The National Director is Mr. Perfect

When the music on stage ended, many people were still in dreams.

Just like a dream of Huang Liang, in the dream, that dreamlike boy, like a beam of real white moonlight, shines on everyone's heart.

When she got up and bowed to everyone again, the sky-shaking scream broke out.

The audience is boiling!

Jun Ci exited quietly, and the people in the front row finally recovered.

Previously, foreign ambassadors and princesses who had politely praised the various programs on the ceremony asked the Chinese people around them who this boy was.

From their enthusiastic and stunning eyes, it is not difficult to see how much mark Junci left in their hearts.

Those elite classmates who have shown themselves desperately before, have used eighteen talents.

At this moment, I had to understand a painful fact.

Jun Ci conquered the audience by relying on his face.

If you have not conquered these people, it can only show that your face is not good enough!

Jun Ci stepped off the stage, and I met Jun Ci in the background. The hostess raised the microphone with excitement and rushed up: "Hello, can I interview you?"

"No."

Jun Ci waved her hand to avoid. As soon as she finished saying this, a classmate next to her spontaneously came up and blocked the group of photographers for Jun Ci.

Upon hearing Jun Ci's answer, the hostess said that there must be disappointment.

But she can imagine how much fluctuation will be caused if Junci's videos are put on the Internet.

I can't imagine that there is such a stunning young man in the world.

"Jun porcelain."

When Jun Ci walked to the back of the lounge, he saw Jiang Yi walking over.

Seeing him, Jun Ci responded softly: "En."

Jiang Yi put his hands in his pockets, as if there was nothing to say: "The banquet has one hour left, or should we go out to play first?"

"Row--"

As soon as Jun Ci's voice fell, Gulu said that there was a call coming in. She took out the mobile phone that was turned on silent and answered it. It turned out to be the director of the teaching department.

Tell her to go to the banquet after the ceremony later.

After Jun Ci agreed, put down the phone and left with Jiang Yi.

Here, Jing Fuxiao was done with a big deal, and Xia Hanyun, who was helping, was free and went to the back lounge together. Seeing that only Ji Moyin was eating potato chips and playing with her mobile phone in the lounge, she suddenly questioned: "Where is Jiang Yi?"

"I don't know, I rushed out just now and never came back."

Ji Moyin showed a look of loneliness like snow on his face: "Mostly I went to find Junci, he has changed, and he is no longer the Jiang boss who had to take us to death wherever he went."

Jing Fuxiao:...

Xia Hanyun:...

The two looked at each other, and the same message appeared in their eyes: I'm afraid this is a fool.

Jing Fuxiao rolled up his sleeves and walked in and said, "This is not good, at least we don't have to follow him in the future."

Jing Fuxiao hated Jiang Yi's shameless behavior for a long time.

Xia Hanyun nodded and sat down with approval: "It's fine now."

The words are concise and concise, and do not require much explanation.

Ji Moyin is a little sad: "This is different, now he doesn't look for us, but I feel a little boring..."

Jing Fuxiao popped out coldly: "Cheap!"

Ji Moyin:...

He sat upright and said, "Don't tell me, Jun Ci is really beautiful, and the beauty is not real. Boss Jiang has been playing with him for a long time. What should I do if I bend?"

Xia Hanyun, Jing Fuxiao:...

The two people looked at Ji Moyin with mentally ill eyes.

But he would not have thought that this fool like Ji Moyin would become an idiot.