Imai Misheng and Xiangyang Hongyi stared at Yang Ping with four big eyes and without blinking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, Yang Ping's heart was extremely broken, which also made him clearly realize that the good days of occupying a dormitory alone in the past were gone.

It's not easy to be quiet.

The most important thing is that the two guys in the same dormitory are not his seniors, but his juniors. With Yang Ping's character, he is better at dealing with seniors. As Yang Ping's seniors, no matter what their true personality is, in the same dormitory, they always have to have scruples. At least he can't be coquettish with you!

But as a junior, it's different, and it's not an unacceptable thing to be coquettish with a senior. Especially here, there is also Xiangyang Hongyi, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, he and Yang Ping came from the same school when they were in middle school, and they are both members of the baseball club of Akagi Middle School. For him, Yang Ping is not only his senior, but also his master and big brother. Such an identity determines his next action, although this action is resistant in Yang Ping's heart, but he can't bear to keep the little guy out.

Sure enough, I'm still a good person!

Yang Ping silently sent himself a good person card, and then showed a friendly smile, showing the best gesture of the senior caring for the junior.

"What's wrong?"

To be honest, Yang Ping really doesn't want to ask, once he asks, the other party says that it is difficult, and you can't help it. But he really didn't have any resistance to Xiang Yang Hongyi's pitiful expression.

"Congratulations to the senior for winning the championship of the Kanto Conference!"

Imai nodded politely at Yang Ping, I don't know if this is true, in short, his expression looks a little strange.

"Thank you!"

Yang Ping smiled and nodded, if it was just a word of congratulations, it would be fine.

After finishing speaking, Yang Ping was ready to pack up his things and take a bath, and then get a good night's sleep.

It's just over a month before the start of the summer competition, and according to the practice of Seido High School, the next training will probably be very difficult.

First a week of acclimatization, then a week of hell training, after which there should be the last three practice games.

After those three competitions, it was decided that Seido High School would be the last to participate in the summer competition.

The last two or three weeks, unsurprisingly, were restorative training and tactical drills and two practice games a week.

Very busy! It's also very hard!

At the same time, a lot will happen. Including parting, competition.

Even if he didn't have to think about it carefully, Yang Ping knew that his life would be very hard in the future. So if conditions allow, he still hopes to be able to relax. That's why he's going to rest tonight!

After that, he served as an absolute mainstay of the First Army, part-time team staff officer, part-time catcher training and rescue pitcher......

As long as he thought of the responsibilities that Yang Ping would have to take on in the following days, he felt that he was really hard.

If you can take a break, take a break.

Silently admitting himself in his heart, Yang Ping ignored Xiang Yang Hongyi's pitiful little eyes. Get ready to pack your clothes and go to the shower.

"Senior!"

Just before he left, Xiang Yang Hongyi spoke.

Yang Ping's original plan to go to bed early seems to be in vain again. silently felt sorry for himself for a while in his heart, but he couldn't refuse in the end.

"Say it!"

Yang Ping reluctantly agreed.

I saw Yang Ping sit down again and listen patiently to his questions. The expression on Xiang Yang Hongyi's face suddenly became excited.

"Senior, do we still have a chance to join the army? Before the start of the Nishi-Tokyo Tournament. ”

Xiang Yang Hongyi asked very seriously, which made it even more difficult for Yang Ping to answer.

The current First Army is in the midst of a confluence, which means that although there are only 20 people in the entire First Army, the number of the First Army is definitely not 20.

Counting Jintian and them, there were twenty-two people in the entire Qingdao High School First Army. At this time, not to mention that the friends of the second army want to enter the first army, the first army itself will also eliminate two people.

Just the two candidates who were eliminated, the competition was very fierce. What is one step of heaven and one step of hell, this is probably the case. If you enter the first army, you are very likely to be a member of the national hegemon. With such a record, whether you plan to break into the workplace or enter college, it is a good convenience.

Even if you don't choose either, this experience alone is enough for a contestant to blow for a lifetime.

For this, several players who hovered in that position trained like crazy.

At this time, Xiang Yang Hongyi asked himself, is there still a chance to enter the first army?

The teacher said that Yang Ping was really hard to answer. If you talk about strength alone, there are a few freshmen in the first grade, and they do have the strength to be counted in the first army. And this includes the two elementary school brothers in their own room.

From the analysis of the situation, the probability that they will be able to enter the first army is really not very high. The biggest possibility is to kick out two of the 22 people in the current first army.

"It's not completely out of the blue!"

Looking at the pitiful eyes of the two, Yang Ping didn't say anything to death in the end. After all, they are all junior students who have just entered Qingdao High School, and they have only been in school for two months. The cruel reality may discourage them.

As soon as they heard that it was not completely without a chance, the two immediately looked at Yang Ping with glowing eyes, hoping that he could show the two of them a clear way.

Yang Ping secretly sighed, he really had the feeling of lifting a stone to hit his own feet.

"Qingdao High School's last first-team back number selection should be after three games after the hell training camp. If you really want to have a chance, just before the farewell match of the Second Army, convince Superintendent Kataoka to let you join you in the hell training camp at Seido High School. ”

Before the hellish training camp of the First Army, there is one more game that is particularly meaningful. That was the last practice match of the two armies, also known as the farewell game.

After that practice match, the third-year players who did not make it to the first army were about to retire.

After all, club activities are club activities, and it is enough to be able to participate in the competition, if you are not even qualified to play, the school will not delay your study time for club activities.

Of course, this is just a school arrangement, and whether or not to train with the team is still your own business.

In the infield practice game, a large number of third-year players will be sent on the field. Of course, in the first three rounds, there will also be a chance for a sophomore.

This is also the last screening of the first team of Qingdao High School, and the players who are likely to participate in the summer tournament as a combat force are screened.

After Yang Ping finished speaking, he found that the two young men in the same bedroom were still looking at him without blinking.