The National Director is Mr. Perfect

The piano sounded pleasant, and Jun Ci looked at the sound. The door in the piano room was slightly hidden. He walked over and opened it. Jiang Yi was talking about the piano.

Gouzi piano squatted to listen.

When he was emotional, the piano exchanged two beeps with "Aoao", as if he wanted to lengthen the tone to show off his singing voice, Jiang Yi interrupted playing with a black line on his face: "Don't be wailing the piano, you are lowering my grade. ."

Piano: "Oh oh oh!"

I thought of Lao Tzu as a darling baby, but now I still think that this dog has brought you down!

Looking at this picture, Jun Ci paused in his heart.

Indifferently said in his voice: "You two are still asleep?"

Hearing the sound, both Jiang Yi and the piano turned their heads and looked at the door.

Jiang Yi immediately raised his eyebrows, stood up and said, "It's so late, where have you been fooling around?"

Junci: "..."

This kind of person actually has the face to say about her.

The piano followed the couple arrogantly.

[That is, where did you fool around? 】

Jun Ci ignored this person and dog, and after checking the time, he could practice for an hour, it was 11 o'clock.

"Practice the piano first."

After all, the school festival is getting closer.

Jiang Yi was silent, and without continuing to ask questions, he began to teach Junci.

*

Time passed quickly, and it was the 20th in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Junci’s piano technology has advanced by leaps and bounds, and today is the time to show the results.

After all, after passing the re-examination, it will be formally arranged in the program list and will perform in front of tens of thousands of people.

Of course, Junci does not have the problem of stage fright, but if she fails the retest, it will be a shame!

Because there are too many programs, Junci's retest was arranged in the afternoon.

Before the re-examination, Junci first went to the Patent Office to register the blue patent.

Of course, the commonality of artificial intelligence cannot be patented, but the images produced by each person are different, and the programs involved in AI are different, this has the scope of patents.

And because of the breadth of this category, the conditions for AI patent judgment are very strict.

Lan Lan just met the requirements. After the application, even if there are any disputes in the future, Junci is still on the favorable side.

After it was set, Junci began to prepare for the game in the afternoon.

But at this time, Fu Ziyan sent the mobile game installation package to her mobile phone, and said that the initial development has been successful and it is ready to play.

It happened that Jun Ci got the installation package and handed it a copy to Jiang Yi.

Fu Ziyan also created a game trial group to bring in all those who tried the game.

At this time, Junci was waiting in the auditorium with a number card to play, and when he had nothing to do, he went down to play the game first.

The game enters the picture is very beautiful, the system does not pinch the face, they are randomly generated according to their own identity, there are many beautiful face models, all depends on luck.

With the natural sound of a small bridge and flowing water, Junci entered the game.

Although she has the code name of the emperor, she obviously does not have the life of the emperor...

[Time goes by, you, you were born in an ordinary peasant household in the Zhou Dynasty, and became the second generation of farmers. 】

Junci:? ? ? ? ?

Fu Ziyan and the others were all excited to say in the group that they were born in a big family of XX, and the most unhelpful was a baby from a rich man's family.

Junci decided not to speak.

At this time, Jiang Yi sent a crit.

Bastard: What the **** is this game? Where were you born? I have become the son of a noble concubine, so I am a prince? 【Screenshot】

Junci:...

The crown prince, who has always been not narrow-minded, blackened Jiang Yi for the first time.