Chapter 890

The boys who don't know whether they are athletic or not are particularly attractive. Gao Cheng and Gao Cheng, who sweat on the tennis court, have attracted many students' attention. However, compared with an Shitou, who is handsome in action, Gao Cheng's performance is somewhat poor.

The most irritating thing is that Gao Cheng, who is monotonous and has no ornamental action, has gradually gained an advantage. No matter how the girls shout outside, they can't change the situation of score reversal.

Ann Shitou's golden hair, wheat complexion and professional posture didn't help much in the competition. On the contrary, because of too much movement, he had a serious physical consumption and gasped first.

Listen to a wave of girls outside the shouting, an room through the dark smile.

What's going on? Even if he hasn't played tennis for a long time, there's no reason to play, but how can he be so hard

With the development of the situation, more and more students gather in the tennis court, and more and more people cheer for the safety room.

However, Gao Cheng is not without supporters. A group of reasoning fans are laughing beside him. Many students who recognize him as a senior keep cheering up, and even many fans of Shinichi Kudo have gone to the wrong place and are in a daze.

There was no sound in the garden.

The noise seems to be a little loud. She doesn't know who to support. From the audience's point of view, of course, she supports her boyfriend.

But anshitou is the foreign aid she invited, hundan

Isn't an Shi tou lose equal to her lose?

Yuan Zi's mouth is shriveled, his eyes are wide open, and he hopes to continue to watch the end of the game.

There is one more goal. If Gao Cheng scores again, he will kill the game

Gao Cheng also shed a lot of sweat.

He has enough water, almost completely salted fish state, can't deliberately miss the ball?

In particular, to the end, the movement of the anshitou began to deform, with frequent mistakes.

He doesn't need to work hard at all. It seems that he is about to win. Although he doesn't lead much, it's all up to the final set. Even if he doesn't do anything, he has to score himself to have hope. Let alone win, it seems that it's not easy to draw.

The audience may not know very well. He knows all about the current state of ansetron.

If he is too reluctant, he may cause damage to his body, which is not what he wants to see

It's just an ordinary tennis match.

"Pa!"

With the last drop of the ball, an Shitou suddenly looks shocked. He feels that Gao Cheng on the opposite side seems to be a different person. In a moment, it seems that there is a great pressure coming down, watching tennis and his racket brush.

The winner!

I don't know if it's an illusion. It seems that I made a mistake and didn't receive it, but it seems that I can't catch it. At that moment, it seems that I was seen through by an invisible palm control.

How could that be?

Listening to a large voice of regret outside, an Shitou looks at Gao Cheng, who is walking towards the garden on the other side.

From the beginning to the end, Gao Cheng didn't show any outstanding performance. He served and received the ball in an ordinary way, and he was able to win probably because of his several mistakes.

It seems that he is really not suitable to play tennis now.

An Shitou looks at belmord who has left the field and grabs his hair helplessly.

Yuan Zi glanced at Gao Cheng: "what? We're going back... "

Gao Cheng wiped his sweat and said, "don't be angry. I'll help you with your tennis training."

"Really?" The garden picked eyebrows and looked suspicious.

"Of course, it's true. If I accompany you, you will soon surpass me, won't you?" Gao Cheng worried that he had lost to Yuanzi at the beginning.

There's enough trouble this time

"Great!! I'll wipe your sweat... "

The garden happily pulls Gao Cheng to the rest room, and sees that Shi Liang is really pure.

"It's not the same as the rumor," Shi liangzhenchun said cautiously, touching her chin. "Chenghu senior is good at dealing with girls. Well, if you learn it, maybe you can use it in the future."

Xiaolan Weihan smiles.

You are a girl yourself

……

On the eve of the recording of "dessert talent show", 69 year old food critic Wu Mu Zhengde took the initiative to find the home of the staff responsible for the deployment of food ingredients.

Bald head, only around a circle of hair, wearing presbyopia glasses, wearing a kimono, serious look is not easy to get along with.

"Mr. Wu Mu," said Uncle Wu Mu, a good-looking food material dispatcher. He was surprised to see Wu Mu coming to the door, but he warmly received him. "The fruit for tomorrow's program recording has been put into the box. This time, it's also a top-quality product selected from all over the country. Please rest assured."

"Oh," he said without any expression, "let me confirm first."

"Ah, no way," said the uncle of the dispatcher anxiously, "even Mr. Wu Mu can't see the contents in the box! Didn't you agree at the beginning? "

"Don't worry about it!"

The old man snorted with his hands behind his back.

"What I want to see is not the contents of the box, but the lock!"

There is a large special box in the warehouse, which looks like an ancient treasure chest with a long lock on one end.

Taking advantage of the old man's time to check the lock, the uncle of the dispatcher explained with a smile: "as before, I hide in the warehouse alone when loading fruits. In order to hide people's eyes and ears, the fruit boxes distributed to hotels and related companies are also put here. Even the person in charge of the distribution will not know what the theme fruit is this time..."

"That means..."

The old man checked the padlock and turned back.

"If it leaks out, it will only come from you."

The uncle of the dispatcher's smile froze and one eye jumped: "yes, yes..."

