baseball boy

Damn, why after practicing for so long, I still can't throw the kind of ball I want. Is it destined that I won't be able to walk on the mound again?

"Boy, if you don't hit the ball well, go down from the strike zone. There are still many people waiting for the test below." A slightly angry voice came from his ear, and Liang Zhen realized that he was still thinking about pitching just now. The ball from the ball machine whizzed by, but I didn't even swing my bat.

"I'm sorry, please do it again." Liang Zhen squeezed the brim of his hat and nodded.

After adjusting his posture, he clenched the metal bat in his hand, watched the white baseball flying towards him, and swung it.

"pong"

The fierce impact of baseballs and metal bats sounded.

"Listening to the sound, it seems to be playing well." The sound came to the pitching area, and several coaches who were taking notes were surprised.

The baseball at a speed of 130km/h crossed a long trajectory. The ball was hit very high and far. Amid the exclamation of the crowd, it crossed the fence and even fell into the creek on the opposite bank.

"Although this guy is a serve machine, he hit such a deep hit the first time. This is a home run in an official game." Not far away, Jin Wan looked at the blond boy who was about to hit the second ball, and couldn't help feeling fear.

"pong"

With another blow, Liangzhen hit the straight ball with a speed of 140km/h hit by the ball machine and hit the top of the guardrail.

"Wow, is this guy a monster?"

"Although they are all straight balls, the trajectory is too scary."

"Is this guy really a first grader?"

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Kuramochi, who was also doing swing practice, looked dissatisfied, "The test is the test, what are the first grades doing over there, it's so noisy to play ball."

"It seemed like I hit a home run just now." Qianyuan raised his eyes and saw several figures running to the fence to pick up the ball.

Kuramochi rolled his eyes, and drooped the metal bat on his body in dissatisfaction, "What is the home plate plan, I can hit it when I am in middle school in my country, how hard is the ball from this ball machine to hit."

Seeing Miyuki walking away, Kuramochi shouted, "Hey, Miyuki, it's time for practice, where are you going?"

"As for me, I have a more sense of crisis. People who can hit home runs may be able to enter the army as long as they perform well in the defensive position." Miyuki cracked a bright smile, "Maybe one day you will be injured. When the time comes, I can play instead of you." Miyuki saw Kuramochi who was in a state of bursting veins and added, "After all, in addition to your fast legs, your batting average is only 2%... Hahahaha."

"Miyuki Kazuya, you bastard."

"Who do you think will get hurt, huh?"

"Stop for me, come back and tell me who will replace whom."

Miyuki ignored Kuramochi's furious shouts behind him.He looked up at the familiar figure in the test area not far away, with a complicated look on his face.

As early as when I accompanied him to practice striking that day, I knew that this person's striking power was not weak, and it could even be said to be on par with my own. With a twist and a swing, his posture was perfect.He used to be a speed player, combined with his not weak hitting power, he should be a full-fledged member in the Junior League, and he might still be an ace.

Yabai, even if this guy switches to left-handed now, his existence really makes people feel pressured.

Kominato narrowed his eyes, saw Kuramochi who had been dragged furiously by his teammates and Miyuki who was walking towards the test area, turned to Tetsuya Yuuki, "Tetsu, do they just ignore it like this?"

"Miyuki has always done things properly," Yuuki Tetsu also wiped the sweat that was running down his eyes, "Besides, what Miyuki said is right, no one can guarantee to stay in the first army forever, Kuramochi's batting percentage is still too low gone."

Kuramochi, who was still struggling to rush over, heard his captain's speech, slipped on the soles of his feet, and almost fell down.

"You bastard, if you have time to yell here, you might as well practice your blows," Jun Isashiki slapped Kuramochi on the head, and Kuramochi, who had died, was dragged away by the collar .

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strike zone

"Adjust the ball speed to 150km/h, curveball."

Supervisor Kataoka folded his arms and said to a coach.

"Yes"

The speed of 150km/h is completely different from the speed of 140km/h. Coupled with the tail strength of the curveball, Ryo really just barely hit it in the first swing. Although it only touched the edge of the ball, it felt like It was as heavy as a shot put, and the reaction of the force made the wrist tremble slightly.

Barely hit a single, and if you're unlucky, you'll still be blocked.Ryo really flicked his wrist and gripped the bat again. He didn't hit it well the first time, and it seemed that he wasn't swinging fast enough.

Then hurry up.

The second ball spurts out.

Facing the fast approaching white ball, in Liang Zhen's eyes, it was like a slow motion with the slow button pressed. The trajectory of the baseball was split into countless phantoms. When the ball was infinitely close to the bat, he hit it quickly .

The people next to him felt as if a hurricane had hit them.

"pong"

Right on the center of the ball, it can be said that this is a perfect shot.

The batted baseball quickly flew into the blue sky, and everyone was staring at the small white ball.

With a "snap", the ball hit the guardrail net, and there was a fierce friction with the guardrail net.

"Yo, that's not bad. The freshmen in this period can hit the ball so far. Is it a player promoted from senior?"

"Come a few more, Qingdao is expected to enter Jiashiyuan this year."

In the stands behind the block, several Qingdao OBs who had graduated for many years were chatting excitedly.

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"Wow, this guy is such a monster, he can hit a 150km/h curveball like this for the second time."

"You didn't see it just now. His throwing is also terrible. The ball seems to be smashing at a high speed. Except for Miyuki-senpai, no one can catch his ball."

