baseball boy

"Excuse me," Liang Zhen turned the doorknob, saw Rei Takashima and Minister Ota, and was taken aback for a moment.

"I called you here for the future competition," Liang Zhen met the man's sharp eyes under the sunglasses, "and to decide your position in the first army."

The dark pupils of the blond boy shrank.

Kataoka stood by the window, and on the field in the distance, the sound of metal bats and baseballs colliding kept ringing, "Seodoo has not entered Koshien for 5 consecutive years. In the final analysis, the problem is the pitching line. , but the weakness of the pitching line is still clear at a glance." A thick and deep voice slowly sounded in my ear, "But this year you are a surprise that surprised me, Sato."

The person whose name was called looked back and saw the raging fire under the eyes that were usually calm, "From now on, I hope you will serve as a relief pitcher and pitch for the team. This is my selfish desire as a supervisor." , "The man as tall as a black tower suddenly bowed 90 degrees to the blond boy standing there, "Please."

"Supervision."

"Supervisor Kataoka"

Rei Takashima and Minister Ota were stunned with this man's performance.

Liang Zhen calmed down after being overly frightened, "Relief pitcher? Is it similar to a major league closer?"

"Yes, there are only less than two months before the regional preliminaries. I hope you will support the seniors in the second and third grades as a junior." Kataoka straightened up and stared at Suzuma firmly, "I know that with your talent, just as a Relief pitchers, you are not willing to be reconciled, but no matter what, this year, I must take them to that stage."

Minister Ota's face was covered with cold sweat, and his lips became diamond-shaped again. Is it really okay to say such things to such a pitcher who can be an ace?

The room suddenly became quiet, and there was a shocking silence.

"Relief pitchers seem to sound very interesting," Liang Zhen raised his eyes hidden in the darkness, with a hint of a smile on his lips, "Pitching at a critical moment...the savior of Qingdao, right?" Darkness There was a ray of light in his eyes that made it difficult to look directly at.

Rei Takashima raised his glasses, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Minister Ota looked surprised, "This, this, supervisor..."

The man with a murderous face finally flashed a smile in his eyes, "You will be the starter in the summer games. In addition to the relief pitcher, you need to be the right fielder. Can you do it?"

"Yes, I will definitely live up to the expectations of the supervisor and seniors." After I came to Qingdao and witnessed the heroic demeanor and sweat of the seniors on the field, I knew that I came to this school in the first place There is nothing wrong with my decision, I also want to go to that stage once, I want to stand on that stage with my seniors...

Minister Ota looked at the boy who had gone far away, and asked carefully, "Director Kataoka, is it a pity to put Sato in the fielder position, after all, he is fully capable of becoming an Ace, and his joining this year's pitching team will be stronger Yes, why..."

Rei Takashima glanced at Kataoka, "He has an excellent sense of the ball, excellent fielding, baserunning, and hitting, and his pitching is even monster level. That person already has a professional baseball level. Regardless of whether Supervisor Kataoka Give him ace or not, one day he will become an existence recognized by everyone. Sato is still in the first grade, to be precise, there are still two years left, and Tanba is in the third grade. They have no way out. The game decides whether their summer will end early, and the enthusiasm of the two is completely incomparable." Takashima Rei raised his glasses again, "But with reliable hitting power and wonderful and stable pitching, the supervisor is not willing to let him be buried Bar."

Kataoka didn't answer, but the smile in his eyes said it all, "That kid is a natural baseball genius. Next, there will be a 7-day devil training camp. After that, there will be a practice match with Kiryu Osaka. Then we will continue to observe and see what happens. Whether Tani and Sawamura, two freshmen, can serve as part of the main pitching lineup and board in the summer games."

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The seven-day training camp finally kicked off, and all kinds of sprint training had exhausted Eijun, Fugu, and Haruichi physically and mentally. At night, they couldn't even lift their fingers, and fell to the ground panting.

"Why, why can Sato-kun still stand up?" Haruichi panted heavily, looking at the blond boy standing with the senior.

"They're all monsters."

The training camp was really hell. The clothes and lining were already soaked in sweat, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to the body. I really wanted to go back and take a hot bath.

"Hey, let me say, Miyuki," Kuramochi caught a glimpse of a certain blond boy who could still stand up, and then thought of his futile appearance in the training camp for the first time, and said rather indignantly, "That kid looks like He is as tall and thin as Jiang Gu, why is his physical strength so good, shouldn't he faint immediately with that kind of noodle figure?" He pointed to Jiang Gu Xiao who was already spitting bubbles on the ground.

