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Chapter 990

And when the words "Mother" with golden light flashed on the dark big screen, Mu Chuling's sneer suddenly froze on his face.

She maintained a half-turning posture, with half-cold and half-spoken expression on her face, which looked particularly funny.

She stared at the two words "mother" with her eyes tightly, as if she didn't understand what it meant.

Her perfume is called "Xindong". The name that appears on the big screen at this moment should be "Xindong". Why did she become "Mother"?

What is "mother"?!

She rolled down Mu Chuling's forehead with cold sweat. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and without thinking, she shouted at the president of the Perfume Association on the side, "You have called the wrong name! My perfume is called "Xindong", not "Mother", what the hell is "Mother"?!"

The president of the Perfume Association sneered and said without hesitation, "It was you who got it wrong. Our champion of this competition is indeed "mother". As for your "heart-willing"-"

With Mu Chuling's pale gaze, the president's eyes turned to the more than thirty bottles of perfume on the stage. "There is indeed a bottle of entries called "Xingdong" among this year's entries, but it was eliminated by all the judges at the beginning."

Mu Chuling screamed, "This is impossible!"

The president of the Perfume Association walked into the more than 30 bottles of perfume, looked carefully, took out a bottle of yellow perfume from it, handed it to Mu Chuling, and asked coldly, "This is your "heart-to-heart"!"

Mu Chuling looked at the familiar perfume label and shook her head violently. She was a little broken, "This is impossible! I protest! I don't agree! I was the previous champion, and it is impossible that I didn't even make the top ten. There must be inside information in this!"

When the audience heard Mu Chuling's words, many people were confused.

"Indeed, Mu Chuling is the last champion. No matter how she regresses, it is impossible for her to not even be able to enter the top ten, right?"

"It's simply unbelievable. Mu Chuling didn't enter the top ten. What's wrong with thinking... It's not normal..."

Even a glimmer of hope appeared in Yun Qianrou's heart.

How could the champion not be Mu Chuling?

It’s not Mu Chuling’s, is it really Yun Qing’s?

impossible!

Yun Qianrou clenched her fists, her expression extremely panicked.

If Yun Qing really wins the championship, then she...

Yun Qianrou's whole body trembled, and panic and fear appeared in her eyes, forcing herself to calm down.

She knew Yun Qing's strength level. She did know how to make fragrant, but it was impossible to surpass Mrs. Yunmiao in such a short time.

The champion is not Mu Chuling, but it must not be Yun Qing’s!

Unless someone secretly helps Yun Qing cheat, she will never be able to suddenly have the strength to surpass Mrs. Yun Miao like a divine help!

Thinking of this, Yun Qianrou immediately stood up, tried her best to suppress her panic, and said with a gentle expression, "Judges, I think there is something strange about this matter. Everyone can see my strength. There are many perfumers present, except for Miss Mu and Young Master Bo, I don't think others are qualified to surpass me and win the championship!"

As soon as Yun Qianrou spoke, she instantly attracted her fans.

After all, Mu Chuling's fans did not speak for her because she was indeed wrong first, and Yun Qianrou's runner-up, who is obvious to all, has the qualification to raise doubts about a dark horse that suddenly emerged, who stepped on her head and won the championship.

"Goddess Qianrou is right. For more than 30 years of perfumers on the scene, no one has the strength to surpass her except Mu Chuling and Bo Shao. The champion is neither Bo Shao nor Miss Mu. This makes people have to doubt the fairness and justice of this competition..."
Chapter completed!
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