The National Director is Mr. Perfect

The piano is worthy of knowing the rules of conduct on the Internet during this period, and now I even know about buying the box office.

However, it also knows that it is necessary to let Junci support the box office alone, and it also knows that it is forming a gang and forming a WeChat group to spread the news of its movie to be released.

Emp: I won't go to join in, you are dead, right?

Jiang Yi: As a dog, can you have the consciousness of a dog?

Piano: Am I still not aware of a dog? If I don’t have the consciousness of a dog, I’ll just go to the street to canvass for votes. When people know that there is such a clever and clever dog, they can’t go to the cinema like crazy?

Emp: At that time you were not far from death

Piano: I’m not afraid, there are no spies, state-level cadres, they can intercede with me when something happens.

Little spy: You think too much, dad is the kind who can't even speak at the base! Besides, your being dissected is a great thing, why should I help you?

Piano: [Are you afraid of being a dog.JPG]

Jiang Yi:...

He looked at the news in the WeChat group and felt his forehead jump suddenly, and then called Jun Ci.

His voice faintly collapsed: "Sometimes I still can't accept these magical facts."

"What's the matter?" Jun Ci comforted him: "You accepted Gulu and Moxing so smoothly, why didn't you get to the piano?"

"Because as long as I see it talking, I will remember that it is a dog, at least I don't think it is a dog when grunting!"

Guru: "You are a dog!"

Jun Ci almost couldn't help laughing, but now she was on the plane and she had to keep her image.

Jun Ci feels that sooner or later she will be ruined by these things.

Of course, I'm on an airplane. It stands to reason that the airplane can be turned on but there is no signal, so Junci talked to Jiang Yi in his mind.

Ye Bai was just looking at the phone in a daze.

While Jun Ci was comforting Jiang Yi, the stewardess with a sweet smile came to greet Jun Ci: "Hello, do I need to add another glass of water for you?"

When she spoke, she squatted down slightly, as if she was paying homage to Jun Ci, but when she was close, her voice became extremely clear.

Jiang Yi heard a little flattery in this woman's words, and immediately said, "Who is it?"

"On the plane! Who else but the stewardess?"

Jun Ci smiled at the stewardess and nodded, speaking in plain English: "Okay, add another glass of orange juice for me, thank you."

"you are welcome."

With Jun Ci's smile, the stewardess's smile became brighter, and Ye Bai next to her was a little jealous.

This is the seventeenth time this stewardess has come to Junci since getting on the plane.

He is also a first-class guest, should he care about greetings?

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk..."

Jiang Yi made an unclear voice, but he can only do this now. After all, Jun Ci is not by his side, and there is a rotten peach beside her that wants to provoke, Jiang Yi can't control...

"Well, I'll go ahead and give me a message when you arrive in Egypt."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Jun Ci had already begun to feel dizzy. Her body was fine, but she was a little sick.

It's just that I've been sitting too many times now and I'm barely used to it, but I'm still not used to it. Jun Ci refused the air hostess's eighteenth greeting, and asked her not to disturb herself all the way, and then fell asleep.