[Black Basket] Together with the Light

"You have to control your diet, Zhizi."

The intellectual and beautiful nutritionist said something that was not kind at all.

"Hmph." The famous talent scout smiled speculatively, "Say I'm inaccurate, hum."

"Yes, sorry, I was wrong QAQ!"

Shouldn't you believe that the author is your own mother? Last time you stepped on the edge of the passing line, did you fall down this time?

Even if you don't have a physique that doesn't allow you to eat fat, at least let the weight gain slow down!

Why do I run laps with the boys every day!

Find reasons from yourself, girl.

Pizza, milk tea, cake, you haven't missed any of them.

Even if the author is generous and doesn't complain, the delicious food will definitely hate you!

...... Beep!sorry!I was wrong! !

Takeuchi walked out of the dietitian's office holding a meal form without tears.

Kise leaned against the wall, waiting outside for her to go back to school together.The bored boy looked down at his Twitter and raised his head when he heard the door open.

"This kind of expression." Kise looked at her, "Are you going to start a diet, Xiao Zhizi?"

"Don't remind me of this sad fact again." Takeuchi put the meal list into the satchel, "Tonight's steak was ruined."

Every time he came to the studio in the past, Takeuchi always used the excuse of rewarding himself to eat delicacies that were not available in school—of course, most of them were high-calorie foods.

But today I received the diet plan, I was in a bad mood, and I couldn't let go of eating at all.

Please pay attention to the causal relationship in the above sentence. It is not that you decide not to eat because you want to go on a diet, but because you are not in the mood and have no motivation to eat.

Why is there such logic?

Ms. Takeuchi replied: The author said that food should be respected.If you are not in the mood to enjoy it, don't desecrate the food!

"Well, show me." Huang Lai blinked one eye, and said in a persuasive manner, "I am your senior in terms of dieting. I have rich experience. Maybe I can help you find loopholes."

Takeuchi dubiously took out the list again, and hesitantly handed it to Kise: "It's not good to do this, it's something to take advantage of."

"For Koeko, is food or body shape important?" Standing outside the nutritionist's office, Kise Ryota asked the ultimate question.

"Hey, it's all important!" Takeuchi gave a loud answer that neither side offended.

Kise raised her eyebrows and glanced at her. The end of the blonde model's extremely tense eyes curved upwards due to this movement, and her face was full of surprise and disbelief.Then he came to his senses, walked out, stepped out of the studio door, and Kise also finished reading the list in his hand.

The boy asked again: "Which one is more important? Tell the truth."

Takeuchi took the list from Kise, folded it in half and stuffed it into her bag. She looked in the door cautiously and guiltyly, and muttered softly: "Needless to say, of course food is more important."

For this reason, she also apologized to the author who made her have to go on a diet.

The author who added foodie attributes to himself, but made himself go on a diet is too annoying!

The girl felt wronged and wanted to cry: Why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I love food so much.

"Hey, Xiao Zhizi, think about it, the arrangement on the meal list started in the morning, and now we only have dinner left. This means that the nutritionist didn't count your dinner today." Huang Lai raised his signature Sunshine looked at Takeuchi with a smile, and there was a hidden temptation in his tone: "Tomorrow, I will start a life-threatening dieting career according to the menu given by the nutritionist——"

Takeuchi wailed: "Don't use the word that life is better than death!"

Kise: "—a sad dieting career..." He quickly passed the sentence, "Then of course we will have the last carnival tonight!"

"Starting tomorrow, chocolate ice cream butter cheese cheese will be far away from you!"

Takeuchi struggled: "But what if the one-month diet plan turns into two months, three months or even longer because of this extra meal!!"

Huang Lai: "It's just a meal, how can it have such a big impact."

Takeuchi: "The problem is what if I don't hold back today, and I can't hold back in the next month! The monk breaks the precept and eats meat, and he will think that there will be meat in every meal!"

Huang Lai looked up at the sky: "It's just a meal, don't elevate the theme to the height of willpower. Didn't I say it all, this meal was not included, and eating it is not considered a breach of the precept, and not eating it is a waste. "

"It's just a question—" Kise imitated Takeuchi's tone in the advertising studio, "Do you want to eat steak?"

Takeuchi: "...Eat!"

The modeling studio is located in the central business district where land is at a premium, and the two of them easily found a good steakhouse.

For the last supper, Takeuchi raised the level to another level.

Facing the prices on the menu, Kise did not respond.As a popular model, his income is very considerable.Kise's family's economic conditions are also very good. As the youngest child in the family, his parents, elders, and even his two older sisters would give him pocket money.

