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Chapter 965

And in everyone's subconscious cognition, they must belong to Yun Qianrou and Mu Chuling.

It depends on who is better at defending the champion.

All the sounds at the scene disappeared in an instant.

In the quiet space, you can only hear the sound of the heart beating "bang bang".

Countless people were on the scene or watched live broadcasts on TV. At this moment, they held their breath and stared at the huge screen without moving.

Although Yun Qianrou was already prepared, she was very nervous now.

She glanced at Mu Chuling.

Mu Chuling was also staring at her hostilely at this moment.

In the eyes of Yun Qianrou and Mu Chuling, this year's championship must be born between them. It depends on who can rank first and win the honor of being awarded the championship trophy by ghost himself.

Mu Chuling sneered, with a proud face, "Yun Qianrou, don't you think you can win me, do you?"

Yun Qianrou's tone was light, but her eyes were like a positive look. "Before the final result came out, Miss Mu would rather not be too confident."

A cold light flashed in Mu Chuling's eyes, and he suddenly approached her, threatening in a cold voice, "Don't try to get close to Mr. Ghost with me, otherwise I'll make you look good!"

Yun Qianrou clenched her fists and glanced at Yun Qing, who was not affected by the atmosphere at the scene, with a slightly blue face.

Since she sat in this position, she has been hoping to see Yun Qing’s pain, resentment and unwilling appearance.

But that little man, Yun Qing, was like taking the Dinghai Dinghai Needle, and never had any loss of compulsion until the end.

She was basically eliminated, but she still sat there coldly, her face full of interest, as if she was watching a show, which made Yun Qianrou angry.

She smiled coldly, "With Miss Mu, you are fighting with ghost and Bo Shao, isn't it Yun Qing always? I'm only interested in the championship trophy..."

Mu Chuling's eyes flashed with disdain and said in disgust, "What qualifications do you have to make me afraid of a thing that has not even entered the top ten?"

Yun Qianrou smiled meaningfully, "My sister is not that easy to give up. Miss Mu, you should be careful. Don't capsize your boat in the gutter and fall into her hands."

"You said she would beat me and win the championship?" Mu Chuling seemed to hear some huge joke, and there was anger of offense on her face. She said viciously, "Yun Qianrou, are you afraid of being beaten by her and your mind is broken?"

Yun Qianrou was choked up by the quarrel, but she couldn't find any words to refute.

Mu Chuling was no matter how he was the champion, and he was extremely strong. If the bottle of yellow perfume was not hers, it would be like she didn't even enter the top ten.

This situation is like a fantasy and is 100% impossible to happen.

Compared to Mu Chuling's excellence, Yun Qing's so-called strength is more like a joke.

"I just kindly reminded Miss Mu, be careful of her."

Mu Chuling looked at Yun Qianrou coldly, "Yun Qianrou, be obedient to me. Whether it is the champion or ghost, it is mine. No one can compete with me!"

Yun Qianrou smiled unmovedly, her eyes showing sharpness, "Then let's wait and see."

The two women faced each other in a tit-for-tat neutral, under the platform, the lights changed.

After the light cyan light went out, it slowly lit up again.

On the big screen that occupied everyone's vision, the picture that everyone was most looking forward to in this perfume competition finally appeared.

only--

After a moment of extreme silence, everyone stared at the people who were waiting for the final result on the screen, vibrated collectively, opened their eyes wide and became furious.
Chapter completed!
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