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And Xu Jing had a look of disbelief.

Wen Jiuqing is really...

My God, Wen Jiuqing is really that mysterious perfumer sake? ? ?

And Lin Mengyue had a bad premonition in her heart from the moment she heard the words Huo Nu.

And after hearing Shen Yichen finish his question, Lin Mengyue's complexion turned completely pale!

What did Shen Yichen mean?

Wen Jiuqing is sake?

how can that be?

She would rather believe that other people are sake than believe that Wen Jiuqing is sake!

Lin Mengyue put her gaze on Wen Jiuqing on the stage, with a vicious gleam in her eyes, as if she wanted to tear Wen Jiuqing into pieces.

Xu Jing looked at Zuo Hanxiao: "Hey, did you see Lin Mengyue's face? Hahaha, I died from laughing."

Zuo Hanxiao glanced at her, then looked away coldly, without saying anything.

Xu Jing: "..."

Wen Jiuqing on the stage nodded slightly: "Yes."

Shen Yichen nodded, and praised again and again: "Miss Wen, you are simply a genius."

Wen Jiuqing smiled slightly: "I dare not be ashamed."

Shen Yichen: "..."

Don't dare to be?

What is there not to be?

Wen Jiuqing's talent in perfumery is almost catching up with his master!

After all, his master has retired for a year, and he hasn't seen him this year, so he doesn't know where he is.

"Oh my god, Shen Yichen's judges think too highly of Miss Qing."

"Yeah, it's really rare to see the judge Shen Yichen praise others so sincerely."

"What's the big deal?"

"Amazing? Hehe, can you make us a bottle of Fire Girl?"

"I didn't say I was going to tune in.

Lin Mengyue looked at Li Shenkui, and raised a very ugly smile, "I really didn't expect that my sister is actually sake."

Lin Mengyue has been carefully observing Li Shenkui's face, only to see that his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, staring straight at Wen Jiuqing on the stage.

Lin Mengyue gritted her teeth and shook Li Shenkui's arm, "Brother Shenkui, I'm talking to you."

Li Shenkui came back to his senses and asked, "Mengyue, what did you just say?"

He really didn't hear it. His eyes and thoughts were always on Wen Jiuqing. After all, Wen Jiuqing on the stage was too dazzling at the moment.

There seemed to be a kind of magical power in her body that was slowly tempting him.

Lin Mengyue shook her head to hide her embarrassment, "It's okay."

Shen Yichen said to the other judges and teachers, "Let's start scoring."

After a few people scored well, they handed it over to the host, who was just about to say something.

Suddenly, Lin Mengyue stepped forward and said, "Sister, although I know you have always wanted to win glory for Class Seven, you can't do things like plagiarism."

As soon as this remark came out, the people present sighed.

"What does Lin Mengyue mean? Could it be that the perfume made by Wen Jiuqing copied Sake's Huo Nv?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, our sister Qing won't do such nasty things!"

"That's right, it's really pitiful that you can't see that others are better than you even though you're not as skilled as others."

"You guys are pitiful, one mouthful of Qing sister Qing sister, you don't know what she is, do you make a rebirth that is sake?? Then it's better to say that she copied the fire girl of sake!"

Shen Yichen frowned, obviously displeased, and Zuo Hanxiao's eyes were also stained with a layer of frost.