Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

"Mr. Yan," Cheng Yarong enthusiastically pulled Qiao Jing to sit aside, and even poured him a cup of hot tea with her own hands, "I really didn't expect that you would come to my play, I am really flattered."

Qiao Jing was also very flattered.

But it was also true that he was uncomfortable. Holding the teacup in both hands, the black-haired young man said "Thank you for liking" a little cautiously, and then... then he didn't know what to say.

It's not surprising that Ya Rong could get to this position today. Apart from her excellent singing ability, her emotional intelligence in dealing with people is also top-notch.He quickly noticed Qiao Jing's true character, so he immediately changed into a more measured attitude to talk to the young man: "Sorry Mr. Yan, I was rude just now. But I really like your works very much, Especially "The Crossing of All Beings", I have read this book five times, I really read it often, and I gain something different every time."

His expression was very sincere when he spoke, and Cheng Yarong's face was feminine and soft as a female role, and there was always a faint scent of powder on her body, her eyes were clear and clean, bright and energetic, all kinds of characteristics All in one, it makes people get close to him unconsciously.

The only trace of unhappiness left in Qiao Jing's heart disappeared instantly after hearing these words.

After all, no one can show an attitude of indifference when facing a person who sincerely praises him, not even him.

Jing Xinglan watched helplessly as the mood of the expressionless young man turned from gloomy to sunny. He not only showed a faint smile to the opera singer, but also offered to sign for the other party, and the sour bubbles in his heart burst out. , almost killed him with acid.

He had to cough heavily, and after attracting the attention of the two, he smiled and said to Cheng Yarong: "Mr. Cheng, did you adapt a part of the libretto in the opening scene just now?"

Cheng Yarong nodded: "Yes. Because I think it is out of date, and now all walks of life are 'innovating', and our opera business must naturally keep pace with the times."

Jing Xinglan applauded: "Mr. Cheng's level of writing is really good, and the new play in the middle is really exciting, but I still have one question..."

As he spoke, he sat down next to Cheng Yarong calmly, trying to divert her attention away from Qiao Jing.

However, Cheng Yarong didn't seem to want to give up this opportunity to talk to Qiao Jing, especially when the foreman raised the curtain and came in, reminding him in a low voice that they were going out of town to another place for a benefit performance tonight, Cheng Yarong directly apologized to Qiao Jing. Jing Xinglan said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jing, I'm afraid I can't explain to you now. This is a rare opportunity. Before we leave, can I have a word with Mr. Yan? If you have any questions, you can write to me later. Believe me, I will know everything.”

Jing Xinglan: "..."

The man smiled and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "You do it yourself."

Cheng Yarong showed him a gentle smile like spring blossoms, then turned her head quickly, and discussed the content of "All Beings Crossing" with Qiao Jing affectionately, and asked him expectantly when he would write a new article, I will definitely fully support Mr. Yan's works.

Qiao Jing thought for a while: "It should be soon."

Cheng Yarong was surprised: "Really? Then what are you going to write this time?"

"People," Qiao Jing said, "ordinary people."

Regarding the content of the new article, Qiao Jingti had never mentioned it to him before, but now he directly told Cheng Yarong who had only met for a quarter of an hour...

Jing Xinglan took a deep breath, trying to calm down her emotions.

Patience, he said to himself, anyway, this opera singer is leaving tonight, so for a while, the situation is calm, take a step back...

Taking a step back, the more I think about it, the more angry I get, hey!

It wasn't until Cheng Yarong reluctantly sent them out of the theater that Jing Xinglan's dark complexion eased a little.

But his face was still very gloomy, and he didn't say a word the whole time in the car, he almost had the words "I'm unhappy" engraved on his forehead.

Rouge touched the smooth and shiny fur of 008 in her arms, and sighed in a low voice: "Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, look, the jealousy of men is really terrifying."

008 let out a "mi" and nodded in agreement in his heart.

But Jing Xinglan's hearing is very good, he glanced over, but met Qiao Jing's calm eyes next to him.

The man moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, thousands of words were turned into a sigh.

He didn't say anything after all.

When he got home, just when Jing Xinglan was a little tired and was about to go back to the bedroom to take a nap to calm down, a young man's plain voice suddenly came from behind him:

"you are not happy?"

The man who had already reached the edge of the stairs turned to look at him, and Qiao Jing also looked at him calmly.

"Why?" he pursued.

Jing Xinglan didn't say anything.

But Qiao Jing seemed to be talking to himself, and said softly, "I'm not happy today."

Hearing this, Jing Xinglan's eyes widened in disbelief.

He stared blankly at Qiao Jing walking towards him step by step, his body gradually became tense, and the heart in his chest was beating even faster.

However, Qiao Jing just walked past him calmly and walked up the stairs first.

"Good night." He tilted his head slightly and parted his thin lips, "Have a good dream."

After speaking, he went upstairs.

The warm air brushed past his ears, and it took Jing Xinglan a long time to come back to his senses as he murmured good night in a half-dream.The man raised his head with a complex expression, looked towards the direction of the second floor, let out a breath slowly, and smiled wryly.

"Really..."

Is this provocative technique self-taught?

But he didn't know that a certain young man who seemed to be calm and calm after teasing his heartstrings, was now clenched his fists tightly, his back was pressed against the bedroom door, and his hands were full of wet sweat.

