The National Director is Mr. Perfect

I am Junci?

The low-mellow voice of the young boy has a taste of elegance and dignity from the last century.

Announcing his identity, but not so abrupt.

Instead, there is a feeling that people take for granted.

Jun Ci, isn't that the legendary champion in the college entrance examination of Tianyang Province?

Although I haven't read my appearance, my name is on the bulletin board of this year's freshmen, with a score of 749. What a dazzling college entrance examination score.

It's hard not to notice.

The Junci that everyone talked about earlier is the young man wearing a mask in front of him?

"Wow, is he Junci?"

"A bit unexpected!"

"Why wear a mask, isn't it hot?"

"It's pretty pretending, this buddy..."

"Aren't there all air conditioners in the classroom! What's the heat?"

"The sound is so nice..."

There was a mess of discussions in the classroom. Cen Jiaqin's head teacher looked a little dumbfounded at Jun Ci's simple introduction: "No... no more? Classmate Jun?"

Looking at the information in her hand, she couldn't believe it for a while. The person in front of her could match the person in the photo.

But it is Junci that can be recognized through the eyebrows.

Even though she is wearing a mask now.

"The introduction is over."

The young man inserted his hand into his trouser pocket, his originally straight body relaxed a little, the light in his eyes seemed to be smiling, and his expression gave people a sense of unruly.

Even if it is such a young man, if he takes a serious look, it is no longer difficult for people to turn their eyes.

In addition, her self-introduction is really too individual.

At least others are introducing themselves. Men can make girls know themselves better, and women can show their beauty.

Only Jun Ci seemed to not care about these gazes at all.

"My buddy has a smell!"

"Not bad!"

"So handsome!"

"Xueba is really extraordinary."

At the moment, some classmates laughed, and everyone's tone was not malicious.

Cen Jiaqin smiled helplessly, "Then you go down."

There was a touch of tolerance in her tone.

In fact, the grades are good, and from the photos, the child looks too good.

Especially the good-looking of Junci is the kind that makes people feel that there is no barrier.

Even if you are a boy, it is very difficult for her to be malicious.

Especially women, unconsciously, become more tolerant and soft towards Junci.

Junci stepped off the podium. There were no people in the places next to Junci. Taking advantage of everyone's introduction, a boy approached Junci: "Junci learns God? You have a personality, why don't you wear a mask? Take it off and let everyone see you?"

His current tone is purely ridiculous. Jun Ci raised his brows and looked at him, knowing that he had introduced himself on stage just now, and one of them was a more humorous boy, and he looked quite familiar and outgoing. Kind, named Yuan Chenyan.

Yuan Chenyan is of the more outstanding type among boys. He looks sunny and handsome, and has very obvious dimples when smiling.

At first glance, it is the kind of person who can eat well among boys and girls.

Such boys, girls will be especially favored.

Junci tapped the table top with his fingertips, and looked at him with some fun: "Then tell me, is there anything I need to take off the mask? Just like you said, don't you think this is particularly cool and unique?"

So straightforward.

Yuan Chenyan was speechless.