Lu Chen looked at the scratch music in front of him and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Carefully pick up the last scratch card and scratch off the coating.

"Still missed! Boss, you can't be fake, right??? ”

Lu Chen got up from his chair with some anger and asked loudly.

It stands to reason that my luck value has increased tenfold, so it should be very high.

Why can't you even win a scratch lot?

Suddenly, Lu Chen seemed to think of something, and his body suddenly froze, and he was stunned in place.

If the luck value is zero, then it will be multiplied tenfold, isn't it still zero?

Thinking of this, Lu Chen recalled that he played games and smoked his wife only by guaranteeing the bottom, and he couldn't help covering his chest, feeling a little heartache.

One hundred yuan, for my current self, that's a huge amount of money.

I actually made a splash like this, and I didn't even hear the sound.

The photographer looked like he had expected it, and asked knowingly:

"Brother, aren't you going to change your fate? How? Has it changed? ”

Lu Chen was only momentarily lost for a few seconds, and immediately adjusted his mentality.

patted the photographer on the side and said earnestly:

"Brother has worked hard, maybe this is fate, brother accepted his fate!"

Subsequently, Lu Chen only left a chic back for the photographer, and walked out of the lottery shop.

The photographer was directly petrified in place, and Lu Chen's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Maybe that's fate!"

In the live broadcast room.

[Hahaha! What kind of hard work is this, this Lu Chen laughed at me! 】

[I'm like Lu Chen every day, first angry and trying to be strong, and then resigned to fate (funny)]

[Some people are watching jokes, and some people are looking in the mirror (laughs)! 】

[You say he put it, people really want to win the lottery to change their lives, you say he doesn't put it, he just gave up again! ] 】

【……】

At this time, a barrage in the live broadcast room attracted the attention of the audience.

[Let's go to the live broadcast room on the 13th, I'm laughing to death, this script can't have this effect, right? ] 】

At this time, the thirteenth live broadcast room.

Luo Cheng had just finished delivering takeaway and rested.

I didn't eat in the morning, and when I saw the delicacies of the mountains and seas that Lu Chen ate in the security room before, my stomach was already growling.

Take your photographer into a small restaurant, intending to have a luxury.

"Boss! What good dishes do you have here? ”

Luo Cheng didn't look at the menu at all, and said very arrogantly.

Before joining the program group, he had never been to this kind of small restaurant a few times.

In his impression, the only advantage of this kind of fly restaurant is that it is cheap.

Although the photographer on the side ate a lot in the security room, he still remembered the meal that Luo Cheng told him.

Seeing Luo Cheng so arrogant, he suddenly imagined the next delicacy.

When Luo Cheng saw the photographer's appearance, he naturally didn't say anything, but just coughed.

He glanced at the waiter and said:

"Is there any abalone?"

"Yes!"

The waiter didn't notice Luo Cheng's eyes at all, and nodded.

Luo Cheng suddenly panicked, turned his head and saw the camera on the photographer's shoulder, and immediately turned back.

"Then bring me two excellent two-headed abalones!"

Luo Chengqiang gritted his teeth and insisted.

This kind of abalone is not available even in some high-end restaurants with one-star and two-star tires in China.

Not to mention this kind of fly house.

Unsurprisingly, the waiter shook his head.

"I'm sorry, sir, we don't have the best two-headed abalone, only ordinary ones."

"Really? Then forget it! ”

Luo Cheng pretended to be a little lost, and quietly glanced at the photographer beside him.

"It's okay, brother! I eat the same with regular ones. ”

The photographer showed a simple and honest smile, although he didn't understand what Luo Cheng said about the two-headed abalone, but he also knew that abalone was a good thing.

Hearing what the photographer said, Luo Cheng's face suddenly showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"Brother! You don't know, eating too much of this abalone is not good for your health. ”

"It's because I usually eat too much, that's why I came to the show, and I'll experience ordinary food this time, right?"

Before the photographer could react, Luo Cheng hurriedly shouted at the waiter:

"Waiter, two bowls of egg fried rice!"

The look of anticipation on the photographer's face suddenly became lost.

"Brother, this is the feast you said?"

I was expecting something good to come.

"Of course not! Whatever you want to eat, you can order it yourself! ”

When Luo Cheng saw the photographer's appearance, he was also ready to bleed.

As long as the photographer doesn't order those delicacies from the mountains and seas, he should still be able to afford it.

"Then let's have a braised prawn......"

The photographer glanced at the menu and knew where they were.

Didn't order anything too expensive, just ordered a spicy prawn.

Luo Cheng quietly glanced at the price of braised prawns, and completely relieved.

The price of a spicy prawn is seventy-eight, plus the previous two bowls of fried rice, the total price is ninety-eight.

The hundred dollars in his pocket are just enough to afford.

After a while, the dish was served.

The two looked at the braised prawns in front of them and began to feast.

And the photographer next to Luo Cheng has no appetite.

After just a few bites, he stopped.

Luo Cheng looked at the photographer with some doubts, and the photographer looked at the spicy prawns in front of him, a little melancholy.

"Brother, I've eaten a lot of sushi before, and I'm almost full!"

The braised prawns in this fly restaurant also tasted good, but compared to the high-end sushi he had eaten in the security room before.

The taste is really bad, I don't know if it's a little bit of a star, and eating that and then eating this is like chewing wax.

The photographer suddenly lost any appetite.

When he thought that the photographer next to Lu Chen could eat that kind of high-end thing from time to time, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

When Luo Cheng saw the photographer like this, the chopsticks in his hand also stopped abruptly.

His heart began to feel bored, and he naturally knew what the photographer was thinking.

And the boss seems to be trying to keep costs down, and the prawns he uses have a fishy smell, which is not a little worse than high-end sushi.

……

The originally cheerful atmosphere suddenly became dull because of the photographer's words.

The eyes of the two were glazed and they lost their color, as if they had lost the meaning of life.

After a long time, Luo Chengcai said a sentence from his mouth faintly.

"How can he live so well as a security guard?"

Immediately afterward, the two fell into deep thought together.

The audience who was originally in the live broadcast room on the thirteenth also thought about it.

They also saw Lu Chen, different from Luo Cheng, who was busy all morning.

Lu Chen's life is simply not too comfortable, he sleeps and fishes at work, does not work overtime, does not need to be led PUA, and has a salary of four thousand five per month.

This is even better than most of the audience in the live broadcast room.

After a long time, the live broadcast room also asked the same doubts as Luo Cheng's heart.

[Meow! Why can Lu Chen live so well as a security guard? 】