Takeuchi Xuan is very famous in this store, and it is a consumption he can afford, and it is not like he has never been here before.

Takeuchi's side is also not unaffordable.

But as I said before, I was used to being poor in my previous life—well, it’s not that poor, but it’s incomparable to the present—petty.Takeuchi's father, who has been unique all his life, raised her as a petty citizen. Even if he knows that the price is nothing to him now, he still feels heartache when he enters such a place.

But when the delicious food reaches the mouth, all the pain or unhappiness disappears.

When the first dish was served, the girl with a slightly stiff expression scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it into her mouth. Her expression instantly became dreamy, and the background behind her also switched to pink bubbles.

"Shouldn't you be so exaggerated, Xiao Zhizi." Huang Lai held up the spoon and smiled, "In this way, the focus of the picture is not the food, but you."

"Actually, no matter how hard I or the food try," said the foodie girl who puts herself and the food on an equal footing, "the focus of the picture is you from the beginning, the popular model Kise-kun."

In the central business district, although it is not a luxury store, it can be regarded as a high-consumption western restaurant. It is run by Westerners. The value-for-money concept, the pursuit of quality and service, and the owner who respects privacy prohibits customers from using flashlights to take pictures in the store.

Once you don't use the flash, it's impossible to take clear photos in a dim store that is mostly lit by candlelight.

When eating in this kind of restaurant with such a consumption style, you should be more or less careful. No girl will rush over without thinking, hold a napkin and wink at Kise and say: "Kise-kun, I am your fan! Huang Se-kun, I like you the most! Kise-kun, can you sign me?"

Then it got out of hand.

Imagining this situation, Takeuchi felt that he might order a bowl of black pepper juice for Kise's signature. If there are girls who like ketchup, it's okay.

Fortunately, the style of this store reminds customers to be reserved and low-key all the time.So although there are many eyes cast here, at least until now, no one has come to talk to him.

This is one of the reasons why Kise visited this store several times.

"Even if the focus of the picture is not Mr. Food, the weight of Xiao Zhizi will not be lighter than mine."

The sensitive girl felt that she had been shot again: "I'm not heavy at all! Definitely lighter than you!"

Huang Lai put a small glass of smoothie in his own meal in front of Takeuchi: "Yeah, twigs are not heavy at all, eat it."

Takeuchi inserted his own straw into it, and babbled: "Although I feel pampered, there is always a subtle sense of shame—being treated like a child or something."

The smile on Huang Lai's face paused for a moment, and then brought on something meaningful: "Well, what's wrong with being pampered?"

"Although there's nothing wrong with it, but—" Takeuchi raised his head, his voice suddenly paused, "Ah, it seems that someone has come to look for you."

It was a young girl in a princess dress.

Takeuchi glanced at his casual attire from the corner of his eye, and then at the sportswear on Kise's opposite, suddenly felt that they might not have been recognized as models, but because they were dressed too casually— It's full of the feeling of a rich man's bear child.

They were not disturbed before, perhaps not because the people here are self-confident, but because the lights are too dim, and others are not sure if they are the two models.

Take a look, oops, these two unofficially dressed brats seem familiar.

Take a look, hey, it seems to be so and so and so and so.

Look three times, that's right, it's that so-and-so and that so-and-so!

——Ahhhh, it really is Kise-kun!

There will probably be many girls who maintain a ladylike expression screaming crazily in their hearts.

A young girl in a princess dress came holding a brown leather-covered autograph book. She bent down nervously towards the two of them, her thin white legs trembling uncomfortably: "Excuse me, it's Ryota Kise Jun and Miss Takeuchi Eko?"

Being recognized, the two nodded.

The girl's tone was trembling: "Today, today is my birthday, can I ask you two to sign for me?"

The girl lowered her head and handed out the autograph book with both hands, with a pen clipped on it.

"Happy birthday." Kise took the notebook readily, signed her name and date, then asked the girl's name, and wrote happy birthday.

"Thank you, thank you very much!" The girl handed the notebook to Takeuchi again.

Takeuchi followed Kise's format and signed.

"Okay, happy birthday."

The girl took the notebook, with an excited expression of "I want to say too much but I can't say a word when I see you", she lingered at the table for two people for a while, and finally felt impolite, bowed deeply, hurriedly ran away.

"Looking at her expression, I was moved, Ryota."

Takeuchi tilted his head to look at the direction in which the girl left, and the side face was dimly lit by the candle in the center of the table.

"Me too." Kise looked at Takeuchi and smiled, "So, it's great to be here for dinner today."

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