I don't know if the boys who are athletic are particularly attractive, and the two Gao Cheng, who sweat on the tennis court, have attracted the attention of many students, but compared to the handsome Amuro Toru with his movements, Gao Cheng's performance is a little lackluster.

The most annoying thing is that Gao Cheng, whose movements are monotonous and unwatching, gradually gained an advantage, no matter how the girls shouted outside the court, they couldn't change the situation of the score reversal.

Toru Amuro's blonde hair and wheat complexion and pro-like posture didn't help much in the game, but he gasped for breath first because of the movement was too big and the physical exertion was serious.

Listening to the shouts of a ** girl outside the field, Amuro secretly smiled bitterly.

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

As the situation progressed, more and more students gathered on the tennis court, and more and more voices cheered for Amuro.

However, Gao Cheng is not without supporters, a group of reasoning fans laughed next to him, many students who recognized him as a senior also kept cheering, and even many of Kudo Shinichi's fan girls ran away from the wrong scene and were confused inside.

The garden was completely silent.

The movement seems to be a bit bigger, she doesn't know who to support, from the perspective of the audience, of course, she supports her boyfriend.

But Amuro Toru is a foreign aid she invited, and her soul is faint......

Doesn't Amuro's loss mean that she loses?

Yuanzi pursed his mouth, his eyes widened, and he continued to look at the game near the end of the field with a ten-thousandth hope.

There is one more goal, if Gao Cheng scores again, it will be equivalent to killing the game......

Gao Cheng also sweated a lot in the field.

He's already enough to release water, almost completely salted fish, so he can't deliberately leak the ball, right?

Especially in the end, Amuro's movements began to deform, and there were frequent mistakes.

He doesn't need to exert his strength at all as if he is about to win, although the lead is not much, but this is all in the final handicap, even if he doesn't do anything, he has to Amuro to score his own points to have hope, let alone win, it seems that a draw is not easy.

The audience may not be aware of it, but he is well aware of Amuro's current state.

If he was too reluctant, he could take a toll on his body, which was not what he wanted......

It's just an ordinary tennis game.

"Smack!"

With the last drop of the ball, Amuro suddenly looked shocked, feeling that Gao Cheng on the other side seemed to be a different person, and instantly seemed to have a great pressure coming, watching the tennis ball and his racket brush.

Decisive Goal!

I don't know if it's an illusion.,It looks like I didn't catch it by mistake.,But it seems that it's destined not to catch it.,At that moment, it seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand and seen through.。

How so?

Listening to a large number of regretful voices outside the field, Amuro looked at Gao Cheng who was walking to the garden on the other side of the field.

From beginning to end, Gao Cheng didn't have a too outstanding performance, and he was able to win because of his several mistakes.

It seems that he is really not suitable for tennis now.

Amuro looked at Belmode, who had left on the sidelines, and scratched his hair helplessly.

Yuan Zi glanced at Gao Cheng, who was approaching: "What are you doing?" We're going back......"

Gao Cheng wiped his sweat and wondered: "Don't be angry, it's a big deal that I'll help you with tennis training." ”

"Really?" Yuan Zi raised his eyebrows, looking suspicious.

"Of course it's true, with my sparring partner, you'll be able to surpass me soon, right?" Gao Cheng said worriedly, he knew that he would lose to the garden at the beginning.

This time there is enough trouble......

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

Yuan Zi happily pulled Gao Cheng to the lounge, and saw that Shiliang Zhenchun next to him was stunned.

"It's not like the rumors," Shira Zhenchun touched his chin and pondered carefully, "Senior Seongto is very good at dealing with girls, well, if you learn it, maybe you can use it in the future." ”

Xiao Lan smiled slightly.

You're a girl yourself......

……

On the eve of the recording of "Dessert Talent", 69-year-old food critic Masanori Takeki took the initiative to find the home of the staff in charge of ingredient preparation.

The head is bare, only a ring of hair around him, wearing reading glasses, wearing a kimono, and his serious appearance does not look very easy to get along with.

"Mr. Takeki," the good-looking ingredient blender was a little surprised to see Takeki coming to the door, but still warmly received, "The fruit to be used in the recording of the program tomorrow has been put into the box, and this time it is also a masterpiece selected from all over the country, please rest assured." ”

"Oh," Takeki Masanori said as he entered the house without permission, "then let me confirm it first." ”

"Ah, no," Uncle Blender said anxiously, "even Mr. Takeki can't see the contents of the box!" Didn't you say it was okay?! ”

"Don't worry about it!"

The old man hummed with his hands behind his back.

"I'm not looking at the contents of the box, it's the lock!"

In the warehouse is a large, specially made chest that looks like an ancient treasure chest, with a long lock attached to one end.

Taking advantage of the time for the old man to check the lock, the uncle of the blender explained with a smile: "As before, I am hiding in the warehouse alone when loading fruits, and in order to hide people's eyes, the fruit boxes that are delivered to hotels and related companies are also placed here, and even the person in charge of delivery will not know what the theme fruit is this time......"

"That means ......"

The old man checked the padlock and turned around.

"If it leaks out, it can only come from your mouth."

Uncle Blender's smile froze, and one eye jumped: "Yes, yes......"

……

The next day, the garden in a good mood took Xiaolan and Shiliang to the recording site of the daily TV studio "Dessert Talent", and the driver was of course still full of expectations Maori Kogoro.

