Hearing the speech, all the students in class 7 wilted. Yin Lechi said, "Miss Tan, maybe our class should forget it. The strength is not allowed!"

The last person in their class was Shen wanting. As a result, she was crushed by other people's strength and didn't even get a ranking.

That time, class seven was really disgraced and lost home.

Tan Yizhen cleared her throat and said, "the result is not important. What matters is this enthusiasm."

Yin Lechi lay on the table and sighed, "everyone knows that Lin MengYue of class 3 won the third place last time. This time she will definitely participate in the competition. We'd better not go to join the fun. What should we do?"

Xie Yanran turned her head and stared at him, "hetui, why do you grow that little white lotus and destroy your prestige? It's already wilting before the game starts!"

Yin Lechi blackened his face and said, "but I'm telling the truth. If there hadn't been the mysterious flavorer a year ago, Lin MengYue would have been the champion. If the mysterious flavorer didn't appear this time, Lin MengYue would have laughed at us!"

Xie Yanran was gnashing her teeth in anger. Just when she wanted to say something, Wen Jiuqing suddenly stood up with a faint look, "I'll go."

Xie Yanran was stunned when she heard the speech and looked at Wen Jiuqing. "Ah Jiu, you're not kidding. It's an international spice competition. It's embarrassing if it's wrong!"

Her ah Jiu is not stupid?!

Is it because she heard them say that Lin MengYue will also participate in the competition this time, so she wants to go, and then go to make a trip for Lin MengYue?!

If so, there can be ah!!!

The students also began to agree, "yes, ah Jiu, don't think about it."

"Ah Jiu ah Jiu, you have a month to think clearly. It's not too late to make a decision!"

Yin Lechi touched his head and said, "sister-in-law... Ah Jiu, aren't you kidding?"

Wen Jiuqing raised his eyebrows slightly. "Do you think I'm kidding?"

To tell the truth, she really didn't have the leisure to joke with them.

Xie Yanran said seriously, "ah Jiu, if you want to deal with Lin MengYue, there are many ways. There's no need to do this. Besides, you can beat Lin MengYue in the international flavor mixing competition. Unless it's the mysterious flavor maker 'sake' a year ago, Lin MengYue will always be the third runner up."

She said well, a year ago, the mysterious perfumer named "sake" made a bottle of perfume called "fire girl", which shocked all the judges present.

They shocked people in the world to make such wonderful and magical perfume!

Later, at the award ceremony, "sake" didn't show up. A man came and took the trophy for her.

Not long ago, one of the judges also sent a microblog, probably in the hope of participating in the "sake" meeting of the international spice competition.

Because the feeling brought by "fire girl" is still fresh in his memory, he misses the feeling brought by "fire girl" and expects "sake" to produce better works

No one knows the true face of "sake", but the judge guessed that "sake" should be for women, and she has a painful past.

Otherwise, the feeling brought to him by "fire girl" can't be so depressed

Wen Jiuqing was not in much mood. He put his hand in his trouser pocket and looked a little lazy. "If I said, I would be 'sake'?"