Beta cannon fodder just wants to make perfume

"I don't think..." Zhu Fu was about to retort politely when she suddenly realized her microphone had been cut off. The judges began to score as if nothing had happened, and her face suddenly turned gloomy.

What is the meaning of the existence of an organization that cannot even maintain superficial fairness?

[Why do I feel like something is wrong? Sister Fu’s face looks so ugly]

[What's wrong with these judges? I just heard the public judges say that the taste is almost the same as the sample]

[Really?! So Sister Fu’s work is very authentic? Seeing how picky they are, I thought it would be at most 7 or 8 points. So what are they picking on?]

[I checked the information and found that this is the style of "Infatuation". What the reviewer said is really problematic.]

[Maybe he was so spoiled that he didn’t even remember these basic things]

…………

The discussion on the live broadcast channel became increasingly heated, and the on-site controller hinted to the judges to be careful with their words.

The judges secretly looked down on these low-level guys for being too busy, and continued to give low scores without caring.

In the end, Zhu Fu only scored 45 points from the five professional judges, which attracted the public review.

"Wait a minute - what is your grading criteria? Why can't we feel this gap?"

The dispatch team was just about to say something to dispel the current doubts, but one of the judges sneered, straightened his collar, and raised his chin arrogantly to look at the audience.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you!"

It's over! The dispatch team wanted to curse at him. Has this guy realized his mistake?! This is in front of the camera, and anyone who wants to see it can see it. Doesn't this simply add a negative impression to the profession of perfumer?

"I just need to explain because I don't understand!" The public judges discussed and handed over two perfume test papers. "Master, why don't you tell me the difference between these two?"

The judge's face froze. How could he tell the difference between these identical things?

However, at this time, the dispatch team had already looked at him unfriendlyly and asked him to round up his words with an accent. Only then did he realize that there was no rehearsal for this occasion, and if something went wrong, no one could do it for him.

So he had to pretend to sniff it, with a look of shock and regret on his face, and pulled the judges around him, "Try it, I must have smelled it wrong just now, the finish is really good, I can hardly tell which one is the sample."

The two judges were very unhappy about being dragged into this. They had already been arranged to praise Director Zong's apprentice and to be more strict with the others. Now that a mistake had been made, they could not think of any benefits and had to be brought down to share the responsibility for the mistake.

But no matter how reluctant they were, they had to use their acting skills and the two of them followed suit and made expressions.

"That's right. It's very difficult to distinguish the two scent test papers. It seems that there was something wrong with the sample I just handed over."

"Yeah, I want to take back my previous score. This level of completion deserves 10 points!"

A few of them acted as if they knew how to correct their mistakes and managed to cover up the incident.

Zhu Fu's score was also changed to full marks, and she can definitely make it into the top ten.

But she wasn't very happy. She just said thank you symbolically and stepped back.

The atmosphere in this world is really hard to look forward to. Can such an event really be popular?

Zhu Fu guessed wrong on this point. This event is really popular. Who says being scolded doesn't count as popularity?
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"What do the audience know about perfume! Choosing this is a bit too sensational. Since it's a competition, selection is also part of it!"

In the post-match interview, a judge who couldn't hold back his words just said this and walked away in the face of questioning.

I had no idea how big a stir this sentence would cause.

【What does that mean!!!!!!!!! What does he mean? ! 】

[We are not worthy? Aren’t they the ones who organized this competition and begged people to understand them? ]

[Wow! Grandstanding, what a high-level word~ Didn’t they put that bottle in there themselves? I saw that the material in the live broadcast was not enough, it was just used to dig a hole. Now that they have really mixed it, I think it’s a show of skill, it’s too ridiculous! ]

[Is it that great? It's not like a military academy with a set entrance threshold, and he hasn't made much of a contribution. Who gave him this illusion that made him look so disgusted?]

[Don’t attack this industry. Many players are very good. Only this person is particularly weird. Don’t get the wrong direction.]

