Chapter 230
I don't know if it's because of the support of others, but the players feel that today's training is not as tiring as yesterday.
After enjoying the bath, everyone was about to fall asleep, only then did some people realize that their homework was not finished.
In the classroom the next day, most of the baseball players had dark circles under their eyes.
As a member of the group who stayed up late to make up for homework, Rong Chun couldn't control his head as soon as he was in class, and it didn't take long for him to lie on the table and enjoy his dream.
Unlike the previous training camp, this time Kanemaru also participated in the training.
When he saw Rong Chun, who was sleeping very sweetly without others, he didn't hesitate to wake him up.
Rong Chun, who was in a daze, glared at Jin Maru angrily,
"Why do you want to wake me up, Kanemaru, you also participated in the training camp, aren't you the same fatigue! β
At this moment, Jin Maru is actually trying to keep himself from sleeping.
Seeing that he was working so hard, Rong Chun was lazy, and his heart was naturally uncomfortable.
'I can't sleep, and neither can you!' β
To put it bluntly, there is no way to watch Rong Chun enjoy his dreams alone.
To some extent, Rong Chun couldn't do anything with the golden pill, so he could only hold his cheeks and try to cheer himself up.
But it was all in vain, Rong Chun leaned his neck from the beginning to the lower and lower head in the back, and finally fell on the table and let out a dull "Bang!" β
"Sawamura-san, I know that you are very tired during the training period, but please remember that if you fail the exam, you will not be able to participate in the competition."
"Yes......"
After suffering all day, Rong Chun was finally liberated from various textbooks.
Rong Chun, who was breathing a lot of air on the training ground, felt that all this was so beautiful.
"If you kid put one-third of your heart on baseball into studying, your study won't be like this!"
After watching Rong Chun's series of actions, Jin Pill couldn't help but complain, Rong Chun also felt a little aggrieved,
"But it's super boring to sit there and study."
"Isn't it good when you study on your own in the dormitory?"
"In the dormitory, I'm just reading by myself, and I can calm down.
But it's easy for the teacher to get distracted while reading while talking. β
"I don't care about you, you can prepare for this exam by yourself, I won't help you."
Kanemaru said this cruelly, which made Rong Chun's expression suddenly frightened.
"Hey??? Don't, Kanemaru, don't abandon me. β
"I also have a bunch of things here, I don't have time to help you, take notes by yourself, and focus on drawing by yourself."
Rong Chun, who was hit, had a broken face for a while at the beginning of training.
However, with the deepening of training, Rong Chun gradually devoted himself to it, and left the matter of learning behind.
Looking at Rong Chun, who was full of energy as soon as he trained, Kanemaru didn't know what to say, and sometimes he really envied this single-celled creature.
Because it is still in the normal school period, the training content of the seniors has been reduced a lot.
The training programs have also been refined, and each event is carefully designed for the players.
It can even be broken down to which muscle to train.
The players in training complained about the devil of their predecessors, and at the same time moved the seniors to pay for themselves, and their hearts were very complicated for a while.
Under the high-intensity training, on Friday, Kanemaru couldn't support the desire to lose to his body.
Every time the teacher came to class, I looked at a few sleeping children and didn't know whether to wake them up.
Baseball players, who had been asleep all morning, woke up to find that they had taken a lunch break.
Kanemaru scratched his ears and cheeks, looking at his empty notebook, and his heart was very crazy.
At this time, his front table turned around and handed him the things in his hand,
"Here you go, you didn't take notes at all today."
"Thank you...."
"It's nothing, I'm not good at sports, but seeing you working so hard, I still want to cheer for you, come on, baseball."
"Yes, I will!"
Tonight, I feel warm when I look at the neat and clear notes in front of me.
This kind of thing didn't just happen in Rong Chun's class, all the players in the baseball club received love from their classmates.
Rong Chun ran with Gao Jin on his back, even if he was a small superman with physical strength, under such a long period of high-intensity training, Rong Chun was basically dying.
When he reached the finish line, he put down Takatsu and leaned to the side panting heavily.
