Chu Tian looked at him and smiled and said, "Please take a look at all the fruits on the big screen, and the last one, is it a cantaloupe?"

"Is the last one the melon?"

Everyone looked suspiciously.

It's true that the last pattern is melon.

"But what happened? Could it be that he remembered it from the last one?"

Suddenly, someone suddenly realized and exclaimed: "Remember it backwards!"

"Returning!"

There was a burst of exclamation at the scene. Damn, I'm reciting. Even if I recite it in order, no one could do it. As a result, the young man actually recited it backwards. Is this possible?

Zhao Rui was also very surprised, but then sneered: "Chu Tian, ​​there must be a limit for bragging. Didn't you remember the first one wrong? It just happened that the blind cat caught a dead mouse, and the last one was the same, but since you have to recite it backwards, then continue."

"The second to last, grape."

Everyone took a look and found that there was nothing wrong.

"The third last, peach."

There is nothing wrong.

I memorized more than a dozen times, but none of them were wrong, exactly the same as the pattern displayed on the flashback on the large screen behind.

"The sixteenth."

Now, Chu Tian no longer needs to count, and the audience has already counted for him.

"The Seventeenth."

“The eighteenth.”

...

“Thirty.”

When Zhao Rui heard Chu Tian report again without hesitation, he was panicked.

He stared at the big screen with his ears erected, and he didn't believe it. It was really possible that someone could recite it back and no one would make any mistake! Even he couldn't do it, let alone others. So, this was absolutely impossible!

“Thirty-fifth.”

"Melon."

"Thirty-sixth!" Everyone asked in unison, their eyes lit up.

Including the host.

They have all found that their previous thoughts were wrong, and this last game was just described as wonderful? It was simply wonderful, and it was extremely exciting!

If this young man really memorized and did not make any mistakes, he was definitely a genius, a genius!

"The fifty-ninth!"

"cantaloupe."

"The sixtieth."

"The sixtieth!"

Zhao Rui's breathing stagnated.

"The sixty-second!" Zhao Rui's brain buzzed with a buzzing sound when he heard Chu Tian say the answer again.
Chapter completed!