The next day, none of the third-year seniors who had already retired from the department were late when it was time to get up to train. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As usual, they came to the stadium to run.

"Anyway, I've already retired, and I'm still thinking about getting some sleep."

"Me too, but when I wake up in the morning, I can't sleep anymore."

……

After more than two years of training, they have long been used to this. They already have a fixed biological clock in their brains.

Today is also the first day of the training camp.

The first-graders began to practice along, and the morning training seemed to be no different from before, running, passing and catching, batting, and after doing these trainings, they started to go to class.

"Isn't it easy?"

The first graders were still very happy, they thought the training camp would be like hell.

The seniors said it was mysterious, but in fact, it was no different from the previous training.

In this way, some members of the department near their homes returned to the dormitory and trained together. The others make no difference. ”

Kuramochi smiled easily, and Sawamura next to him also had a 'that's it' expression.

It's just that I don't know why, but the other seniors don't look very good.

Whether it is the captain Yu Yuxing or Yang Ping of the fourth base, even the smiling Xiaominato on weekdays, and the white state that looks like thunder can't be moved.

"There's a conspiracy, right?"

Yui Xun shook his neck, although he was short, he was not lacking in heart at all. It's weird at first glance.

After class at noon, there was no rest, and at this time everyone knew that the training was really increased.

On weekdays, Qingdao only trains for two hours in the morning and three hours in the afternoon. I don't usually practice at noon!

This time, the noon break was canceled and everyone started training as soon as the class started, although the subjects of training were still very relaxed, the pitchers went to pitch, and the others did some guarding exercises.

"Don't you have time to eat?"

Because the training started at eleven o'clock, and the coach had no intention of disbanding until twelve o'clock, the first-grade junior students felt strange.

"Dinner is coming!"

At this time, the team manager Haruna, who is as beautiful as an angel, and Shiyin Phoenix-ji came to everyone with a small cart with rice balls carefully prepared by them.

"Thank you manager!"

Beautiful manager, handmade cooking. The smell aside, this feeling is enough to intoxicate the male creatures of Qingdao High School.

Kuramo took the rice ball from the hands of the junior sister with a pig face, and then took a few for Xiang Yang and Tuoma.

"Thank you, senior."

In the freshmen, these two guys are relatively easy to bully. Others are either too arrogant, too weird, or too silent.

At first glance, it was more difficult to overcome, so Kuramochi chose Xiangyang and Tuoma.

These two people are also the kind of elementary school brothers who are very good at things, and when they saw that the seniors were serious, they immediately took it respectfully.

Sawamura also came over, then patted Xiang Yang's shoulder, and said seriously: "Since you came, we haven't had a good conversation." ”

"Big Brother Sawamura!"

Xiang Yang Hongyi's eyes were almost moist.

Sawamura is busy!

Xiang Yang sees this in his eyes. As a pitcher, he trains more than twice as much as everyone else. In this case, he naturally doesn't take much care of himself, a junior brother.

However, he never forgot about himself.

This made Xiang Yang very moved.

Sawamura casually handed over two rice balls and said with emotion: "I heard Yang Ping say that you can't usually eat three bowls of rice, which is not good." The rest of the training is very hard, no matter what, you have to replenish your strength. ”

Xiang Yang nodded movingly, it turned out that the senior had always cared about him.

As soon as he was excited, he couldn't help but eat two more rice balls.

On the other hand, Tuoma was also leveled by the warehouse. In addition, he has a large amount of food, and he has been training until now, and he has long been close to his chest. Kuramochi said that the amount of training in the afternoon might be doubled, and he immediately desperately replenished it.

Kurachi's heart: Let your kid say that he runs fast!

"He's going to throw up!"

"Definitely going to throw up!"

"These two guys are dead!!"

Now Yang Ping, Yu Xing and his group finally have the feeling of becoming seniors.

They watched as last year's tragedy repeated itself.

It's so exciting~

"Senior!"

Just when Yang Ping was watching the play with peace of mind, a voice like a lark sounded in his ears.

Yang Ping looked up and saw the poetry of Phoenix Temple.

Tall, wearing a well-tailored women's school uniform, she looks innocent with a hint of maturity, the cups on her chest are too big, and the school uniform is a little roaring, and it looks like she is about to come out.

Yang Ping lowered his head in embarrassment and silently apologized to his girlfriend.

Hayata, I'm sorry.

For a moment, his soul was derailed.

I have to say that Phoenix Temple Shiyin is really a very charming girl of the opposite sex.

Everyone has a love for beauty. Yang Ping is not completely exempt from vulgarity, especially when he knows that the poetry of Phoenix Temple is interesting to him, this feeling is even more amazing.

"Is there something wrong?"

Yang Ping subconsciously avoided the girl's gaze, he had already made it clear what he should say, and it would not be good to entangle it any longer.

"Your rice balls."

On the contrary, the poetry of Phoenix Temple is very bland.

Yang Ping's old face couldn't help but turn red now, what was he thinking about just now. Other girls don't have so many dirty thoughts at all.

He took the rice balls and tried to make his movements as natural as possible.

After watching Yang Ping eat five rice balls slowly and methodically, Shiyin's gaze of Phoenix Temple left Yang Ping's body.

She knew that Yang Ping was very good at eating.

Despite the fact that he doesn't look like anything from the outside, Yang Ping's meal is very amazing. Even in a team assembled with a big rice bucket like Qingdao, Yang Ping's amount of food is very eye-catching.

Ordinary people have to eat three bowls, but Yang Ping has at least four bowls or more. And he eats several times more vegetables than ordinary people.

Five rice balls for him, just right.

When Yang Ping was handed the rice ball just now, Shiyin of Phoenix Temple didn't say something.

Those rice balls were actually made and brought by her from home.

It's great that Yang Ping can eat them all!

You can't push too hard, once you force yourself too hard, you will definitely be more evasive with Yang Ping's principle of doing things.

Now, it's good to be a good friend.

She's still young and there's still plenty of opportunities.

After eating, it's time for training.

This kind of training is gradually about to consume all the physical strength of the new students.

Okumura and Xiangyang can't keep up with the rhythm.

Still, it's okay. They managed to hold on.

In contrast, it is much better to smoke and knot by well.

It is still advantageous to enter the first army early, and in terms of the degree of adaptation of the amount of training, they have an advantage over other small partners.