The National Director is Mr. Perfect

As soon as Jiang Yi left the classroom, it was a little unquiet.

"Boss Jiang and Master Porcelain really have an improper relationship."

"Oh my god, it's so loving watching two people interact!"

"Boss Jiang's dog Junran is raised by Jun Ci, what is the relationship between them?"

"What's the origin of this Junci, the poorest champion from Tianyang Province? It's a bit unscientific..."

"The generals have a blue sky above their heads!"

"Say these women are like a cult party..."

Everyone talked a lot, nothing more than once again doubting the identity of Junci.

It wasn't until the teacher coughed slightly that the classroom became quiet again.

The forum at the school was a little bit unquiet that day. It was nothing more than the fact that Jiang Yi sent the piano to Junci today that caused discussion.

[On the improper relationship between the former school grass and the current school grass]

[What is the relationship between Master Porcelain and Boss Jiang? 】

[Boss Jiang’s pet was actually given to Junci...]

[The Generals Party issued benefits today! ! ! ! 】

[Wow, in the physics department, I almost live in the TV series every day]

[Yan Gou said that seeing the interaction between Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Porcelain today is dying! 】

[I really envy the Department of Physics and Linguistics, the school’s two great faces look every day! 】

[Huh, you know you are handsome and you wear a mask, isn't it just to pretend to be forceful? 】

[MMP, what does it matter to you that my male **** wears a mask? Isn’t it just jealous that my male **** is handsome? 】

The news discussed in the campus forum was varied, and there were also discussions and discussions.

Anyway, boys and girls are usually pinching each other.

Jun Ci brought the piano back home, seeming to feel that he had returned to a familiar place. The piano occupied the doghouse as soon as he entered the house.

But it is really a thief now. When Jun Ci just lost the elevator password, he covered it with his hand, and the dog's head on the piano was forced to squeeze up to take a peek.

After being beaten, it was honest.

After seeing the piano come back, Li Ma was a little surprised: "Master, the piano is back again?"

"Well, I have to raise it for a while."

The piano probably also knew who its food and clothing parents were, and Sa Huan started shaking his head and tails at Li Ma.

When I was here, Li's mother treated it as her own son, eating large ribs every day.

Ma Li smiled and rubbed the piano's neck, and suddenly said to Jun Ci: "Master, there seems to be a call from your old home in Yu County, saying that it is from a family named Chang. I said you are not at home, they just Said to call me later."

"Grandpa Chang? Is the phone number?"

Jun Ci didn't expect that Mr. Chang and Mrs. Chang would talk to himself today, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed back at that number.

Because sometimes the old couple may not be audible when they call back, Junci doesn't call back often, just waiting for the old couple to call back.

"Hey?"

The one who answered the phone was clearly a very crisp female voice.

"Hello, I'm Junci, isn't this Grandpa Chang's phone number?"

Gulu reminded Jun Ci in his mind: "His Royal Highness, this is a call from Grandpa Chang and granddaughter."

"Ah yes, are you Junci? Yes, I am his granddaughter. Wait, I will call my grandma first."

"it is good."

Junci waited for a while, then heard a trembling old voice on the phone: "Hello, Cici?"

"Well, grandma."

When Ma Li was putting the piano in the kitchen, she heard her master's soft voice coming over.

The young master usually had a cold face, and only when he didn't know who called him at this time would he become very gentle.

It looks a little innocent.