Chapter 840
"Welcome Mr. ghost as the chief judge of this year, and he will personally present the awards to this year's champion!"
The host's excited and excited words were like a heavy mountain pressing down on its head, which stunned everyone on the scene.
At this moment, everyone was shocked in front of the stage and behind the scenes, including the judges on the seats.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction the host looked, as if they saw a high-rise existence at the top of the pyramid.
The more than thirty perfumers at the scene stood up directly from their seats and took a few steps forward with rapid breathing.
Even Bo Chihan, who had not been moving at all, raised his eyelids in shock and looked in that direction.
Except Yun Qing.
Yun Qing looked at the second floor, but it was empty and there was nothing.
She raised her eyebrows.
"ghost is the "god" in the perfume industry," Bo Chihan's voice came from beside her. Perhaps seeing her eyes were confused, she explained to her, "Three years ago, he came out of nowhere and kicked your sister down from the position of international competition champion."
If ghost's "God Slander" is willing to come out, where is her Yun Qianrou still there?
Yun Qing's eyes lit up, and she felt a sense of affection for the ghost she had never met.
After all, kicking Yun Qianrou from the position of champion is equivalent to indirectly helping Yun Qing.
Yun Qing licked his lips, looked at the direction of the second floor, and suddenly there was a strong desire for victory and defeat in his eyes, "Angelics are good, devils eat evil, sentient beings admire strong, that gentleman ghost, who can win the favor of so many people alone must be the strongest existence in the perfume industry."
Bo Chihan looked at her in a little surprised.
After the audience came back from their shock, a wave of ghosts and wolves burst into tears and howls suddenly broke out in the scene.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"Oh my God! I was just saying that this year is a "war of gods". Unexpectedly, the real "god" will come in a blink of an eye, and I will go crazy!"
""God slander", our Majesty, welcome your visit..."
If the audience was excited and extremely excited, the perfumers who were present were flattered.
Yun Qianrou, Mu Chuling, and Xu Mei looked at each other, and saw a strong excitement and defense in the other's eyes.
There is one champion every year.
But there is probably only one champion who can be awarded by "God" himself.
As everyone was looking forward to the audience, a figure finally appeared in the hall of honor on the pure black background on the second floor.
The man only had one back, but no one in the entire perfume industry didn't know this back.
Yun Qing was stunned when she saw the slender and tall figure.
Why is this back a little familiar?
The man in black walked slowly with tens of thousands of eyes watching fiercely and eagerly.
In his slender and white hands, he was holding a golden trophy. The swaying of his wide windbreaker was raised by the wind blowing in from the window, and it was stirred and fluttered behind him.
He walked to the throne and placed the championship trophy in his hand solemnly on the precious velvet.
At that moment, the atmosphere on the scene was completely boiling.
"Your Majesty, please turn back!"
"Wuwuwu, you only left one back three years ago, which made us think like crazy for so long. This year, I became a judge. We should satisfy our curiosity..."
"Aoaoaoaoao! If you don't look back, I will "get in love with others", meow, I'm angry..."
Yun Qing was a little dizzy by the sudden burst of screams, and she rubbed her ears.
The popularity of this ghost is so high that no one can reach.
Even in the entertainment industry, there is probably no male star with such terrible popularity.
As soon as he arrived, so many fans at the scene instantly threw their original idol out of the sky.
They are all beautiful dogs!
Chapter completed!