In the stands.

After observing Akagi's opponent on the spot, I subconsciously tightened my heart after seeing Sawamura return to home plate smoothly.

"The tactical execution ability of this team is surprisingly high."

"Whenever you have the opportunity, you turn it into a score. Although it is Sawamura's one-man team, will these teammates who are assistants cooperate too well? ”

"It is precisely because of these green leaves that the red flower of Sawamura is more vivid!"

In the corner, Rei Takashima, who came to see the Sawamura game, saw more.

A real trump card!

She saw in Sawamura, the figure of the real trump card.

It's not even potential, it's a real trump card.

Whether standing on the strike zone or on the pitcher's mound, Sawamura shows such a presence.

Gently pushing down the gold-rimmed glasses he was wearing, Takashima's eyes became hot.

In any case, this guy has to be fooled into the green road.

The current Qingdao has continuously introduced good catchers, and even this year there are good catchers being recruited. What is missing now is an ace pitcher who can lead the team forward.

"Supervise him, I think I'll like it."

Thinking about it, Takashima Rei had a mischievous smile on his face.

Superintendent Kataoka has always wanted to develop a true ace pitcher.

After Sawamura scored, Ku Komaki Middle School did not panic, at this time, they behaved very calmly, solved Komaki very calmly, won the last out, and completed the defense of the second game.

In the next third game, neither Akagi nor Ku Komaki found a chance, and they all went up and down three times.

In the first half of the fourth game, it was Ku Xiaomu's turn to attack from the top line.

This time, Sawamura drew a scoop according to the gourd, and used the second and third games to solve Ku Xiaomu's upper line.

"Out, three out, offense and defense exchange."

In the cowshed of Ku Koma.

Including Ku Komu's coach, everyone in Ku Komaki knew that something was wrong at this time.

Sawamura's pitch is too weird, it can hit every time, and it looks like it's playing well.

Why, Akagi can always be defended?

At the end of the four innings, Ku Komaki can't even get on base.

"It's too evil."

Ku Komaki player, you look at me, I look at you.

No one can do it.

Of course, they also go all out when they hit, but the strange thing is that the ball they hit is flying in front of the defending fielder.

"It's ball control!"

Ace pitcher Oizumi smiled wryly.

Iwakura, who was the fourth stick, also felt this.

Sawamura's ball is too heavy, and even if everyone barely hits the ball, the ball can't fly.

In addition, Sawamura's possession of the ball is concentrated in the inside and outside corners, so that even if the ball is hit, it will bounce to the front of the guard.

"This guy is such a monster!"

Iwakura smiled bitterly.

"I can only look for opportunities to steal the base in a short time. Otherwise, we will lose. ”

Ku Komaki discussed the tactics and prepared to start using them in the fifth game.

In the second half of the fourth inning, Akagi Middle School attacked.

"Second baseman, third baseman, Yamaguchi-san."

Yamaguchi dragged his bloated figure and walked into the strike zone.

"Whew, whew!"

As Yamaguchi walked up the strike zone, you could hear his gruff gasps.

The young man was too fat, he used to be one hundred and fifteen, and now he is almost two hundred.

The most terrifying thing is that his weight has increased, but his height has not gained much.

"You're too fat, and if you do this, the position at third base will have to be changed."

Wakana sat at the team manager's table, holding her pretty face with one hand, frowning and complaining.

I'm fat with my ability, and I've eaten your rice?

Yamaguchi wanted to say a word to Wakana, but after glancing at Sawamura next to Wakana, he didn't dare after all.

People have childhood sweethearts, and in the Akagi baseball team, it's a princess-like role. Where did he offend?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Yamaguchi ignored Wakana and walked into the strike zone on his own.

This time, Yamaguchi was holding back a lot of energy in his heart, and he wanted to tell everyone that fat people are also very useful.

"It's up to you, little fat man."

"We're optimistic about you, Fat Tiger!"

The brothers of the Red Heart Brotherhood, when they saw Yamaguchi walking into the strike zone, smiled and cheered him on one by one.

In the cowshed.

Ashin was a little uncomfortable: "After Xiaorong and Big Brother Fengxiang, has Yamaguchi also become famous?" ”

"He's not famous."

Wakana sneered: "He's famous for playing treasures." ”

Sawamura smiled wryly when he heard this.

Although Wakana has a poisonous mouth, she is really kind. Even the doctor said that Yamaguchi couldn't get fat anymore anyway. With his current weight, blood pressure and blood sugar have begun to be uncontrolled.

When training, Yamaguchi was not lazy. His only problem is that he can't control his mouth.

When everyone had dinner together, there was never anything left.

Yamaguchi's stomach, like a bottomless pit, can digest any food.

"Alright, let's stop making trouble."

Sawamura stopped and said with a smile: "It's also good, such a big meat ball, it can run by itself, it can compete, it can fight, it can also guard, and it can usually take care of itself without causing trouble to others." Very good! ”

Ashin and Feng Liang looked at Sawamura incredulously.

Sure enough, it is the most vicious to lose friends!

Look at the captain, what did he say about Yamaguchi.

In the strike zone, Yamaguchi didn't know that his friends behind him were making fun of him. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He also knew that Wakana had good intentions and wanted him to lose weight.

But he just couldn't control his mouth.

As soon as he was hungry, he desperately stuffed something into his mouth. It's a bit embarrassing to say, but that's how Yamaguchi felt at the time.

Die, and be a full ghost.

When the sky falls, you have to eat first!

What else do you do?

Sawamura and Wakana tried countless ways, but to no avail.

"I'm fat, but I've got strength!"

With both hands firmly grasping the bat, Yamaguchi's eyes were firmly fixed on the big spring on the pitcher's mound.

At this time, Oizumi didn't take Yamaguchi too seriously.

The fat one is the same as the beast that is raised, can you still hit my ball?

"Whoosh!"

Without any hesitation, Oizumi threw the ball.

In the face of the flying baseball, Yamaguchi decisively swung his bat.

"Ping!"

The white ball was hit and flew out of bounds.

"Out of bounds!"

Pitcher mound.

Daquan sneered in his heart: The swing of the stick is quite amazing, but if you can't hit the center of the ball, everything is in vain.

On the second ball, Oizumi threw the ball into the inside corner.

Yamaguchi staggered and wanted to fight, but he was too fat. It's awkward to play this tricky inside corner.

On the second ball, the swing of the bat missed.

"Good shot!"

The number of balls, two good and zero bad. Yamaguchi was chased.

On the pitcher's mound, a hint of contempt flashed in Oizumi's eyes.

The next ball, it will solve you!

"Whoosh!"

The baseball flies in and into the outside corner.

Outside-Inside-Outside!

To deal with Yamaguchi, Oizumi used diagonal pitching.

In the strike zone, the facial features on Yamaguchi's face were like buns, gathered together. Because there is too much flesh on his face, his eyes are squeezed into a slit.

At this time, Yamaguchi's small eyes, which were narrowed into slits, emitted a compelling light.

"Get me out!"

The bat in his hand, like a mace, was wheeled out by Yamaguchi.

"Ping!"

The small white ball was hit, and after it hit, it flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The ball, which did not deviate from the touchline, was an in-bounds.

On the pitcher's hill, Daquan's heart was lifted.

"Outfielder!"