"It's Hiroshi Ono, who is in the same class as Kenshi, right?"

Miyuki turned over again, adjusted his posture, and lay back on the bed, looking in the direction of Shigeno Shin with a very interested look, and asked with great interest.

"That's right, it's Ono-kun in Class B."

Shigerino Shin opened his laptop and inserted it into the USB flash drive, and replied casually.

"Hey, that's really interesting, Ono?"

Miyuki touched his chin and laughed quietly, and said with a certain deep meaning, a certain playful look flashed in his pupils, and at the same time, on the floor opposite Shigerino's dormitory, in the dormitory where Ono Hiroshi was, Ono Hiroshi, who was watching his homework, suddenly felt a chill coming, and couldn't help but tremble, and when he looked up at the window, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Simple Ono-san.

At this time, I didn't know that I had been completely targeted by a certain black catcher, and in the days to come, I am afraid that I will have to live in some kind of "terror" and "horror" world.

The next day, Seido High School, on the dedicated field of the baseball club.

"Run, run, run, the most important thing for a player is perseverance!!"

The veteran of the Eastern Qing Kingdom who usually came to the court and volunteered as a sparring partner.

In the early morning of this day, I came to the court earlier than the main players, and the fierce look and the familiar loud voice resounded on the court.

It's not just first-year players.

Even the second-year seniors couldn't help but tremble.

"One-two, one-two, one-two."

"Hey!!"

"You guys, don't think that the qualifiers are all over the big score and you're triumphant, this is just the qualifiers, get carried away, let's all go back to the countryside."

"Shout out, shout out, be imposing, don't be soft, haven't you had breakfast!?"

It was like roaring words.

It's true that I didn't have breakfast!!

Most of the first-year juniors are frantically complaining about this third-year senior in their hearts, and those second-year seniors are familiar with the style of Dongqingguo's predecessors as early as last year.

This senior, who is extremely energetic from the beginning of the morning exercise to the end of the free training every night, is not used to the second-year seniors if they don't toss around a day.

Endurance running in circles for morning workouts.

Then there's the equalization training.

After breakfast.

Because it was a Sunday, after a short breakfast and rest time, everyone at Qingdao High School, including the First Army, began another day's routine training.

From the overall defense of the team, offensive training.

For pitching, receiving, batting training to individuals.

Under the arrangement of Kataoka's supervision, the supervision of the assistant coach, and the supervision of the third-year seniors who volunteered to be sparring partners, the orderly one-day policy training of the Seido High School Baseball Club began again.

Basically, this kind of overall garrison training, at certain times, will also allow the first and second armies to work together, in order to see if there is anyone in the second army who can keep up with the rhythm of the first army, although the lineup of the team will not change in a major tournament under normal circumstances, but it does not prevent Kataoka from supervising the state of each player through training matches, main matches, and daily training during the tournament.

Nine o'clock, the overall garrison training.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Hurry up, pass second base, you can get a double kill."

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Safe base!!"

"Damn."

"The catcher's instructions should be fast, it is difficult for the pitcher to see the movement behind him, this kind of rolling ground in front of home plate, it is impossible for the pitcher to make his own judgment when dealing with it, and the catcher must be decisive at this time."

On the edge of the court, Superintendent Kataoka said with a serious expression.

"Yes!!"

"There is also the pull of the guard, you must know how to fill the position between the two games, not to say, you can simply defend at a fixed point, which will give the opponent to find unnecessary gaps, in the game, there must be no such situation, understand?"

"Yes, Overseer!!"

"Hmm"

After the end of the overall garrison training.

The next step is the free strike, and of course, at this time, the pitcher can go into the barn for individual training, especially in the upcoming stage of the fall tournament, and the pitcher should keep his touch.

"Whoosh"

"Smack"

"Huh"

"Boom!!"

Including Ikeda's seniors, who used to be the main catcher in the Second Army, also volunteered to serve as a sparring partner today, and put on the catcher armor and went to the cowshed to catch Tanba's ball.

Miyuki catches Kawakami's ball on the other side.

Shigerino Shin this morning formed a surrender with the seniors in the palace.

"Next ball, cut ball, Miyauchi senior."

Shigerno Shin raised his right hand and shook it lightly, and said loudly to the senior in the palace not far away.

"Humph! No problem! ”

Two hot breaths suddenly erupted from the nostrils, and the senior in the palace set the position of the ball cover, and looked back at Shigerino Shin in front of him and replied in a deep voice.

The position of the ball sleeve where the target is located.

Shigerino's pupils stared suddenly, and at this moment, Shigerino's heart was nothing else, his eyes were firmly fixed on the ball sleeve in front of him, and his arms raised high, accompanied by the left leg that was raised synchronously, and when he quickly stepped forward, his arms suddenly danced down.

"Huh"

A ray of white light pulsing from your fingertips.

Burst into the whistling between.

The trajectory that came to home plate was suddenly refracted and moved to the side at an extremely tricky angle, and it swooped into the ball sleeve of the palace seniors.

"Knock"

Again, there was a loud and rapid sound.

It's not the first time to catch Shigeruno's ball, but every time he catches the ball, the seniors in the palace can't help but sigh in the depths of their hearts, this kid's ball is really terrifying, not just a straight ball, the ball power and tail strength of the change ball are so violent, especially the refraction trajectory of the cut ball just now, for ordinary people, it is difficult to see this kind of refraction change from a large horizontal pull, right?

For the right-hand player, it is as if the ball path itself is a little close to the inside corner and suddenly flashes to the far outside corner, and for the left-hand player, it is as if some of the best ball path is directly outside the center and suddenly hits his tricky inside position.

Either predict the ball species in advance.

Either it can rely on superhuman reflexes to make corresponding responses to the ball in a change time of less than 0.1 second, otherwise, at least in the eyes of the predecessors in the palace.

At present, there is no other way to deal with Shigeno's ball.

And, most importantly, you have to have the power to suppress this power.

Feel the slightly hot touch in the palm of your hand, and the vibrating afterglow of the ball cover.

"Good shot, Shigerun!"

Turning his hand and throwing the ball in his hand over, the pupils of the seniors in the palace still couldn't hide their admiration.