The quarter-finals celebrations continued after the players from both sides lined up to salute. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Let's get on the carcass!"

I don't know who in the celebration team came up with this bad idea.

The so-called carcass refers to the celebration of throwing a teammate or coach in the team to catch it.

"Will it be too early to reach the quarterfinals?"

Although objections were raised, the noise was quickly drowned out by the cacophony of his teammates.

The only problem is the object on the carcass.

The big guy first surrounded Captain Fukushima. It stands to reason that it is natural to throw the captain up when he wins.

But Fukushima's height of 184 centimeters and his weight of more than 80 kilograms became an obstacle to the carcass. What's more, he still has an ice pack wrapped around his shoulder to cool down.

Then everyone's eyes turned to Li Yuanrang.

"No, no, no, no."

Before Li Yuan could let himself object, Miyagi, who took the lead, shook his head. Lee doesn't weigh below Fukushima.

The last person to be thrown into the sky was Akio Yabe, who was not tall and weighed less than 60 kilograms.

"Even the glasses were thrown off......"

This was the deepest impression of the part-time coach in the stands, Kazusa Aragaki on the carcass.

……

A photo of Yabe being thrown high and throwing his glasses off was taken by an idler on the sidelines and uploaded to a forum for college baseball flash.

Originally, there were only twenty or thirty replies to the live broadcast building of the competition, but in an instant, there were nearly a hundred floors.

"I just made it to the quarterfinals, and it turned out like I got into Koshien."

"That's what I haven't heard of.。

"The next game encounters the line of the German businessman, it is estimated that the game will end directly ahead of schedule."

Most of the reviews are jokes, and the baseball team at the Peace School has never seen the world. A small number of them began to predict the outcome of the next match.

Li Yuanrang uses various keywords to search for his own related news on online forums every day. Naturally, I saw these discussions for the first time.

He handed the phone to Yabe. Yabe's expression froze for a few seconds, then returned to normal.

"The next game of Zhide Shang is really difficult to deal with......"

Yabe shy away from comments about "carcass." Let's talk about the opponent in the next game.

"What kind of school is Zhide Shang?"

"It used to be amazing, and I entered Koshien almost twenty times. However, since moving to Nishitokyo, there has been no success. ”

Chitoku Commercial High School, located in Setagaya Ward, has been competing in the Higashi-Tokyo area for a long time.

A few years ago, the division between East and West Tokyo was adjusted, with Nakano Ward being assigned to Higashi Tokyo and Setagaya being assigned to Nishitokyo. To the German business, he participated in the race in the Nishitokyo area instead. Since then, nothing has been a great achievement.

"So, the level of West Tokyo is higher than that of East Tokyo?"

Li Yuanrang asked.

"Not necessarily, it may just be that the German businessmen themselves have had a bad harvest in the past few years."

Because of the size of the land, the private elite in Nishitokyo tend to have better training conditions. However, that doesn't mean that the Nishitokyo area is necessarily better than the baseball level in Higashitokyo.

Every year, the East and West Tokyo teams participate in the autumn tournament, and the schools on both sides always win and lose each other. In recent years, some schools in Tokyo's 23 wards have chosen to set up baseball clubs, dormitories, and training grounds in nearby areas, such as Chi-Y Prefecture or Saitama Prefecture. Training conditions and space have also improved dramatically.

However, the Guhao to German merchants, who have been mediocre since the transfer to Nishitokyo, have been facing a poor harvest in a sense in recent years.

Every year, there is either a lack of trump cards or a lack of play.

This year, for example, Ochiai, a new first-year baseman in the first year, is known as a super-high school hitter that only appears once in a decade. But there is no reliable pitcher in the team.

In every game before reaching the quarterfinals, Zhide Shang relied on violent playing to score a large number of points. I haven't done a single match against my opponent.

"Is there any countermeasure to pay attention to in the match against German businessmen?"

Li Yuanrang asked.

"The strategy of the game will wait until the combat meeting, and today is the time to rest and adjust the state anyway, so I will leave him alone. Now there is something more important. ”

As he spoke, Yabe pointed to the door of the classroom. Several other teammates from the same first grade, but in different classes, were already waiting there.

"More important?"

"Go to the music class!"

The more important thing in Yabe's mouth is to go to the wind band and watch them practice.

Tamaki, the advisor of the Wind Orchestra Club, made it to the baseball club that he would only go to the Jingu Games to help after reaching the quarterfinals.

Takaki-sensei originally thought that this was an impossible goal, but he refused in another way. As a result, I didn't expect the baseball club to really do this.

Now he had to make good on his promise.

On the last day before the summer vacation, the Wind Band Club used the school's music room as usual to practice.

The baseball players were "invited" to watch.

However, this invitation to observe was not made by the wind club itself, but was the result of the efforts of Mr. Sato, the adviser of the baseball club.

When Li Yuanrang and his first-grade teammates came to the scene, the seniors of the second- and third-year grades were already present.

"That's all there is to the Wind Club?"

Li Yuanrang asked Yabe beside him in a low voice.

The members of the department who participated in the practice on the spot looked like only a dozen people. Compared with the super-large support group that Li Yuanrang had seen in some game videos before, the number of people was really small.

"The super-large support group of a baseball powerhouse is not supported by the active students of this school."

The person who answered was Hiroshi Tamaki, an advisor to the Wind Ensemble Club.

He claims to have an absolute sense of tone. It doesn't matter if it's true or not. But being able to hear Li Yuanrang's whispered content in the noisy band practice is indeed unusual.

As Mr. Tamaki said, the average baseball school does not only use its wind club to support major competitions. OBs from previous years will also be recruited to help on site.

And the Peace School Baseball Club was not a star club in the school before. It doesn't have much appeal in the OB organization of other clubs.

The fact that the Wind Band Club can now agree to cheer on the club is already a strong support for the baseball club. It is certainly unrealistic to expect OB to be called on the scene.

Li Yuanrang and his teammates stood and listened to the practice of two or three tunes. Then Mr. Tamaki motioned for the members to take a break. He took a stack of papers himself, came to the baseball club, and handed out one to each player.

"With only a few days to go, it's not realistic to expect the band to practice new tunes. Here are a few of the songs I picked from the band's club that are suitable for baseball. Take your pick. ”

"Pick? What to pick? ”

Li Yuanrang looked down at the piece of paper in his hand, which probably only listed six or seven songs. The works vary in age, but they do seem to be repertoire that is often played by the support group during college baseball games.

"Pick your own cheering song. It's the music that the band will play when you hit the field. ”

Yabe replied.