[Black Basket] Give me a chance to say I love you

What kind of scene will it be when two rabbits suddenly appear in front of a group of hungry leopards?

Inexplicably, Takao, who was dragging Bupo Xiuzi and rushing towards the stairs, suddenly had the image of two rabbits being chased by a group of fierce leopards, and then running in the corridor with their feet slipping.

Just like me and Takao at this moment.

This is really...it makes people laugh~

A distorted smile appeared on his face, which was panting slightly due to the hasty running. The shallow laughter was clearly audible amidst the intense breathing, which attracted Bu Po Shang's puzzled look.

"You still have time to laugh?!"

"Because...because...it's funny...I feel it!"

The sound of footsteps behind them gradually weakened, and after the two of Takao rushed into the elevator and pressed the close button hard to close the door before the reporters came after them, the two finally took a shallow breath.

"It's really... a terrifying formation..." Bupo leaned against the wall, and his golden hair seemed to be dimmed because of this fright, "So, what's going on?"

"I'm the one who should ask you what's going on." Gao Wei calmed down slightly, and put aside the pursuit of soldiers behind him, turned around and looked at the young man in front of him with arms folded, "I said , are you here specifically to tear down the place for me!"

"Huh?!" Bupo raised his chin recklessly, "I've put myself on the line just because you called me, what do you want to ask me now?!"

"Calling? Don't say it, we seem to have a telepathy, when did I call you..."

"Then your cell phone automatically sent me text messages earlier!!!"

"Short message?"

The elevator fell silent in an instant, and the floor above showed a drop.

"Wait to talk about the text message first, let's talk about it after successfully escaping, this group of rememberers is completely crazy." Gao Tai's long and narrow eyes stared fixedly at the elevator door, as if he could see the situation outside through the iron plate , "Is there a rehearsal on the second floor today?"

Bupo seemed to be upset because of what Takao said earlier, so he hummed awkwardly.

"So……"

The slender fingers pressed 3 when the number of floors displayed was 2, then pulled up his collar, and signaled Bupo with his eyes to try to cover up his appearance.

"Will it work!" Bupo took a photo at the reflective elevator wall, obviously as if he couldn't stop it.

Well, this guy's narcissism always flares up regardless of the time or the occasion, I should have known it a long time ago!

The elevator came to a standstill on the 2nd floor, the beep sounded slightly, the elevator on the outer floor was already opening, Gao Wei and Bu Po couldn't help but hold their breath.

Regardless of whether there are reporters guarding the stairs or not, he and Bupo must rush out to join the flow of people as soon as possible, so as to minimize the time they spend in public.

The elevator door opened slowly, and Gao Wei leaned against the elevator door on one side, and after the elevator door was opened wide enough, he dragged Bupo and quickly ran out.

He vaguely heard someone shouting "they are there" behind him, but Takao just ran forward on his own, rushing towards the staff-only stairs at the other end of the corridor.

What happened today was completely messed up. The press conference that originally wanted to refute the rumors also completely failed because of a single sentence. I don't know how noisy it is now.

Amu is probably having a headache on how to deal with the reporters. His mother probably knows the corresponding news. The whole company and even the entertainment industry are probably spreading the news. Everyone is probably laughing at or pitying the rookie Takao Kazunari in the entertainment industry. Mutually.

No one came back to help him. On the contrary, those who have conditions and no conditions will take the opportunity to make trouble. As early as when I was a child, I saw boys from the same group participating in the competition taking advantage of the other person’s absence to cut the other’s strings. Takao understood this. .

If you cannot be caught up, once you enter their lens field of vision, everything about yourself will be distorted: all explanations will become the object of hype in those people's pens, and all anxiety will become proof of the hypocrisy on those people's lenses.

He clenched his teeth, as if he was going to bite his lower lip before giving up. His black eyes were full of stubbornness that refused to give in, and his legs almost unconsciously led his body to make a way out of the crowd.

The end of the corridor is approaching, as long as you turn the corner ahead, the staff elevator will be in front of you, Takao's face showed a hint of ecstasy.

The employee elevator is specially used for the convenience of employees in emergency. During the rehearsal period, many employees will use this elevator to go back and forth between other floors and the second floor. That is to say, the employee elevator will basically stop on the second floor during this period. , if you are lucky enough, you should be able to catch the elevator...

It's a pity that today's Takao seems to be most lacking in luck. Just after turning the corner, a few meters away, the two of them saw the cold elevator door close the final gap not far away.

"wait wait wait!……"

Tall Tail's shouts echoed from the dead end.

The blood that was still rushing in the veins seemed to have begun to cool down, and the violent panting made his throat a little sore, but his wide eyes could only stare at the closed elevator door in front of him.

The only staircase is next to the public elevator.

"What should I do... It seems that someone is really chasing me!" Bupo thought anxiously.

Suddenly, the elevator in front of them suddenly reopened, and a hale and hearty old man appeared in front of the two of them.

"Master Miike!"

"Father!"

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Large office.

"Yes, they're all here, but they're running out of strength... Well, don't worry, well, it's okay... I know."

Mr. Miike who was standing by the desk put down the landline in his hand, and turned to the two people who were sitting on the sofa pouring water vigorously.

"Don't worry, I've already called your agents."

"That's right, thank you, Mr. Miike!" Takao stood up and bowed, the tension on his face gradually faded away, then he lowered his voice and looked at Bupo Shang, "Hey, thank you soon."

"Hmph." Bupo Shang turned his head with disdain, "If it wasn't for you, how could I have ended up in this situation!"

