The National Director is Mr. Perfect

When Junci came to school the next day, she felt a little weird.

From the moment she entered the gate, that kind of obsessive gaze was everywhere.

Some people even followed her directly from the school gate to the physics department.

Many people in the physics department looked at her with dementia, and some girls even rushed to her to confess.

The result is obvious, Junci directly refused.

She has her own arrogance. Although she is not too embarrassing, she is also very direct when she refuses.

It's just a day. It was not like this yesterday. What happened?

When he arrived in the classroom, Jun Ci saw Yuan Chenyan, who was hesitant to speak.

Yuan Chenyan couldn't help but said directly: "Junci, did you post your picture on the forum yourself?"

Jun Ci is so keen that she doesn't need Yuan Chenyan to explain too much, she probably realized what's wrong.

She knows that others have taken photos of her, but it is obvious that the photo wearing a mask cannot attract such a big shock.

unless……

Jun Ci narrowed his eyes: "What photo is on the forum?"

Seeing Jun Ci looking ignorant of the situation, Yuan Chenyan was also a little confused: "You didn't send the photos yourself?"

As he said, he took out his cell phone.

When he jumped out of a page, Yuan Chenyan showed the screen of his phone to Jun Ci, but in an instant.

Yuan Chenyan's mobile phone was like a virus, it was convulsive, and the screen was black.

Yuan Chenyan was a little surprised and pressed his mobile phone, but there was no response. He was immediately anxious: "What's the matter, my mobile phone has a problem?"

Jun Ci already understood something, and the tone in his mind was a little cold: "Guru..."

"His Royal Highness, Guru is wrong!"

Gulu immediately begged for mercy, and at the same time, Yuan Chenyan's cell phone turned on again.

"It's weird." Yuan Chenyan shook his phone twice: "It has a black screen for no reason. I only bought it last month. It seems that I have to find a merchant. Look, this is it.

When Junci saw it, the page was the school flower school grass selection contest on the Longfu University Forum.

The picture of himself was very eye-catching among the crowd, and took the top two alongside Jiang Yi.

Under the photos of the two people, Jiang Yi has 8,000 votes and Junci has 6,000 votes.

Who can get her ID photo and post it on the forum?

Without Guru's permission, the pass cannot be passed up.

It's already obvious who did this.

Jun Ci didn't get angry, looked at his ranking, and said leisurely: "It's actually second..."

Yuan Chenyan looked a little embarrassed: "Many girls have voted for you. They are school boys. They are not convinced. Jiang Yi who voted, I also voted for you!"

After he said this, he was still a little strangely embarrassed.

"Tsk."

Junci didn't care, and Gulu had already started to beg for mercy, "His Royal Highness, Gulu was wrong, and Gulu will never dare anymore. Gulu is watching them all talking about Your Highness, and the number of votes of His Highness is still the lowest. …"

"do not blame you."

In Jun Ci's faint sentence, there is only helplessness.

If it is someone else, it goes without saying that Junci will never spare him lightly, but Guru has a different meaning to him. It is like a child, and Junci has no choice but to help.

"If you discuss it with me, I may not agree with you. I will be upset by a lot of things. Don't act on your own next time, just like the previous car accident."