Lancelot walked onto the stage amid the cheers and discussions of the crowd, holding the microphone and slowly said, "Please be quiet for everyone."

The audience was stunned for a moment, looking at the handsome and elegant young man, and quieted down at the same time.

Lancelot's tone was gentle, "Before expressing your opinions on the championship trophy, please give me some time to solve a question."

Yun Qianrou on the stage heard this sentence, a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.

She bit her lip and stared at Lancelot with alertness.

Logically speaking, Yun Qing and Lancelot didn't know each other, let alone be familiar with each other. She did not make enemies with Lancelot, so there was no need to worry that the other party would cause trouble for her.

But many times before, some people suddenly appeared and helped Yun Qing stand out, making Yun Qianrou's all-out war now.

In the silence, Lancelot suddenly turned his head and stared at Yun Qianrou. His tone was already gentle, "Miss Yun Qianrou, can I ask you a question?"

In one sentence, everyone's attention was once again directed to Yun Qianrou.

The audience in H country suddenly remembered that on the day of the perfume competition, Lancelot's seat was separated from Yun Qing, and the two of them completed the perfume one after another.

He had seen the bottle of perfume completed by Yun Qing... Thinking of this, the little girls who really like Yun Qing had a faint hint of hope in their hearts.

However, the foreign audience looked at each other, feeling a little unsure of what Lancelot wanted to do.

Everyone in the perfume industry knows that although this nobleman from F country looks gentle and elegant, he is not very close.

"Mr. Lancelot has won the championship as he wishes, what questions do you have?"

"Lancelot had never had a close relationship with other perfumers, but now he called Yun Qianrou's name in public. What does this mean?"

"I understand. It must be out of mutual appreciation. Miss Yun Qianrou's beautiful white perfume won the runner-up, and Lancelot's black perfume won the championship. What a coincidence..."

"If these two bottles of perfumes can appear together, oh, mygod, I'll be excited to think about it..."

""Shen Pray" and "Fei Xin", even the name is so beautiful..."

When Yun Qianrou heard the sound from the audience, she suddenly felt a little relaxed again.

Perhaps, Lancelot really just took a fancy to the bottle of "Feeling Heart" and wanted to share her experiences?

After all, Yun Qing is Yunmiao's daughter, with a great reputation and a bad temperament. She did not get a ranking, which is a good thing for both Lancelot and the F-country perfume industry.

Unless it is a fool, who will help his opponent in the game?

Starting from the vested point of interest, Lancelot had no chance of helping Yun Qing to go against her.

Thinking of this, Yun Qianrou's tense nerves relaxed again.

She looked at Yun Qing with a look of motionless look, looking down at her head, unable to see what she was thinking, took the microphone handed over by the host, stood up slowly, with an elegant and decent smile on her face, "This is my honor."

And the moment Yun Qianrou stood up, both the audience and the media were taking photos of her and Lancelot frantically.

Although Yun Qianrou, the runner-up, is currently very scolding, the popularity of the international perfume competition is not fake.

The scene of the champion and runner-up confrontation on the same stage is definitely a big blowout point.

Even the extremes who cursed Yun Qing couldn't help but start cheering for Yun Qianrou at this moment.

Yun Qing heard the movement and looked up. Seeing Yun Qianrou smiling, a heavy sarcasm flashed through her eyes.

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