Chapter 1155 Slap the Mad Demon in the World

Why?

Doesn't Jing Jie like her?

But since he doesn't like her, why doesn't he reject her?

Scarver wore a dress designed by herself, staring blankly at the LED screen, feeling the cold from the soles of her feet to her heart.

Jing Jie...

Always guarded against her. Will he not want her anymore?

If Jingjie doesn't want her, what should she do?

She has already seen Jing Jie's life, and after so many days of living the same life as Jing Jie, she has become accustomed to it. She had already imagined everything, what would she do if Jing Jie didn't marry her in the end?

Thinking of this, Silka began to regret it.

If I had known, she would not be greedy for the 3 million!

"It's changed, her face has changed!"

"Wow, this slap in the face is so cool"

"My sister Qian is indeed a face slapper!"

"Sister Qian never disappoints me!"

"Brother Xiaojie didn't let me down either!"

The screen was still swiping almost bursting, and it was very lively.

Di Ran didn't even notice that there was an invisible camera behind him, and Di Jingan could only watch the cracks appearing on Di Ran's face as he looked behind him. I secretly said that it was not good.

When the three models stood together, it became clear to everyone. It turned out that the three sets of costumes were gathered together and turned out to be a painting.

This painting turned out to be Jing Qian as the model. She wore a black hat, a bright red dress, and a pair of Martin boots, standing on the ground full of waste.

The world is black and white, as if no light can be seen, only the girl's clothes and demeanor can bring people yearning.

All the judges and the audience were in an uproar.

Because this dress is so beautiful and shocking, there is no need for Jing Jie to make any explanation at all, his design concept is clear at a glance.

The model is from high to low, just to fully display the whole picture.

A smile appeared on the corner of Crown Prince Jing Ryde's lips: "I'll say a few more words, everyone won't think I hate it?"

The audience said no.

At this moment, the screen has been fried.

"Hahaha, what's this called the helpless and helpless? I always feel that King Libby and Crown Prince Jing Ryde are helping our little brother Xiaojie?"

"Be confident and get rid of your feelings."

"Dirana, does your face hurt?"

"Prince An, does your face hurt?"

"Diran Le, Prince An, your ancestors told you to go back to the ancestral hall, so as not to lose face!"

"Am I the only one who thinks that Sister Qian's family shouldn't go back to Country B?"

"And me and me, isn't it good for country Z to be the richest man? Why do you want to go back?"

"I always feel that the property will be divided when I go back..."

Compared with the liveliness of the live broadcast platform, the liveliness of the scene is not too small at all.

Jing Jie looked at the two models and nodded slightly to them. After the two models understood each other, they generously approached the model beside Di Ranle.

Di Ranle's face was ugly at the moment, and she wanted them to get out, but this was the stage of the Chole competition, and she couldn't lose face in front of the whole world.

When the two models walked, the backstage staff directly brought up two 25-centimeter chairs for the two models.

Because Jing Jie's shortest model is 155 centimeters tall, while Di Ranle's is 180 centimeters tall, with a gap of 25 centimeters in the middle.

When the two models stood on the stools, everyone found that the red silk thread or leather fragments on Dirale's suit happened to be the hem of the red dress of the person in the painting.