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For a whole morning, everyone in the Qingdao Baseball Club was fighting with their physical strength, as if they were going to completely squeeze their physical strength clean, how ruthless, how to come, of course, as the training intensity increased, the gap became more and more obvious.

It didn't take until half past nine in the morning when the training came to an end, which was also a time for the coaching staff to estimate the physical exertion, and of course, not everyone persevered.

There were already three or four people on the side of the second army who left the field ahead of schedule, which was completely a sign of physical strength.

On the side of the first army, Takazu Hirotomi was the most tired, and he felt like he was about to fall to the floor, in addition, Kominato Harushi and Shibuyani Xiao didn't seem to be in good shape, and then Shinji Kanemaru and Hideaki Tojo.

The sweaty man was panting profusely, and he couldn't even speak.

However, after this massive physical exertion, something even more terrible awaited them.

That's breakfast time, it's still the prescribed three bowls of rice, you have to eat, and the grinders have to swallow it, this is the requirement of the Qingdao High School Baseball Club, basically after this kind of large-scale physical training, most people are lying on the table and want to sleep directly, and they feel like they are going to vomit when they see the rice.

Not to mention having to swallow three bowls.

Most of the players in the first army are eating with very calm faces, Rong Chun and Falling Gu are even more energetic to eat, of course, this kind of competition can only last for a while, it turns out that in this kind of thing, there is not much difference between physical strength and inferiority.

"Uh... ”

When he heard a certain voice from the side, Liu Yong decisively distanced himself from the guy next to him.

"Rong Chun, you eat slowly, or you'll spit it out. Liu Yong was almost speechless, saying that the two of you should not compete when eating, "There is also a valley drop, and there is training in the afternoon, you are like this, you can't hold on at all, don't forget the summer." ”

"I'll go, you two don't really throw up together, I'm damn. "Liu Yong is about to take these two, he will die if he eats slowly, he has to compete like this, okay, Liu Yong silently picked up the rice bowl and quickly changed the table, otherwise if he really vomited out, if Liu Yong himself had no appetite, it would be really fun.

If you don't eat, the afternoon training will really kill you.

Kominato Harushi is already completely powerless to complain, he is completely rubbing himself with his head down and his own rice one by one, and Shinji Kanemaru next to him already has a numb expression.

Eating is the same as mechanical movements, and after Tojo Hideaki reluctantly swallowed two bowls of rice, he looked at the third bowl that was served in a daze, and Tojo Hideaki had the urge to cry.

"That, is there less rice?" The female manager who came to the baseball club early in the morning to help, also in the same grade as Liu Yong and others, and Yoshikawa Haruno, who was in the same class as Rong Chun, looked weakly at Tojo Hideaki in front of him, thinking that his demeanor was thinking that there was little rice, and his hand immediately stretched out, "I'll help you serve a little more."

"No, no, no, enough, enough, that's enough. Tojo Hideaki's face changed, and he hurriedly protected his rice bowl, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said.

The third bowl is almost uneaten, and it's all full, and it's still serving rice, he's really going to vomit.

"Oh, is it?" Haruno Yoshikawa glanced at Hideaki Tojo with some confusion, "If it's not enough, you can call me." ”

I didn't feel comfortable adding such a sentence, and Tojo had to say thank you.

This is the first time I have seen food as hard as punishment, and it is also the first time they have seen each other, and it is also because they were not selected for the first army in the summer, so this experience is really the first time.

Both Shinji Kanemaru and Hideaki Tojo are already on the verge of collapse.

Not to mention Takatsu Hirotomi, after swallowing the first bowl of rice, looking at the second bowl of rice that was served again, thinking that there was a third bowl of rice, Takatsu Hirotomi's face was green and extremely ugly.

The moment when I opened my mouth to swallow a mouthful of rice with the urge to vomit.

"Wow。。。。。 ”

"Takatsu, Takatsu !!"

Sad lunch, most people grind for more than an hour to finish the meal, Kataoka Supervisor doesn't seem to care about the time spent on eating, as an overseer, he knows very well, such a high-intensity training, if you don't add so much energy, it is impossible to persevere, or to persevere, it is just to train the body, not to become stronger.

Therefore, even if it takes a little more time, Kataoka must ask all the contestants to eat three bowls of rice.

Of course, among them, Liu Yong and Yu Xing and others are the most relaxed, and after eating three bowls of rice with ease, they can also go for a walk to promote digestion or something, while Takatsu Guangchen and others are still in dire straits.

In the second grade, Shoji Higasa and Kenta Maezono were already in a state of confusion.

Kenta Maezono almost stuck chopsticks into his nose, Aso Zun, who was eating seriously, and Guan Naodao, who was a close friend, thought that this guy was not a madman with physical strength, but suddenly, Aso Zun vomited.

also directly spit out Guan Zhidao for a lifetime.

It's really the kind of thing that can happen with a meal.

Breakfast started at half past nine and lasted until half past ten, and then the contestants were given time to take a lunch break.

If you don't digest your breakfast, you can train directly, and it will definitely not work.

Takatsu Hiroshi looked at Liu Yong and Yuyuki, Kenjiro Hakushu, and even Sawamura Eijun and others, who were still energetic, and shook his head gently, It's okay, as long as you stick to it, as long as you stick to it.

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, the guard practice of the inner and outer fields began.

I was finally able to touch the ball, which made the players of the first and second armies of Qingdao, who had been tortured in the morning, a little happy.

As long as you can touch the ball, you will be tired and hard, but it seems that you can still grit your teeth and persevere.

In the afternoon, the seniors of the third grade also came to the court to assist in the practice, so many people, the auxiliary coaches of the coaching staff are not enough, if the two venues are opened up to use, fortunately, the third grade to assist in the practice can be just right.

It's just that every movement of these first- and second-army players is not as fluent and smooth as usual, and sometimes, even a very simple ball can't be handled.

Hirotomi Takatsu stood in the left field, looking at the ball that landed on his side.

It was already the second goal he missed.

Damn, Takatsu Hirotomi gritted his teeth.

"Outer Field"

"Huh"

Liu Yong made a fierce pounce, caught the ball, and then shook his arm vigorously.

"Whoosh"

"Smack"

Hiroshi Ono caught the ball firmly at home plate and then touched Zero Kijima, who was acting as a basebase.

"Well done, Liu, next up is a first- and third-base pass kill," Ichiro Sakai shouted from his position at home base.

"Yes," Liu Yong immediately replied in a loud voice. (To be continued.) )