The National Director is Mr. Perfect

The cameras seemed to tremble.

At that moment, perhaps after the cheating-like atmosphere and lighting blessing.

The boy seemed to appear with a holy light.

She was shrouded in light and shadow, her eyes were as light as water flowing.

Like the eyes of elves, one glance is full of beauty outside the world.

The dress fits her perfectly, but it can't stop her overall excellence.

As soon as she appeared, she didn't need any words, and the whole audience was silent.

When she bowed slightly to everyone and sat down in front of the huge piano, everyone held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.

They are afraid, because they are afraid that this picturesque fairy is their own illusion.

A slight change will scare her away.

Several members of the aristocracy in the audience, despite their identities, had to watch this quiet and indifferent young man at this moment.

The notes flowed melodiously from the young slender fingertips and spread through the loudspeaker microphone to every corner of the auditorium.

The music is soft and elegant with joy, as if playing a song for the appearance of a young man.

Obviously it is not the most difficult piano piece, but I always feel that it matches her best.

Although it was played by the boy himself, who would pay attention to it.

Mother Jiang originally wanted to introduce Junci to Father Jiang, but Father Jiang turned his head and asked: "Wife, is this boy..."

Before she finished speaking, she was hit by an elbow from Jiang's mother, and several women next to her were reprimanded.

Motioned him not to speak now.

Father Jiang: "..."

Accidentally pulled all the hatred nearby.

Among them, only Jun Shenglian, whose eyes were full of shock.

The palms of his hands were trembling, staring at the young man on the stage, with the light from the corner of his eyes, he turned to Jun Chengyue desperately.

Jun Chengyue was smiling, and his eyes were full of teenagers on stage, as if that was all he had.

However, the fist in his hand was clenched tightly, and even his joints turned white.

Jiang Yi was originally sitting in front of the TV. He was playing a game. When he saw Junci on stage, he put down his phone and concentrated on watching Junci's performance.

Ji Moyin was still playing next to him, and he impatiently told Ji Moyin not to play.

Ji Moyin:...

Wicked animal!

The appearance of a young man comparable to an elf did foul, but the shock it brought was far beyond Jiang Yi's imagination.

He felt his heart softened at a certain moment.

It seemed to soften suddenly for someone.

It's just that he hasn't realized it yet.

He was originally looking at Junci normally, but when the notes sounded, he saw the young man's profile perfect with the sound of the piano, as if he had seen an illusion.

He thought about it for a month. There were many times when there were only bright white lights in the middle of the night. He and Jun Ci sat side by side and taught her to talk about the notes and keys.

Judging from the current level, Junci is certainly qualified.

She doesn't even need to be qualified, she can conquer this group of humans just by her looks.

Just looking at such dazzling Junci, Jiang Yi suddenly pressed his thin lips.

I always feel that the way Junci talks with him on the piano in private is more pleasing to the eye. Now Junci is so dazzling that he doesn't like it.

Look at the group of people in the audience, including the men, who can't get back to God.

can not watch anymore!

Jiang Yi felt that he should just bow his head and play the game.

However, the more I hit my mind, the pure white figure appeared, and I could see it as soon as I raised my eyes.

Hearing the ending sound, Jiang Yicun stood up and jumped out instantly.

Ji Moyin watching the whole journey next to him:...

People play so well, why does this face look like constipation?