Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 638 Trying to stretch his neck in front of her

   The host said excitedly, but Shen Qianrou's face changed slightly.

   In international competitions, this score was given by the most authoritative judges in the world, which is actually enough to be proud of!

   But today's result is not satisfactory to Shen Qianrou.

   "Can I ask the judges, why is it not a perfect score?"

   Teacher Claudia is the only woman in the jury. She has delicate makeup, **** and elegant, and her deep blue eyes are somewhat disapproving and suspicious. She shrugged and said:

"Nothing in this world is perfect. Although we have the right to give a work full marks, it is because we are not perfect people. If we are not perfect, if we evaluate a work as perfect, it is still not perfect. Yes. And you're not perfect, you know?"

   Shen Qianrou was said to be a little confused, she only knew that the female judge had something to say.

   She means, in their eyes, what she thinks is perfect, in their eyes, is not qualified to be perfect?

   However, even the master has said that her works are absolutely perfect!

   Even if one of them gave a perfect score, she would not ask any more questions, what was wrong here.

"Miss Claudia, you don't have to worry about the mood of the contestants every time. Since you have participated in the competition, you must be prepared to be judged! These words are sharp, and the courage to pick out her problems is the real help. she!"

  Elaine suddenly felt a little helpless at this time.

   He and Claudia have completely opposite personalities. They are naturally violent and can't hide their words!

   If you have an opinion, you must spit it out!

  Claudia shook her head, "I can't find any problems with the work itself!"

   Shen Qianrou gritted her teeth, she was about to die of anger!

  Since there is no fault, why not give her a perfect score? !

   Do you feel that you are contradicting yourself when you speak? !

  Elaine sighed and said to Shen Qianrou:

   "Since Miss Claudia doesn't want to say it, let me tell you!" He pointed to the recipe and the test paper in front of him, his face ugly and authentic:

"This recipe and work are perfect, at least I can't pick out any problems, but...Miss Rosanna, in my opinion, what is the morning snow, what is the first winter snow in the morning, this work of yours does not match at all Tune!

This work, if you have to follow your logic, is also the last snow in winter. It is the faint, unconscious temperature of early spring that gradually melts the ice and snow. What it brings us is warmth. Light, not arrogant, not greedy, not extravagant, enough to maintain the warmth of life.

   It brings warmth, and it doesn't match the cold snow in your mouth at all.

   And it's not the kind of miracle that your loved one finally comes to you! It is a mood of contentment by snuggling with each other, just plain and light, not vigorous! This should be what this work wants to express most.

   In the end, your work is perfect, but the meaning and original intention of your design of this work that you have stated are not even far-fetched!

  Miss Rosanna, I really wonder how such a work that is completely contrary to your original intention was born from your hands! Actually I don't want to give you points! I don't want to deny this piece, it's just too perfect! "

   (end of this chapter)