Chapter 62：

In order to prepare for the competition, Jiang Mingqin has not been to the orphanage for several weeks. She thought that she had done her gentle and deeds anyway. The child must be grateful to her and never forget it. It doesn’t matter if she goes once a month. . It takes a long time to make this beauty more precipitate and ferment into long-term lovesickness.

After all, doesn’t that girl in the world do it like this? She had learned about this at the salon tea party of the rich ladies. There was a girl from a civilian family. Just because she always passed by an orphanage when she was in high school, she gave a boy who was as old as her brother. A toffee, come and go, only when he is accumulating virtue and doing good, who would have no intention of inserting willows and willows, the boy finally became a legend in the business world.

When the boy grew up, he regarded the girl who was already a married woman as the only salvation in the difficult situation, and he spoiled her into the sky. He also bluntly said in a TV interview: "She is the only light in my dark night." The whole world said that he was cold-blooded and ruthless, but in fact he only offered a certain tenderness to someone, being careful and tender in every way in front of that person.

When she first heard about this incident, she was still a little surprised, her eyes widened in disbelief, her heart ramming like a deer, thinking that this romance-like plot actually happened in reality, and then thinking about her husband, who is full of flowers and wine. For a while, I was extremely envious of that woman, and for the purpose of longing, secretly inquired about the life and deeds of the big man.

By coincidence, he was reborn.

She crouched at the intersection in advance, and met the little boy who was similar to the big brother's childhood photos circulating on the Internet. Her eyes lit up, and she stepped forward, took out her carefully prepared sweets and lines, and really captured the boy's. Heart.

It's a pity that this orphanage is too far away from her home. The high school is so busy. She still has a part-time job in the coffee shop. She thinks it is impossible to pass by every day.

When there was time today, she hurried over, but found that the run-down and poor orphanage in her memory had been renovated, as if it were all repainted, and there were many cartoon pendants on the originally undecorated walls. It’s a big winter. When he walked in, he even pounced on the heating, calling her face.

she:"……"

Is this still the small and deserted orphanage in her memory? How come she hasn't been here for a month, so she has changed a lot? Every child inside changed into new clothes, and the little faces blushed, and the spirits were no longer sluggish. She glanced away and found that the older children were teaching the children homework with their textbooks, and she did not see the quarrels and snatches long ago. .

Perplexed, she casually grabbed a little girl in a floral dress and asked: "Little sister, how has you changed here?"

The little girl was caught upright. At first, her eyes were a little wary, but when she looked up, she saw Jiang Mingqin dressed in glamorous clothes and looked pretty, not like a bad person. She also obediently replied: "Because a kind brother supports us~ That brother gives We have so many candies and dolls~" Oh, there are clothes, stationery, and so many things. She shook her fingers and found that she could not count.

Was it actually funded by well-wishers?

The economy is booming this year and the industry is booming. Sure enough, there are more people doing charity and doing good deeds. These people are really fed up and have nowhere to spend. Jiang Mingqin thought to himself, searching for the little boy's figure in the little black heads.

After searching hard for a long time, she found someone among a group of children who were writing on their faces. She beamed her eyes, walked over, and gently stroked the child's hair and said, "Niannian, writing? I haven't seen him for a long time. It’s my sister, do you miss my sister?"

Unexpectedly, the little boy turned his head and frowned, "Sister, who are you?"

Did this forget her? Is this only a month? I redeemed you in a difficult period, shouldn't you regard me as a white moonlight? How can you say forget and forget? Jiang Mingqin was petrified on the spot like being struck by lightning. The blood vessels on her forehead jumped and almost didn't breathe. After a while, her pretty face went dark and she remembered something.

That is, children at this age do forget about sex, including her, basically can't remember things before the age of six or seven in his previous life. But the truth is the truth, she is still a little angry, thinking that she is a bit stupid to remember a three or four-year-old child for half a month, especially since she was not taken seriously by others, and she had long been left behind. Case.

Two flames flashed in her eyes, she stood up and looked down at the little boy condescendingly. She just wanted to express her attitude with anger, but her cold face seemed to scare the surrounding children, who scrambled away. , Rushed to hide behind the dean's aunt before poking her head out and complaining, "Auntie, there are strangers here! She is so terrible, and murder us!"