"Fuck, you're worthy of being someone from the American Junior League."

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"Ryoma Sato."

"To" Liang Xin shuddered.

"From today you join the first army, now you go to the first army to train with the second and third grades."

Kataoka's thick voice spread throughout the strike area, and the surrounding first graders were in an uproar. No matter who looked at the blond boy with envy, jealousy or reluctance, no one dared to refute Supervisor Kataoka's words.

"Supervisor, I think..."

"Don't think about it except pitching, go to the first army to do defensive practice right now."

The tall middle-aged man was wearing sunglasses, his tone didn't fluctuate, and Liang Zhen still felt a chill.

"Yes."

Liang Zhen trotted towards the training place of the First Army.

"Senior Yuki, the supervisor asked me to come over for defensive training," Liang Zhen bowed obediently when he saw his captain

"What supervisor told you to come here? Have you joined the First Army?" Cang Mochi raised his face unhappily, and looked at Liang Zhen with his nostrils.

"Yes, Senior Kuramochi."

The eyes of the other members of the first army met, and the question that flashed at the same time was what did this kid do to make the supervisor make a decision so quickly.

Yuxing, who was following Liangzhen, grabbed Liangzhen's neck, looking like a brother and sister, "Oh, you don't know, just now this brat played three tuba."

Liang Zhen felt disgusted and wanted to wave Miyuki's arm away, "Miyuki-senpai, you smell of sweat and sand all over your body, please don't get so close, okay?"

Is hitting good besides pitching?After seeing this kid's pitching, Ichiro Tanba felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. At this time, the supervisor asked him to join the first army, did he want him to be a pitcher?

"Now for the first army's defensive training, divide into two groups for a confrontation match, Sato Ryoma, you will be the fielder."

When the familiar and cold voice sounded, Liang Zhen knew that he had no room to refute, so he obediently picked up the field gloves and walked to the field.

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All afternoon, Liangzhen was standing in the outfield blankly, and others were yelling inside. He almost fell asleep staring at the sand. Today's game didn't have a single ball flying to the outfield.

It's so boring, I really want to practice pitching, can he regain his previous glory if this goes on?

It wasn't until night that he saw Rong Chun, who was also downcast like him, and both of them returned to Qingxinliao exhausted.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, my body was very tired, but I didn't feel sleepy at all.

"You don't seem too happy about joining the First Army."

Damn black-bellied, always like to guess other people's minds, so the trouble of the catcher is dead.

"How come, of course I am happy to join the First Army."

"Really." The handsome guy with glasses who was wiping the catcher's glove raised his mouth, "I thought you were sad because you couldn't be a pitcher."

Liangzhen felt that he had the urge to rush over and hit him, "Senior Miyuki, you should worry about yourself first, thinking about things like a woman."

Miyuki twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly, "Since when did I look like a woman?"

Liang Zhen snorted coldly and ignored it.

At the same time in Room 5.

"Hahaha", Cangchi pointed at Zhu Rong's muddy appearance and laughed, "You ran alone all day today, how cool it is."

Zhu Rong tossed his clothes and glared at Cang Mo, "I know I'm a coward, but one day, I will become the trump card."

Kuramochi paused while flipping through the magazine, "At this moment, you are not the only one who feels confused,"

Eijun couldn't see Kuramochi's face hidden in the shadows clearly, but felt that his voice was not as cheerful and unruly as before, and seemed extraordinarily heavy.

"In a famous baseball school, everyone wants to be in the first team, wants to hit the fourth bat, and wants to be an ace. Do you know why Masuko Toru has come back so late these days? He is still practicing his swing because he was in an official game. , he missed a ball, and the supervisor removed him from the first army. Only those who left the actual results can stay, and the others can only wait for the next opportunity," Kuramochi looked up at Eijun, " But for you, isn't there still two and a half years left?"

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The rising sun melted the white mist that filled the air.

Rei Takashima saw Supervisor Kataoka, and hurried up to greet him, "Director Kataoka, do you really want Sawamura Eijun-kun and Sato Ryoma-kun to give up being pitchers? These two definitely have the potential to be aces, Sato-kun Needless to say, Sawamura Eisum..."

At this time, two slender figures appeared on the court. Facing the morning light, Takashima Rei didn't see clearly, "Who is it, so early in the morning."

The figure gradually became clear, and the golden hair was particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.

Rei Takashima and Kataoka looked a little surprised.

After a long time, Kataoka's resolute jaw moved, "Now is not the time, the agreement is the agreement."

Takashima Rei looked at the back of Kataoka going away, and raised his eyes to the two figures chasing each other in the distance, muttering to himself, "Isn't it the time now?"

Liang really didn't expect to meet Zhu Rong at this time, and when he saw the obvious black circles under his eyes, he realized that he couldn't sleep either.

"Xiaozhen, it's so early, let's run together."

"Xiaozhen, I must be the trump card."

Zhurong's cry was almost piercing, he glanced at Liang Zhen with a calm face, "Xiao Zhen, don't you want to join the first army?"

"No, I joined the First Army yesterday, didn't I?"

"Wow wow wow, Xiaozhen, how could you leave me first and run to the first army? No, I decided not to lose to Xiaozhen," he said, tying the two tires to his waist with string, desperately As he charged forward, dust flew everywhere he went, "I am the man who wants to be the ace, Sawamura Eijun."

Miyuki held the metal bat and smiled when he saw the two running on the field.