Zhou Luo waved at the waiter behind him and said with a smile,"Give this piece of paper to your boss.”
As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper from his pocket and drew a grass.
A stalk of grass? This was the answer.
If he hadn't confirmed that Zhou Luo's brain was fine, Feng Huadong would have even thought that Zhou Luo was mentally ill.
"Wait a moment." The waiter simply replied and turned to leave.
"Hehe, classmate, do you really think that drawing a stalk of grass can solve the formula?”Song Qiaodong sneered.
F * ck, if he could get 100,000 yuan just by painting a stalk of grass, he would not even be a teacher anymore. He would paint a hundred, a thousand stalks of grass every day…It would not be long before he became richer than Yun!
"Teacher Song, this grass isn't ordinary grass. It's worth a hundred thousand yuan.”Zhou Luo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.
Once again, Song Qiaodong was rendered speechless by Zhou Luo's words.
Feng Huadong's face flushed red. It was not because he was angry, but because he found it funny.
Zhou Luo's mouth was really too vicious, but he liked it very much.
" You, hmph…" Song Qiaodong glared fiercely at Zhou Luo and stopped talking. However, the coldness in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.
'I'd like to see how you're going to end this,' he sneered in his heart.
They did not have to wait for long before the waiter quickly brought a middle-aged man over.
"Who painted this painting?" The middle-aged man glanced at everyone and asked.
"The show is starting." Song Qiaodong's eyes flashed with ridicule.
"It's me." Zhou Luo raised his hand and said.
Although he knew that the person who solved the recipe was young, Liang Bo was still shocked when he saw Zhou Luo's tender face.
This dish had already stumped top chefs from all over the world, but now it was solved by a high school student.
After a long while, Liang Bo finally reacted. He hurriedly took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Luo.
"Student, you deserve this." Liang Bo said with a smile.
Dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.
Whether it was the teammates of the Southwest team or the enemies of the Central China team, they were all frozen in place.
Zhou Luo had actually solved the mystery and solved the secret recipe that had stumped all the top chefs.
F * ck, how is this possible! Song Qiaodong's eyes went black and he almost fainted.
Once upon a time, he was still waiting for the show to begin. The show had indeed begun, but the outcome was completely different from what he had imagined.
Not only did Zhou Luo not make a fool of himself, but he even shocked everyone.
What the hell was going on? He had solved the mystery by drawing a random grass and received 100,000 yuan.
"F * ck. F * ck, what's going on…"
"Don't ask me, I feel like I'm dreaming.”
This was what the Chinese team said.
"D * mn, there really are geniuses in this world!”
"Big boss, as expected of a big boss.”
"Pass tea to the boss…"
"I'm polishing the boss's shoes…"
Passing tea, wiping shoes…
Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the worship of a slacker. Academic Genius Points 111...
"Boss Leong, I need an explanation!”Song Qiaodong's pupils constricted, and his expression darkened to a frightening degree.
Liang Bo turned his head and looked at Song Qiaodong indifferently. He chuckled and said,""There's nothing to explain. He drew the answer.”
Boom!
The Chinese team felt as if they had been struck by lightning. If they had only guessed before, then now it was irrefutable evidence!
Liang Bo was the general manager of Yanjing Hotel. He couldn't lie, and there was no need for him to lie.
"That's impossible. He's just a high school student. How can he solve the answer?”Song Qiaodong shouted at the top of his lungs.
He almost couldn't believe what he was seeing!
"Who said that high school students can't solve the problem? Some geniuses can't be solved by common sense.”Liang Bo looked at Song Qiaodong with disdain.
Geniuses were especially prominent in the food industry. Some people were born with a more sensitive sense of taste and smell than others!
Without a doubt, Zhou Luo was such a person!
Genius? Song Qiaodong opened his mouth, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.
He glared at Zhou Luo angrily and said coldly,""I hope that you can continue to be a genius in the national competition.”
With that, he left with the students without looking back.
"Wait a minute." Just as he was about to step over the threshold, Liang Bo called out to him again.
"What's wrong?"
"Mr. Song, we don't pay on credit.”Liang Bo laughed.
"... swipe the card and pack it up!" Song Qiaodong replied coldly, paid the bill, and turned to leave.
He really didn't have the face to stay here.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing Song Qiaodong leave with his tail between his legs, Feng Huadong was overjoyed.
Because of his results, he would always be ridiculed by Song Qiaodong in every national competition. This time, he had finally gotten his revenge!
After a simple dinner, everyone returned to school and began to prepare for the national competition in two days.
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It was a rare good morning at Yan University because there was no smog.
As Zhou Luo walked, he came to a lake in the school.
After that, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Countless students sat on the stone chairs by the lake.
Each of them had a book in their hands and were reading it carefully.
…Isn't the lakeside a place to play the piano and talk about love?
"Student, which department are you from?" Just as Zhou Luo was wondering if he should take out a book to show off, a boy beside him asked curiously.
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