For the next few days, the freshmen did this basic training, but they actually spent most of their time running. At this time, the coaching team and seniors were also observing, watching the freshmen team who were slowly becoming impetuous because of simple training. There are many people who secretly watch their seniors in basic training such as shooting, passing and receiving, and guarding. But among these people, there will always be people who stand out, such as Kanemaru and Tojo, Takatsu and others who were born in the youth base, and their basic skills are more solid than those of other freshmen. But what always surprises people is Rong Chun, since he entered the Qingdao Road, he has been a problem, noisy, he didn't complain at all, he had no opinion on these basic physical training, and even added running training to himself after training. The people who thought he would make a big fuss because of these all of this all dropped their jaws in shock. Even Deputy Minister Takashima, who had the deepest contact, and Masako Kuramochi, senior seniors, didn't expect it.

"Yo, stupid village, how is your training lately!" Kuramochi didn't leave after eating, but pulled out the chair opposite Rong Chun and sat upside down and stared at Rong Chun and asked.

"Huh? It's okay to exchange it for no other place..... Ahem.. Ahem. Kuramochi couldn't bear to look at Rong Chun, who was stuffed with a mouth full of rice and still talking, although he was the one who caused all this. But he didn't realize it at all, and instead thought it was funny and stupid. But he still said with a disgusted face,

"Swallow the rice, it will be dirty if it squirts." Rong Chun, who was disgusted, had to swallow the rice aggrievedly.

"It's not your fault that Kuramochi Senpai." His big eyes, watery from coughing, looked at the culprit in front of him accusatorily.

"Cut, if you don't swallow and speak, it's your own fault, and you dare to accuse your predecessors, look at my hand knife. Don't hesitate to answer my question seriously. Don't you miss the time when you practiced martial arts with me in the dormitory? Rong Chun, who was bullied by the big, could only silently cover the top of his head that was hurt. Thinking of the inhuman treatment in the dormitory, and being laughed at by Kuramochi's seniors as the love from his seniors, he couldn't help but shudder.

"I think the training is okay, it's just a bit boring, I often run at home, this bit of training is nothing, it's just that this is too boring, I run over the mountains at home, the environment is good, the air is good. In other words, can I run with tires when I run here? That's a good idea, go back and ask Takashima-sensei. ”

Cangzhi looked at Rong Chun, who was caught in his own world again, and twitched the corners of his mouth, although he is usually a very obedient junior, but it is not good to ignore the senior at every turn. But soon Kuramochi laughed again, and asked maliciously, "Oh? Is that really good? Stupid village, aren't you going to be a trump card? With such a focus on running, I'm afraid you don't want to be the trump card of the track and field club. Are you going to run a marathon? ”

The people around him began to secretly observe the situation when they heard Kuramochi provoke him so much, and to be honest, Sawamura was still quite eye-catching among the new students. A player from a dilapidated school in the countryside was still specially recruited, and the position was a pitcher, and now that he had not yet begun to test his ability, Rong Chun seemed to be covered with a veil, attracting people to snoop.

Rong Chun, who was interrupted from thinking, looked at Kurachi cutely, and replied with an innocent face,

"But physical fitness is the most basic, isn't it?" Rong Chun grabbed his hair, he didn't expect Kuramochi senior to ask this, so he had to think of something to say.

"And, as an ace, the most basic thing is to pitch nine rounds, or even more, right? If you can't even hold on to a complete game, then neither the supervision nor the guards behind you can rest assured, can the trump card that can't be reassuring really be called a trump card? ”

Tanba's senior, who was eating silently on the side, felt that he had been shot while lying down, and he was the trump card who couldn't shoot the whole game.

"But since he has the trump card, the overseer and his teammates must have trusted him and thought that he could do it, so they handed him such an important back number. As for the trump card, but there can be no distractions, there is only one goal, that is, the beater, and then bring victory to his teammates. ”

"You guy...."Sawamura, who thought he was living by instinct, turned out to think about it, and the shocked Kuramochi seniors didn't know what to say, so they wanted to provoke it and see the jokes, but they were also taught a lesson. And Tanba-senpai also stopped his chopsticks when he heard Rong Chun's words.

"The most important thing is that if you feel that the training foundation is not enough, then there is no other choice except independent training, if you want to move forward, you can't stop, even if it is small, I am really working towards the ace. I'm definitely going to be an ace. Rong Chun shouted out the last sentence with great momentum, and then without waiting for the reaction of Kuramochi and others, he finished the last few bites of rice,

"I'm full, thank you for the hospitality, I'm going to practice on my own."

Passing by the dining table in front of him, looking, that tall figure, and the other party is also looking at him, that is the trump card, his goal. Rong Chun's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, clear and bright. And being stared at provocatively by the juniors, Tanba's seniors also felt the pressure, and came from behind him, like a beast, wanting to take away the back number. Obviously, when he encountered such a thing, he was relieved and surged with fighting spirit. 'I won't lose, and I won't give up the trust of my supervisors and teammates, that's my responsibility.' ’

Rong Chun followed his own ideas, found the supervisor of the freshman, borrowed a tire from him and began training. And the freshmen who witnessed all this felt that they had been left behind, and they began to have their own ideas. Since that day, although it has been hard to exercise normally, the number of new students who have been training has gradually increased, and something is changing little by little.

