Chapter 736 What Do You Mean?

Michelle sneered, "Rosanna, people can still buy you a scheming once or twice, but if you use it too much, there will always be flaws. You belittle others and praise yourself, this kind of childish tricks, don't you bother?"

"Senior Sister said I belittled you? How could that be? Isn't that true? Your ranking this time is already behind me!"

"you……"

Michelle paused, but was held by Shen Qianrou calmly and continued to walk up the steps.

"Rosanna, you think you have won the championship and your fame is higher than mine, so you finally stopped pretending, don't you?"

At this moment, the two of them had already stepped onto the high platform, Shen Qianrou pulled back her hand, distanced herself from Michelle, and said disdainfully at the same time:

"Since Senior Sister thinks of me this way, then I have nothing to say. If Senior Sister feels uncomfortable being inferior to me, I don't mind keeping a distance from Senior Sister."

Michelle was almost driven mad by Shen Qianrou's shameless attitude. When she was nothing, how many gentlemen and ladies did she make friends with her popularity? Now that she is successful and famous, she is in such a hurry to get rid of her relationship!

This kind of ungrateful behavior of crossing rivers and tearing down bridges is simply hateful.

"Rosanna, you are too arrogant, you don't know how to leave room for yourself, sooner or later you will regret it!"

Shen Qianrou sneered, "We'll wait and see."

From now on, she is the world champion, and there are many people who flatter and flatter her. Of course, she does not lack a Michelle!

Shen Qianrou stood in the center of the podium first, and Michelle stood on Shen Qianrou's right with anger.

And Shen Fanxing came to the stage from the other side. From a distance, she saw Shen Qianrou and Michelle standing consciously, and the corners of her lips under the veil slowly curled into a sarcastic arc.

Then he approached slowly and stood on Shen Qianrou's left. The distance between the two was very far.

Such an obvious distance made everyone in the audience feel embarrassed.

Shen Qianrou glanced at her sideways, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

What does she mean?

At this time, the host also stepped forward to help adjust his position, "Miss, can you stand in the center of the stage?"

Shen Fanxing shook his head, and said indifferently in fluent French:

"The air there is so dirty, I'm afraid of being infected."

"..."

This sentence doesn't sound very nice, but I don't know what it means in detail.

But then, Michelle, who was standing on Shen Qianrou's right hand, suddenly moved to the side, and everyone understood.

The source of the dirty air was the one standing in the middle.

Shen Qianrou's face was instantly livid with anger.

Turning her head and glaring at Michelle fiercely, hearing a low-pitched laughter from the audience, Shen Qianrou's face turned blue and white alternately, and her silver teeth were about to be crushed!

The host's face was full of embarrassment, and it seemed that he could not convince a few more people, so he could only continue with the next session.

"Next, I would like to invite the world-renowned perfumer Senifer to announce and award the runner-up winners of the XX International Perfume Contest!"

Amid applause, Sunnyford came to the stage, and after a respectful speech, he officially announced:

"Congratulations to Ms. Michelle, the runner-up winner of the XX International Fragrance Contest, "Eternity"!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience, but Michelle's face suddenly sank.

Runner-up?

third place?

Why? !

It was obviously the second place before? !

Could it be...

She turned her head to look at the woman in the white dress standing on the left, and bit her lower lip violently.

When she looked away, she saw Shen Qianrou turning her head to look at her, full of gloating and contempt.

Michelle was unwilling, but could only accept the trophy handed to her at the moment.

Then when she was speaking, she slowly took off the mask, forced a smile on her face, and delivered her acceptance speech.

After that, there will be the awarding of the runner-up.

"Okay, next, I would like to invite the Vice President of Yatehua, the organizer of the International Perfume Contest, to announce and award the runner-up winners for us."

...

"I announce that the runner-up work of the XX International Perfumery Contest is - "Zhaoxue". Congratulations to Ms. Rosanna!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

The applause from the audience was sparse and pathetic.

Because of what just happened, everyone knew that Rosanna was the champion of this year's fragrance competition, and now she suddenly became the runner-up?

Shen Qianrou's face turned pale for a while, and she clenched her hands tightly together!

"Ah……"

Michelle's sarcastic laughter next to her was more like a knife, stabbing Shen Qianrou's heart hard.

She took off the mask on her face, turned her head in disbelief and looked at the vice president of Yathua who was walking towards her with the trophy, biting her lip tightly, with a look of resistance.

Jiang Rongrong and Su Heng's faces were also extremely ugly. Why did the champion who had clearly sworn to be the second place?

"Congratulations, Rosanna!"

The vice president of Yatehua said to her with a smile, Shen Qianrou bit her lips, looking at the trophy in front of her with a complicated expression.

However, the world runner-up...

It should make sense...

She took a deep breath, smiled, and reached for the trophy.

Although it is only a runner-up, although it is only a runner-up, although it is only a runner-up...

However, just when her hand was about to touch the trophy, a white hand touched her one step ahead and pushed the trophy aside!

Shen Qianrou's fingers stretched forward subconsciously, and finally flew into the air, curled up in mid-air,

Vice President Yathua frowned and looked at the visitor suspiciously.

Exactly the champion who should have stood by.

He asked displeasedly in French: "Why are you doing this?"

Shen Fanxing also replied in French: "Vice President Yatehua, this trophy should not be awarded."

"why?"

"Because it doesn't belong to her, the woman in front of me is not qualified to own it either!"

The whole audience was silent, and if they couldn't win the championship, it meant they didn't even qualify for the runner-up?

Shen Qianrou trembled all over.

"Why exactly?"

"Because of her work, she is suspected of plagiarism."

"!!!"

Vice President Yatehua frowned instantly, his face full of anger!

"What did you say?!"

Shen Fanxing took a deep breath, glanced at the audience, and then nodded somewhere.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a staff member holding a document with a serious expression and ran towards the stage to the vice president of Yatehua. I didn't know what to say in a low voice, and I saw Yatehua's face The anger is deeper!

"Has it been verified?"

The staff member nodded, "It is indeed the same. But the vice president..."

He paused, glanced solemnly at Shen Fanxing who was calm and composed, and said in a low voice:

"I just received an order from Princess Matilda..."

Yathua listened attentively to the local language of the staff, but his expression changed little by little!

In the end, he took a deep look at Shen Fanxing, and finally raised his head to look at Shen Qianrou.

"Excuse me, what does this mean?" Shen Qianrou asked immediately.

There was a cold expression on the face of Vice President Yatehua, "Sorry, this award cannot be awarded to you!"