Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

"Ignorant people should go to Princeton's official website. Tifa's awesomeness is not something you can just question here and pretend it doesn't exist."

"Let me just say one sentence. When Professor Tifa's public class was launched on Princeton's official website, the official website was set up in both English and Chinese versions. I heard that this is Professor Tifa's request. You can understand it for yourself."

"Fuck, you are awesome!"

"Although I don't understand it, Princeton's official website is the only external website I can understand..."

"I'll go Soso!"

"I'll go as well!"

Principal Zhou had walked downstairs and saw a crowd of people outside.

Although crowded, it is very orderly.

News reporters who go out to cover all carry their work licenses on their chests, and on the licenses of the leaders, it reads:

Beijing Daily, Beijing Education Daily...

Etc., etc!

A big-name reporter from Beijing?

No wonder the people behind didn't dare to come up.

Principal Zhou passed by, and the people from Beijing Daily came forward with a microphone: "Hello, Principal Zhou, I'm Kong Qing from Beijing Daily. I came from Beijing on purpose to interview you and Professor Tifa."

"Principal Zhou, I'm from Education Daily..."

"I'm XX..."

"Principal Zhou, I..."

The lobby manager stepped forward in embarrassment and whispered: "Principal Zhou, because the original process did not arrange this, so..." She hesitated.

Principal Zhou understood, and he nodded: "Well, let those with work licenses come in first, and if it's private media, just decline."

Lobby Manager: "Okay."

On the top floor, the news reporter who was sitting in the hall couldn't help but be surprised when he saw a bunch of people coming in from Wu Yangyang.

Even though the lobby manager has screened a lot, there are indeed too many people coming.

Principal Zhou went to invite Bai Qi. After a while, the door opened and Bai Qi came hand in hand with another man.

He has high eyebrows and deep eyes, his face is frosty, and his cold eyes are only gentle when he looks at Bai Qi.

Gently scanning the people around, the man was a little dissatisfied, and said directly: "Pick three people, and each will answer a question."

The succinct and cold attitude makes people feel scared.

This man... who is it?

As for Kong Qing of Beijing Daily, the first second he saw the man come in, he bounced off the stool, surprised and suffocated for a moment.

Who the **** did he see?

President Ji of Jingcheng Ji's Group? ! ! !

The one who dared to shoot him, dared to buy the original film directly, and let that person get out of the way, so the real face has not been released on the Internet so far... President Ji?

No, no, he made it public! He played the role of Prince Qi in the play of Rongyin, and played against Bai Qi...

But, even so, not many people know the true identity of President Ji!

Now that the shocking secret is in front of us, Kong Qing feels that his heart is beating a little faster—what kind of big news is this, my God? ! ! !

Can't shoot, let alone report!

Is it too uncomfortable to hold back?

Seeing Bai Qi's appearance, Zeguang's Principal Gong greeted him excitedly and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Professor Tifa."

Bai Qiyuan wanted to shake her hand back, but Ji Ye pulled her tightly without any intention of letting go, so he had to let it go.

He smiled politely and said, "Hello."

Seeing that Bai Qi did not reject him, President Gong said happily: "Professor Tifa is indeed better than seeing it from afar. He is so elegant, generous, and knowledgeable, and he deserves to be the No. 1 special professor at Princeton."

"Speak straight." Ji Ye frowned.