Before Qiao Keli's family boarded the plane, Qiao's father came over to say goodbye to Liu Jingting. When the three of them left the waiting hall, Xu Qing said cautiously: "It seems that he respects you very much. Why did you fool others?"

Liu Jingting shook his head and said, "He may think that I asked Qiao Keli to draw for us to be intentionally helping her realize her personal value."

"She is indeed well drawn, don't you?" Xu Qing looked at Liu Jingting with some disgust.

"I have explained it to them a long time ago, and I explained it very sincerely, without any moral kidnapping."

Xu Qing didn't worry too much and asked, "Where are you making that face?"

Liu Jingting smiled: "I think I can communicate with her sometimes."

Xu Qing did not mock her this time, saying, "That's it. He may ask you to help Qiao Keli's special education in the future. After all, how did you judge that you could communicate with her?"

"I have a way to make her laugh, and I feel like I can catch her laughter."

"Pretending to be stupid and acting like a clown, most people will laugh, right?"

"No," Liu Jingting conceived the words and said, "It's like I know your funny point, it's the kind of 'knowing'."

Xu Qing snorted coldly without regard and said, "You tell me a joke now. If I can laugh, I will admit what you said."

Liu Jingting waved his hand and said, "I won't participate in this subjective bet. In order to win, Aunt Qing, don't say that I will play Sun Wukong. Even if I really become Zhu Bajie, you won't touch the corner of your mouth."

Liu Jingting said, suddenly pressed the tip of his nose with his hand, made a "pig nose" at Xu Qing, and asked in a rough voice: "Is it right?"

Xu Qing burst out laughing, then woke up, pointing at Liu Jingting with a proud look on his face and couldn't speak.

"See?"

Xu Qing shook her head helplessly and said, "No wonder Li... Grandpa Li said you are a little clever."

Liu Jingting didn't pay attention to her change of words. She looked at the time and said, "We can board the plane too."

As he said that, he opened the contact directory of his mobile phone and sent a text message.

Xu Qing stood up and asked casually: "Who will send a text message to?"

"President Kang."

"You also need to report to him specifically?"

"No, ask me about my graduation thesis."

"Didn't it be all-out?"

Liu Jingting nodded.

...

When the plane flew smoothly at an altitude of 10,000 meters, Xu Qing began to briefly introduce the general itinerary for a period of time. The journey started in Greece, and the time to stay in Greece was to be determined, but it will not exceed two months.

After leaving Greece, you have to cross the Mediterranean to Egypt to see the pyramids, the Sphinx, and the Nile, the longest river in the world.

"Or it starts with the four ancient civilizations?" Liu Jingting suggested.

Xu Qing glanced at him and said, "Have you never read my previous guide before you left?"

"Of course I saw it."

"Then you tell me my core thoughts."

“Go to the most places with the most time and budget.”

"If you know, don't command it randomly. I can take you with me in the first half of the year. Next, we will travel separately for half a year. I have to go to see some places by myself. You'd better learn carefully."

"I understand, by the way, Aunt Qing, how long does it take to fly to Dubai? Where are Dubai to Greece?"

Xu Qing glared at him, and Liu Jingting immediately said, "I think about it, oh, I remember it, um, I remember it."

"It takes about nine hours to get to Dubai, and about five hours to get to Athens."

"Yes, that means it takes about twenty hours to reach our destination."

"Yes." Facing this little white, Xu Qing's sense of superiority was completely uncontrollable.

Liu Jingting didn't care about Xu Qing's high posture, one was an elder and the other was a senior. It would be strange if he had no temper. What he was thinking about now is another thing. What can he do in twenty hours?

Xu Qing seemed to see his thoughts and said, "You don't want to use this time to write, do you?"

"That would be a waste of resources. It's no different from burning a piano and cooking a crane. I definitely won't do that."

Half an hour later, Liu Jingting bet with Xu Qing, saying that his speed of chanting poetry was definitely faster than Xu Qing typing. Travel writer Liyang certainly sneered at this, so they had to speak with facts, Liu Jingting recited poetry, and Xu Qing typed it into it.

"The poem is called 'Jitanjali'," Liu Jingting said seriously: "It's beginning."

