May, the last weekend.

On this day, in Qingdao High School, the playground on the B side, today, is also the last practice match of the second army of Qingdao High School, almost everyone knows that after this game, it will really be decided, the last two places of the first army, naturally, the more than 20 people in the second army are gearing up, making the final preparations.

Especially the third year, this is their last summer, and they must gamble everything to win the remaining two spots.

"Tsk, in the face of the Black Soil Pavilion, Superintendent Kataoka actually dared to let the Second Army play."

"By the way, the Black Soil Pavilion has also entered Koshien before, right?"

"Well, yes, in those schools in the Eastern District, the Black Soil Pavilion, although the results have been a little worse in the past few years, it still belongs to the second-order team."

"Then today's game is a bit exciting."

"Who's the starter?"

"Who else can there be, it must be Sawamura, after this kid enters the second army, he is basically the first to start in the practice match."

"Well, absolutely."

"It's not an exaggeration to be in good shape, excellent performance, and to be able to start."

"That's right."

On the third base side, the players of the Black Soil Pavilion have already arrived, and everyone is looking at the direction of the Qingdao bench on the opposite side with a bad face, for the Qingdao is actually just sending the second army, everyone in the Black Soil Pavilion feels that they have been humiliated, and besides, the first-year pitcher is forgotten, why not Drop Gu Xiao?

You know, they were full of expectations that they would play against the rumored pitcher.

I didn't expect it to be another first-year pitcher, from top to bottom, including the supervisor of the Black Earth Pavilion, the entire Black Soil Pavilion team was angry, of course, there was only one person, who had always been wearing the appearance of a hanger, and his whole body exuded indifference to the things around him, looking at the hair color, looking at the fierce face, and even had a feeling that this guy was definitely a bad one.

The figure stepped off the Black Earth Pavilion bus and came to the bench seat, and his eyes scanned the bench seat of Qingdao High School, and stopped on Chris for a few seconds.

Immediately, a complicated look flashed in his pupils, and he lowered the brim of his hat.

"It looks more energetic than anything else...

The words were soft, low, with a faint sentimental tone.

Cai Qian went straight, once in the middle school period, and Chris was called a monster player, but now, it seems to be like yesterday's yellow flower, a big change.

That look quickly faded, and the seemingly bad boy went straight in front of Cai, once again showing a careless, as if he didn't care about everything, and walked into the bench, which exuded a cold aura, which made the teammates of the Black Soil Pavilion couldn't help but feel a trembling chill.

Only the superintendent of the Black Soil Pavilion, when looking at the back of this young man, showed a look of regret, regret, and regret in his pupils.

First base direction, in the Seido High School bench,

"Today, I'll let you finish pitching."

"Huh?!" Rong Chun looked a little choked, and looked at Superintendent Kataoka, who was expressionless in front of him, clasped his hands and said in a deep voice.

Finished? He? In the second army competition?

What kind of meme is this?

"What's wrong? Can't do it? Superintendent Kataoka's eyes turned slightly, his brows furrowed, and the sense of coercion hit him, which made Rong Chun feel tense in his heart, and his face showed an awe-inspiring look.

"No, it can be done!!" Rong Chun immediately replied loudly.

"Hmm." Superintendent Kataoka bowed slightly, and his face was still unfazed.

"How? Nervous? ”

Just as Rong Chun stepped aside to prepare to play, Chris came to Rong Chun's side, a faint light flashed in his pupils, and said to Rong Chun with a chuckle.

"Well, there's a point, I thought that today is still the same as before, just four or five rounds." Rong Chun smiled a little embarrassed, and did not hide the slight excitement and nervousness in his heart, but said it truthfully.

Originally, in front of Chris, Rong Chun didn't have the slightest intention of hiding his true heart.

Chris smiled, stretched out his big hand, and rubbed Rong Chun's head, Rong Chun felt the warmth transmitted by the big hand, enjoying Chris's unique gentleness, and narrowed his eyes.

I don't know why, it may be because of the natural affinity, in less than ten days of getting along, Chris seems to have been influenced and assimilated by Rong Chun, and those eyes are no longer godless, but have returned to the bright moment of the previous period.

The two get along like brothers who have had a relationship for many years.

Perhaps, this is fate, more than once, at night, Chris thought so.

"This is the overseer's value for you, this time, it's your biggest opportunity, take advantage of it, Sawamura." Chris's soft words rang in Rong Chun's ears.

Rong Chun glanced at Chris, who was smiling gently, and there was a faint look of hesitation in his eyes, and then he was replaced by a determined gaze, and his unique hearty smile appeared on his face.

His eyes sparkled, and he replied with a smile, "Yes, I understand, Chris-senpai." ”

It was only inadvertently that when Rong Chun turned around and ran towards the direction of the court, Chris also showed a trace of irrepressible expectation in his eyes, and silently touched his shoulder, and a faint hesitation flashed in his pupils.

"So, come on, Sawamura."

"Yes!!!" Rong Chun replied loudly.

"Two queues!"

"Salute!"

"Please advise !!!"

With the high-pitched shouts of the two teams of teenagers in the Black Soil Pavilion and Qingdao High School, this summer, the final practice match of Qingdao High School is also the final test of Rong Chun, and the battle is about to break out!!!

On the third base side, the bench seat of the Black Soil Hall.

"The data shows that the characteristics of this pitcher are quirk balls, but in high school baseball are metal bats rampant, the advantage of quirk balls must be greatly discounted, this pitcher's ball speed is only about 130KM, the decisive ball, is Carter ball, in terms of ball control, it definitely does not belong to the excellent level, no need for small means, try to use strength to suppress his ball power, since, Qingdao dares to use the second army to face us, we have to give them a little color to see!" Before the game, the superintendent of the Black Clay Pavilion gave his players the final pre-battle mobilization and tactical guidance, and said this to everyone in a deep voice.

"Yes!!!"

"Oooooo

"The first side to attack is the Black Soil Pavilion, in terms of strength, the Black Soil Pavilion can also fight with Emperor Dong in the Eastern District."

"It's up to Sawamura to deal with it."

"Tsk, I'm starting to get a little excited."

"In the final practice match, can Sawamura hand in a perfect answer sheet?"

Rong Chun stood on the pitcher's mound, exhaled slightly, and lightly stepped on the dirt mound under his feet with his right foot, the last pitcher's mound of the Second Army.

Rong Chun's eyes looked back, and when he saw the beater in the Black Soil Pavilion in the strike area, a faint cold light flashed in Rong Chun's eyes, is it the final test? Black Soil Pavilion High School, let you be my last stepping stone to enter the first army!!

“playball！！！”

Come on, Sawamura.

Yes, Ono-senpai!!

Under the order of the chief judge, on the pitcher's mound, Sawamura Eisumi stepped straight forward, and his left arm shook vigorously.

The next second.

"Whew!"

The white light flickered, and the galloping breath roared towards home plate!!!!