baseball boy

Qingxinliao Canteen

The sound of mouthfuls of eating filled the entire cafeteria, and everyone was very quiet today, flicking the rice in their bowls.

After several weeks of dragging tires and running, Zhu Rong's appetite suddenly increased a lot, "Please, give me another bowl of rice."

Zhurong returned to the dining table with a mountain of rice, saw Liangzhen next to him and smiled at him, "Not bad, I still vomited when I first came here, but now I can eat so much."

"Xiao Zhen," Zhu Rong's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, as if aware of the different atmosphere around him, he asked in a low voice, "You know what happened, why do you feel weird today?"

"Oh, I noticed it, because tomorrow there will be a red-white match between the first grade, the second grade, and the third grade," the handsome catcher wearing black-rimmed glasses and a baseball cap tilted, smiled, "It seems that you still Not so stupid."

"Asshole, why didn't anyone tell me." Eijun grabbed Miyuki by the neckline, and while weeping lasagna-like tears, he held Miyuki in his hand and shook it vigorously.

Miyuki hung on Churong's hand, a little speechless, "Hey, hey, let me say that I'm also a senior after all, okay?"

Chu Rong let go of Miyuki's collar, cried and looked at Liang Zhen, "Xiaozhen, what should I do, I really want to go to the competition."

At this moment, a tall, thin and handsome boy stopped in front of the dining table, his voice was unique to a teenager, "Miyuki-senpai, can I sit next to you?"

Before Miyuki could answer, he grabbed the food and squeezed between Ryoma and Miyuki. Ryoma didn't realize it all of a sudden, and was squeezed out of the chair, almost fell off the dog's shit.

Even though he has the soul of an adult, Liang Zhen couldn't help being a little angry. It was Eijun who got angry first, "It's you, what's the matter with you, isn't there still a seat over there? Why do you have to squeeze in here?"

Akatsuki Furutani ignored Eijun's yelling and stared at Miyuki, "Senior Miyuki, I won't let anyone hit my ball tomorrow, if that's the case, can you come pick me up tomorrow the ball?"

What a self-centered idiot, Bi Zhurong couldn't tell the situation clearly, didn't he realize that all the seniors present were furious.Liang Zhen looked at Jiang Gu Xiao with some amusement.Even Goro Shigeno of the major leagues and his own grandfather wouldn't speak so loudly. I don't know if he should be called naive or conceited.

"Rookie, what did you say, say it again."

"Have the guts to say it again, don't you?"

"If you want Miyuki to catch your ball, show your actual results. A kid who just graduated from middle school, what ability do you have to let Miyuki catch your ball?"

All the seniors present almost surrounded the dining table, all of them with black faces, as if once Jiang Guxiao uttered wild words again, they would definitely rush forward to let him know how powerful his fists were.

Liang Zhen looked at the food that had gone cold, and wailed inwardly, and told no one to eat.Although it is not necessary to fight, is it really good to offend all the seniors at once?

It wasn't until Danbo made a sound that he stopped, and Jianggu was "beat up by a group". ^_^;

Leaving behind a dumbfounded look.

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Qingxinliao Dormitory

"Are you going to participate in the red and white competition tomorrow?"

Liang Zhen, who was seriously writing Chinese homework, heard a black-bellied catcher ask casually.

"I didn't say that I would not be allowed to participate. The supervisor said all the first-year members. After all, I am not preparing for the Kanto competition like my predecessors."

There was a sour taste in what he said, Miyuki turned the baseball in his hand.

"Maybe, after all, you have also joined the first army now. Your ability was obvious to all in the last match against the city junior. In the Kanto competition, maybe the supervisor will let you start."

Liang Zhen paused for a moment with the pencil he was holding, and put down the book in his hand, "It's almost time, I'm going to train."

Really, this guy's self-esteem as a pitcher is really high, except that he doesn't recognize anyone standing on the mound at all, well, there is no way to do this, after all, it is the former ace.

Miyuki looked at the figure of someone going out with a baseball glove, his golden brown eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that the pressure brought by Jiang Gu is not only felt by the second and third graders. As a pitcher of the same type as Jiang Gu, someone seems to be under more pressure.

First it's a curveball, then a vertical slider, and then a lower left corner.

Phew, Ryoma didn't stop throwing the ball until it surpassed 100 balls.During this period of time, the sensitivity of his left hand has been very close to that of his right hand. At least now he can throw the ball back to 70% of the previous level. As long as he recovers well, he believes that no one in Qingdao can surpass him in terms of ball control.

Eijun, who hid behind the door and watched Ryoma finish his last shot, was overwhelmed by the power of the last shot. It was similar to Fuguya's ball speed, but the ball control and tail power were higher than the former.Zhu Rong didn't know how to describe it, but he felt that Liang Zhen's pitching was more imposing than the former one, and he felt more fear and trembling than seeing the ball falling into the valley for the first time.

It turned out that this was Xiaozhen's true strength, and he must not lose. Rong Chun's innocent big eyes seemed to be gushing out, and his whole body was ablaze.

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The next day happened to be Sunday, and there were many spectators around Qingdao Baseball Stadium, including OBs who had graduated from Qingdao. Reporters and scouts gathered here to observe some potential players.

Most of the first-year players were so nervous that they couldn't sleep since yesterday. All of them stared at the court without blinking their bloodshot eyes.

