“The award ceremony officially begins!”

The host's passionate words brought the emotions of the audience to the extreme.

Accompanied by bursts of passionate screams, the big screen in front of the stage suddenly fell into a deep and depressing darkness.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the darkness without a trace of light, and he held his breath motionlessly.

And in this darkness, a dazzling light gradually lit up.

The all-black picture is illuminated bit by bit, and the process is very stunning and novel, as if you are in a 5D movie clip, giving people an immersive sense of dizziness and tension.

Not to mention the nervousness and tenseness of the perfumers on the stage, even the audiences behind the stage and before the live broadcast were infected by the sudden darkening stage lights, sweating in their palms and their heartbeats accelerated.

As usual, the ranking is still announced from the last fifth place.

As everyone stared at the dark big screen without blinking, a bottle of golden perfume suddenly flashed out.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

It has to be said that the level of international competitions is several levels higher than that of domestic competitions.

The fifth place actually eliminated the most basic seven colors.

On the stage, many perfumers couldn't tell whether they were relieved or their hearts were raised higher.

There were more than 50 perfumers on the scene, and only one of them handed over the golden perfume.

Therefore, when the bottle of perfume flashed out, everyone's eyes subconsciously looked in one direction.

Accompanied by the host's cheerful introduction, without any surprise, Qin Yao stood up from his seat, but the expression on his face was not as joy as the audience imagined.

Obviously, she was not very satisfied with this ranking.

After Qin Yao finished his thank-you words as usual, amid the crying and laughing screams of the audience in H Country, it was soon time to announce the fourth place.

The atmosphere at the entire scene reached the point where the needle could be heard.

Everyone's emotions fell into tension and expectation.

Except Yun Qing.

She sat in her seat without any sorrow or joy, with a pretty little face cold, and her eyes seemed to be covered with something, and she was a little absent-minded.

Lancelot stared at her for a while, put a bottle of water at her desk, and a smile on her face whispered, "Miss Yunqing, you don't need to be nervous. There must be a place between the champion and the runner-up."

Obviously, this young genius perfumer has a great view of Yun Qing, the opponent.

In Lancelot's impression, Yun Qing is definitely not a person who can't stand it.

Perhaps it was due to the mutual appreciation between geniuses that he could feel that this woman had a talent that surpassed everyone in perfume.

He is as proud as he is, and in this field, there is no concept of losing himself in their dictionary.

Everyone, including him, couldn't help but feel nervous, but Yun Qing was the one who should not be nervous.

The woman's confidence and arrogance seem to be engraved in her bones.

Yun Qing blinked her eyes, lowered her eyelashes, and tucked her hair with her thin white fingers, "Do I look... very nervous?"

Lancelot frowned slightly, "Your face... is not very good."

Yun Qing glanced in the direction of Yun Qianrou and said slowly, "It's okay."

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