The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"Junci, it's your game."

Someone in front of me started asking Jun Ci to enter the show. Jun Ci looked at her mobile phone and bought the soy sauce. Her growth value increased a little.

I can turn four by ten.

It's really a tangled upgrade process.

Put the phone in the bag, Junci began to prepare to enter the performance.

The people inside are the vice president and president of the student union.

So Jing Fuxiao is here too.

When he saw Junci coming in, his expression did not change significantly, but the few girls next to him showed a rather surprised expression.

Jun Ci is wearing a black gown and jeans today, looking like a clean and simple teenager.

All instruments are available for the retest, so the piano is already ready.

As soon as Jun Ci entered and sat in front of the computer, his expression was cold and clear, and he looked like a prince-like character in a fairy tale. When he looked at the girls in the audience, he began to commit nympho.

The slender fingers were placed on the piano, and the sweet and light notes began to float out of the piano keys, making people feel happy.

Honestly speaking, Junci’s tunes are not very difficult, but she is too perfect. As long as the show can be obtained, the stop on the stage is a scenic line.

So after the song was played, there was endless applause from the audience.

Several girls in the student union are about to pat their palms red.

Jing Fuxiao nodded first and said yes, and everyone else followed suit.

This means that Junci's program can be used as a performance at the then grand ceremony.

Jun Ci saw the completion, nodded lightly, and immediately stepped down.

The whole posture is full of chic meaning.

After performing the show, Junci took out her mobile phone when she stepped off the stage. The game was not closed at this time, and Junci’s "mother" on the screen had called her several times.

[Porcelain? 】

[Why does Porcelain ignore my mother when talking to you? 】

This is the downside of the game hanging, you have to be called by your parents anytime and anywhere.

Jun Ci immediately replied: Mother, I am here.

I didn't explain why I ignored her. In the game, Junci was just a three-year-old child.

In the next time, Junci was a little addicted to this game.

With a completely free development of the plot, after doing a few tasks equivalent to daily life, Junci's growth value reached ten and he successfully became a four-year-old.

It is estimated that it is a rare occurrence of luck for the African chiefs. As Junci, in this era, I can’t get in touch with things that rich people like to learn. However, a teacher in their village has recently come down. Junci has this opportunity and can learn. .

From this time on, Junci can completely set his own game goals.

Do you want to study hard to gain fame, or go out and wander around?

Jun Ci is still hesitating, since he is only four years old anyway, he is not in a hurry. It is a one-month trial time.

Looking at the group, Mo Chaoyang and the others were born well, but they also have their own bad things.

For example, they have never studied the necessary subjects for reading such as the Sanzijing. They have to rely on Baidu to pass the teacher's level.

Han Quan is the child of the rich man's family, spitting out in the group.

Han Quan: I didn’t tell the answer in time during the endorsement in the afternoon. I was beaten by the teacher. My father also deducted my allowance for one day...

Junci: "..."

Envy friends who have pocket money.

Children in rural areas have no pocket money.