The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"Virtual application and equipment research community?"

Fu Ziyan has never felt that anyone can pronounce their club name so nicely.

However, the teenagers in front of them, looking at their slogans, said the sentence slightly.

It was like letting Fu Ziyan experience the existence of a true perfect male god.

People are so good to see the sky, and the sound is so nice!

"Virtual computer software or APP, or VR equipment research?"

Fu Ziyan's eyes were shining, and she nodded extremely excitedly: "All of them, Master Porcelain, have you studied these aspects before?"

Mo Chaoyang, who was next to him, rolled his eyes when he heard Fu Ziyan's call.

Jun Ci curled his lips, and a touch of interest appeared in his eyebrows: "I can't speak of research, I'm just a little interested."

Jun Ci picked a circle in the field, but if he wasn't careful enough, he really almost couldn't see this club.

The meaning of this society is actually quite easy to understand. It can be seen as not much different from computer applications.

However, virtuality means intelligence and artificial intelligence.

It can be seen that the research direction of their community is the development of intelligent east-west direction like Guru.

However, of course it is impossible to be so advanced, this society is definitely at the bottom of the research direction.

After all, virtual technology has specialized research bases all over the world, so how could it be studied by a few students?

Mostly it's just a hobby, doing research.

However, Longfu University also has advantages that other schools cannot match. It is hard to say that such an association cannot produce good things.

Junci is interested, but because in many societies, Junci can directly start with this.

"How many people do you recruit?"

"One!"

When Fu Ziyan heard Junci's question, his excitement was almost overwhelming, so she took out a form and filled in for Junci, "Master Porcelain, this is our application to join the group..."

"and many more!"

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Mo Chaoyang next to him.

Mo Chaoyang looked a little skeptical, more of an unobvious irony looking at Jun Ci: "Do you think our club only needs to know how to play mobile phones to enter?"

"Mo Chaoyang, shut up!"

At this time, Fu Ziyan directly covered Mo Chaoyang's mouth with one hand, and looked at Jun Ci with a smile: "Master Ci, leave him alone, just fill out the form."

Mo Chaoyang still wanted to struggle, Fu Ziyan stretched out her feet in high heels and stepped on Mo Chaoyang's feet, Mo Chaoyang's face turned blue.

Jun Ci glanced at Mo Chaoyang meaningfully, and suddenly it made Mo Chaoyang's heart cold.

Jun Ci quickly filled out the application form, and Fu Ziyan stared at the phone number on it: "Master Ci, don't worry, we can get back to you this afternoon."

In fact, Fu Ziyan has decided to join Junci.

Regardless of whether he will study it or not, he can discuss everything if he is handsome!

Jun Ci smiled slightly, and she could not find Fu Ziyan who was fascinated by a soft "um".

Looking at Mo Chaoyang, his expression became increasingly ugly, and when Jun Ci left, suddenly a bunch of girls swarmed up behind him.

They shouted: "I want to sign up, I want to sign up too!"

"I want to join your club..."

With such remarks, Fu Ziyan had to announce profusely: "I'm sorry, we will hire one person. We have already hired it now, no more!"

Mo Chaoyang: "We are only talking about hiring someone. It depends on filling in the application form. Where does it say that we have recruited...!!!"

Before Mo Chaoyang finished speaking, Fu Ziyan was seriously injured by an elbow.

Fu Ziyan hates that iron cannot be made of steel and spicy chicken. Do you think these girls will come in if Master Porcelain does not enter?