Bab 38: Innate Talent
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The emcee announced the start of the competition.
Song Ying confidently pointed at the row of perfumes in front of the stage. "You go first. Don't say that I bullied you."
He Miao was undaunted. She walked down the stage expressionlessly, picked up the first bottle of perfume, and gently sprayed it on the fragrance test paper. "The first spice is lemon, orange, and freesia."
On the stage, Song Ying's expression changed.
He Miao did not stop. She continued to sniff the second bottle of perfume. "The mixture is an aldehyde, wet grass, and jasmine."
The audience began to discuss in low voices. "This girl is amazing. She can identify every scent in detail."
"Who is she? Does anyone know her?" The few people who were whispering to each other subconsciously looked at Jing Yan on the other side. Judging from his clothes, they knew that he had an extraordinary background, so they all kept quiet for fear of offending someone they should not.
He Miao picked up the third bottle of perfume, but Song Ying suddenly interrupted her, "That's enough, it's my turn now. Let's each have two bottles, it'll be fair."
"Alright." He Miao did not have any objections. She did not care how she competed.
Song Ying glared at her fiercely. She picked up the perfume and sniffed it casually. "Lemons, oranges, bergamot."
She picked up the last bottle of perfume and sniffed it casually. "Sicily tangerine, orange, and neroli oil. This perfume is very suitable for single, young, and romantic women. It combines gentleness, femininity, demureness, and honesty. The girls in the audience should add flowers to your brocade when they use this perfume."
"Thank you for your recommendation, my goddess!" Song Ying's fans were so excited that they were dancing with joy. They looked at He Miao with disdain. It was already a great honor for their goddess to be able to compete with her on the same stage. Did she really fantasize that she could win against their goddess?
"Okay." the emcee was very satisfied with the current effect. Seeing that the scene was getting more and more lively, he quickly struck while the iron was hot and started an interview with Song Ying through the microphone. "Miss Song Ying, how do you usually learn how to make perfume? I'm sure many of your fans and friends would like to know more about it. Is it convenient for you to tell us?"
Song Ying nodded graciously and talked about some skills she had learned on a daily basis. The audience below the stage listened with great interest and unconsciously left He Miao to the side.
He Miao, on the other hand, did not mind such a scene. She smiled and looked at Tian Tian and Li Luo, who were waving at her from below the stage, her eyes filled with gentleness.
Her line of sight moved up slightly. Jing Yan was staring at her with a pair of deep eyes. His eyes were so hot that she looked away instantly, not daring to look further.
How did this happen? Did Jing Yan like her?
Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the perfume in the middle was already starting to fade.
This time, Song Ying did not let her have her way. She picked up the fragrance testing paper first, her red lips slightly parted, and she was full of confidence. "This one is lilac, fennel, and lavender."
"The goddess is indeed the goddess! It's only been such a short time, and the perfume has partially faded, yet you can already smell in such detail!" The audience had already begun to go wild, and their eyes were burning as they looked at Song Ying.
Song Ying smiled smugly at He Miao and casually picked up another fragrance testing paper. "Peonies and roses. This design is indeed very suitable for little fairies."
As she spoke, she playfully winked at the female fans below the stage, which made them like her even more.
"It's your turn," Song Ying raised her eyebrows and looked at He Miao, who was standing at the side with nothing to do. She really did not know how this person could still be so calm. However, it did not matter. When she lost later, she would know how big the gap between her and her was.
He Miao did not even look at her. He walked to the front of the stage with his eyes lowered and picked up one of the fragrance test papers. "The middle tone is orange, white, jasmine, and iris."
"She can smell so much!" Some people in the audience began to exclaim, and some even boldly asked, "She's talking nonsense! Host, please check the answer."
The emcee awkwardly consoled the audience. "Miss He Miao here gave the correct answer. Everyone, please calm down."
He Miao ignored the people below the stage and picked up another fragrance test paper. "The middle tones are rose, orchid, and irises."
It was concise and comprehensive, the description was very accurate.
The crowd below the stage started to get restless. "Can she really smell that much?"
"Why are you panicking?" One of Song Ying's female fans said sarcastically, "The middle part is not that difficult. The last perfumes is where the main event begins. Just wait and see how my goddess will beat her!"
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