"Why is it so smelly?" The bosses who were waiting to select talents looked at the expressionless girl holding the bottle in the middle of the stage with disgust. Their good impression of her decreased a little.
The host endured the foul stench that rushed straight to his head as he held the microphone and urged He Miao, "Please, quickly tell us the name of the ingredient. If you can't, then quickly close the bottle."
He Miao did not even bother to open her eyes. She closed the bottle with a cold expression and threw the stinky thing on the table.
The indoor air circulation machine started working, and the stench finally dissipated considerably. The audience then saw that the little girl was still standing in the middle of the stage, staring at the perfume bottle in front of her.
