"I announce that the Akagi Middle School baseball team, from now on, is officially established!"

The friends of the Akagi Middle School baseball team sat together, and Sawamura announced happily. In order to welcome everyone, Sawamura is generous and invites everyone to have a good meal.

"How much pocket money do you have?"

When it was time to pay, Wakana, a childhood sweetheart, asked worriedly. Today's expenses are quite a few for students.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's drizzling. I'll ask the principal for a grant for the event! ”

The baseball club of Akagi Middle School was established, and Sawamura thought that it was a great event, and it was necessary to inform his own principal and let the old man have some blood.

"Haha, no problem, no problem."

Principal Takada, in his fifties, has a kind face and speaks slowly, just like the grandfather of the next-door neighbor. Hearing Sawamura's request, he agreed with all his mouth, very happy.

With a stroke of the pen, he approved a note of 10,000 yuan and gave it to Sawamura. After giving the money, he remembered and asked, "Have you found your instructor?" ”

The school has a rule that any club must have its own teacher, and the baseball club that has just been established is naturally the same.

Sawamura happily took the money and left, he had no concept of money, regardless of his past and present lives. So he didn't know that although 10,000 yuan was a lot, it was just a drop in the bucket for a baseball club that didn't have anything. Not to mention luxury accessories such as jerseys, even the money for bats and gloves is not enough.

Although the process was not smooth, the baseball club of Akagi Middle School was tenaciously established. It's like a wild weed, waiting for a new lease of life.

After getting the event funds, Sawamura's next step was to find a teacher to lead the team.

He had this candidate for a long time.

"Mr. Sano, you are so handsome and dashing, suave and suave, if you can't lead a baseball team to kill all sides, how can you show your infinite style?"

In the teacher's office at Akagi Middle School, Sawamura is trying to lobby his homeroom teacher.

Sano, who was pestered by him, was 1.65 meters tall and weighed 120 kilograms, with a slight loss of hair in his head, and he looked older than his real age.

For a single teacher who doesn't even have a partner, it's a waste of time to be a lead teacher for the newly established baseball club. He also has to find the other half of his life.

Just looking at the student in front of him who was praising him endlessly, he couldn't say anything about refusal.

The young man doesn't say anything else, but he still has the vision.

"I..."

Without waiting for Sano to speak, Sawamura grabbed his hand and said excitedly: "I know that Mr. Sano is the best!" Let's just say it, this is the practice competition object I am looking for, and I hope the teacher will get in touch with him. Our friends are gearing up for the game. ”

Sano held the paper stuffed by Sawamura in his hand, opened his mouth a few times, and finally smiled helplessly.

He wanted to say he really didn't have time. But forget it, such a discerning student, just help him.

Then he put his eyes on the note in his hand, Tenryu Middle School, Nagano Metropolitan Junior High School, Nitta Gakuen......

What the hell are these three schools?

With the mentality of giving it a try, Sano called all three schools.

After the call, Sano calmly put down the phone, and then the whole person's face suddenly distorted.

"What the are they all about, and they say we don't deserve it, what are they?"

Tenryu Junior High School, a famous overlord of Nagano Prefecture. Nagano Metropolitan High School, runner-up in last year's national competition. Nitta Junior High School, a regular visitor to the top four in Nagano Prefecture.

Nagano Prefecture has just over 40 junior high schools in total, and they are all strong schools at the top.

Of course, Sawamura didn't say this, and Sano, who didn't know anything about baseball, wouldn't know anyway.

"There's something great, I don't believe I can't find a suitable person to practice with."

Sano was choked by the arrogance of several schools.

So he decided that he must find a practice object for his friends in Akagi who can really get their hands on it.

"Mr. Wada, you're a baseball fan, right?"

Wada, a teacher in the same office as Sano, usually likes baseball very much. I have a lot of treasures for the players who are active in Koshien and the profession.

"Well, Mr. Sano's interest in baseball is also very good."

"Of course~"

Sano smiled in response, he really didn't know what to say. He didn't know anything about baseball, but he had just become a team leader in the baseball club.

"I want to ask Mr. Wada, do we have any famous baseball teams around here?"

As soon as Hetian talked about baseball, the whole person suddenly exuded a different brilliance.

"Yes, isn't that next door to us?"

Next door?

Sanno doesn't know why, but there is a middle school next to them, and their baseball is very good?

"You don't know yet, Shilun Middle School has made it to the third round of the team."

Wada had a proud expression.

What the hell is the third round?

Sano said that he didn't understand baseball, and he understood that baseball lovers were talking, and it was really laborious.

"Let's put it this way, if all the junior high schools in Nagano were divided into four equal divisions, then Tsu Junior High School would be the highest level. They eliminated 75 percent of the schools last year. If it weren't for the overlord Tianlong Middle School, it wouldn't be impossible to reach the quarterfinals......"

Wada swore that he swore that Sanno didn't understand.

But I feel like it's going to school, Shilun Middle School seems to be much better than the schools I just called.

Okay, it's it!

"Shilun Middle School?"

The news that Sano brought back made Sawamura speechless, and he really didn't know much about this old neighbor Sawamura. The only news I got was probably their practice results. This is still when Sawamura was running in the morning, and I heard the students of Shilun Middle School say that.

It's like sixteen games, eleven wins.

Judging from this point, the strength of Shilun Middle School should still have a few points.

Although he didn't play against the ideal team, the opponent was Shi Lun, and it was reasonable.

"Thank you, teacher, you are handsome and dashing, and you are suave. Being a baseball club teacher is a pediatric. ”

Sano listened to Sawamura's compliments, and felt that the young man still had a good eye, and he was very good at talking.

Wada's eyes widened as he listened next to him, looking at Sano Fafu's figure and bald hairline. Trying to find out a little bit of Sawamura's handsome and chic from him.

Well, with all due respect, he really didn't find these qualities in Sano-sensei.

Wada admits that this has something to do with his little emotions.

As a famous baseball lover in the entire Akagi, the baseball club chooses the leading teacher, why is he not looking for himself?