long ago.

And after "56" ended, Qiao Jing didn't write a new book for a long time.

Liao Changyi also seemed to have given up stripping his vest, and began to teach in school with peace of mind, occasionally swearing at people in the newspaper, and going to the street every Monday to buy a copy of "Dongfang Beijing News" to see if there is a new serial this week published.

Generally speaking, life is still peaceful and fulfilling.

But the increasingly depressed streets, the increasingly tense atmosphere on the streets, and the slogan "Give me back my rivers and mountains" that can be seen almost everywhere also indicate that this country is inevitably ushering in the darkest moment in the past century.

After Qiao Jing determined from 008 that it was basically impossible to collect enough reputation points in this world, she gave up her plan to graduate on time and applied to the school to graduate one year early.

Through the prestige points earned in this world, 008 can transfer them to a world with a larger population and a higher level of education, so that the prestige points collected can also be more, far more than staying in this era for another 30 to [-] years It's a good deal.

However, Qiao Jing was still worried about the two young ones.

After all, Qiao Jing still didn't listen to them, and sneaked to the conscription point to register a few months before he turned 16.I don't know what kind of shit luck this kid got, maybe he was too tall during this period of time, and he was actually regarded as a reserve pilot.

Now I don't know where to go to train every day, and I don't go to school anymore. Basically, I only go home once a week or two.

Seeing this, Yan Zhi immediately announced that she was going to be admitted to university at the age of 16, and she would never lose to Qiao Jing.And when Qiao Jing inquired from Wen Chunqiu that Jingluo University was going to admit [-] female students next semester, it was as if she had been beaten with chicken blood all day long, preparing for the exam with her head hanging on her head.

Because of the two of them, Qiao Jing felt that if he and Jing Xinglan wanted to leave this era, they would have to wait at least another two years.

But he had already applied for early graduation, so Qiao Jing could only start taking classes with his senior year, and by the way, he had to take a few more courses to make up for the club credits.

Zuo Xiangting didn't quite understand why he had to arrange himself so tightly, but he respected Qiao Jing's choice, and just reminded him coldly that if he failed the exam, then don't think about graduating early. Whether you can graduate or not is a question.

After repeated reminders for manuscripts, Qiao Jing refused with the reason of "I have to finish the homework assigned by the professor first", Xu Xiaoming finally came to his senses.

Reluctantly, he took out a notebook from the drawer that had recorded the history of Xu Weixin's bloody and tearful manuscripts, and after the seventh reason for delaying the manuscript, "worried about the world, he abandoned his pen and joined the army", he viciously added "graduated early , to write a thesis".

In my next life, I won't be an editor anymore!