The National Director is Mr. Perfect

In Jiang Yi's eyes, the spy looked like a mentally retarded person.

Although Jiang Yi knew that his piano had become a little clever, the little spy was talking to himself like a little spy when he talked to the piano. That silly dog ​​just wailed. Can he understand?

Of course it can, but Jiang Yi doesn't know.

Therefore, in Jiang Yi's eyes, the little spy and the piano are just like you and me, they are no different from a mentally retarded person.

Jun Ci translated what the piano and the little spy had said to Jun Ci, and Jun Ci's original mood, which was not so cheerful, suddenly became more cheerful.

Probably having such two live treasures in the house is indeed a happy thing.

When she was about to speak, Jiang Yi stood up from the side: "Little spy, you always talk to the silly dog ​​like the piano, and it doesn't understand it, and you appear to be mentally retarded."

Little spy:...

Piano: ...you say it again, who is a silly dog, who is!

Spicy chicken!

Jun Ci fell silent immediately, and she almost forgot that Jiang Yi was still an unknown person.

Also, the piano is now so refined that it is not suitable to tell Jiang Yi.

Several robots and dogs went to play alone. Junci took out his notebook and prepared to make some thoughts about yesterday.

Since it was something she saw with her own eyes, Jun Ci naturally planned to write this script herself.

Trafficking in women is a heavy topic.

Especially yesterday, Xiaohui's roar is still vivid.

"What are you going to write?"

Jun Ci opened the page of the WORD document, and Jiang Yi knew that she was going to write something and sat beside her.

The boy hooked his chin and whispered: "The script of the next movie, I plan to put yesterday's events on the big screen."

"Do you write it yourself?"

Jiang Yi was also a little low, and what happened yesterday was still a bit shocking for him.

He has not been afraid since he was young, and some people are used to it. That kind of life is too far away for him.

In fact, there are many people who are supremely powerful in this world who tend to do even more incredible and terrifying things, but fortunately, Jiang Yi is not such a person. He is just a more violent and arrogant little lion, as well as normal people. There should be a view of right and wrong.

But this kind of thing, like a trace of neither light nor heavy in life, slipped past it, and sooner or later it will fade with time, he can't remember it, but Junci can let others watch it in this way.

She is now a well-known director, and her influence will be much greater.

So the whole afternoon when he came back, Jun Ci was making the script, and Jiang Yi watched quietly beside him.

He was lying on the sofa with his head resting on Junci's lap and looking at the phone. Only typing and occasional silly dog ​​barking could be heard in the entire space.

Jiang Yi flipped his phone to play, and suddenly saw a Weibo message that made him frown slightly.

This Weibo message is an Amway message sent by a blogger. Several pictures are posted. The boys in the pictures are taken from the side at all angles. In different directions, they show a picture very similar to Junci face.

But in Jiang Yi's eyes, he knew at a glance that this person was not Junci, and even such deliberately imitating the angle marks made Jiang Yi feel completely uncomfortable in his heart.

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