"Huh?! After all, I'm still at a loss. The press conference that was supposed to refute the rumors, but you made a fuss about it. It's just another farce. You guys still want to lose your temper with me?!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Mr. Miike sighed helplessly, swallowed a mouthful of water and quickly stopped the two of them.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, what's the use of insisting on what you say? Slowly talk one by one! It's all explained!"

"What's there to say! This guy called me to the press conference and said he wanted me to help testify, but it ended up involving me!"

"When did I call you? I was pulled over by my manager for a press conference at noon. I didn't eat any food. I was always preparing to answer questions. I was afraid that something might go wrong at the press conference. Where would I have time to contact you?!"

"Do you dare to say that you didn't have the text message you sent me this afternoon!"

"It's weird to have it!"

"Boy Takao, don't worry, just sit down and talk slowly. Bupo boy, if you receive a text message, you must have a record, take it out and have a look, and you'll know?"

Fupo and Takao stared at each other aggressively and scratched his hair frantically, "I also want to put the iron proof here, but I don't have a mobile phone now!"

"Eh~ Could it be that you haven't even picked up your phone today?" Takao hugged his elbows in disbelief.

"Takao, you bastard! If I hadn't received a message from you saying it was urgent, why would I leave my bag in the music room and run out!"

"What about the evidence? You said I'd send you a message, what about the evidence?"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!" Mr. Miike finally couldn't help but picked up the magazine on the side and rolled it into a ball, and gave each of the noisy two people on the sofa a smoke, "Why are you always making noise? Decent!"

Seeing that both of them had calmed down, Mr. Miike sighed and slowed down his tone.

"Although Bupo boy is a little irritable, but he won't really act foolishly without a basis. Since he said he received the text message, he probably did. Bupo boy, are you sure that the text message you received is from Takao boy ?”

"Could it be wrong? I don't have a few people's numbers in my phone. It's not like I'm blind and can't see the names on it. They said that they want to develop a press conference and let me prove it for him no matter what!"

"Really." Miike old man turned to Takao, "Takao boy."

"Huh?..." Takao raised his head sullenly, exhausted from the school and press conference that day.

"Do you always have your cell phone with you?"

"Yeah, I have a lot of things to do today, my phone is always with me... ah..." Hearing Mr. Miike's question, Takao subconsciously touched his usual pocket for his mobile phone, but found nothing, "...why... "

"What's wrong?" Seeing Takao's strange behavior, Mr. Miike and Bupo both turned around and looked at Takao, "The phone is gone?"

Takao didn't say a word, stood up and touched his whole body, but still couldn't find it, and he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Hmph, why, you don't even dare to bring your mobile phone for fear of being wronged!" Bupo looked at Takao's appearance, and couldn't help but sneer, and was immediately stopped by the old man Miike.

"Could it be, where did it fall?"

"It seems..." Takao slowly recalled, moving forward bit by bit, "Before entering the press conference... I seemed to give it to Amu... and then..."

"At Amu's place?!"

"No no... Amu seems to have been sent back to the dressing room by the staff!" Gao Wei suddenly raised his head as if remembering something, and grabbed the unbroken shoulder, "Hey, when did you receive the text message? !"

"Ah... huh? When and when..." Bupo still couldn't keep up with Takao's train of thought, and looked at Takao in front of him in confusion and impatience.

"Tell me! When did you see the text message! No, when was that text message sent to you!"

"Ah... how do I know! I immediately dropped my phone to look for you when I saw the text message!"

"That's about the same time, right?! You're not so stupid as to see the text message and run over without even thinking about it, are you?!"

"Yes, yes! I am stupid! I will confess my love to you in front of the media! Can you not be stupid!"

Seeing that Bupo didn't care about it, Gao Wei, who had been suppressing his anxiety for a long time, seemed to have snapped the tendon called rationality in his head.

"Bang!—" With a punch on the sofa, the high-quality leather couldn't help but roar, and then Takao walked out with a gloomy face.

"Hey, boy Takao, where are you going? Amu will come over later..."

"Let him find my phone and talk about other things!"

After a loud bang of the door, only Mr. Miike and Fupo were left in the room.

"Then, what's the matter with confessing in front of the media?" Mr. Sanchi stared fixedly at the direction of the door, but asked Bupo who was lying on the sofa.

"……Nothing at all!"

"You brat!" Mr. Miike stood up and walked to a side cabinet, and took out a pack of cigarettes from the interlayer inside, "I think you ran over with a fever and said something you shouldn't have said?"

"Hey, old man, do you dislike me too?!"

"Huh? Then I have to have that time to dislike it!" Returning to his original position, Mr. Miike squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, "However, I can probably guess it if you don't tell me. I said, you won't be Can you just read the words in the script by the way?"

Bupo was still lying on the sofa, with his back to Mr. Miike.

"Whispering! Old man!"

"Hmph, boy, don't be impatient. Speaking of which, the text message should just ask you to come, and didn't ask you to say anything, right?"

"........."

"Then, why did you say that?" Mr. Miike exhaled a puff of smoke heavily, ignoring Bupo who refused to speak, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the ceiling as if talking to himself, "This is all ……why……"

The author has something to say:

Ahh... originally wanted to repeat the reasoning plot [The deadly author has watched too many detective dramas! 】

However, as expected, Susu still couldn't help speeding up the process! ! !

The plot needs to advance! ! !

Gorgeous miracles!Come out quickly! ! ! !

PS: This article is high on Xipi! ! >

The following plot push-the rise of Takao!

[Give up your dignity and stand up! 】