She didn't have time to explain that this was a misunderstanding. She was playing around with the children, so she was kicked out by the guard, and she was also blacklisted for visitors to the orphanage, and could never come again.

This move made Jiang Mingqin blue with anger and trembling all over, thinking that he ran over without fear of the cold and received such treatment. This orphanage really relied on his own money and began to kick his nose. The face is so bad that even visitors are rushing! ? If she hadn't had another purpose, when she was willing to come to this kind of broken place where the bird did not shit, she would have to transfer to the bus several ways!

The girl wrapped her scarf tightly, and returned home with her anger.

She didn't have a good face when she entered the house, walked straight back to the room, and closed the door with a "pop", letting people know that she was full of anger.

Mother Kong Jinghua walked out of the kitchen while wiping her apron, and said to her son who was busy in front of the computer: "Don't mess with your broken computer. Go and see your sister. She seems to be wronged."

Jiang Mingyao raised a tired face from the high-heavy data book and replied: "Really? Wait a while, I will sort out the things the little girl wants, and I will ask her to ask."

After speaking, he flicked a few files from the computer desktop and copied them into the storage device before walking to the only princess-style bedroom in the house.

As soon as I walked in, I saw my sister lying on the bed with disheveled hair, holding a doll in a gloomy look. Is it really wronged? Jiang Mingyao frowned and said concerned: "Mingqin, what's the matter with you? Did someone bully you?"

Which one has no eyes and dares to bully his sister? He is about to leave the society anyway. Naturally, he knows how bad a boy of his age is, and is often not a gentleman and very reckless. His sister has been beautiful since she was a child and is most likely to be targeted by those boys.

"It's okay..." Jiang Mingqin said feebly, "It's just that I care about a boy, but people forget me in a blink of an eye. I feel that I'm kind of in vain. It's really hard to be a good person!"

Although the boy is only four years old now, she still feels that she is kindly acting as a donkey liver and lungs.

Jiang Mingyao didn't know the details. He only thought that his sister really paid good intentions and was ignored by others. He was also a little unhappy, especially his sister with a small white face and a look of loss. But in the end, he could only comfort him: "If you forget you, forget it. That kind of person is not worth your anger. Just don't pay to that kind of person in the future."

After he finished speaking, in order to divert his attention, he took out the storage device and offered a treasure: "This is what you want. Brother has prepared everything for you. Are you happy?"

Sure enough, I immediately saw my sister’s surprise gaze. The other party kicked away the doll next to him, let it roll to the corner and didn’t care. He only took the storage device with both hands, and said excitedly: "Brother, you are so kind! You really Help me make the game? I love you so much! You are so capable!"

But Jiang Mingyao’s immediate attention was on the doll that fell on the ground, because the doll was bought with his first salary from a part-time job at the age of seventeen. Although the gift was given out, the owner would treat the doll as much as possible. It's not too much, but when he saw with his own eyes that his sister kicked things away without cherishing, he still felt a little uncomfortable after all.

But that emotion disappeared in his sister’s cheerful face for a short time. He quickly followed his cheeks and evasively said: “It’s not all the brother’s credit. My brother’s classmates and a group of computer majors are all They worked hard." This is the finished product that they spent a month collectively, hired a lot of foreign aid, and rushed to work overnight. They did not let the art majors off, all for their sister to win the competition in one fell swoop, let them His efforts will not be lost.

Although the current version of the finished product is not refined enough, he is confident that he will be able to make a stunning appearance after handing it over to those professional studios and refining it later.

Speaking of this, I have to mention the creativity and script of the game. It is really exciting. All the work is based on this. Jiang Mingyao has seen this type of domestic game before. The main line of the plot and the love branch are so smooth. Naturally, he couldn't help but indulge in the process of playing the game, thinking that he had read several books and experienced the real life of the protagonist.

His handsome face was full of excitement, and he couldn't help saying: "Sister, did you write this script? The people in our school praised it well, saying that I would like to meet you if I have a chance and have a good communication with you."

