Rong Chun dug out all his hypocrisy and unwillingness, but at this moment he didn't know what to say, so he could only say it plainly,

"What do you know.....

"I do know very little about you."

Rong Chun looked at Okabe and said solemnly,

"I don't know how hard you're in the baseball club, I don't know how stressed you're right now.

However, I only know one thing that you, who are tired and tired from baseball, have not given up playing baseball or left the baseball club.

You just don't have that hope, you don't enjoy the joy of winning points and intercepting baseball. ”

I don't know why Okabe felt that Rong Chun's gaze at him at this time was very heavy and clear, as if he knew all his feelings.

How is it possible, Sawamura is the one who became the main pitcher in the first grade. ’

Okabe smiled bitterly, he shouldn't expect a gifted person to understand him.

"Before the autumn tryouts, Kataoka will select thirteen players to enter the first ranks.

It seems like a lot of places, but it is not worth mentioning at all among a wealthy family like Qingdao.

Excluding the seniors in the third grade, even so, there are about sixty or seventy people in the baseball club.

Even if the original selection is removed, the chances of being selected in the first year are very small, and even if they are selected, they may be bench players, not starters.

Such a situation is cruel for all those who work hard, right. ”

Rong Chun quietly said Okabe's inner thoughts,

"But you know what? The seniors of the third grade experienced. Are the current third-graders very strong? ”

Rong Chun's rhetorical question made others a little inexplicable, do you still need to say that the seniors are strong?

They were the only ones in six years to win a ticket to Koshien and win a national championship.

"But such a powerful senior, in the year of enrollment, was not favored by everyone, including the seniors and ministers at the time.

'Bad harvest year', that's what everyone else calls their seniors, and I was super surprised when I learned about it.

In my opinion, such outstanding and powerful predecessors have such an inappropriate and even insulting title. ”

Rong Chun's gaze gradually drifted away, looking at the seniors who were smiling in the other place, thinking of the things he had asked curiously before.

Rong Chun's voice became very gentle,

"At that time, the only one who could be called outstanding was Chris-senpai, who, like Miyuki-senpai, became a full-time catcher in the first grade.

The other seniors changed themselves little by little under the reprimand of their seniors.

I asked my seniors about their time, and it was a bit difficult for anyone to talk about such an embarrassing past.

After all, being scolded and scolded, not being favored, and being given up is not something to show off.

But the seniors still told me, and even said it in great detail, even telling me how their seniors reprimanded me. ”

Rong Chun chuckled, thinking of the vibration in his heart at that time, his expression must have been very interesting at that time.

"Can you imagine? The grumpy Isashiki seniors,The black-bellied Kominato seniors are well-behaved in front of the seniors。

Even when there was a lot of talk both inside and outside, it was a time when it was said that the Qingdao Road was no longer good.

The seniors didn't refute, they just did ordinary training, and if the daily training was not enough, then practice.

Even with non-slip gloves, the blisters on my hands were worn out again and again, forming calluses.

If you can't intercept a baseball into a glove every time, then block it with your body, and it doesn't matter if you are bruised, you must make sure that the baseball is within your reach.

Compared to our predecessors at that time, we are much more relaxed. ”

Rong Chun, who withdrew his gaze, looked at his teammates with a firm look.

"At least no one will always remind them of their incompetence.

What were you doing when the team was playing in Koshien? ”

Rong Chun's question made the first grade a little stunned, what are they doing, it is rare that the supervisors and ministers are not there, there is no training task, but they barely do the basic training.

After all, when the team participates in the competition, they are idle.

Looking at the expressions of most of them, Rong Chun understood their lives during this time.

"When I was in Koshien, my seniors often received text messages, not condolences from family and friends.

It's a text message from the second-graders, and although it's not very often, it's a lot of writing, full of their questions about baseball.

At that time, the second-year seniors did not stop, and the third-year students had already confirmed that it was the final tournament, and they all dedicated themselves to contributing to the team.

And the second-year seniors who still have a chance are constantly enriching themselves, because they know that the departure of the third-year team is their opportunity.

Unlike those of you who have relaxed, the seniors are squeezing every drop of their blood and sweat out for the few opportunities.

The biggest takeaway from my visit to Qingdao is a sentence that is engraved in the hearts of my seniors and recorded in the notebooks of my managers. ”

Rong Chun stared at his companions, and clearly spit out the words one by one,

"Hard work doesn't lie!"

Rong Chun exhaled, as if to warn his peers, as if to warn himself.

"The third-grade seniors told me the truth of this sentence with their final grades, and the second-grade seniors walked up the road again.

If you can't do it in one year, it's two years, and we still have a chance compared to our predecessors who have fewer and fewer opportunities, don't tell me that you are really willing to be the one who has stood in the stands for three years and applauded and screamed.

In that place that is not close, not far away, but is divided into two worlds, watch your friends at the same level as you, your juniors, and even the juniors of your juniors stand on the field, and you can only hold the cheering horn.

Are you really willing? ”

Rong Chun's rhetorical tone made the hearts of all the people present beat faster unconsciously.

The most brutal thing about sports competition is winning and losing, and the most fascinating thing is also winning and losing.

"Unwilling, unwilling!"

Okabe couldn't help but shout out, he was the first to see this clearly, and the one who was the most unwilling.

It was precisely because he saw the third-year seniors who were in the support seat like himself that he was so uncomfortable.

He had seen many times that his dormitory seniors were secretly crying behind people's backs, and the next day he had to pretend that nothing had happened to help on the court.

He was afraid, afraid that he would become like this in the future, so he covered his heart, telling himself that as long as he didn't put in so much effort, he wouldn't be so miserable in the future.

"It's good if you're not reconciled...."