Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

"The award ceremony begins

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

With bursts of passionate screams, the big screen in front of the stage suddenly fell into a deep and oppressive darkness.

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the darkness without a trace of light, and they held their breath.

And in the darkness, there was a glare of light.

The whole black picture is lit up a little bit. This process is very amazing and novel, as if in a 5D movie clip, giving people a sense of vertigo and tension.

Not to mention on the stage, many perfumers are nervous and tense at the moment. Even the audience who are on the stage and in front of the live broadcast are affected by the suddenly darkened stage lights, their palms are sweating and their heart beats are speeding up.

According to the Convention, the ranking is still announced from the last fifth place.

In the eyes of people blinking and blinking, a bottle of golden perfume suddenly appeared on the black screen.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

It has to be said that the standard of international competitions is much higher than that of domestic competitions.

The fifth place has already ruled out the most basic seven colors.

On the stage, many perfumers can't tell whether they are relieved or their hearts are higher.

Only one of the more than 50 fragrances on the spot paid the golden perfume.

So when this bottle of perfume came out, everyone's eyes were looking down in a direction.

With the host's cheery introduction, no surprise, Qin Yao stood up from his seat, but the expression on his face was not as happy as the audience imagined.

Obviously, she is not very satisfied with this position.

After Qin Yao finished his thank-you speech as usual, it was time to announce the fourth place in the screams of the audience in H country.

The atmosphere of the whole scene was even more audible.

Everyone's emotions fall into intense anticipation.

Except for the cloud.

She sat on the seat without sadness or happiness, with a pretty face, her eyes seemed to be covered with something, some absent-minded.

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

Obviously, this young genius perfumery attaches great importance to Yunqing's opponent.

In Lancelot's impression, Yunqing is definitely not an unstable person.

Perhaps because of the mutual affection between the geniuses, he can feel that this woman has the talent of surpassing all others for flavoring.

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

Everyone, including him, can't help being nervous. Yun Qing is the only one who should not be nervous.

This woman's self-confidence and pride seem to be engraved in her bones.

Cloud tilted to blink an eye, hang down eyelash, thin white finger lifted next hair, "I look... Very nervous appearance?"

Lancelot frowned slightly. "Your face is... Not very good."

Cloud tilts toward cloud thousand soft direction to glance one eye, slowly tunnel, "nothing."