"Hahaha, I don't know how perverted this guy's body is," a wicked catcher who was also sweating profusely said with a crooked smile, "Have you seen the last game, right? Army players, be careful that your shortstop position is taken away. Approaching the shadows chasing from behind is very scary, hahahaha."

"Asshole, Miyuki, don't be so gloomy like Senior Ryosuke." Kuramochi yelled behind Miyuki, completely unaware that Kominato Ryosuke's face not far away was extremely dark.

"Kuramochi, it seems that you are quite energetic. It seems that you can do 200 push-ups." From the smiling Kominato Ryosuke.

Kuramochi: …(⊙_⊙;)…

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The short seven-day devil training camp felt like seven years had passed. For everyone, these seven days were undoubtedly the most tiring. Even Liang Zhen, who was secretly turned into a monster by everyone, couldn't bear it.The white cheeks of the past were covered with dust, and the pouring sweat slid over the delicate jaw leaving brown marks. The body was already reaching its limit, but the eyes were still piercing and radiant. The third grade who insists on faith must also have spirit.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'

"Really, is this guy still so energetic?"

"Didn't you see that even the seniors in the third grade can hardly stand up? What is the limit of this guy's physical strength? It feels like a bottomless pit."

"Sato, come here," Director Kataoka pointed to the muddy blond boy, and asked him to join the third-grade fielding practice. He took the bat in his hand and hit a ground ball. Open your face, swing the bat yourself, one ball after another, the sky is getting dark, the headlights on the court are turned on, no one knows how many balls Kataoka hits, and no one knows how many catches The ball, as if tireless, the balls fell like raindrops, the body's reaction has exceeded the command of the consciousness.At this time, "Pang--", a ball was hit to the ground suddenly, and bounced to Ryosuke Kominato's stomach. Almost everyone was exhausted. "What's the matter, why didn't the voice come out?"

"Tetsuya, are you tired too?"

Damn, the body is so heavy, like a few thousand catties, the legs are gradually trembling, but the mind is still very clear, the excellent dynamic vision caught the ball rolling towards him, turned sideways, hooked the glove, and the ball bounced into the glove .

Never lose to the first grade, these are the words that flashed through the minds of the other four at the same time.They were already so tired that they were about to fall down, and they stood up with difficulty only with the support of a thought.

"Ahhhhhhh." Isashiki Jun's shout made Kataoka smile with satisfaction.

"Last ball."

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On the second day, Qingdao Baseball Stadium

Aomichi VS Osaka Kiryu

Today's Furuya and Eijun are boarding separately, and the starting pitcher is Furuya.

There were four balls at the beginning. Is it because the fatigue of the training camp has not been eliminated?It is also the practice match after the seven-day devil training camp, even hard-working people can't stand it, let alone Jianggu with poor physical strength.Speaking of which, my legs are heavy, and those people are also very powerful, and I can't tell from the tiredness on their faces.Liang Zhen, who was guarding the outfield, looked towards the backs of the people in the infield.

The tall, skinny boy on the mound started the first inning with the bases loaded and no outs, and Seidou suddenly fell into crisis.

Liang Zhen glanced at the man squatting on the home plate, and the corner of his mouth twitched. This guy didn't play the ball for Jiang Gu at all today.The current situation is not called a timeout, and the seniors did not go to comfort Jiang Gu, and there are no instructions in the rest area.Director Kataoka, is this going to let someone kill himself?

Or... to test his pitching performance under fatigue?If so, it's a terrible man to oversee you.

"Pong---"

"right fielder"

Cool Shin shivered, and ran towards the speeding white ball.

No, it's about to land.

Everyone saw the blond boy leaping forward, stretching out his right hand, and slamming his body heavily on the ground. Turning sideways, the white ball accurately landed in the glove, rubbed against the non-slip hook a few times, and lay quietly on the cold bed. in the glove.

"Out."

"You can get it like this," said Takahiro Matsumoto, supervisor of the Kiryu rest area in Osaka, whose face froze all of a sudden, "As expected of a giant in Tokyo, if Seido can enter Koshien this year, we must pay special attention."

This shot is really far-reaching, and he can hit Furutani's ball like this. Although the speed of the ball is not high, the line of that Osaka Kiryu can't be underestimated.

Being rescued by the guards, Miyuki breathed a sigh of relief, that kid is quite reliable, no wonder the supervisor planned to give him the starting number.

The boos outside the stadium were extremely loud. Although the supervisor ordered that there is no need to match the ball to Jiangu, and he didn't care about winning or losing the game, but if the loss is too ugly, I will feel sorry for the spectators who have always supported Qingdao.

"Sorry, time" Jiang Gu raised his right hand.

Miyuki at home plate was taken aback, and ran towards the mound with small steps...

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