After Rong Chun has the new equipment bonus, he trains harder, although it is inconvenient to carry it when running in a group, but when he trains in private, he gets twice the result with half the effort, and he also has time to practice throwing at the net.

Such a hard-working and serious Rong Chun will always attract a lot of attention, obviously a freshman but like a senior, whether it is perseverance or physical strength. It is also because they are both new students, but they have a sense of distance.

Rong Chun went to the cafeteria to eat after doing all the training as usual, and as the holidays went on, more and more people returned to school, although the new students who entered the exam did not know how many, but the cafeteria was also overcrowded. Rong Chun, who was late, had to find a corner, and after a day of training, his stomach was already empty.

The teammates on the opposite side looked at him with such a good appetite, and couldn't help but feel envious, the intensity of training increased day by day, and a large amount of physical training destroyed not only the spirit but also the immature body, the smaller and smaller appetite, and the slowly decreasing appetite. Although I know that eating more will give me more physical strength, but a momentary reaction is not something that can be done immediately.

"Sawamura-san, you have such a good appetite."

Rong Chun, who was suddenly named by name, followed the voice, and at this time, the teammate realized that he had accidentally said it,

"Huh? That, I didn't mean that..."

As if sensing the other party's nervousness, Rong Chun smiled at him and said:

"Ah, after all, I only have the advantage of good health and good appetite, thanks to my parents. By the way, my mother made a sauce for me, would Koharu want to try it? ”

"Little, Koharu?" I haven't been called so intimately by people other than my parents, and I'm a little shy.

"Aren't you called Haruichi Kominato?" Suddenly Rong Chun, who thought he had called the wrong name, became nervous,

"No, it's not wrong, it's just why Koharu?" Although he was surprised that the other party knew, he was still more puzzled why he called himself so Kominato Haruichi asked,

"Isn't it Spring Market? That's not wrong to call Koharu.,We're friends.,It's okay to call it intimate.。 ”

Harushi Kominato, who was just a friend because of a heartfelt sentence, looked at the person with a sunny face smiling in front of him, and once again deeply felt that Rong Chunjun was really strange, but it didn't seem to be anything bad.

Rong Chun happily shared his mother's brand with his new friends, and Kominato Haruichi also successfully completed his goal with the help of Lower Rice Sauce.

"Now, Koharu, are you going to train together?"

"May I?"

"Of course, Koharu's swing is beautiful, so let's play my ball later. It's always exciting to have a beater. ”

Kominato Haruichi felt Eijun's soaring momentum and couldn't help but look forward to it, "How is Sawamura-kun's pitching?" ’

"Then, Koharu, I'm going to vote." Looking at the beater in front of him, the smile on the corner of Rong Chun's mouth became bigger and bigger, but his eyes were very calm.

Kominato Haruichi looked at Rong Chun, who was already prepared in front of him, nodded, and carefully observed Rong Chun's first ball. At this time, Rong Chun also prepared the first ball, for the first ball of the first hitter, he raised his arms high above his head, and when the raised right leg fell, his arms naturally opened, and then threw the ball violently. Haruichi Kominato, who hit the hitter's seat, looked at the ball that suddenly appeared, and subconsciously waved the bat.

Kominato Haruichi glanced back at the baseball that fell into the net, adjusted his posture, and stared closely at Rong Chun in front of him, with a stable lower plate, plus a hidden left arm, and then released it in one breath, which would give the ball an illusion of sudden appearance, but the ball speed was not too fast, and it was a straight ball in the middle, 'It can be hit.' Kominato Haruichi thought.

Seeing Koharu's suddenly sharp eyes, Rong Chun smiled and threw the second ball. Looking at the ball with the same trajectory as last time, Haruichi Kominato seized the opportunity and swung hard. Then watch the baseball rub against the bat and throw it into the net.

'Late swing?' Although there are only two balls, Kominato Haruichi feels more and more the mystery of Rong Chun, obviously it is the same ball, and he feels that he has caught the opportunity, but it is still too late, is the ball faster than expected? No, at most it's around 130, it's not a ball speed that can't be hit, and it's a straight ball in the middle, and I feel that the ball path and ball speed haven't changed much.

I see, Sawamura-kun's straight ball is really beautiful, and the speed of the ball does not decrease at all from the time it is thrown to the time it falls into the net, so it is late to swing the bat, and few people can do such a beautiful straight ball in junior high school. It would be too late to fight from a general point of view, then....'

Looking at the third ball that came from the roar, Kominato Haruichi waited until the ball reached his front before swinging it violently, although it squeezed a little, but it did hit out. Looking at the three-ball spring market that followed his own Kominato, Rong Chun's smile became brighter and brighter, and he was not surprised by being hit, as if he had already expected the confidence, Rong Chun threw the next ball.