"Everyone's worked hard."

The managers put the carefully prepared rice balls on the table and beckoned everyone to eat.

"Is this all done by the managers?"

"That's great."

Hearing everyone's boasting, Guizi was a little embarrassed,

"That....,Those were made by the seniors. I did... It's this. ”

Guizi took out what he had done, and after a while, everyone took it one by one.

"I want it too...."

"After eating this, I can spell it all together, no problem."

"There's a lot more, you're welcome to eat as much as you can."

Higashi's seniors, who were eating rice balls in a big gulp, heard the conversation between the manager and Isashiki, and also encouraged,

"That's right, give me as much food as you can, and the practice won't be over yet."

"Yes."

The other seniors looked at a rice ball in Izaki's left hand and a rice ball in his right hand, and they didn't think of it with the slightest pity.

'That guy vomited.....

'Definitely going to throw up...'

'He's dead...'

'Poor boy....'

Then he turned his head to look at Zengzi who was holding a pile of rice balls, and said in unison,

"You don't want to eat any more!"

In the subsequent running training, Izuoshiki ran as his predecessors expected, and he ran with his will.

'Oops, eating too much. ’

Just as Izoshiki was thinking like this, his eyes suddenly focused on Chris, who was carrying things opposite,

He was the first to go to the army. ’

"Hey, Chris....."

Higashi-senpai called Chris, who was busy, and Chris turned his head and looked at Higashi-senpai with some confusion.

"You're going to have a hard time going on, you're all a bunch of scum, hahaha..."

Chris turned his head to the first grader, who was running.

"These people can't do it, there's no cure."

Chris looked at his peers who hadn't stopped even though they had begun to stagger and muttered,

"Is that really the case?"

Life in the baseball club has always been full and busy, and the first-year students envy the seniors who can play and practice guarding, but now they can only run desperately on the field.

While the others were still in basic training, Chris was doing the trapper's burglar drills.

"Bang..... Boom! ”

"Good, Chris."

'In the first year, he was on the waiting list, in the second year, he was promoted to the start, and in the third year, he was able to enter Koshien as a team center. ’

The formation of this plan for his future slowly surpassed the leader Izagi, looking at the shadow in front of him, Izovaki followed without admitting defeat.

There was ambition and a little bit of uneasiness in everyone's hearts. ’

Minato Ryosuke, who followed the large army, said as if laughing at himself,

"What a fool, why do you deliberately make yourself so tired, right?"

'This guy. ’

Iza looked at the knot that had been running in front of him,

"I told you to stop, don't run in front of me!"

Time has always been out of the question, and when the others were not ready to be promoted to the first army, the game began and ended unexpectedly.

"At the end of the game, 4-5, Qingdao High School missed the semifinals, and it was Qingdao's perennial rival who advanced to the semi-finals - the third high school of the city."

The reality was clearly shown on the broadcast of the game, but neither the players on the field nor the players who were cheering off the field were really happy about the end of everything

Jiecheng and the others held the support horn in their hands, and looked blankly at the seniors who were crying on the field, before which none of them thought that their team would lose, just like the third high school of the city university never thought that they would lose.

'The seniors turned out to....'

'Lost....'

What awaits the defeated team is the early summer vacation, and the new team is also operational, vowing to be ashamed of next summer.

'You've got a lot of arm strength and a good strike, and hopefully you can play well for the team.'

Although he heard the information that he could become a soldier from the deputy minister of Qingdao, Takashima Rei, but at this moment, Isashiki didn't feel any happiness.

'Outside.... Outfielder....'

Unconsciously pinched the baseball cap in his hand and wrinkled, you can see Izanoshiki's complex heart now,

I'm not thinking too much about this elite team. ’

"Please... Please let me think about it. ”

'I can't... Be a pitcher...'

Izagi returned to the team to continue training, but under the scorching heat, Izagi felt chills. The freshman team ran and ran, and suddenly the first team was in line, and he fell to his knees, holding his hands on the ground, coughing constantly...

"Are you alright, Sakai?"

Sakai's tears and sweat were mixed and left,

"I can't do it, woo... I can't keep up..."

The others also looked at their companions breathlessly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

But the gap between the ideal and the reality is widening, and to stop here, or to ... Keep moving. ’

Izagi, who had been running at the front of the line, turned back to Sakai for the first time and pulled one of his arm's arms.

Sakai looked at Izawaki, who could only see the side face, and even now, he was still looking at the road ahead.

"Ha~~~, Ha~~~Ha~~..."

'Izaki....'

"You're not the only one who suffers."

Hearing this, Sakai's pupils shrank suddenly, and Izaoshiki's hand holding his arm became weaker and weaker, and then let go, and Izamiki ran forward again without looking back.

If you want to stay, you have to go forward. ’

When the first person acts, the next people will naturally move slowly, one after another. Sakai, who fell to his knees, struggled to get up from the ground and rushed forward.

A temporary pause is nothing, as long as you never give up. It doesn't matter if you're the last one, as long as you haven't stopped, you can still move forward.

"Phew!"

"What are you doing, your waist should be squatted low, and if you can't get your hands, you can block it with your body."

Superintendent Kataoka criticized the mistake without leaving a trace, but his subordinates didn't stop, and once again struck out.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Keep your eyes on the ball."

“......”

Tambo, who stepped onto the pitcher's mound, was quite at a loss, and the emptiness around him made him very unsafe

"Don't just look around, just focus on pitching when you get up to the pitcher's mound."

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes, no matter what, it's always a little bit away from the next ball.

"You're not attentive enough, if you don't want to practice, get out of here."

"Phew!"

Even the other team members around found out that the supervision was stricter than usual,

"That's still useful, whoever makes the team's new blood this group of rotten first-graders, what should I do."

'I absolutely, I can't just give up, I want to go to the field or anywhere, as long as I can stay, I'll fight with him.' ’

After the first training, Izawaki, who had been trained hard, was unwilling to accept his current state and carried his bat outside again. As a result, I saw Yucheng, who had not yet returned home, practicing swinging his stick outside the fence of the dormitory.

"It's so late, what are you doing, aren't you every commute? Aren't you going to stay and practice every time..."

The other first-graders are also quietly thinking about their future...

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