……

The next day, Yuanzi, who was in a good mood, took Xiaolan and Shiliang to the recording site of "dessert talent show" in the daily TV studio. Of course, the driver was Maori Kobayashi, who was full of expectations.

However, after waiting for the audience, Maori Kogoro gradually lost patience and looked at the girls chatting and whispering, holding their arms and waiting, his face became more and more heavy.

"Where is Miss Yoko? Why can't you see it at all? "

"Ah," Xiao Lan explained, "the judges should wait for the fruit in other rooms."

"What?"

"It's OK," the garden said, pointing to the front, "we can see it on that big screen..."

"What's the difference between that and watching TV at home!" Maori xiaowulang suddenly pressed Conan's head and roared.

"Ha ha..."

Yuanzi gave a stiff smile and quickly turned to Xiaolan and said, "it seems that the champion Li village is going to open a branch again, right, Xiaolan?"

"Yes," Xiaolan has always been concerned about the opening of new stores. Wen Yan expected, "if only we could open a branch in mihuading."

"But..."

Conan managed to escape from uncle's anger and interrupted with his eyelids down: "don't you think that champion is strange? Last issue, too. He happened to bring ice cream and jelly that matched the strawberry theme of the program. Would he know the theme in advance? "

"I don't think so?" Xiaolan said, "before the fruit box was opened, it seemed that even the staff didn't know what fruit was in it."

"That as long as it's the staff of the TV station, you can open it secretly?"

"It's impossible. Every time the box is privately filled with fruits carefully selected by experts, lock the box and send it to the TV station. The program director who receives the box will add another lock and send it back to the experts. Then the experts will open their own lock and send the box back to the TV station again

"Finally, at the beginning of the program, the director gives the key to the host and opens the box on the spot."

Yuan Zi pointed to the big box which was moved to the middle stage by the staff and explained, "look, that's the box. You can only know the fruit in it after you open it. Before that, only the fruit expert knows."

Conan said thoughtfully: "that is to say, if the leak, it can only be the expert?"

"Idiot," Maori Kogoro, who was not very happy, scolded, "we all know this. If we are found out, we will be the first to be suspected. We can't leak the secret ourselves, can we?"

Conan felt his hammered head depressed.

If you don't see Yoko Ono, you don't need to vent your anger on him. It's none of his business

"Welcome to the culinary arena!"

The stage lights are on, and the host Jianqi appears in a puff of dry ice smoke.

"We'd like to share a sweet evening with you tonight. Before announcing today's fruit, I'd like to introduce the two distinguished guests who came to our arena today."

"Well?"

Under the stage, Maori Koichiro's eyebrows moved. When he saw Yoko Okino, who was the first to appear on the big screen to greet everyone, he was in a good mood and began to get excited.

"Miss Yoko!"

"That's right," kenzaki said, "this is Miss Yoko Okino, who has come to our program for the second time. In addition, you must be familiar with the real-life version of the left character detective, the famous detective, Mr. Takashi, who is a city detective!"

"Hello, everyone."

Gao Cheng appears on the big screen and greets the audience with Yoko Ono. The uncle under the stage stares directly. His eyes almost stare out. Pointing to Gao Cheng on the screen, he stammers to Yuanzi with tears and asks, "he, how can he be there?"

Too much

The garden was at a loss. Facing Xiaolan who looked at him, she could only smile innocently: "I don't know, he said he couldn't come..."

"Yes," Gao Cheng on the screen seemed to be able to see the situation here and explained to the audience, "because he suddenly received an invitation from the program team..."

Yoko Ono said in a lively interview: "so, do detectives like sweets?"“ I like it very much, "Gao Cheng said with a smile." in fact, every time I work, I always eat sweets, because sugar helps me think... But at home, I can only eat secretly... "In the audience, my eyes were flat and my mouth was slightly puffed. This is true... "Miss Yoko, I like sweet food, too." Next to him, uncle Maori is staring at the big screen with his chin. Looking at Yoko Ono who talks and laughs with Gao Cheng, his heart is broken like glass“ Then, "Jianqi continued to host the program after introducing the judges," next, the challenger, chef puhu Wuya, and the defending champion, chef Lichun Xiping, begin to unveil the theme of fruit tonight... "There are two female chefs on both sides of the cooking station, and a confident chef with moustache, waiting for Jianqi to open the box. The boxes that look very old, as well as the old-fashioned padlocks, are all specially made by the program crew. Electronic chips are installed in the padlocks. If the keyhole is inserted into other foreign matters than the key, the alarm will be triggered, and the special key is not easy to back up“ As usual, "kenzaki took the key from the safe." the director, Mr. taroka, gave me the key sealed in the safe of Dongdu bank, and then I opened the box full of forbidden fruits myself! " It's easy to open the padlock when you have the key. Jianqi slowly unties the lid of the treasure box under everyone's gaze“ Today's fruit is... "Wow!" There was a cry of surprise at the scene. Gao Cheng, who was still in the judge's room, saw the inside of the box through the camera for the first time. The rather severe and rigid old man, Takeshi Zhengde, was buried in a box full of red apples without any movement“ Ah In response, there was another burst of screaming in the audience. Gao Cheng's eyes suddenly tightened and stood up to look at the shaking video. Something happened