As soon as he mentioned this, Jiang Mingqin’s expression flashed unnaturally, and the joy of joy faded slightly. She took up the air and said with restraint: "I wrote it, but the communication is forever. I will prepare for the competition next. There may be no time."

This reason was very appropriate. Jiang Mingyao had to give up, and went back to comfort his group of classmates who wanted to know the game planner. He thought that he would not be in a hurry to meet anyway, and wait until his sister finished the match.

On the other side, Yin Minglu was also preparing his own game, and he didn't hear anything outside the window, so he didn't know that there was a popular post on the school forum.

The theme is: Who are you going to cheer for in the first game design competition held by Yin?

The content of the post is the ID photos of the players posted on the official website. Both are blue and white. The boys are handsome and the girls are beautiful, both exuding a youthful atmosphere.

On the first floor: ... clicked in the ad dog who just wanted to scold him, and shut up when he saw the post. It turned out that people from our school also participated.

Second floor: Ah there is my male god, I lick! I saved the picture!

Third floor: The host is poisonous. The school flowers and school grass are also participating in a competition. As for posting a post to let the whole school know, if neither of them wins the prize by that time, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

Fourth floor: Of course it is to cheer for Miss Jiang Mingqin! The beautiful voice is sweet and she has a good body, I really like her!

Fifth floor: Cheer for Ms. Jiang Mingqin +1, I didn't expect that Ms. Sister would also design games, which is amazing! Support her and hope she can win the prize!

Thirty-eighth floor: Have your mobile phones been confiscated? It's very fast to grab the building. You are not so active in physics competitions and math leagues. What a wicked dog! But what the upstairs said makes sense, the school flowers and schools just make up the number to participate in a competition, so you all clean up the building for such boring things.

Thirty-ninth floor: Is it my illusion? I always feel that there are traces of naval forces on it, and it is impossible to think about it. After all, it is boring to use naval forces in school forums.

Seventy-first floor: Not a navy, but just want to vote for the beautiful school girl. I've played her game, it's super fun, and it's the kind that will definitely make it to the finals.

Seventy-seventh floor: right, right, super fun! She will definitely make it to the finals. Everyone must support her! What about a fifteen-year-old genius girl!

Eighty-first floor: ...what's wrong, let's not talk about what the game has to do with us, I want to ask, why are all school flowers in this post, school grass fans, all dead?

Eighty-second floor: Upstairs, send me a clean mouth. Who do you think is dead? Believe it or not, all the girls in the school can spit you to death with one spit.

Ninety-fifth floor: The game has nothing to do with us +1, if you really want to cheer, at least wait for them to enter the finals.

Ninety-ninth floor: My focus is different from yours. I saw that the forefoot school grass participated, and the school flowers followed. I thought it was a trainee audition. The result was a game design competition, eh? ?

103rd Floor: Maybe it's a sea election. I read the official website and said that instructor Chu Run brought ten training camp female trainees to help the finalists. The winners of the game can get the endorsements of ten popular female trainees. This is probably a collaboration between the contest organizer and the training camp program.

Starting from this building, the topic is completely crooked, crooked to the now popular training camp girls. After all, these girls are all sweet and beautiful, and they are well-known among the student community. Not many people take the content of the main building back. thing. It wasn't until the two of them made it to the finals that this post, which had been quieting down, was madly pushed up.

Damn it, **** it, it's really time to support someone! How to choose between a beautiful boy and a beautiful girl?

Under the suspicion of navy's school pollen fish in troubled waters, supporting school flowers seems to have become a general trend.

The head teacher Lao Yu didn't expect that the two children in the class happened to be in the fiercely competitive finals. After learning the news while drinking tea and chatting in the office, he almost knocked over his cup in shock. Amidst the envy, jealousy and blessings of other teachers, he sat in a chair dazedly, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, thinking, since they are all in the finals, do he want to take the children in the class to cheer for the two of them.

I don't know if there will be seats at the scene by then. If there are, then vote for the scene at that time. When the palms and backs of the hands are all meat, who should he vote for, Lao Yu fell into a deep and slightly sweet annoyance.