"He's out! He's out!"
In front of the television in Woodheart's assembly hall, Li Shu cried out excitedly.
Nobody paid him any attention. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the handsome figure on the television.
"The boss is so handsome. That white research coat makes him look even better!"
Beside him, Guan Lili could not help murmuring in admiration.
Not only that, even Su Anyong, far away in Beiyuan Province, could not help saying to Master Leng beside him as he watched the figure projected on the screen:
"That brat's sixty percent as handsome as I was when I was young. Shame his mother dragged him down."
Master Leng shot the fool a sidelong glance. If not for that deceased girl from the Rong Family, could Su Anyong's genes alone have produced someone like this?
However, Master Leng clearly had no interest in dealing with the brat right now.
After all, Su Ping really was the only "thing" Su Anyong could boast about in front of him.
Master Leng nodded too, a faint smile appearing as he watched Su Ping's face, neither servile nor overbearing, wearing a slight smile.
In truth, ordinary people generally disapproved of men wearing powder, but for television appearances, such things really were indispensable.
An old fellow like Liu Fuhai was one thing, but that young makeup artist really had spent ages working on Su Ping's face.
Although it had made Su Ping terribly uncomfortable, the results were indeed good.
Qin Xiaoxue, Dong Muyun, who had been watching all day in her office, and every woman under fifty all felt their eyes light up.
The most handsome researcher and youngest researcher of this Breeder Competition had already emerged the moment Su Ping took the stage.
Of course, if this had been an entertainment or idol variety show,