Faced with the photographer's question, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but fall silent, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Then, he raised his hand and smashed it on the photographer's head.

"People have a big villa, don't compare with others!"

"Besides, even if he has a big villa, it's not below me."

Zhao Cheng thought that he had won, and Lu Chen couldn't help but become proud, and continued to educate the photographer seriously:

"People will only remember who the first place is, no one will remember who the second place is, and the second place is in a sense no different from the last place."

He intended to educate the photographer with this story, and then turned to the photographer and asked:

"For example, let me ask you, do you know what the number one mountain in the world is called?"

"Mount Everest!"

Zhao Cheng nodded slowly, not feeling the slightest doubt that the photographer could answer.

After all, this is a well-known problem.

But the next question, few people can answer.

Zhao Cheng continued to fish his chopsticks into the hot oil pot, and continued to ask the photographer: "What about the second highest peak in the world?" ”

After asking this question, Zhao Cheng glanced at the stunned photographer.

I couldn't be more satisfied with the photographer's expression. "I can't answer it, that's why I say that second place is no different from last place."

Zhao Cheng said as he fished out a piece of mutton shabu and was about to put it in his mouth.

Then he was interrupted by the photographer's sudden words.

The photographer looked at Zhao Cheng in front of him without thinking at all, and replied: "Qiaogeli Peak!" ”

Zhao Cheng: "......"

Hearing the photographer's answer without thinking, Zhao Chenggang froze as he was about to put the meat in his mouth.

Then he didn't believe in evil and immediately put down his chopsticks and used his mobile phone to get up.

Sure enough, it was no different from what the photographer said.

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and said tentatively to the photographer:

"And the third?"

"Kanchenjunga!"

"What about the eighth!"

"Manaslu Peak!"

“……”

Zhao Cheng's face was a little helpless, he couldn't imagine that someone would be bored enough to memorize this thing.

Then he turned his head to look at the photographer and said with some confusion

"You can't deliberately write down these peaks just to prepare for this kind of moment, right?"

Zhao Cheng suddenly recalled that his father used this story to educate him when he was a child.

I also fantasize about one day recording these peaks and slapping them in the face.

Just when he finally finished remembering the top ten peaks in the world, he was going to slap his father in the face.

My father asked about the top 10 lakes in the world.

As a result, Zhao Cheng never reviewed this again, and over time, he forgot to clean it all.

He now doubts that photographers will be like him.

It was to slap my parents in the face that these peaks were recorded.

The photographer looked at Zhao Cheng suspiciously, and asked seriously:

"Brother, isn't this a knowledge point in a high school textbook? How do you ask me this? ”

"What? Is there still this in high school knowledge? ”

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard the photographer's words.

I saw the photographer looking at Zhao Cheng with pity, and said seriously:

"Brother, can't it be that you haven't gone to school?"

At this moment, the photographer's mind has already made up countless TV series.

The protagonist is lonely, and when he grows up, he works hard.

"No wonder brother, you work so hard, it's because you have known the hardships of life since you were a child!"

The photographer got up drunk, wanting to hug Zhao Cheng to give him a little comfort, but was kicked back to his seat by Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng looked at the photographer quite angrily, and said angrily:

"I just didn't have this knowledge point in the textbook at that time, so you haven't read the book! I'm a graduate of a prestigious university! ”

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Cheng continued to ask the photographer:

"And do you know what the largest lake in the world is?"

This time he had to tell the photographer no matter what, that no one would remember the second place.

I saw that the photographer thought about it carefully and said with some uncertainty:

"Brother, if I'm not mistaken, it's the Caspian Sea, right?"

Zhao Cheng checked his phone quietly, and then nodded:

"That's right, and what about the second largest lake?"

Hearing this, the photographer shook his head blankly.

can remember a Caspian Sea, it can be regarded as a solid study in high school.

Seeing that the photographer didn't know, a touch of joy appeared on Zhao Cheng's face, and he immediately looked for it.

But at this moment, there was a sudden roar of the engine outside the hot pot restaurant.

A cool silver-white supercar pulled up outside the door.

The photographer's attention was also drawn to the silver-white supercar outside the door.

"Brother! Look, this sports car is so cool! ”

Zhao Cheng followed the photographer's gaze, his eyes full of envy.

"This car is so handsome, when I get the bonus, the whole car will be high!"

Under the watchful eye, the butterfly door of the sports car suddenly moved.

A pair of straight and round thighs slowly stepped out of the car, which became even more eye-catching, causing the surrounding diners to exclaim again and again.

And when Zhao Cheng heard the exclamations of the people around him, he snorted coldly with some disdain:

"Hmph, it's probably just a third-tier model who is raised by local tyrants."

"Brother, do you say that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour?"

The photographer heard Zhao Cheng's complaint and teased.

When he completely saw the person who had come down, his face changed suddenly.

hurriedly pulled off Zhao Cheng's clothes and said to Zhao Cheng:

"Brother! Do you see if that is the rich woman we met in the park this morning? ”

Zhao Cheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was indeed the beautiful woman who paid back Lu Chen in the park this morning.

couldn't help sneering and said, "It looks like Lu Chen was probably dumped, right?" ”

"That beauty is coming to dinner with the rich second generation!"

Zhao Cheng looked at the cool silver-white supercar, and never thought that Lu Chen, who was driving a taxi, would be in that supercar.

Although Lu Chen has a big villa. But he still didn't think that Lu Chen would be a rich man in his heart.

After all, if it was really a rich second generation, Lu Chen probably wouldn't have come to participate in this show for 50 million.

I'm afraid that villa is the last property left to him by his parents in the middle of Lu Chen's family, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Chengcheng couldn't help but be happy.

If he really told him that this sports car belonged to Lu Chen, it would be even more uncomfortable than him making money.

There is nothing more fearful than seeing your opponent do better than you.

Without waiting for Zhao Cheng to be happy for long, a sky-blue taxi stopped steadily behind the silver-white supercar.

In the taxi, a black-faced man got down.

I saw the black-faced man running to the side of the supercar and complaining to the driver's seat of the silver-white supercar:

"Brother! You drove so fast to dump me, are you better off than the world of two! ”

This person is Lu Chen's exclusive photographer Zhang San.

The moment he saw Zhang San, the expression on Zhao Cheng's face instantly stiffened.

Pointing to the silver-white supercar outside the window, he said with difficulty:

"Then the one sitting on it shouldn't be Lu Chen???

(End of chapter)