The National Director is Mr. Perfect

However, when he returned home, Junci saw many media reporters.

She rarely meets reporters. Since a lot of her news is not reported, most of the media will not be so ignorant to interview Junci.

Because they knew that this teenager was not willing to be interviewed.

But things in the past did not fluctuate so much. Now this matter is extraordinary. Junci has disclosed the identity of a girl, and many people question whether she is deceiving the public. More precisely, many people in Junci’s family background are Don't understand.

When Jun Ci appeared downstairs, many people saw the swagger-looking young man and rushed over immediately.

"Emperor, do you not intend to clarify again after publishing your Weibo?"

"Is the news you posted on Weibo true?"

"The emperor, you are a girl, why do you pretend to be a boy? Don't you think this is deceiving the public?"

"Even if you are a great director now, should you give an account to the public? Otherwise, the public is likely to resist your movie, because you can't use the identity of a boy to trick your female fans into making your movie. Pay the bill."

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Among them, a male reporter asked a very abrupt question.

Among the questions from a bunch of reporters, the volume was not loud, but it was very offensive.

Almost instantly, other reporters who asked questions looked at the male reporter.

He seemed to wear black-rimmed glasses and looked a little gentle, a typical cultural person, but what he said was not very pleasing.

The boy had originally planned to go in directly like this. Hearing this question at the moment, he glanced at the man with interest.

She swept over her eyes with a cold smile, and immediately put a lot of pressure on people. Faced with the reporter's guns and cannons, the thin young boy still seemed calm and relaxed. She looked at the male reporter and stared at his chest. Nameplate: "Reporter from Speed ​​Media Studio?"

As soon as she spoke, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at her, hoping that she could answer one or two questions.

The male reporter being stared at originally came to interview Jun Ci with a targeted approach. At this moment, when he heard Jun Ci's question, he felt a tingling scalp, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

After speaking, the Adam's apple rolled down.

Previously, I only knew that the name of the emperor was very domineering, perhaps in the eyes of many people, it was a second-degree.

But now seeing this young man standing in front of them, that kind of strong oppression is almost overwhelming, as if this name can fully interpret the young man.

I am the only one.

And they know now that the person in front of them is still a girl.

"Oh?!" Jun Ci raised his eyebrows: "I explained very clearly on Weibo, you don't know to read it yourself, now come and ask me, is it illiterate?"

The reporters at the scene were a little embarrassed when they heard this sentence.

Of course, after reading it, there are too many questions.

Unfortunately, no one dared to refute it.

When the male reporter saw this situation, he was a bit dissatisfied: "Our media reporter's job is to interview you. Isn't it what you public figures should do to answer our questions and solve netizens' questions?"

"Solve netizens' questions? What should public figures do?"

The boy suddenly repeated these two sentences, and when it was clear that the sun was shining, there was a kind of coldness from the abyss.