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In the VIP room on the second floor.

Bei Ming Yexuan sat there, staring at the expression on Yun Qing's face. There was no expression on his delicate face, but his breath had traces of deep depression.

Yu Xue walked in from outside the door, her expression as cold as ever. "I just got the news," he glanced at Yun Qing downstairs, his voice as cold as his eyes, "The champion's work has been decided."

Bei Ming Yexuan's eyes were staring at Yun Qing motionlessly, with a layer of inorganic coldness flashing in his eyes.

Yu Xue held a cup of coffee and said carelessly, "Two people took action. One party's order and white perfume will definitely not win the championship. The other party is the one from your Beiming family... What are you not doing?"

With the pressure from major families first, coupled with the secret threat from Beimingya, today's champion seems to be impossible to fall on Yun Qing.

But the premise is that Bei Ming Yexuan did not sit here.

How could this man be willing to see Yun Qing showing a disappointed and unhappy expression?

With this man here, no matter how many inside information or accidents there are, today's championship trophy will only fall on Yun Qingshou in the end.

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The fourth place is a male perfumer from Country Y.

The third place is Daisy.

This Fire Rose, who is from the perfume industry, is obviously very dissatisfied with this ranking, and her face is hard to see and cannot be seen.

The audience, seeing Daisy as the third place, also whispered.

"Oh my God! Such a powerful Daisy actually won the third place..."

"It's normal, right? After all, Lancelot and Miss Yunqing are there..."

"Lancelot, I admit that he is better than Miss Daisy, but Yun Qing is a newcomer who has never even participated in the International Perfume Competition before. Why is she better than Daisy?"

After the third place comes out, the main champion and runner-up competition will be the next one.

The atmosphere can no longer be described as nervous. Many people's hearts have gone through so many rounds of Lingchi and want to curse people.

The students of Yuncheng and Beijing University tightened their palms nervously.

Students from Peking University did not know enough about Yun Qing and asked each other nervously, "I see that Miss Yun Qing's face is not very good. What should she do if she doesn't get a ranking today?"

Yun Qing had such a big fuss about the situation before. If she couldn't win the championship today, she might be scolded like what she was.

The student of Yun University was also so nervous that he was sweating all over. Hearing this, he said with great confidence, "Don't worry, Miss Yun Qing won't lose, she will definitely win the championship!"

"That's it! Miss Yunqing's big pig's hoof said that if the Perfume League dares to make inside information and does not give her a championship, they will smash their sign!"

Students from Peking University, “…”

Fang Guoguo squatted in the seat, her eyes wide open, her fists clenched, and said over and over again, "If Yun Qing can win the championship, Yun Qing must be the champion!"

The host held the microphone, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said humorously, "Why should I stand here? I feel that every time I sign up for a ranking, I will be scolded a lot. Okay, I won't say much nonsense. Next, let's use the warmest applause to welcome the runner-up work of this international competition. Please look at the big screen-"

The light at the scene dimmed.

All the whispering sounds disappeared in an instant.

In the quiet space, you can only hear the sound of the heart beating.

Whether you are on the scene or watching live broadcasts on TV, you hold your breath at this moment, staring at the huge screen without moving.

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