There was a slight boo from the audience, apparently frustrated with the host's evasive performance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It's just that our host Mr. doesn't have the energy to worry about these anymore, he knows that if he changes this group of people, I'm afraid he won't be able to say half a word at this moment, and he can only get back the hearts of these audience masters by hyping up the "great achievements" of other contestants.

So, with a loud shout, Mr. Wilmot, who had been waiting in the preparation area for a long time, did not know what was happening outside, straightened his sleeves and walked out proudly.

It was a thin young man with long gray hair, whose face was extremely pale and morbidly pale from the perennial pharmacy laboratory, and if it was swollen a little, it would be like a dead body fished out of a river. He was draped in a wide cyan robe, and when he walked, the breeze in the hall faintly exposed the bony feeling of his body, and at a glance it almost looked like a moving skeleton draped in robes, which frightened the aristocratic ladies who had not seen clearly for a while.

The skeleton climbed up to the high platform of the hall step by step amid the chanting of the attentive people, and stood a full three positions away from Ian, bowing to the surrounding stands with great grace. At this moment, the host felt that his originally numb tongue suddenly regained consciousness, and a bright smile suddenly bloomed on his originally stiff face, and praise words such as handsome, excellent, noble, etc. poured out, so that many girls in the stands looked sideways and were deeply puzzled by the middle-aged man's unusual aesthetic concept.

Of course, Mr. Wilmot, who was intoxicated with the cheers, was extremely fortunate not to feel these strangeness, and when he finished his salute, he glanced triumphantly at Ian, who was not far away, and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Joker, are you ready to please us?"

Ian let out a silent sigh in his heart, and he wanted to try his newly mastered ability again, but as soon as the thought of this arose, he forced it down. He knew that there was no point in the verbal dispute at the moment, and that he should defeat the arrogant in the face of the arrogant on the other side, so he closed his eyes again and remained silent.

"Oh, coward, I'll appreciate your despair when the time comes. Seeing that Ian ignored him, Bone Frame suddenly sneered at his "cowardly" performance. In order to maintain the demeanor of a noble man, he turned his head disdainfully, and was equally quiet.

The host's wonderful verbal performance continued, and the contestants took the stage one after another. Although this potion competition is held between apprentices, it is also a national event in the pharmacy world. Therefore, most of the actual contestants are those masters and rising stars, even if Ian, an alternative with a "shady curtain", is counted, there are only about 30 people standing on the stage in the end.

Among these thirty or so geniuses, there are many handsome and extraordinary, but when everyone stood in a row, in the eyes of countless aristocratic ladies in the stands, Ian's existence suddenly "stood out from the crowd".

It's not because he's more handsome than everyone else, or because everyone else deliberately distances himself from him, but because his appearance creates a huge psychological deficit in the eyes of these girls.

Most of them still have an impression of the criminals in the description of the elders in the family, and even if others say that the rumored handsome teenager is a handsome young man, they will make a huge discount in their imagination. However, Ian's appearance and temperament seemed to greatly exceed their original psychological expectations, and these lovely young ladies were in the period of rebellion, and in their opinion, the so-called "forbidden love affair between the nobles and the guilty people" simply exuded the unique sweet smell of apples, and had a great temptation that could not be resisted. So in addition to the surprise, the impression of this gossip boy was naturally unusually high.

The eyes of the inquisitive ladies radiated a burning gaze, and even Ian felt a slight tingling in his skin. He slowly opened his eyes and looked back in surprise at the most burning gaze, but what he did not expect was that when he met the eyes of this noble lady whose "heart" was not very good, the girl suddenly let out an exclamation, covered her chest with her hands, and fainted on her back......

It almost made the corners of his mouth twitch.

Miss Orivia, who was in the stands, also noticed this funny scene, she burst out laughing, and gave Miss Knight beside her an inexplicable look, and then she clutched her stomach very unfiguratively, and lay on the railing and laughed so hard that she could no longer straighten her waist.

The host on the high stage obviously didn't bother to pay attention to such an episode, in fact, he was actually nervous and excited at the moment. Because soon he will introduce the other protagonist of this game, a mysterious guest hidden behind the curtain of the main judge.

"The Rose That Doesn't Withere".

There are only three pharmacy masters in the empire.

The real questioner and judge of this event.

He shuddered at the thought of this legendary figure of supreme prestige in the field of pharmacy hidden behind him.

"Distinguished ladies and gentlemen. ”

He straightened his back and held his head high so that he could make his loudest voice.

"I would like to introduce you to an incomparable figure. ”

"I'm sure some of you have heard some of the rumors, but I'm still going to tell you about the real questioners and judges of this event. ”

"He is the most genius pharmacist in the Empire, the leader of the revolution in the Empire's pharmacy, the master inventor who created nearly twenty new potions, and one of the only three potions in the Empire. ”

"Rejoice, gentlemen. You're going to meet a legend!"

"Rejoice, ladies. Twenty years ago, the most handsome man in the empire was in this room!"

"Rejoice, pharmacists. The 'Rose That Never Fades' is behind me right now!"

He jerked sideways, stretched out his right hand, and shouted, "Let us welcome Master Bruns Campbell with supreme warmth!"

The curtain suddenly opened, and in the tsunami-like exclamation and scorching sight, a handsome and elegant middle-aged man was smiling. He has long brown hair that is neat and soft, gray eyes that are quiet and full of vicissitudes, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth is so charming, with all the pride of a young man and the maturity of a middle-aged man.

Countless pharmacists and apothecary apprentices in the hall shouted pilgrimage-like frenzy, while the ladies and ladies in the stands began to scream without restraint. The man stepped forward like a king with his arms outstretched, conquering most of the men and almost all the women in the room just by smiling.

As one of the few women in the stands who were not conquered by this charm, Orivia and Martina were already dumbfounded. The innocent and kind Miss Knight opened her mouth slightly, almost unable to believe her eyes. Because if she thinks correctly, then at this time an extremely ridiculous farce or an extremely despicable deception is being played out in front of her.

Thinking of this, she reluctantly turned her slightly stiff neck, and asked as if she were talking in a dream.

"That's ...... Mr. Harris?"

Our Miss Olivia, did not give any answer to this question. She just shifted her gaze back and forth between Ian and Harris a few times, and then, bruising her teeth, squeezed out a word.

"It's so shameless!"