Chapter 677

Xu Lu laughed and said, "This is the human heart. It's quite funny to me. I'm really crazy, wasting time with you people."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out.

After she left, someone sneered, "A dog-licking traitor who still claims to be noble!"

"that is……"

…

Qiao Qing had no idea that she was being fucked again after she left.

After lunch, Jun Yexuan, Qi Yusen and others returned to the site of the fragrance competition.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but almost everyone in the venue was looking at her meaningfully, but they didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Jun Yexuan and Qi Yusen both narrowed their eyes, and began to feel cold again.

Qiao Qing didn't think anything was wrong, and walked straight to the rest area with an indifferent expression.

Although most people were eliminated in one round of competition, there were basically no fewer people in the hall than in the morning.

It can be seen that most of the people saw "Qiao Qing was embarrassed in the second round".

At 1:30 in the afternoon, the host and a group of judges appeared at the front desk on time.

"Fellow perfumers, you have been waiting for a long time. After a round of selection in the morning, we have a total of fifty perfumers who have been promoted.

Next is the second and final round of our fragrance competition. This is an individual game.

Each perfumer who has advanced is asked to come forward and draw lots. Just like in the morning round, the lottery numbers drawn will determine the order in which you will participate. "

After she finished speaking, all the perfumers walked towards the man holding the bucket.

Qiao Qing was about to get up when she was held down by Jun Yexuan, who kicked Mu Jingheng, "What are you doing here?? To draw lots."

Mu Jingheng: "..."

He didn't know why he was hit by this sudden attack, but he didn't say anything. He took back his cell phone, punched his trouser legs, and stepped forward.

When the lot came back, Mu Jingheng smiled and looked at Qiao Qing, "You don't have to worry, Qingqing. The last one is you, No. 50."

Qiao Qing: "..."

So, why should she worry?

At this time, the host's voice came from the stage again.

“One round of competition is basically a one-on-one model, that is, a perfumer’s work is only scored by one judge to decide whether to advance.

But in the second round of the competition, a perfumer's work will be smelled by 13 judges and scored by 13 judges.

Okay, now that the perfumers have finished drawing lots, now please ask the perfumer who drew No. 1 to come forward with your perfume and accept the judgement. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a perfumer stood up and walked towards a row of judges.

Jun Yexuan looked at Qiao Qing, patted his shoulder and said, "Do you want to sleep now? I'm still far away from calling you."

Qiao Qing nodded upon hearing this, rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes.

For some reason, she felt a little tired.

Seeing Qiao Qing sleeping, all the nervous perfumers showed disdain on their faces. They must have become desperate and resigned to their fate, right?

As time passed by, the perfumers who took their turn came forward to show off their works.

Most of the judges and teachers were very secretive.

Some even looked tired and a little drowsy.

Qiao Qing was awakened by the commotion at the scene. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xu Pingting coming forward with the perfume she had made.

Seeing Xu Pingting, all the casual judges and teachers suddenly had smiles on their faces.

Only Zhang Heng, who was sitting in the center, had a calm expression on his face.

After all, he has smelled top-quality perfumes, but Xu Pingting's perfume is not enough for him.