However, after arriving at the audience, Maori Kogoro gradually lost his patience, looking at a few girls chatting and whispering to themselves, and his face became more and more heavy while he waited with his arms crossed.

"Where the hell is Yoko-sama? How can you not see it at all? ”

"Ah," explained Lan, "the judge's words should be waiting for the fruit to arrive in the other room." ”

"What?"

"It's all right," said the garden, pointing forward, "we can see it on that big screen......"

"What's the difference between that and me watching TV at home!!" Mori Kogoro burst out and held Conan's head and yelled.

"Haha......"

Yuan Zi stiffly laughed twice, and hurriedly looked at Xiaolan to change the topic and said, "I heard that the champion Kuritura seems to be opening a branch again, right, Xiaolan?" ”

"Yes," Xiaolan has always been concerned about the opening of the new store, and said in anticipation, "It would be nice to open a branch in Yonehanamachi as well." ”

"But ......"

Conan finally escaped from the clutches of his uncle's anger, and interrupted with his eyelids collapsed: "Don't you think it's strange that champion? In the last issue, too, he happened to bring ice cream jelly that matched the theme of the show, strawberries, etc., could it be that he knew the theme in advance? ”

"Probably not, right?" Xiaolan said, "Before the box where the fruit was put was opened, it seemed that even the staff didn't know what fruit was inside. ”

"As long as it's a TV station staff, you can secretly open it and watch it, right?"

"It's impossible, every time that box is privately stuffed with fruit carefully selected by fruit experts, lock the box and send it to the TV station, and the program director who receives the box will add another lock and send it back to the expert, and then the expert opens his own lock and sends the box back to the TV station again......

"In the end, at the beginning of the show, the director handed the key to the host and opened the box on the spot."

Yuan Zi pointed to the large box that had been carried to the middle stage by the staff and explained: "Look, it's that box, and you won't know the fruit inside until it is opened, and before that, only the expert who filled the fruit knows." ”

Conan said thoughtfully: "In other words, if the secret is leaked, can it only be that expert?" ”

"Stupid," Mori Kogoro, who was already not very happy, scolded, "Everyone knows about this, and if you find out, you will be the first to be suspected, so you can't leak your own secrets, right?" ”

Conan frustrated and touched his hammered head.

If you can't see Yoko Okino, you don't have to be angry with him, what's the matter with him......

"Welcome to the Cooking Arena!"

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

"We also have a sweet evening with you tonight, and before revealing today's fruits, I would like to introduce you to the two distinguished guests who came to our arena today."

"Huh?"

Mori Kogoro in the audience frowned slightly, and when he saw Yoko Okino, who was the first to appear on the big screen to greet everyone, his mood finally improved a lot, and he began to get excited.

"Yoko-san!"

"That's right," Kenzaki introduced, "this is Yoko Okino, who has come to our show for the second time, and the other is ...... Everyone must be familiar with the realistic version of the left text detective, the famous detective Mr. Takasari Joto! ”

"Hello everyone."

Gao Cheng appeared on the big screen after him, and greeted the audience with Yoko Okino next to him, the uncle in the audience glared directly, his eyes almost popped out, pointing at Gao Cheng on the screen, stammering towards the garden with tears in his eyes and asking, "He, why is he over there?!" ”

It's too much......

The garden was confused, and facing the Xiaolan who looked at him, he could only smile innocently: "I don't know, he can't say it......"

"Yes," Gao Cheng seemed to be able to see the situation on the screen, and took the initiative to explain to the audience, "because I suddenly received an invitation from the program team......"

Yoko Okino interviewed lively: "So, does Detective Joto like sweets? ”

"I like it very much," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "Actually, I eat something sweet every time I work, because sugar helps me think...... But if you're at home, you can only eat some ...... secretly."

In the audience, the garden collapsed his eyelids and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

That's true......

"Yoko-sama, I also like sweets." Uncle Maori next to him stared at the big screen with his chin in despair, looking at Yoko Okino who was talking and laughing with Gao Cheng, and his heart was shattered like glass.

"So," Kenzaki continued to host the show after introducing the judges, "Next, the challenger Chef Chef Park Do, and the defending champion Chef Kuritura Nohei, will begin to reveal tonight's theme fruit......

There was a female chef standing on either side of the counter, and a mustachioed chef full of confidence, waiting for Kenzaki to open the box after the appearance.

The boxes that look very old, as well as the old-fashioned padlocks, are actually specially made by the program team, and the padlocks are equipped with electronic chips, and the keyhole inserted into other foreign objects other than the key will trigger the alarm, and the special key is not easy to backup.

"As usual," Kenzaki took the key that the director had taken out of the safe, "Mr. Taruoka, the director, gave me the key sealed in the safe of the Toto Bank, and I opened the box full of forbidden fruits myself!" ”

Once you have the key, you can easily open the padlock, and Kenzaki slowly unravels the lid of the treasure chest as everyone watchs.

"Today's fruit is ......"

"Wow!" There was a sudden exclamation at the scene, and Gao Cheng, who was still in the judges' room, saw the inside of the box clearly for the first time through the camera camera.

The rather stern and rigid old man, Takeki Masatoku, was buried in a box of red apples, without the slightest movement.

"Ah——!h

The auditorium erupted in screams again.

Gao Cheng's eyes tightened, and he stood up and looked at the shaking camera frame.

Something went wrong......