[OK! Watch me use all my life's skills to comfort him once more]

Amid all the noise, the topic's attention quickly exceeded one billion, but the Incense Guild did not want such attention at all and wished to remain unknown.

"Hello, contestant Zhu Fu, what do you think of the judge's remarks?"

For the first time, Zhu Fu felt at a loss. As soon as she opened the door of the store, a microphone suddenly appeared in her face. Although she didn't know how these media workers found this place, nor did she know why their style was so retro, she didn't want to offend the media, so she had to take over the conversation.

"I am not qualified to judge whether he is right or wrong. It's just that everyone has his own experience. Maybe in his opinion, this is not appropriate. I can understand different opinions." Zhu Fu tried to be careful with her wording.

But reporters have their own way of asking questions, "So you think he's right?"

"If you mean that the audience doesn't understand perfume, I think it's obviously a slip of the tongue. I don't agree with the denigration of a group. No one is born knowing everything. The Perfume Industry Association hosted this competition as a test to let the public understand the perfume industry."

"So you think this judge didn't understand the guild's intention and denied it?"

Zhu Fu smiled and looked at the camera in the air without answering the question.

The contestants' speeches were quickly released. Not everyone was as gentle as Zhu Fu. Some bold contestants went straight into the microphone and scolded the judges for being unworthy of their positions. For a while, they gained more attention by being straightforward and outspoken, and their social media accounts soon had over a million followers.

After discovering this traffic code, the contestants in the subsequent interviews became bolder. They had already been eliminated and did not care about the organizer's emotions. They knew the gains and losses of speaking out boldly and gaining attention for themselves. Therefore, for a while, there were constant revelations on social platforms. The association was still a bit euphemistic, but colleagues who knew this judge exposed him without any secrets. His history of failing the intermediate level assessment several times and his weird attitude towards assistants and apprentices were all exposed to the stage, attracting more ridicule from the audience.

Of course, the Incense Industry Guild would inevitably take measures. They had to do their best to protect something that they had put so much effort into, so the punishment for the judge came out very quickly. He was removed from all positions, banned from accepting disciples for five years, and no related applications from him would be accepted in the future.

In all aspects, we were almost about to cut off his career path, but we did not revoke the certification out of concern for the feelings of potential practitioners.

Some viewers were satisfied and some were dissatisfied with the result, but no matter what, the matter has come to an end.

The top ten competition kicked off amid such noisy attention.

This time the schedule is longer and the method is very special:

The organizers require ten contestants to demonstrate their comprehensive abilities in this round and mix perfumes that meet the requirements for specific guests, and the guests are randomly determined by drawing lots.

After the two sides meet, there are two hours of communication time and ten hours of time together. During this time, the contestants can follow the guests, observe their living conditions, and further deepen their understanding.

Then it is the contestants' independent thinking time. They will finally return to the competition venue at 8 o'clock in the morning of the next day to start the five-hour final modulation time to present this specially blended work.

Zhu Fu stood at the drawing position with a calm expression and pressed the draw button decisively.

She progressed step by step, starting from the basics and finally starting to test her creative ability. She thought it was reasonable and was confident that she was not inferior to any other contestant in this regard. She was just waiting for the final competition.

In the end, the customer Zhu Fu matched with was a slightly plump beta woman, who looked like a housewife who was busy with life. She was not used to standing under the gaze of hundreds of people, with her hands tangled together, feeling nervous and awkward.

Three guests had already been drawn, and regardless of gender or age, they at least looked decent. So when they saw Zhu Fu's "good luck", they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and many of them looked more bold and wanton.

Zhu Fu even heard some vague laughs from around her, and she became even more at a loss when she saw this guest.

"Hello~ I'm Zhu Fu, the perfumer who will be meeting you this time. Can we go over to the side and talk in detail?"

Zhu Fu held her hand and led her to the edge. The woman seemed to relax a little, but the words she uttered next made Zhu Fu feel like he was struck by lightning.

"Actually, I don't have the need to use perfume."

