Because of jealousy and resentment, He Qing and the other two forgot this, watching their colleagues being bullied and framed, unmoved and gloating.

In particular, Tang Jinse had already made public statements that Yun Qing was the little ancestor held by the Emperor, and no one could give her any grievances.

These three people were so fascinated by the recent overwhelming compliments and admiration that they forgot for a moment. Yun Qing was not the one they were qualified to dislike.

***

On the field, many perfumers were busy.

This group of people is one of the top young perfumers in China. Except for Yun Qianrou, a fake guy mixed with water, everyone else has climbed to this position with absolute real strength.

No one knows how to make perfume better than them.

Especially this year, it is really not an exaggeration to gather famous champions and runner-ups in previous sessions, and it is called "the war of the gods" by netizens.

Therefore, the audience was so feasted on their eyes.

If it weren't for the ghost god who was in charge, and the incense was taboo to make noise, the screams and cheers at the scene would probably overturn the roof of the art museum.

The older generation of perfumers sat in their seats and were even more happy to see it and discussed a few words from time to time.

"The character and determination of the young master of the Bo family should be the best in his youth!"

"The young lady of the Yun family, although her skills are not very impressive, the fragrance recipe she has learned is unmatched among the younger generation!"

"That girl from the Mu family has a bad temper, but her incense is the best..."

And just in the gap between the comments from the older generation of perfumers, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, look, that little girl..."

“Which?”

The person who spoke seemed to have a breath, "The most pretty girl, that technique... is simply!"

After hearing this, the old seniors immediately went to find the most beautiful one among the more than 30 perfumers on the scene.

These are the old masters of perfumers, but most of their life has devoted themselves to this industry, so they don’t care much about conspiracy, tricks, scandals, etc.

They can't think so much about it either.

Yun Qingrong is outstanding in appearance, and among the vast majority of female perfumers on the scene, she can be said to be a standout for the crowd.

If you want to find the best one among the crowd, she will definitely be the ones everyone sees at first.

The attention of a group of old seniors was concentrated on Yun Qing's hands, and several of them were lit up in front of them, and they couldn't help but make a stunning sucking sound.

"What a good guy! It's hidden!

"This level of precision... I will definitely not be able to eat it without ten or twenty years of foundation!"

"Just pressing on this technique, the incense you make will definitely not be bad!"

"Another genius came to this year's perfume competition!"

The older generation was fascinated by the view.

As for the audience, some people soon noticed Yun Qing's incense making technique.

Even if someone is prejudiced to Yun Qing, he cannot deny the charm of her hands.

The snow-white and beautiful fingers and skillful perfume skills make people reluctant to blink.

One pass is spread to ten times, and soon most people on the scene were attracted by Yun Qing's hands.

"Oh my God! The little sister's hands are really beautiful! How could she have such a beautiful hand... the legendary comic hand!"

"The benefits of manual control are here, hurry up and record them!"
Chapter completed!