Yun Qing stood quietly on the stage, facing the overwhelming voice of persuasion and questioning, her expression was cold and indifferent.

Until all the sounds disappeared, Yun Qing slowly curled her lips and smiled, and there was a little more fireworks on her body, "Mr. Gibran, you are so serious, I have no other intentions, I am just annoyed!"

Everyone's expressions were wrong.

But soon, they knew what "annoyed" in Yun Qing's mouth meant.

With hundreds of millions of eyes staring motionlessly, Yun Qing stepped onto the podium high above step by step, raised her hand, and held the bottle of "Qingxin" in the palm of her hand.

"Feeling" is white.

Yun Qing's hand is also white.

And the moment she made this move, all the judges on the judges' seat suddenly felt a feeling of indescribing whether it was fear or nervousness, and all the nerves on their bodies became tense.

The judges who received benefits in advance even had their hearts beating wildly, and cold sweats were inexplicably oozing out of their foreheads.

The audience seemed to feel an unusual atmosphere and breathed lightly unconsciously.

Everyone stared at Yun Qing without blinking, watching the woman standing on a high place, her face and temperament seemed to have all the moonlight and starlight in this world.

Yun Qing stared at the perfume in her palm, her eyes were gentle and cold, like a goddess above the nine heavens.

Yun Qing looked at it for a while, then turned around, smiled slightly at the audience, "My wish is-"

The next second, Yun Qing raised his hand and, under the horror of everyone, threw the white perfume bottle in his hand heavily on the cold marble floor.

In the extreme silence, the sound of the precious porcelain breaking sounded at the same time, and the woman's cold and gentle blessings were also heard.

"May God bless the people and be peaceful in the prosperous times!"

With a crisp "bang", something rushed into the air from the ground under Yun Qing's feet, exploding like a thunder.

A white light flashed, and the entire capital seemed to be as bright as daylight in an instant.

At this moment, whether it was the competition site or the streets outside, countless people subconsciously closed their eyes, and when they opened their eyes and looked up, they were all stunned.

Under the dark blue sky, the stars are falling.

Large areas of crystal clear white light are falling from the night sky and sprinkling on the earth.

Many people subconsciously stretched out their hands to pick them up, and then the crystal white "stars" fell on the palm of their hands, but they broke. With the gentle blow of the night wind, they turned into crystal light spots and drifted in the air.

Then—

The wind blew.

The fragrance hits the city.

Everyone smelled a deep fragrance that penetrated the soul, like flowers but not flowers, like wood but not wood, and could not be described in any words, just felt warm...

At this moment, the whole venue was stunned, and they all looked up at the strange scene that suddenly appeared in the sky. Smelling the fragrant fragrance, they could no longer think of anything else in their minds.

Not only the people at the perfume competition, but also outside the venue, many people ran out, staring at the "meteor shower" that suddenly fell from the sky, and exclaimed in surprise.

"What's this?!"

"It smells so good! Do you smell it?!"

"I smelled it too, it smells so good! What is it smelling like?!"

"Oh my God! This is not something that came from the perfume competition site, is it? My house is seven or eight kilometers away!"

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