"Kura, Sawamura Takatsu, you two don't stop!"
Hearing the voice of his senior, Eijun felt like climbing up Takatsu's back.
Compared to Rong Chun, who can still run, Gao Jin has a sense of walking.
But even so, Takatsu ran back with great effort.
When it came to the end, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and Rong Chun, who found that something was wrong, felt supported by his feet and left Takatsu's back.
"Are you alright, Takatsu?"
"Ahem... Ahem.. Ahem.., I'm okay.."
Saying this, Takatsu gasped for breath, and the dirty baseball uniform was really not convincing at all.
But the good thing is that this training program is over, and there is a period of rest. It was enough for him to recover.
For the players, there are only two days left for the training camp, but it feels like time has passed so long.
This weekend's training is the same as before, with compound training in the morning, practical training and wrap-up time in the afternoon, and finally basic running and stick swinging training.
This actual combat training basically shows the gap between people very clearly.
Even though they were also trained, some of them were already doing very well during the game, while others were overtrained.
This makes some of them more aware of where they are and all their strengths.
In fact, training like this is usually prepared for the first army, but this time Qingdao unexpectedly did not make it to the quarterfinals, and there was too much more free time.
The third grade of Qingdao is not busy now, and the training of one team and the entire baseball club is not a problem for the third graders with a lot of people!
Finally, it was the last day of the training camp, and the day before the graduation trip of all the members of the second grade.
The seniors didn't show mercy because of this incident, but the last day was even more difficult.
I don't know if the seniors were jealous that the second-year contestants could go on a graduation trip, or if they were angry that they could participate because they left the fall tournament early.
After all, the previous Qingdao was basically the semi-finals or finals, and even the quarter-finals were rarely defeated.
However, the seniors are not pure devils anymore, today's training did not last too long, and when the sun set, the senior devil training week officially ended.
When everyone soaked in the moderate temperature of the pool water, they still didn't come back to their senses.
"It's over?"
"Ahh
"It's so unrealistic...."
"Hmm...."
After washing, the second-year players basically went back to pack their luggage, and some of the first-year players went to do their homework, and the other part went to training, and they were all tired and lay down.
It's rare to go on a graduation trip, and if you change to other people, you will probably be so excited that you will lose sleep, but if you change to a baseball club, you will sleep with your pillow on your head.
And slept until dawn, fortunately I packed my things last night, otherwise I don't know if I could catch up with the gathering.
For the contestants, a somewhat new graduation trip began!
And Qingdao High School, which directly lost the entire grade, seemed to suddenly quiet down.
The members of the baseball club are also not used to the fact that there are only first-year members left on the entire training field.
Quiet is quiet, training is training, and there are fewer people, and the daily life of the Qingdao Baseball Club continues.
After the death of the captain and vice captain, Rong Chun became the temporary manager of the team when he had an accident and others were normal.
I have to say that Rong Chun's big voice is really suitable, and his voice is very clear when running, which makes everyone's enthusiasm improve a lot.
And Rong Chun and Hunting Field Hang have also formed a casting partner for a long time, and of course, there is a valley drop in them.
After a long time, Kajiba Hang, who had missed baseball, grabbed it firmly when Shizutani threw the first ball at him.
Rong Chun and Falling Valley's eyes changed, but Rong Chun was surprised, and Falling Valley was surprised.
"Hang, that's amazing!"
"Well, it's pretty handy...."
The hunting ground scratched his protective gear embarrassedly,
"During the time you worked hard, I didn't stop, and I did a lot of simulation training for Shibuyani-kun's pitching."
Karima seems to think of the time when he was alone in front of the ball machine to practice catching the ball.
"There was no one in the first grade who could catch his pitch."
Although the words of Superintendent Kataoka at that time were true, they had already deeply pierced the heart of the hunting field.
The ball speed is not only high, but the ball power is also heavy, and it even looks like a fake floating ball.
So it's not surprising that the first time I saw the hunting ground that lowered the valley pitch, it didn't catch it directly.
After all, not everyone is a genius like Miyuki, Chris.
