On July 25, in the fourth round, Yakushi faced Torichi Chigusa and ended the game in seven games in advance with 12-3. For his next opponent, Qingdao naturally couldn't let go of the opportunity to gather intelligence.

Looking at the information he got back, Chris senior sorted out and analyzed it systematically, and then he discovered a secret of the pharmacist.

"It is not surprising that the fourth round of the pharmacist has advanced, and in the game against the junior year of the company, the right pitcher who relayed two rounds on the court is mainly active in attacking the inside corner, plus the jet ball that will drill into the chest of the right hitter, and the back number 18 Sanada Shunhei is the team's actual ace pitcher, it should be that he is not wrong."

"Squirting balls? It's rare. ”

"Why shouldn't this guy be the first striker, is he injured?"

Eijun looked at the close-up face of Sanada Toshihei on the TV screen, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere. The picture suddenly changed, and the picture cut to the pharmacist's bombardment supervisor, looking at the lazy supervisor on TV, Rong Chun's mood that had finally calmed down began to get excited again.

"I don't know, but keeping the ace to start and suddenly changing the center line, these tricks that make people fall through the glasses, if they are all their old calculations, then when we play, the opponent should be very likely to make a surprise move."

After Chris senior finished talking about the trump card and the overseer paused,

"The most important thing to pay attention to is their playing line, three sticks and three islands, four sticks Thunder City, five sticks Akiba, and the center line, these three people contributed seven hits and eight points, although they are only in the first grade, they must not be underestimated."

"Is the team's base steal 7?"

"Yes, although I don't play a short stick, I actively steal the base at every opportunity."

"Pitchers have to be on the lookout for runners who are ready to start, and they have to be mindful of the strong hitting line in the strike zone. Sometimes the opponent doesn't attack with a small ball, but instead puts more pressure on the pitcher group. Yakushi High School, this opponent may be more difficult to deal with than you think. ”

"That, Chris-senpai, do they really not play short?"

"Yes, judging by their official match records, there hasn't been a single one, what's the matter, Sawamura."

Rong Chun, who was asked rhetorically, scratched his head and said,

"It's okay, it's just a little weird, all the staff are wielding big sticks, not short hits, and it feels like I used to be."

"What are you talking about, Silly Village, your wielding stick can compare to the group of people at Yakushi High School."

Cangzhi laughed at his whimsical junior, and Rong Chun was a little unhappy when he heard this,

"I'm talking about the approach, generally speaking, as long as the overseer doesn't give me instructions, I always want to swing the stick, but now it's a little better, after all, my running base is now stronger, and I can hit base in a short game. But for me, I can swing the stick without any scruples if I want to do it anyway. ”

"What a strange idea...."

"What's weird!!"

The disliked Rong Chun's aggrieved regiment was in his own position, and he turned his head and ignored the bad-hearted Cangzhi. But Senior Chris thought about Rong Chun's words for a while and felt that it made sense.

The superintendent of Yakushi High School has always played cards out of common sense, and it is very likely that this will happen. For giants like Qingdao, most of them score points in a down-to-earth and stable manner, but as a dark horse, the pharmacist does not have that inherent habit, so even if he can score points stably, as long as he has the ability to strike, he will not hesitate to swing the stick.

Because I have watched a lot of pharmacist competitions, I habitually think that pharmacists can't swing short sticks, whether they can't or not, and the difference between the two is even greater.

"I see, Sawamura, I'll re-investigate and see what the medicine guy's information is."

"No, Chris senior, you really believe him."

"I think what Sawamura said makes sense, and then I will personally investigate the information of the pharmacist."

Seeing the resolute Chris senior, everyone in Qingdao silently lit a candle for the pharmacist, after all, this person is the one who will pick out your family background, favorite food, hobbies and everything.

However, everyone likes to hear about this situation, after all, for the old giants, there is nothing more annoying than a dark horse.

On July 26th, the day before the game against Yakushi High School, although the superintendent had said that the pitchers should have a good rest and cope with tomorrow, the four pitchers who couldn't bear the loneliness still gathered at the pitcher's mound for actual combat drills.

In the afternoon, the superintendent called Rong Chun, Kawakami, and Shibuya together, in the case of Miyuki on the left and Chris's seniors on the right, Kataoka Supervisor squatted in the middle with a small stick to draw a line, looking at such a scene, Rong Chun wanted to complain very much, but thought that the person in front of him was in control of whether he could play tomorrow, so he desperately held back.

"Tomorrow's starting pitcher is Tanba, but, considering the next game, tomorrow I will change to the relay earlier, Kawakami and Sawamura, the two of you will have a heavier task tomorrow, the timing of the switch is uncertain, depending on the situation on the field."

"Ahh

"If you go down, because he has been playing in the previous games, so I'm thinking about giving him a day off, tomorrow the situation is very serious, and that line has beaten the third year of the city, so you all have to be prepared. Tomorrow all three of you are ready from the start, and Sawamura tomorrow you won't have to go to the field. ”

"Yes......"

"Yes, boss!"

"Don't call me ..... boss"

"Yes, boss."

Because tomorrow is the first to play, Tanbo's heart is a little uneasy, and he decided to do another combat training.

"Look at my.... Hey, hey, Tamba, a few more tricky balls. ”

"But a few of them are pretty good."

"Do you think it's time to call it a day?"

"No, it's coming."

"Be careful, don't get tired."

"Ahh The seniors are secretly practicing again, add me one. ”

Isashiki senior looked at Rong Chun who came out,

"Another practice maniac, Sawamura, haven't you kid washed up, hurry back to sleep, be careful that you don't grow tall."

"If that's the case, Isashiki-senpai, Ryosuke-senpai, you should all go to bed early."

The second-graders who were tidying up the playground on the side listened to Rong Chun's unknowing speech and prayed for him silently.

"I think you're very underrepaired, boy."

"It's not big or small for the seniors, it should be beaten."

Ryosuke's predecessor walked around behind Rong Chun, and without hesitation, he gave Rong Chun a hand knife, looking at Rong Chun who was screaming in pain, and there was no pity in his heart.

"Add me one, senior, I'm super bored right now. Let me be the beater. ”

"Forget it, you kid better go up and pitch, with your level of hitting, it won't have any effect at all."

Hearing this, Rong Chunle ran to the pitcher's mound to replace the sweaty Tanba senior.

Rong Chun and Tamba seniors, who practiced for another hour, were caught by two catchers who returned to the dormitory after discussing the ball, and they were forcibly escorted back to the dormitory to rest.

However, Rong Chun was already satisfied, took a shower again, and fell asleep when he returned to the bed in the dormitory, but it was not so comfortable in his sleep.