Gong Jue saw his own son becoming more and more obsessed with Gu Qiqi, and he didn't take his words seriously at all...

Take a deep breath and change the strategy: "Don't forget that it was Gu Qiqi who asked you to recognize the murderer!"

Xiao Tuanzi immediately changed his tone: "Okay, you just said, where are the people from Country S coming from?"

Gong Jue: "..." Should I take this effect? ​​I feel so shameless.

Because it was completing the task assigned by Gu Qiqi, this was different from his father's order. This time, Xiao Tuanzi carefully swept the seat of the S country team several times.

Chong Gongjue shook his head: "There is no one inside that looks the same as the one who tied me."

“What about similar ones?”

“Nothing like that at all.”

"Okay, then you'd better watch the game."

Gong Jue knew that although it was urgent to find the murderer, he could not be in a hurry. After comforting the dumplings for a while, he immersed himself in the game with him.

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At this time, the three teams in the finals have begun to be busy.

Because the topic selection is unified and all are cosmetic techniques, the same is true for the patients prepared by the organizing committee for the three teams: 20 years old, female, 1.65 meters tall, and in the second grade of university, their physical condition is almost exactly the same.

All three college girls have poor facial skin and severe allergies.

What the three representative teams need to do is facial cosmetics.

Bai Lang's team was first ready and started to take action - the reason why he was quick was because Mr. Ye, who was not present, had already prepared a key part of cosmetic surgery for him.

When he took out the items from the express box, the entire team was stunned.

"Second Young Master, is this... OK? Wouldn't it be too sarcastic?"

"Second Young Master, although the topic of this competition is beauty, it is still a surgery. How can you use the beauty salon method..."

"Second Young Master, please think twice!"

"Second Young Master, could Mr. Ye be a spy sent by the enemy and deliberately cheat us?"

Bai Lang had a very good temper and listened to everyone's complaints.

However, when he heard that someone said that Mr. Ye was a spy, his brilliant peach blossom face suddenly became cloudy, and his tone became a little cold: "Who dares to say something bad about Mr. Ye? I can't spare him!"

"Second Young Master, but..."

"But what? I don't want to participate in the competition and win the championship, get out now!"

Everyone shivered.

Oh my god, I have never seen a second young master with a very good temper and be so cruel.

It turns out that people can change so much for a blind relationship!

Their young master is definitely bent! Bent!

Everyone dared not talk too much anymore, and honestly took apart the things that Mr. Ye courier sent to for use for the patients.

We can't blame everyone for opposing each other.

It’s really, Mr. Ye is so weird.

It's actually - a facial mask!

The competition was a beauty technique, but Mr. Ye got a few masks. This is really like a joke. Is there any?

After all, this is a stadium, not a beauty salon.

Everyone cleaned up their broken and collapsed moods, accepted their fate, cleaned the patient's face and applied a mask.

Professional pharmacists turn into beauty salon service boys, and they actually want to cry!
Chapter completed!