The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"Dragon Mansion?"

Even Teacher Wang almost choked with saliva when he heard about this school.

"Jun Ci, you...you really want to be clear? But with your grades, if you want to go to the Dragon Mansion..."

Basically a little unlikely.

Longfu University’s admission line has not yet come out this year, but no matter how you drop it, their admission score in this province is absolutely impossible to be lower than 680.

Junci's usual simulation level is no more than 650 once.

If you go to other good universities, there is no particular problem.

But Long Mansion, even if it was supernormal, it would be a bit whimsical to think about the past!

It is unknown how many students across the country are targeting Longfu University each year.

Among them, only those who have crossed the line for a few tenths of the time, do not know how many people there are.

Junci...

Teacher Wang couldn't believe it at all.

He immediately said bitterly: "Junci, I know that it is a good thing for people to have goals, but if you think about it, Long Mansion is too pressured for you. With your achievements, you can definitely make other important achievements..."

"I know Teacher Wang's consideration. But I..." At this point, Jun Ci twitched his lips, revealing incredible confidence: "With this confidence, there will be no mistakes."

Her tone was too determined.

Teacher Wang didn't know what to say for a while.

He only heard Junci's tone and knew that it would be useless to persuade him.

Looking at the Yang expression of the student in front of him, Mr. Wang almost couldn't remember what kind of person Junci was here.

"Hey, since that's the case, the teacher won't persuade you anymore, I hope you cheer up and go eat."

If it were an ordinary teacher, I was afraid that Junci would have been forced to change his wishes long ago.

After all, how many students are online is also related to their teacher's bonus.

However, Mr. Wang is temperamental after all, so he didn't dissuade Junci much.

After the conversation with Teacher Wang, Jun Ci went to eat.

Gulu is now helping Jun Ci to search for suitable novels.

Jun Ci took out his cell phone and boarded QQ while he was okay.

After all the money is spent, it is impossible to buy a real decoration.

As soon as it went online, Junci received the bombing news from Brother Gou.

Dog's tail grass: anti-theft software is very 6666666

Dog's tail grass: Our editor-in-chief asked me to express my hunger to you

Dog's tail grass: According to what we said in advance, the sharing model with you has been changed. We estimate that your manuscript fee this month will be at least about 100,000. Your books are also selling explosively on channels.

Dog's tail grass: You have become a god, congratulations!

Emperor: I got it

Junci slowly returned to the past of these three words. After all, it is a manual keyboard of this era, and Junci is still a little unskilled in using it.

But it will be fine after familiarity.

However, these three words made Brother Gou a little bit worried.

Every time, he was very calm about anything to say to the emperor, as if the sky was falling down and he didn't care.

Dogtail grass: Uh, we still have to thank you for the anti-theft software. I saw that your manuscript has been uploaded, so do you have any thoughts on the second new book?

Emperor: Don't worry about this for the time being. I have something to be busy at the moment. This book will be updated by 10,000 words every day, and it will take several months to complete.

Dog's tail grass: OK, if you have any new book ideas, you can notify me in advance. I will help you promote the book.

Emperor: Yeah

Brother Gou was heartbroken, yet again with such a perfunctory attitude.

This may be the newcomer author with the most attitude in his career.