What stunned Erin was not the question she answered, but the mask she took off as she spoke.

The young man's beauty surprised even the well-informed Erin, and subconsciously covered her mouth.

"It's rude to talk in a mask, Miss Black won't mind, right?"

She smiled lightly and spoke, her eyes flashing with a moving glow, and Erin hurriedly shook her head: "Of course not." ”

After all, she was a professional reporter, and she was shocked by her appearance, and she hurriedly shifted the topic to the relevant issues of today's interview.

"How old are you?"

Oh my god, it doesn't matter if you look young, it's shocking how good-looking it is.

Jun Ci tilted his head slightly: "Miss Erin, I can answer about my personal information, but can I trouble you not to write it in the report?" ”

When she spoke, she seemed to be a gentleman asking for Erin's opinion, and her eyes made people feel very valued, and Erin seemed to be bewitched by something, and nodded easily: "Of course you can." ”

"I'm eighteen."

Once again, her age made Erin almost unuttered a 'my God'.

At the age of eighteen, she took over the filming of big IPs like "The Seventh Killer Space", and such an achievement can be said to be enough to get rid of a large number of Hollywood directors.

When Jeremiah became famous, he was 30 years old.

Eighteen years old, what a desirable age.

Erin couldn't help but think that her eighteen-year-old self was still studying hard in school to prepare for today, unlike the person in front of her, who was only eighteen years old, and may have entered the pinnacle that many people could not imagine in their lifetime, what a magical Chinese teenager.

With this layer of amazement, the questions in the next interview were much smoother, Erin just asked some questions about Jun Ci's mood when she came to the United States to shoot or the reason why she took over the filming of "The Seventh Killer Space", in general, Jun Ci's answer was four or two thousand pounds, the answer that should be answered, the understatement that should not be answered, and did not say anything specific.

Even if Erin habitually wants to dig up more questions, under the boy's bewildering face, more words seem to be difficult to say.

She felt that with the fatal attraction of this teenager, perhaps more striking than the movies she made herself.

Maybe that's why she doesn't disclose her identity?

Erin came up with a perfect reason for Jun Ci in this way.

"Okay, Emperor, my interview is over, thank you for your willingness to take over our interview, I hope there will be another opportunity to interview you in the future."

Erin smiled generously and stretched out her hand to shake Jun Ci's hand again.

At the end of the interview, she seemed a little reluctant, but Jun Ci didn't ask for more, she didn't have a chance to stay, so she had to say goodbye and leave here.

Leaving the café, Erin's heart was still pounding.

She has also interviewed countless celebrities and stars in Hollywood, but none of them gave her such a surprising feeling, even charming, today.

The boy had a mysterious sense of mystery from the East, but he also had a face that the West found amazing, and Erin's powerful instincts told her that perhaps this emperor was not just a simple Chinese.

At this time, the editor-in-chief pinched the end time of the interview and sent a text message to ask: How?

Erin thought for a moment and smiled like a spring blow: he was amazing, I thought he was a perfect person.

Recommended reading: The new book of the Silkworm Potato God "Yuan Zun", the new work of the Cat Greasy God "