When Ishimura and Yanagawa met, the other party's face was full of embarrassment, and they couldn't help but pull out a wry smile.

"Great work....."

"I'm sorry, Ishimura, I said I was going to take your share to win the national championship together."

Both of them fell silent, and it took a while to find their voices back.

"You're fine, you scared me when you fell."

"Well, it's nothing, it's just a slight concussion, the teacher has already called you to tell me."

"Indeed, I am afraid that the teacher comforted us in order to make us feel at ease in the game."

"Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry, I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days, but I'll have to live here in Hyogo Prefecture for the time being."

"That's nothing, anyway, Hagar is over, and it's still in the summer vacation, so you should give yourself a vacation."

"Well, that's right...."

"Ah, by the way, that Sawamura boy from Qingdao asked me for your mobile phone number, can I give it to him?"

"Huh!? Sawamura, who's that. ”

Ishimura didn't react for a while why some Qingdao students wanted their mobile phone numbers, and Yanagawa glanced at his friend helplessly,

"This guy shouldn't have been stupid by baseball, should I ask Sawamura for compensation." ’

"It's the boy who sent you off the pitch with one ball."

Ishimura suddenly realized,

"Is he going to apologize to me?"

"Ah, after being mentally prepared, I pulled me out nervously, and it looked like an unexpected bully."

"Good bully?! That guy didn't do it at all, he just shot me in the hospital. ”

"You didn't react to that."

"That said, but that kid's pitching is really unexpectedly powerful, although it's completely different from our hometown."

"I'm really lucky to have two such great pitchers in the first grade.

For the next two years, I don't have to worry about being a good pitcher, and I can think of the bloody storm caused by those two people fighting for the ace back number. ”

"Why are you smiling so insidiously....."

"I don't have it."

Yanagawa smiled and slapped Ishimura, and Ishimura lay on the bed,

"Ah, you actually beat up the patient, it's so horrible, this kind of injury can't be healed without ice cream."

Yanagawa looked at the scene of his friend's playfulness funny, and for the sake of him being a wounded, he agreed,

"Yes~Yes~, when you go back from the hospital, I will not only invite you to ice cream, but also ramen."

"Great!"

"You're really, by the way, do you want to give that kid your phone number."

Yanagawa asked again, Ishimura thought for a while, and said helplessly,

"The other party apologized so courageously in the first grade, as a senior, it's a little contemptible."

"That's right."

Yanagawa nodded in agreement, but Ishimura, who was lying on the bed, said a little weakly,

"That's the case, but now let the person who put me in the hospital and take the championship away from the team say it's okay, I really can't do it."

"Yes."

Yanagawa nodded in agreement again, and Ishimura looked at the friend who seemed to be an emotionless nodding machine in agreement, with a look of hatred that could not be made of steel.

As if understanding Ishimura's unfinished words, Yanagawa said,

"Then I'll send your phone number to that kid, and then ask him to send a text message to tell him that you've fallen asleep, and I'll reply to him when you're in a better mood."

"That's all it can be..."

After Liu Chuan finished editing the text message and clicked send, he suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Rong Chun before.

"Ishimura, let me tell you, that kid named Sawamura is super interesting, hahahaha...."

"What's wrong?"

"Hahahaha....."

"Let's have fun together after you finish speaking~"

Yanagawa wiped the tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes and continued,

"I wasn't the last one to shake the kid's hand after the game, he seemed to care about you.

Then I told him that I had received a call from the hospital saying that you were all right, and that you were complimenting him on the strength of his pitching.

And then you know what he said? ”

"Huh? What can I say, that means I'm not good yet, I'll continue to work hard and so on. ”

"Well, almost."

"What's so funny about this, your jokes are getting weirder and weirder."

"No, when I finished speaking, you praised him for his strong pitching, and he said no, no, he is still far behind, and he will continue to work hard in the future.

And don't you think it's funny, it's not enough to put you in the hospital, you have to keep trying, I'm starting to sympathize with the opponent after that kid now. ”

"What's so funny about this..."

Ishimura looked at his friend who was laughing with a question mark on his face, and he didn't understand his joke at all.

"If you don't understand, forget it, it's super boring to be friends with you."

"I should have said that!!"

In the end, Ishimura, who was getting more and more headaches from Yanagawa anger, drove him away directly, and then looked at the text message that suddenly sounded.

Looking at the constantly flashing signal light, Ishimura directly covered his head with the quilt again,

"Whatever.....

"Ishimura-san, don't sleep like that, cover the quilt!"

By the time Ishimura was willing to send a message to Rong Chun, most of the entanglements in his heart had been let go, and he could communicate with Rong Chun normally.

And Rong Chun looked at the appearance of the senior who was injured by himself, regardless of his previous suspicions, and tears of emotion were about to flow.

chatted with Ishimura more respectfully, and after text messages again and again, Ishimura also knew a lot about Rongchun, and the last awkwardness disappeared.

"That, Miyuki-senpai, can I talk to Ishimura-senpai about my pitching? He seemed curious. ”

"Ishimura? Oh... The one from Ju Mo University, I remember he was in the third grade, and it doesn't matter when it comes to it.

But pay attention to proportion, don't say much about other types of balls, just tell him about what you commonly use in this game, but don't be too detailed. ”

"Yes!"

Kuramochi and Hakushu looked at Rong Chun, who was happily chatting with others, and were inexplicably a little unhappy, and asked Chao Yuyuki,

"Is it okay? Anyway, it's also a rival school. ”

"Maybe we'll fight again."

Yu Xing looked at Rong Chun, who was seriously replying to the text message, and smiled a little relieved,

"Hahaha, it's okay, that Ishimura is a third-year senior, so I shouldn't be so boring to tell my juniors.

And even if you tell it, it doesn't matter, Sawamura's potential is very big.

He's progressing so fast that sometimes even I feel like I'm going to be left behind by him. ”