Chapter 174: Baseball pitcher

Chapter 174: Baseball Pitcher
Bai Yang shot into the court diagonally, dazzling people's eyes, and a kind of anxiety and depression filled the air. The weather in May was fairly cool, and a drop of heat slipped on the forehead of the pitcher who had focused his field of view.
The pitcher’s interest is not baseball, at least not at first. Only one day the teacher discovered his talent. It’s not so dramatic, saying it’s "discovering talent." In fact, it’s just too much trouble throwing cans into the trash. I thought I would be severely reprimanded, but I was slapped on my shoulder and said,
I’m very accurate. ", and somehow joined the baseball club.
Perhaps it is really talent, whether it is pitching speed or accuracy, as long as it is trained, it can easily surpass the trained predecessors.
Therefore, in a well-regulated baseball club with well-defined generations, you can stand in this position and lead the school into Koshien.
Year after year of hard work and sweat, early morning and training day after day, hard work after hard work, it doesn't matter whether baseball is interested or not, it has been integrated into my own life and philosophy.
The game has reached a point where he holds the hope and glory in his hands. This goal must not be missed.
The sun became hot in the pitcher's eyes, and the sweat on his forehead slipped down his chin along his cheeks, dripping onto the court, and dampening the loess.
"Ye You, which school do you think can win?"
Ye You, who was immersed in reading, raised his eyes and glanced at the venue.
"The pitcher is obviously arrhythmic, breathing disorder, muscles tight, eyes fixed on the bat, but dull, obviously empty head, stiff thinking. He is too, this ball, it is very likely to make a mistake."
Xia Zhiqiu on the right hand side of Ye You touched his chin, staring at the figure the size of a mung bean in the field: "You really can edit it, can you see it clearly?"
"Do you want to bet?" Qiong was speaking, and she sat on Ye You's left hand. The trio chose a relatively empty position. After all, it was just a little-known qualifier. There were still many seats that were not sold. Most of the students and their parents came.
"What are you betting on?"
Light novelists always maintain ample energy for the ups and downs of development.
"If the pitcher loses, he will put a picture in the club activity classroom, "Even if we live alone, we are not alone." "
Sla.
Ye You, who was flipping the book, shook his hand and tore off the corner of the page.
"What's wrong?" Xia Zhiqiu looked over.
Ye You's mouth grinned and glanced at Qiong. The girl's innocent big eyes blinked innocently.
Then he said: "It's really bad, this is a book borrowed from the library."
"Three times the repayment will do." Xia Zhiqiu didn't care.
"It's not the problem, it's the credibility. My points will soon accumulate to the first place."
"It's about to pitch." Qiong inserted in. "Senior, do you gamble?"
Qiong mentioned it when he joined the Ministry of Literature, but after all, it was not implemented. First, find the person who writes, and then frame it, which is too much trouble.
Xia Zhiqiu glanced at Ye You suspiciously, without saying anything, and then accepted Qiong's bet.
"Okay, if he loses, Mmm... just think of a way to get your brother to join the club."
"Why bother with me? Besides, even if I join the club, I'm a ghost member." Ye You closed his book. Although he could get quiet from the busy city, these two really couldn't make people calm.
"You don't need to say that I also know it, but isn't it more interesting that everyone is in the same club? This is your perfect opportunity to form a harem?
Kasumigaoka's full chest leaned forward and said seductively.
"It's pitched." Ye You said loudly, leading the two of them to the court.
With a swish, the bat swung empty.
But the white baseball didn't fly to the catcher either, it flew off the field with a diagonal line deviating more than 15°.
"The cast is crooked! So much difference?"
Then Xia Zhiqiu saw that the pitcher knelt down on his knees as if his energy had been exhausted, motionless as if he had been petrified.
The players in the white uniforms threw their bats and gloves up high, running and hugging each other. In sharp contrast, the players in black uniforms wander aimlessly like wandering souls. The court, or stand straight in place.
Lost.
There seemed to be a sad color.
Xia Zhiqiu was deeply moved by the sadness that came out and the joy that overflowed from the other team. She stood up abruptly and opened her hands.
"This is youth, youth! Everyone works hard for the same thing, is happy for the same thing, and sheds tears for the same thing! Ah, ah, yes! Yes! That’s how it feels, no more. It’s going to overflow. , Something is going to overflow!"
Ye You looked at the excited Xia Zhiqiu, although he understood her mood, it was probably this feeling when the inspiration dries up and the thoughts are flowing, but the form of expression is different. But I still can't agree with Hesi-senpai's actions. Fortunately, there is no one around, otherwise I will definitely be labeled as a "strange person with a slut".
"Well, can you sit down first?" Ye You pressed her shoulder.
"Well, let's first think about which design company to find. I want to hang that sentence in the most conspicuous part of the activity room." Qiong said softly, flicking his hair.
"Of course no problem, let's go down first."
Xia Zhiqiu stood up again and walked off the court.
"What do you want to do?" Ye You pulled Qiong helplessly behind.
"Of course it is based on the material, I want to observe it more closely, Ye You, come soon."
Xia Zhiqiu was always headstrong when facing Ye You sometimes, and didn't seem to know what it meant to "make people trouble".
"Hey, slow down, I'll just go back if I get lost." Ye You shouted from behind.
Players on the field are successively going to the locker room to change clothes. Whether they encourage each other or sell well in the future, it is a good place for players to communicate.
Xia Zhiqiu took Ye You to the corridor off the court and walked towards the dressing room.
"So the staff wouldn't stop it?" The smooth floor of the wide corridor was reflecting the incandescent lamp, and Qiong stretched his neck curiously.
"It's not a big game. After all, this is just an entertainment for high school students. Even if it is a real Jiaziyuan, it does not mean that you can become a professional player." Ye You said with a smile.
The three of them moved forward in the empty corridor. Just a few distances from the locker room, laughter and muffled noises came from the crack of the door.
"What the most potential pitcher in the whole society? It's just shit!"
"By betraying the teacher and shamelessly squeezing Big Brother Haotian down, he actually made this kind of ball!"
"Your right hand, I think it's better not to."
(In Sanya these few days, I went back on the 15th. The phone code, my thoughts are not coherent, and I am not used to it. Please forgive me.)