No matter how capable Ren Zhufu is, she cannot solve the problem of a customer who has no needs. Can a Party A who has no needs really be considered Party A?
Zhu Fu hissed and his expression changed.

The woman felt guilty and hurriedly confessed, "I just saw the recruitment post and thought that if I was selected, I would get 10,000 yuan, so I just signed up casually. Who knew I would really be selected..."

At this time, Zhu Fu no longer wanted to dwell on the logic behind the selection. Things had already happened. No matter where the problem lay, the difficulty was now clearly before him.

"It's okay. We actually have our own plans for participating. To be honest, we don't know anything about the selection process. Where did you see it?"

So the woman relaxed a little and began to tell her story. Her name was Zhang Yun. She was born in an ordinary beta family. When she grew up, she went to work in a factory in a very ordinary way. Then she found a beta, married, had children and started her life.

But life is not always free of worries just because it is ordinary. She came to District H after her job transfer, but her male beta partner could not come with her, and the family could not afford to live in District H, so they had to separate.

Last year, with their years of work and savings, they finally bought a house in District H with a loan and moved their older child to District H for school. However, the house was very small and they had to pay a lot of loans. She also found a part-time job after work. Not only could the family not be reunited, but she became even busier. So watching free TV series became one of her few pastimes.

There is nothing truly free in this era, so it is very normal for Zhang Yun to encounter pop-up ads while watching dramas. However, since they were screened ads, she subconsciously felt that the recruitment was credible, so she signed up.

Ten thousand yuan~ If he is selected, the younger one can afford to go to the school in District H, and will not be bullied by those nasty people. The whole family can be closer to each other, Zhang Yun thought.

But when she was really chosen, Zhang Yun was flustered again. After the ecstasy of getting the ten thousand yuan wore off, she thought, she had only seen perfume in TV dramas, how would she know what perfume looked like, and how could she say what kind of perfume she wanted? She just wanted the money!

She just held on until the time to go on stage, and she felt even more out of place. The other "guests" backstage at least looked glamorous. Even if they were dressed simply, they looked bookish. They should know about perfume, right? Maybe they could even analyze it clearly?
When Zhang Yun came out, she opened her mouth to make up a demand for herself, but she couldn't say anything. She had to tell the unfortunate contestant who had run into her honestly.

But the young perfumer didn't seem angry about it.

"I'll come to your house later. Since you have a part-time job, I can't delay you too much."

Zhang Yun took this very considerate perfumer back home.

Her house was really small, so small that there was no separate living room. There was a shelf with various tools hanging on it in a messy manner, and on the other side was a narrow bed followed by a large bed.

Zhu Fu stood in front of the shelf and looked at it for a long time, figuring out the purpose of these tools. "Are you studying mechanics?"

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be unresponsive. After Zhu Fu thought she didn't hear clearly and asked again, she said with an embarrassed look, "What do you mean by learning? I have never learned it seriously. I just tinkered with these in the factory, and occasionally took on some maintenance work, so I prepared a set."

At this time, the camera also flew in. Zhang Yun stopped talking and went to the kitchen first.

As agreed, the program crew's camera could only shoot the kitchen area, so Zhu Fu followed.

This part is completely different from the small living room. In addition to the original countertop, a large area has been expanded. The area of ​​the entire kitchen has become very spacious, and it seems like the main area.

Zhu Fu soon realized that there was a reason for this. Zhang Yun quickly took out the ingredients and started cooking. The portions were far from what an ordinary family would eat.

"you……"

"Today's order cannot be delayed." Zhang Yun explained while processing the ingredients.

Zhu Fu just watched Zhang Yun work. She worked very seriously and almost forgot that she was participating in a competition. She just focused on the task at hand. Gradually, she smiled and hummed a tuneless song, as if there was some kind of hope implied in this matter.

As she looked at it, Zhu Fu's attention shifted away. At this moment, she noticed that in this simple house, there was a bottle made of metal scraps, with a rough red flower in it.

Suddenly her heart was touched and she had a flash of inspiration.

(End of this chapter)