"Or I'll have a sleep first?"

Liu Jingting raised his eyebrows and said, "[You have made me immortal, and doing this is your joy. This crisp cup, you keep emptying it, and keep filling it with new life..."

Tagore's "Gitanjali" is known as the "Song of Life" dedicated to God. In 1913, Tagore won the Nobel Prize in Literature, so he became the first Asian to win this award.

"Please allow me to slack off for a while and sit next to you. I will finish the work at hand later."

...

“I traveled for a long time and it was a long journey.”

...

"The song I want to sing has not been sung until today."

...

"If you don't speak, I will endure it and fill my heart with your silence."

At first, Xu Qing was still thinking about competing with Liu Jingting, but as Liu Jingting read more and more poems, his mood changed subtly.

As a 100% literary youth, Xu Qing can easily appreciate the wonderful meaning of the poem, and the more she goes, the more shocked she feels. After an hour, Xu Qing has completely forgotten the competition with Liu Jingting. She can basically be sure that Liu Jingting is not competing with her from the beginning, but is creating seriously.

Yang Lilu secretly told her the origin of poetry such as "Ode to the West Wind" before. She knew that "translation game" and had no doubt about Liu Jingting's ability in this regard.

At this time, she had already understood that the boy was treating her as a typist, but she was not going to reveal the truth, because it was rare to be able to participate in a work that might be great in the future.

"In this sleepy night, let me convince myself to sleep and trust you."

...

After a while, the "original intention" of this game has long been scattered in the stratosphere, and the "you say I write" competition finally evolved into a serious "job".

When the plane landed in Dubai, they did not go to see the world's only seven-star hotel as planned. After simply having a meal and resting, they were ready to continue their work.

As soon as Xu Qing turned on the computer screen, Liu Jingting suddenly asked, "Where is Yang Lilu now?"

Xu Qing was stunned suddenly, an unnatural expression swept quickly, and she coughed, "When it's simultaneous training, why did you suddenly remember to ask her?"

Liu Jingting smiled and shook his head without saying a word.

"You want her to translate this poem for you?"

Liu Jingting nodded and said, "Yes."

"Why do you need to translate it into English?" Xu Qing frowned and immediately woke up: "Are you going to apply for Nobel?"

Liu Jingting admitted with a smile again.

Xu Qing pointed at Liu Jingting and said, "You really... OK, you can do it, you have plotted against me."

"Does Aunt Qing feel you've been plotted?" Liu Jingting suddenly asked seriously.

Xu Qing gave him a blank look and said, "You asked me to type for you, but it's not to plot against me. Forget it, who told you to be a junior? Just don't care about you. I'll ask Lulu for you. Anyway, she also needs materials to contact you now."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Qing."

"I'll get half of the bonus at that time."

"It can only be divided into one third, and even half immortals need to be divided into two."

"Haha, OK, that's it."

Xu Qing is absolutely authoritative about travel. Once it involves writing, Xu Qing has an inexplicable trust in Liu Jingting. Now she talks with him about sharing the spoils, but she is nine percent confident about the results of Liu Jingting's award.

Like other colleagues who knew Liu Jingting, Xu Qing had never seen Liu Jingting lose once in the field of writing.

...

The plane chased the night and stabbed the clouds above Greece. Halfway through, "Gitanjali" was completed.

"Is this poem too little?" Xu Qing asked.

"There are a few more poems that will form a collection of poems."

"Will the West Wind Song also put it in?"

"No need for that song, everyone is used to the way it exists."

Xu Qing said "um" and suddenly stared at Liu Jingting with a squinted eye and asked, "You won't have the only one to prepare, right? I warn you, if you dare to say nothing about me, I will throw you into the Aegean Sea and feed the sharks."

Liu Jingting smiled and said, "Aunt Qing, I have little travel experience. Don't lie to me. Are there sharks in the Aegean Sea?"

Xu Qing replied with a cold look.

Liu Jingting said embarrassedly: "My graduation thesis has written a two-act tragedy comedy, absurd style. I asked Director Kang to contact me for publication and sign up for next year's Nobel Prize in Literature in September."

"So, this collection of poems is also preparing for next year?"
To be continued...