Yan Qing's words were very loud.
Many contestants heard this and cast questioning glances at Shen Shen Xi.
Being in other places, they know how difficult today's preliminary competition is.
This woman was able to get everything right in such a short period of time. The more I thought about it, the more I felt there was something fishy about it.
There was quite a commotion in the audience.
I saw so many wonderful reversals today, and the value of the tickets has returned.
Norris's eyes were like calm blue lake water, and his tendency could not be seen.
He remained neutral and said: "Nothing can be determined now, so let's ask the teacher to make the decision."
Everyone's eyes fell on the chief judge.
Clark sat upright, half-squinting his eyes, and looked at Shen Shenxi.
After a moment of silence, he stood up and said, "Please contestant No. F166 follow me."
He walked into the judges lounge.
It was empty and the leather sofas were comfy and soft.
After Clark sat down, Meditation Creek also came in.
She closed the door and when there was no one around, she took off her mask to show her respect.
Clark couldn't hide his astonishment when he saw her appearance under the mask.
"What a beautiful lady. I wonder why you hide your face?"
Clark was puzzled.
Any girl who looks so beautiful would definitely want to let the whole world see her face.
Shen Shenxi smiled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Clark, I just like to keep a low profile."
When she spoke, her voice was as soft as a stream, her tone was natural and fluent, and her accent was authentic.
Clark admired her even more.
It was a real pleasure to chat with her.
Clark asked with a smile on his face:
"What is your real name?"
"My name is Shen Shenxi."
"Miss Shen, can you smell what this spice is?"
Clark took out a small, delicate box from his pocket.
Open it, and there is an ordinary piece of wood inside.
Shen Shenxi took it, smelled it, and replied without thinking: "This is Jialan wood."
"Jialan wood?" Clark showed a slightly surprised expression, and he also took the box and smelled it.
After a few seconds, he put it down with some disappointment, "What a pity..."
Shen Shenxi Congshan Ruliu said: "Jialan wood is the most precious treasure among incense. I heard that it is rare now."
"Yes." Clark put the box away like a treasure and wrapped it in several layers of cloth. "It turns out it's Jialan wood. It turns out it's Jialan wood."
He giggled a few times, happy that he had found the almost lost spice.
Shen Shenxi: ...You don’t even know what it is, so you come to ask me?
Clark seemed to understand what Shen Shenxi was thinking. He sat upright and said:
"Miss Shen, I believe you did not cheat, but you need to provide evidence to convince others."
"I know."
Shen Shenxi lowered his eyes and took out a seal from his pocket.
"Can this be proven?"
Clark looked curiously and raised his eyelids in surprise.
"So, you are Yu Shui?"
In fact, although "Letter from Spring" became a hit among celebrities, Clark still looked at Yu Shui like a legendary master looking at a rising newcomer.
It's just that he is particularly optimistic and appreciative of this newcomer.
"The 'Spring Letter' you prepared is really surprising." Clark has also studied this.
Mainly because his daughter liked it very much and begged him to get two bottles back.
This is the first time that a perfume master like Clark, who stands at the top of the pyramid, has used connections to get two bottles of someone else's perfume.
Clark wondered why his daughter was so obsessed with 'Letters from Spring', even more so than the perfume he specially prepared for her.
At first I thought it was marketing.
Later, he pondered over the 'Letter from Spring' for several days, only to realize that the perfume used all ordinary raw materials, but the extraction and blending techniques were unique.
There were two steps that he couldn't figure out.
And he also discovered that this Yu Shui was indeed the most talented perfumer he had ever seen.
And he knows the true meaning of fragrance.
Her 'Spring Letters' are specially designed for young girls.
Others may smell it just average.
But young girls will go crazy for it, as if a cat has snorted catnip.
The more Clark learned, the more incredible it became.
He looked at Shen Shenxi in front of him. She was so beautiful and had an outstanding temperament, which made him feel even more magical.
Shen Shenxi put on the mask again and spoke with a smile.
"Mr. Clark, I have told you my secret. I hope you will keep it secret for me."
Clark still didn't understand.
"Why can't it be made public? If you use Yu Shui's identity when you sign up, you can enter Group A directly."
"I came here for the bonus, not for fame."
If Yu Shui appeared and his figure was so similar to her, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.
Clark was amused by Sitting Creek's straightforwardness.
His beard twitched, he leaned back and laughed.
Suddenly, he had enough laughter and said with a serious expression:
"Okay Miss Shen, I will keep it a secret for you, so let me tell you a secret too."
"I lost my sense of smell because of an accident."
Clark seemed to say this calmly and openly, but in fact, the darkness in his eyes could not be concealed.
For a master perfumer, his sense of smell is his life.
The conversation took a turn for the worse, causing the atmosphere in the room to become silent.
Shen Shenxi said softly, "It's okay, it will be fine in the future."
Clark thought Shen Shenxi was just comforting him.
He saw so many famous doctors and they all said that his sense of smell was irreversible.
He has no future.
Clark sighed with relief, "It turns out it feels good to tell the secret."
"We have a common secret and we will keep it well for each other." Shen Shenxi curled her lips.
"Yes." Clark nodded, "Okay, let's go out. We've been waiting outside for a long time. When the game is over, come to my house as a guest. I still have a lot to say to you."
In just a short period of time, Clark felt that it was too late to meet Shen Shenxi.
"Okay." Shen Shenxi agreed. She walked to the door with a smile and opened it.
The next second, her smile froze.
Shen Tumo stood in front of him against the light, with an inexplicable meaning in his dark eyes.
His voice was deep and cold.
"Sitting Creek."
Not a question.
Through the mask, he was calling her name with determination.
