The corner of the square belongs to the sub-field of Group F. The figure is slender and graceful, with outstanding temperament. It looks familiar.
Anyone who has seen Shensi Creek will find it unforgettable.
So even though Shen Turong didn't meet Shen Shenxi often, he still subconsciously called out the word "sister-in-law."
However, her voice was drowned in the sound wave of the scene.
Waiting until far away, Shen Shenxi turned around.
Shen Turong relaxed his back again in disappointment.
"It doesn't seem like I'm sister-in-law."
Shen Turong had very good eyesight, and she could see the other person's face clearly.
Even though he was wearing a mask, only his eyes were exposed.
But it is very different from Shen Sixi.
Shen Turong couldn't explain why, she wanted to look at it again.
But soon, there was movement in the main arena over there.
Shen Turong was immediately attracted and stopped caring about this matter.
No matter how much I think about it, it is impossible for my sister-in-law to participate in this perfumer competition.
Shen Tu Rong looked towards the main arena with expectant eyes.
"I don't know if Master Yu Shui is here."
Shen Tumo still didn't respond.
His attention was not drawn elsewhere.
He was still staring at the figure in the far corner, his eyebrows slightly frowning without trace.
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Shen Shenxi knew that Shen Turong had brought Shen Tumo here today.
Shen Turong is simple and easy to deceive.
But Shen Tumo is a fox who hides deeply. She specially put on makeup for an hour as the greatest "respect" for him.
The god-level makeup technique, also known as the head-changing technique, that was once honed in a small world, now plays an important role.
Just slightly change the eye makeup and eyebrow shape, change the width of the forehead and the curvature of the temples, and then cover the lower half of the face.
Even if they are similar in body shape, others will definitely think they are completely different.
Shen Shenxi could feel Shen Tumo's gaze from far away.
She didn't look over there.
The corners of his lips hidden under the mask curled up.
He could stare at her for as long as he wanted, unless he took off her mask himself now.
Otherwise, the answer to his doubt will only become more and more obscure in his mind.
...
All the introductions before the game are finally over.
All contestants enter and stand outside the red line.
In each sub-field, there are several long tables.
The table is filled with various spices numbered from 1 to 500, neatly organized.
Each person is given a few pieces of paper and a pen.
Once the game starts, you can enter the field.
Perfumers are free to choose which spices to smell from, which spices to smell, and which spices to not smell.
Is it the pursuit of accuracy or the pursuit of faster time?
It's all game strategy.
On the main court of Group A, everyone's eyes were full of caution, and they were already thinking about what route to take when the whistle blows.
Yan Qing is among them.
Looking at Shen Sixi from a distance, Yan Qing smiled slightly disdainfully.
She seemed to be demonstrating that she could stand in the center of the main venue from the beginning.
And Shen Shenxi is just a crowded place in a remote corner.
Shen Shenxi looked away even more disdainfully than she did.
The corners of Yan Qing's mouth stiffened for a moment. She was angered by Shen Shenxi again, and she clenched her palms into fists.
Shen Shenxi shifted his gaze and found that there were also familiar people in the sub-field of Group B.
Song Yingying also participated in this competition. She was talking to herself and silently praying to God.
Beside her, Yu Chaodi was also very nervous, her big eyes looking around.
Suddenly, someone from the contestant behind asked:
"Isn't something wrong? Why does our long table have one less table than other venues?"
The proctor on the field is a priest wearing a robe.
He glanced at it and replied nonchalantly, "Because the place here is too small and can't accommodate more tables."
"Then how do we compare? Everyone else has 500 kinds of spices, but we only have more than 400 kinds."
The pastor then picked up the intercom and communicated with the other party.
He quickly turned around and said: "You have to fill in the names of all the spices within two hours. The organizer said that we will lower the difficulty for you. Otherwise, with your level in Group F, no one may be able to complete it."
It would be embarrassing if it was broadcast live in front of the whole world.
Although, there were not many spectators watching the match in Group F.
All contestants in Group F were once again blatantly discriminated against.
But everyone can only endure it.
Because they all know that after two hours, it will be almost impossible to stay here and participate in the game.
There is no need to make a fuss.
Besides, everyone knows what they are capable of, just as the organizer said.
Not to mention five hundred, even if you want to answer the more than four hundred kinds in front of you, it is quite difficult.
The most fearful thing about fill-in-the-blank questions is that you don’t know what to cover.
Just muddle along.
As the game whistle blows.
The red lines were lowered in all arenas at the same time, and contestants rushed to enter, ran to different long tables, and began to identify spices.
Group A was very interesting, with lively discussions among the audience and in the live broadcast room.
The contestants are also the Eight Immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers.
Some people smell it first, some people look at it first, and some people rub it and then listen to it.
In short, no matter what method they use, in the end it mainly depends on the nose.
"How clever your nose is is the foundation for a perfumer to move forward."
This is a famous quote from Mr. Clark.
He is watching the younger generation of perfumers shine in the competition, his gray beard twitching slightly and his lips pursed.
On the field, everyone was in a hurry.
I walked between different long tables, smelled the spices, and erased and wrote with the paper.
Some people are ecstatic, some are frowning, some are confident, and some are hesitant.
Various expressions change on the faces of the contestants.
The audience watched with gusto.
[Hahahaha, Yanyan just filled out several in one go. She is so awesome. 】
[Yes, she is beautiful and her family is so rich. She has already launched her own perfume at a young age. I can’t even imagine that she has any troubles with such a fair and beautiful woman. 】
[I still like Norris, his wife is so handsome! 】
[In front of you, it turns out you are still a bunch of naughty dogs? But to be honest, I like Norris too. 】
[Who can not love Norris? Seeing his face, I am willing to pay for whatever perfume he mixes! 】
[Don’t let others misunderstand Norris’ strength! He is Mr. Clark's close disciple and the favorite to win this time. 】
【......】
Everyone is discussing it with great interest.
Suddenly, a rapid ringing sound came from the arena.
This was pressed after someone submitted an answer sheet.
Everyone was stunned. When they looked at the time, it had only been forty minutes and someone had already finished answering? ? ?
Everyone searched for the source of the sound, and finally located it in the Group F sub-field.
A beautiful and slender figure stood on the submission desk.
The priest had handed her test paper to the scorer for counting.
People showed understanding.
Some people looked away disdainfully, not bothering to pay attention.
Some people also made some casual jokes.
[This is definitely something you can’t answer, and you’re just filling it out blindly because you’re giving up on yourself. 】
[For Group F, you don’t need to think about it to know that the accuracy rate will be much lower. 】
[The young lady seems to be very pretty. Did you hand in the paper first on purpose to catch your eye? 】
[It’s very possible, I want to say right now, in five minutes, I want to know all the information about this girl! 】
Just when everyone was joking.
The scorer raised his shocked eyes and announced——
"No. F166, 432 correct answers." She swallowed before continuing.
"The accuracy is 100%, and the time taken is 36 minutes."
The whole place fell silent.
All eyes were focused on Shen Sixi again.
How many? ? ? ?
Did you hear that right? ? ? ? ?
