Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   What does Chapter 736 mean?

  Michelle sneered, "Rosanna, someone else can buy it once or twice if you use it too much, but if you use it too much, there will always be flaws. You belittle others and exalt yourself. Do you not bother to play this kind of pediatric trick?"

   "Senior sister said that I belittled you? How could that be? Isn't that true? Your ranking this time was already after me!"

"you……"

  Michelle paused, but Shen Qianrou calmly held her back and continued to step up the steps.

   "Rosanna, do you think that you have won the championship and that your fame is above me, so you finally stopped pretending?"

   Now that the two of them have stepped on the high platform, Shen Qianrou pulled her hand back, distanced herself from Michelle, and said disdainfully:

   "Since Senior Sister thinks of me like this, then I have nothing to say. If Senior Sister finds it hard to be under me, I don't mind keeping a distance from Senior Sister."

  Michelle was going to be mad at Shen Qianrou's shameless energy. When she was nothing, how many gentlemen and ladies did she make with her popularity? Now that he has become famous, he is in a hurry to distance himself from her!

   This kind of ungrateful behavior of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is simply hateful.

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

   Shen Qianrou sneered, "We'll see."

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

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

   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 evoked a sarcastic arc.

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

The obvious distance    made everyone in the audience feel embarrassed.

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

   What does she mean?

   The host also stepped forward to help adjust the position at this time, "Miss, can you stand at 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 getting infected."

  “…”

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

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

   The source of this filthy air turned out to be standing on the person in the middle.

   Shen Qianrou's face was instantly ashen with anger.

   turned his head and glared at Michelle fiercely. Hearing a low-pitched laughter from the audience, Shen Qianrou's face turned blue and white, and a silver tooth was about to shatter!

   The host had an embarrassed look on his face, and it seemed that he couldn't convince the others, so he could only continue with the next session.

   "The following is the world-renowned perfumer Sunnyford Senior to announce and present the winner of the third runner-up of the XX International Fragrance Competition!"

   In the applause, Sunnyvale came to the stage, and after a respectful speech, he officially announced:

   "The third runner-up of the XX International Fragrance Competition, "Eternity", congratulations to Miss Michelle!"

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

  The third runner-up?

  Third place?

Why? !

   Was the second place before? !

  Is it…

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

When    retracted his gaze, he saw that Shen Qianrou turned to look at her with gloating and contempt in her eyes.

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

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

After   , it is the runner-up award.

   "Okay, next, the vice president of Athua, the organizer of the International Fragrance Contest, will announce and present the runner-up for us."

  …

   "I announce that the runner-up work of the XX International Fragrance Competition is "Zhao Xue", congratulations to Miss Rosanna!"

  “…”

  “…”

  “…”

   The applause of the audience was sparse and pitiful.

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

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

"Ah……"

   Michelle's sarcastic laughter was more like a knife, piercing Shen Qianrou's heart fiercely.

   She took off the mask from her face, turned her head in disbelief, and looked at the vice president of Athua, who was walking towards her with the trophy, biting her lip, looking like she was resisting.

   Jiang Rongrong and Su Heng's faces were also extremely ugly. Why did they become the second place when they were the champions they had vowed to do?

   "Congratulations, Rosanna!"

   Vice President Athua said to her with a smile, Shen Qianrou bit her lip, looking at the trophy in front of her with a complicated expression.

   However, the world runner-up...

   should make sense...

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

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

   However, just when her hand was just 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 fluttered, curled up in the air,

   Vice President Athua frowned and looked at the person who came.

   is the champion who should be standing next to him.

   he asked in French displeasedly: "Why did you do this?"

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

"why?"

   "Because it doesn't belong to her, and the woman in front of me has no right to own it!"

  The audience was silent, and the championship could not be won. Does this mean that you are not even qualified for the runner-up?

  Shen Qianrou's body trembled softly.

   "Why exactly?"

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

  “!!!”

   The vice president of Athua frowned instantly, and his face was full of anger!

"What did you say?!"

  Shen Fanxing took a deep breath, glanced down the stage, and then nodded somewhere.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a staff member with a serious look holding a document and ran quickly towards the stage to the vice president of Athua. I don't know what to say in a low voice, and I saw Athua's face. Anger is deeper!

   "Have you verified it?"

The    staff nodded, "It's the same. But the vice president..."

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

   "Just received an order from Princess Matilda..."

  Athua listened to the staff's words, but his face 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 immediately asked.

   Vice President Athua had a cold expression on his face, "Sorry, this award cannot be awarded to you!"

   (end of this chapter)