Qingdao's change of pitch made the already desperate Chiba overseer see the light of day again, although the gap is big now, but this is a summer game, a field where anything is possible, and baseball games are so sought after because of its uncertainty.

Thinking that the first-year pitcher of Qingdao might bring Missimin a chance to score consecutive points and turn defeat into victory, Coach Chiba couldn't control the smile on the corner of his mouth, and the spirit of this enthusiastic superintendent returned.

Miyuki, who was still ready to motivate him before throwing the ball, said with a sly smile,

"Na, Descending Valley, we don't want to play nine rounds in today's game, you have to suppress the opposite hitter in the remaining two rounds, let's fire it all, Tanba's seniors and others have created very good early conditions, hehe, how about hitting the table with strikeouts all the hitters as the goal."

Hearing his previous words, he was a little stunned, and when the words came out in the back, he exploded directly,

"Miyuki-senpai, that's what I planned."

Yuyuki, who looked at the cold and inorganic eyes of the valley, shuddered, although he was his own junior, but sometimes he could indeed feel the powerful momentum of the valley, but it was far from overpowering him.

Miyuki laughed heartily,

"Well, I'm looking forward to your performance, Valley."

Miyuki, who came to home plate and couldn't stop smiling, took the baseball from the referee's hand and passed it to the pitcher's hill, who raised his glove to catch the ball calmly, and then the baseball relentlessly popped out of the edge of the glove and rolled to the pitcher's hill, and he hurriedly picked up the ball, took his long legs and kicked the baseball away first.

“......”

Miyuki watched in silence at home plate as if he was playing a humorous little theater, and he heard the laughter coming from the stands and the rest area opposite!

"Hahahaha, even passing and receiving the ball can be this virtue, that first-year is so nervous that his whole body is stiff."

'Maybe he won't be able to shoot a good ball and blow himself up, hehehe.....

The Chiba overseer made a secret signal to the beater, and the Chiba superintendent became more and more confident,

'Listen, don't shoot unless the ball is good enough.......

Ignoring the ridicule of the people around him, he has only one goal, throwing the ball into Miyuki's glove. After the referee started, the batter pointed at the valley with a bat and shouted,

"Look at me!"

I don't care about the consequences of being so close to home plate, Sa, and whether the first game of the Summer Tournament will be good or bad. ’

The batter, who was still smiling before the pitch, couldn't laugh for a while, and looked at the baseball that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, and subconsciously waved the bat. This goal made the people who laughed before, and even the referee of home plate a little stunned,

"Well... Strike! ”

"Ahh

"Is that a first-grade ball?"

"How many kilometers does he have on the ball?"

Yuyu's pass to the valley was missed in a time.,Under the unconscious selling cute.,The pitcher of the valley can be called murderous.,

"Good shot!"

"Stupid, isn't that a high bad ball, why are you attacking ..... with a stick?"

The Chiba superintendent of the rest area was extremely corrupt and banged on the guardrail with a support horn and roared, but the beater didn't have any extra mood to care about these at this time.

"What's the matter with this guy, I've never touched this kind of ball in the ball machine, standing in the strike zone, it's terrible."

"Bang!"

"I'm not saying seeing bad balls...."

"Bang!"

"Don't attack!"

"Bang.!"

"Good shot, hitter out!"

The stands of Qingdao Road boiled,

"Yo Xi, three up and three down!"

"I threw it all in the first place."

"You see, the enemy team was completely frightened."

Drop Valley, who ended this game neatly, also received praise from his teammates on the way back to the rest area.

"Good shot."

"Good cast, drop valley."

"Well done, Valley, although it's almost all bad balls, aha."

Yuyuki was also pleased to look at this scene,

Not only was he not nervous when he was substituted halfway through, but his fighting spirit was higher than usual. Although the pitch is still a little floating, it can be said to be qualified as the first game. ’

confirmed the state of the valley, and in the last game, Miyuki didn't even leave a thought for Misimon High School, and directly took advantage of the good state of the valley to suppress the last game with ball speed and ball power, and shattered the hope of Misimon High School.

may be because I haven't been able to pitch well for a long time, but this competition can be said to be amazing to the audience.

Although the starting pitcher Tanba's predecessors are very good, it seems to the audience that it is normal for a third year of Seongdo to have such strength, but Shibuya is different, as a first-year student, he threw the fastest pitch of the game, and everyone was naturally attracted by him.

In this way, Qingdao's first game ended perfectly with a 15-0 five-game effective game in advance, and Qingdao and Misimon reunited in the center of the court.

Compared to Misimon High School, who couldn't see his opponent with tears on his face, the winning Qingdao was not very excited, which is probably the reserve and arrogance of the giants, because they never thought they would lose from the beginning, so they were naturally not surprised by this result.

Rong Chun looked at the team in front of him who couldn't stop crying, and his heart was a little touched. Although I couldn't bear it, the referee still said it,

"Come and put the whole team together."

"Thanks for the advice...."

In the long sound of air raid sirens, the players of Qingdao and Misimon High School shook hands with each other, and Rong Chun also had the opportunity to shake hands with the pitcher Nan Shouping, who had worked silently for three years, and the senior's hand was still trembling, because he lowered his head, and Rong Chun couldn't see his expression.

After Nan Shou's handshake ended, he originally wanted to withdraw the hand but couldn't pull it, he saw Rong Chun's complicated eyes when he started to look up, and he suddenly felt a little angry in his heart,

'What's the matter with that arrogant look, looking down on me?' Think my high school was just a waste, right? ’

But it was only for a moment that he understood that he was simply angry, because there was no so-called sympathy and compassion in the eyes of the child in front of him. He smiled with relief, put the other one on it, clenched it hard, and said,

"You first-graders should keep up the good work."

Looking at the mature seniors in front of him, Rong Chun suddenly remembered his last game in middle school, because he lost the game, the other party insulted his teammates and beat the opponent's player, although it seems that the reason is for friends, but that is not a kind of presumptuousness.

If you lose, you lose, if you are not as good as others, you are not as good as others, and how naïve you are when you are angry. How fortunate I am to be able to play against such a team to understand this.

Thinking of this, Rong Chun also shook it back hard, and suddenly increased his strength to make Nan Shou's senior frown, seeing Rong Chun's firm eyes, hearing Rong Chun's words, Nan Shou's senior was stunned,

"Yes, I'll do my best, today's game is a very good game, Nanmori Senpai."

If it were someone else, Nan Shou's seniors might think that the other party was laughing at him, after all, they were washed in blood, but Rong Chun's tone made him feel very warm, making him feel that his three years were not in vain, because the most powerful opponent in his opinion recognized him.

However, Rong Chun, who was more and more excited the more he talked, couldn't stop a little, and finally was pulled back by Kominato Harushi in the shocked eyes of Misimon and Qingdao's helpless eyes.