After training day after day, the hunting ground was finally able to take off the hat that no first-year grader could catch the pitch.
However, it is not enough to just catch the straight ball of the valley, and there is still practice for the finger fork ball and the longitudinal slide ball hunting field.
Compared with the hunting field valley drop combination that is a little unsmooth in pitching training, the hunting field Rongchun combination is much more harmonious.
On the one hand, Rong Chun's ball control is very good, and he can accurately put it into the gloves of the hunting field.
On the other hand, the relationship between Hunting Field and Rong Chun is also relatively close, and the two can communicate well.
In addition to the casting, the rest of the players were unified under the management of the third grade.
The first-graders, who thought they would have a relaxing time after the training week, paid the price for their naΓ―ve ideas.
Without the second-year members, the third-year students are equivalent to one-on-one personal tutoring, which is even more painful than before.
"You can't do this at all, how can you grab a spot from the second grade."
"That's right, you can only take advantage of this opportunity to train hard!"
The third-graders are constantly brainwashing them.
He even suggested to them that when the second grade came back, they would have a red and white match in the first and second grades again to see if they had improved from before.
When the seniors flickered, Rong Chun, who was passing by, heard it, and his eyes lit up.
Rong Chun, who has amazing action, did not delay, and went directly to the supervision room.
Looking at Rong Chun, who had found a lot of things for himself, Superintendent Kataoka wanted to cover his head.
I always feel that since this Rong Chun entered Qingdao, the painting style of Qingdao has changed.
Originally, Superintendent Kataoka was not ready to agree, because it was not necessary, but he was entangled by Rong Chun and had no choice, and asked,
"Why do you have to play this game?"
"Why? Because real battles are the best opportunity to get to know yourself.
And it doesn't hurt to play this game. β
There was no reason for bells and whistles, but it made Superintendent Kataoka have nothing to refute.
Just like Rong Chun said, there is no harm, although it doesn't seem to make much sense, but there seems to be nothing wrong with a game.
The main thing is that Superintendent Kataoka now wants to send Rong Chun away, so he agreed.
"Inspector Kataoka, you really spoil students."
The Ochiai supervisor, who watched the whole performance on the side, said subtly.
Who would have thought that Superintendent Kataoka, who is like a yakuza boss, has no way to face his ace pitcher.
"To be honest, I really don't know how to get along with this kid.
He has saved Seido many times, Chris's shoulder, Tanba's last summer, Seido's first Koshien in six years.
At first glance, he looks like an old man, but at a critical moment, he is the eldest son who protects Qingdao.
In the match between Akida and Inami, Sawamura did his best, and I, who replaced him for victory, still failed.
But even then the kid didn't blame me, and even in his subconscious, he felt that it was normal to be replaced.
Sawamura like this always makes me want to spoil him a little, so that he doesn't take all the responsibility on himself, and hopes that he can pitch more freely. β
The Ochiai superintendent, who was just a little ridiculous, looked at the Kataoka superintendent who had a heart-to-heart with him,
I don't know if I can leave now, but is our relationship so good?'
You don't need to tell me this kind of heart-to-heart words, whether it's the minister, the deputy minister, or come back and say to the captain and deputy captain, why me. β
When the Ochiai supervisor perfunctory Kataoka supervision, Rong Chun wanted to run to the playground and tell everyone the good news.
"Hey, Sawamura, where have you been, I've been looking for you for a long time, do you have time to come over and be a pitcher!"
Hearing this, Rong Chun became excited, forgot everything he wanted to say, and ran away with Kanemaru.
Standing on the pitcher's mound, wearing a special hat for feeding pitchers, Rong Chun laughed exaggeratedly,
"Hahahaha, you dare to challenge me, I will make you regret it!"
"It's noisy, Sawamura hurry up and vote, we're still waiting!"
The crowd, who was completely undisturbed by Rong Chun's exaggeration, interrupted Rong Chun's performance like the upper body.
Looking at the people who couldn't understand him, Rong Chun felt lonely like snow, and shook the group of people.