After Jing Jie joined the battle, the two nasty mouths were hit to a black screen before they even had time to make a voice.

Seeing that the person who had been beaten to the point of being half-disabled by them, and who couldn't even stand up before, actually beat them to death in a few breaths, and the two of them were directly stunned. I forgot to even talk about it.

And Jing Jie helped his friend and quickly disposed of the two of them and went offline.

"Hit a real 6! You are already ready to play in the Pro League, have you signed up? ”

Jing Jie lowered his head and picked the fingers of his left hand with his right hand, his lips pursed and he didn't speak.

Jing Qian immediately understood what was going on.

She patted Jing Jie on the shoulder and said, "You persuaded me not to give in just now, Xiaojie, everyone's life is earned by themselves, if you like it, you should go on with confidence." ”

"But...... Mommy ......"

"Then if my mother asks me to forgive Jing Luo, while watching her fall in love with Qin Yi, and at the same time asking me to give them resources, should I give them?"

Jing Jie immediately raised his head, with anger in his eyes, and shook his head fiercely.

"That's not it. The wishes of our parents are only theirs, and how we want to go in the future should follow our hearts. ”

Jing Jie was moved by Jing Qian's words and nodded.

She has no younger brother, and Jing Qian still has a good impression of this first brother in her life. For this simple boy, even if she is not really his sister, she hopes that he is good.

"Huh? What about your paintings? Why is there not a single painting in this room? ”

Jing Qian walked around the house, but there was not a single painting in the room except for various school supplies. This is not normal for a boy who loves to draw.

"She's not even going to let you draw, is she?"

Jing Jie lowered his head, confirming Jing Qian's guess.

But he quickly looked up, tinkered around the computer, and opened an invisible folder. Jing Qian found that there were many categories created in this folder.

Most of them turned out to be dresses and wedding dresses.

Jing Qian casually clicked on the folder of the wedding dress, and there were many kinds of them, such as freshness, beauty, elegance, romance, ancient court, and Chinese style......

clicked in one by one, and after seeing the various designs inside, Jing Qian's eyes straightened.

"Can you draw it?"

Looking at the amazement in his sister's eyes, Jing Jie nodded a little shyly.

Thinking of something, Jing Jie rummaged through the cabinets and took out an invitation letter from a very inconspicuous corner.

Jing Qian received it and saw that it was an invitation to the CHOLE Wedding Dress Competition.

CHOLE is the world's top brand of wedding dresses, and the royal families and wealthy families from all over the world will compete to book it. Every three years, CHOLE holds a new talent promotion contest. The top three contestants in the competition can design a wedding dress with the designers of the chole, or they can choose to become a member of the chole wedding dress, enter the chole to learn, and one day become a real top wedding dress designer.

No matter how you choose, it is not easy to get an invitation from Chole, and he is only a 17-year-old boy.

Jing Qian looked at Jing Jie: "Do they know?" ”

Jing Jie shook his head.

After all, Jing's mother only wants Jing Jie to study, wants him to get ahead, and wants him to be admitted to a university majoring in business administration, so that he can inherit Jing's father's company in the future.

Even if Jing's mother dotes on Jing Luo, she and Jing's father have always felt that the boy should inherit the family business.