...What was he doing just now?

Qiao Jing grasped the fabric on his chest, feeling the chaotic heartbeat in his chest, with a distressed expression, staring straight ahead with bewildered eyes.

It was as if a hole suddenly appeared in the body, and the heart that had been calm for decades suddenly beat uncontrollably with some invisible thing, like a drumbeat welcoming passionate emotions, It's like some kind of harbinger of joy or sorrow.

After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time that Qiao Jing has truly experienced the feeling of "disturbed mind".

The young man slid down slowly against the door panel, bent one leg, and stared blankly at the ceiling above his head. After an unknown amount of time, he blinked vigorously, and buried his head deeply in the crook of his arms.

Oh no.

He actually felt that this feeling... It seemed that it wasn't that annoying?

None of them mentioned what happened that night again, but they all said that the authorities were fascinated, and only Yan Zhi, who was an outsider, could see it most clearly—the way the two got along had undergone a very subtle change.

Including but not limited to the unnatural expression on the face that occasionally collided with eyes when getting along, Jing Xinglan no longer took the initiative to put vegetables in Qiao Jingwan's bowl when eating, a little overly cautious and polite attitude when speaking, and so on.

Yan Zhi raised 008's two paws bitterly, "Are these two three-year-olds?"

They obviously have a crush on each other, so let her do this!

Simply speechless!

008 lying innocently: ...QAQ

After experiencing such a tormented life for a few more days, Yan Zhi couldn't take it anymore.

—she decided to help them.

Rouge planned to start with Jing Xinglan first, she knew very well that Jing Xinglan was more talkative than the gentleman who seemed gentle but was actually stubborn in some aspects.And lying in front of Qiao Jing... She didn't have the guts yet.

"Is what you said true?"

After listening to Rouge's words, Jing Xinglan couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Of course it's true," Yan Zhi swore, "As you can see, my husband has not been in a good mood these days, and he often suffers from insomnia at night. He also told me yesterday that he was worried about Qiao Jing's accident, and worried about those outside The displaced people can't survive this winter..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head deliberately and sighed, but she was actually secretly glancing at the expression on Jing Xinglan's face from the corner of her eye.

What Yan Zhi said was all made up by herself. With Qiao Jing's character, no matter how worried he was, he would never say these things to a child like her.But she Gao Ming said that every point Gao Ming said in his words was indeed something that Qiao Jing would think about, and he even discussed it with Jing Xinglan occasionally in private.

Therefore, Jing Xinglan basically believed it immediately.

"He's been writing that new article recently," he murmured, "he must be thinking wildly again."

The more Jing Xinglan thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He had been distracted for the past few days, and he didn't even notice such an important thing. In the end, it was Rouge who came to remind him. It was really inappropriate.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Zhi knew that the matter had basically been completed.

She cleared her throat and reminded: "The new year is coming soon, why don't you take your husband outside, to the park or anywhere else, to let him relax?"

Jing Xinglan came back to his senses, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"It's a good idea," he sighed, with a sad tone, "I just don't know if he will agree."

Yanzhi resisted the urge to roll her eyes, showing an expression of "I believe in you", and said affirmatively, "Don't worry, he will definitely agree!"

With her encouragement, Jing Xinglan made preparations in advance and invited Qiao Jing on New Year's Eve to go for a walk by the lake in Central Park tomorrow afternoon.

After hearing the invitation, Qiao Jing was silent for a few seconds.

Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, and he originally planned to stay at home all day to work out the outline of the new book.

Just when Jing Xinglan was flustered and thought that he would refuse, Qiao Jing looked at him and nodded slowly.

He knew that Jing Xinglan and Yanzhi were secretly doing things behind his back, and Qiao Jing was also quite curious about their plans.

Central Park was not far from where they lived. After lunch the next day, the two walked into the park.

In fact, there is nothing to see in the park in winter. The grass and trees are withered and yellow, and even the lake is frozen.But here is the best dating place for young couples in the city all year round. They walked along the way, and there were a couple of young men and women sitting on each bench, basically students from nearby universities.

In this day and age, although free love is nothing new, it is still relatively restrained for couples to date.

They either sat together to chat about philosophy and politics, or read a book of poetry together, or just spread a tablecloth on the ground for a picnic. In the eyes of modern people, the picture of being too respectful to each other is already quite interesting for students of this era. up.

Therefore, Qiao Jing and Jing Xinglan, two big men walking together on the path in the park, seemed a bit out of place.

But they are not the kind of people who care about other people's eyes.Qiao Jing walked to a white arched bridge, and looked at a wild duck standing alone on the ice not far away, walking crookedly as if with frozen feet, thought it was really funny, and couldn't help laughing.

He looked at it for a long time before he came back to his senses. As soon as he turned around, his shoulder bumped into another person's chest.

Qiao Jing's fingertips trembled, and she took a sudden step back, her heels touching the guardrail next to her.

At this time, he finally noticed that Jing Xinglan had been standing behind him since he didn't know when, staring at him deeply with focused eyes.

——And in the man's calm eyes, there are also some things that Qiao Jing couldn't understand before, but now he can't avoid.

Looking at Qiao Jing's slightly flickering eyes, Jing Xinglan's lips twitched slightly.

His tone was low, his expression seemed careless, but those dark eyes stared at Qiao Jing's without blinking:

"What are you hiding from?"