Zhu Rong was so happy that he was about to cry, and the black-bellied glasses catcher saw him and made fun of him.Because of last night's mistake, he made an exception to let coach Kataoka agree that he has the potential to be an ace.

Eijun's whole person was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, which was in stark contrast to the heavy atmosphere in the first-year rest area.

The starting pitcher is Hideaki Tojo, a senior pitcher of Matsukata Little League who made it to the National Final Four in junior high school.

It's a pity that the ball he threw couldn't restrain the opponent's line at all, and he was scored 5 points in the first game.When it was the freshman's turn to hit, most of the people were intimidated by Danba's sharp curveball.The first grader standing on the mat was thrown by Tanba, and the curveball that turned sharply was frightened, his legs were trembling, and he walked down from the strike zone in a daze.

All the first graders seemed to be swallowed by the momentum of the second and third graders, most of them lowered their heads in silence, and the whole rest area was quiet.

Until the third inning, the first-year hit line was still zero, but the pitcher had already scored 13 runs.

"Pitcher Swap"

Zhu Rong kept looking at Supervisor Kataoka cheerfully, and kept pointing at himself.It seems to say choose me quickly, choose me quickly.

"In that case, Sawamura Eijun, go ahead."

Zhurong ran to the mound excitedly holding the glove, but was stopped by a thick voice.

"Where are you going? Your position is right fielder."

Stupidity suddenly petrified...

Kataoka finally replaced Akira Furutani after Tokuei landed a high fly ball in a funny pose and injured the opponent's senior who was running towards third base.

As a result, Fuguya's imposing first ball smashed Kataoka's helmet in the referee area with strong force.

"Akatsuki Fugu, you are qualified, and you will start training for the first army tomorrow." Kataoka's words without ups and downs decided the future of a pitcher, "You can go down, because no one in the first grade can catch his pitcher." The ball." Kataoka looked around and pointed out with unreconciled and stubborn immature cheeks.

"It's great to join the first army." Haruichi Kominato, who was sitting in the rest area, rubbed his wooden baseball bat and said softly to himself.

Almost all the first graders gave up the game. When the score difference reached double digits in the fourth inning, there was only Zhu Rong, who cheerfully waved a metal baseball bat, talking foolishly about finding a breakthrough, but swung hard but failed. How can not touch the ball.

Still not working?No matter how hard he swung, he couldn't touch the ball, and he didn't even touch the edge. Rongchun was disappointed, but his unwillingness to admit defeat made him insist on standing on the batting bench. Now there are two strikes, no bad shots, only One more chance.

Kawakami's carter ball flew to home plate with a whoosh, but fell out of the glove because the catcher missed it.

Rong Chun on the batting mat thought he had already been struck out, and at the moment of desperation, he heard a voice from the rest area opposite, "It's not over yet, the catcher has escaped."

Liang Zhen has been paying attention to the situation on the field, and shouted, "Ei Chun, run."

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, Eijun was startled, reacted, and quickly ran to the first base.

"safe"

Undead and strikeout, barely hit the base, Rong Chun patted the sand on his clothes, looked at the rest area, if there was no voice to remind him, he would not have time to hit the base, the voice sounds like Xiaozhen, who is the other person?

When Jinmaru turned around, he realized that Sato Ryoma had been sitting in the rest area at the back. He must have made the cry just now. Who is the other pink-haired person?I heard him yelling just now.

"Hey, Sato, why are you here, shouldn't you be in the first army?"

Liangzhen looked at Jinmaru, "The supervisor said all the first graders, of course I'm here."

Jinwan immediately became furious, "Then why don't you come out to compete, thinking that since you've been promoted to the first army, you don't care about the outcome of this match?"

"Kinmaru-kun, I think you misunderstood, I..."

At this time, there was a lot of discussion in the rest area of ​​the first grade, "Even if there is someone on the first base, what can we do? We don't have the supervision to give the signal. The opponent's pitcher has just entered the field, so how can he seize the opportunity?"

"Really, 2 strikeouts in a row"

"It's such a waste to have someone hit base so rarely."

Jiang Gu stood up, "I'm sorry, I don't have to go on the board anyway, can I go down and practice on my own?"

The catcher at home plate looked up and asked Kataoka, "Is this okay? Supervisor."

"It doesn't matter, Fang Zheng's game will be over after this round."

The morale in the rest area of ​​the first grade was low, and everyone said one after another, "I also want to end the game quickly. What's the point of being beaten by seniors like this?"

"There is no other way, we are doomed."

In fact, the first-year high-spirited is only Churong, and he is the only one who hasn't given up yet, no, it's not over yet, just like what Eijun said, the outcome of baseball starts in the last two innings, and it's not yet When you give up.

"You guys, what are you playing for?" Liang Zhen suddenly asked everyone, "It's time to abandon the achievements accumulated in junior high school. After entering Qingdao, everything starts from scratch. What we pursue is As a result, it’s better for you to recognize it earlier.”

"Substitute if you don't have the motivation." Xiao Minato pointed at Kanemaru who couldn't refute with a bat.

"I'm sorry, let's change someone here and replace Ryoma Sato." Ryoma shouted towards the referee's area, took the bat, and walked to the batting bench.

The author has something to say:

I have completed this chapter, knowing that there are little angels reading it, the author is full of motivation now.