"Honestly eat enough for three bowls." Jun Izaki took the dinner plate and sat next to the three of Yagamiya, Miyuki Ichiya, and Kuraza Naoya, "Higashi-senpai asked me to keep an eye on you to eat." ”

Yagami is okay, the other two have just finished the first year of intensive training, and now they have no appetite at all.

"Izaki, please, can you be quieter?" Yagami was a little irritated by Izaki's loud voice.

"No matter how small the voice is, you have to eat enough for three bowls." After Iza finished speaking, Jun Izaki picked up the bowl and began to pick up the rice in his mouth.

"Izaki, don't you need me to help you with your tuition?" Yagami Ye directly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and said to Izagi Jun in a serious tone.

“……”

Itashiki Jun only reacted at this time, and Yagami Yagami who was sitting across from him was the one he borrowed notes and helped him with his tuition.

"Anti-...... Anyway, if you want to eat well, you must eat enough three bowls! Izaki Jun was a little lacking in confidence, and after speaking, he began to bury his head in eating.

……

The training content of the second day was mainly based on guarding, although there was no need to run as hard as yesterday, but the non-stop catching, saving, and passing also made the Qingdao people tired enough. It wasn't until the weather was completely dark that today's training was over.

The two first-year students, Kazuya Miyuki and Naoya Kuroza, were running around the court wearing catcher's protective gear, and they didn't know how much sweat they were sweating, and when the training was over, they both looked like they had been fished out of the water.

And then I ended the day with 20 laps around the course, just like yesterday.

Today's intensity seems to be a little lighter than yesterday's, at least Yukiichi is barely able to stand after the last twenty laps around the course, and he won't just collapse to the ground like he did yesterday.

On the third day, Yukiichi, who went to class after morning training, almost didn't fall asleep in class.

Kuraza Naoya spent more energy than usual concentrating, and after today's lesson, the moment he heard the bell ring for the end of school in the afternoon, he had the idea of wanting to take a few more classes.

After school in the afternoon, there are basic exercises that are necessary every day, followed by enhanced guarding and striking exercises.

While Yukiichi was running around the field in the catcher's protective gear, Kuraza Naoya kept waving the bat in his hand and knocking the flying baseball away, and by the time their practice was over, he was basically soaked with sweat.

After replenishing their energy, everyone started training again in the evening, and the intensity today was about the same as yesterday, so that after the last twenty laps of Miyukiya and Kuraza Naoya, they were in much better shape than the previous two days.

At the end of the session, the third-year students agreed to practice their blows with the ball machine, while the second-year students were ready to swing the baton 200 more times.

"Kuraza, Miyuki, if you two are tired, go and rest first, don't force yourself too much." Before the third grade was about to leave, Dong Qingguo, as the captain, looked at the two first-year students and said to them.

“……”

Kuroza Naoya and Miyukichi didn't make a sound, the former still had some strength left, and the latter also knew that his physical strength was exhausted, but if he went to rest now, he felt that he would lose to the former.

"Zangza, if you can hold on, can you accompany me to practice pitching?" Yagami asked out loud when he saw that Kuraza Naoya was still standing in place.

"Okay, senior." After saying that, Kuraza moved his limbs, and then walked behind Yagami towards the cowshed.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

"Seniors don't have to take care of my physical strength." I feel that the senior Yagami didn't have a serious and hard pitching Kuraza Naoya said directly.

"I'm not taking care of you, if it's in a game, you're already running out of stamina, can I still throw a ball that I know you can't catch?" Yagami raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, "Besides, I also want to save a little more energy." ”

How to continue to play under the condition of physical exhaustion, if he does not overcome this problem, even if he succeeds in becoming the ace of Qingdao after the summer training, he will not be able to let himself and Qingdao go further.

……

As the training time became longer and longer, the fatigue value continued to accumulate, so that more and more second and third graders began to join the ranks of slumping to the ground after the daily training.

Probably accustomed to such high-intensity training, the two first-year students, Naoya Kuraza and Miyukikazuya, also discovered that some of their guarding movements had metamorphosed into physical instincts, and the moment he saw the baseball fly out, he didn't think about it, and the muscle memory brought by long-term training directly drove them to react.

Therefore, in the first three or four days, due to the decline in the physical fitness of the Qingdao people, the garrison level also declined, and in the next two or three days, it slowly recovered.

Finally, on the last day of the summer training, which felt like there was no end in sight at the beginning, even Superintendent Kataoka personally came down to instruct the guarded players.

As the training time increased, the players on the court made more and more mistakes, and they were asked to leave the court by Kataoka Superintendent, and in the end, only a few third-graders represented by Higashi Kiyokuni and Murasuke Taiki remained on the court, and they still persevered.

"Tanaka, the baseball flew over and I don't know how to reach for it?"

"Fukuda, what speed are you most proud of? How can I save a baseball that flies so far? ”

"Fujii, where did you get the right pass?"

"Murasuke, didn't you say you wouldn't miss a ball?"

"Dong, you can't do this!"

The other members of the army who were standing outside the stadium and watching looked at the third-year seniors or peers who were squatting on the ground or lying on the ground, with either admiration or disbelief on their faces, and even a few of them had a trace of unbearability on their faces.

At the same time, several third-graders on the court slowly stood up, although they were still out of breath, but they were all shouting, "We're okay, please have another ball!" ”

Superintendent Kataoka at home plate was sweating profusely, but he still looked satisfied with the third-grader's insistence and used the coach's bat to knock the baseball out.

"Naoya, wouldn't it be reassuring to have such a senior standing behind the pitcher to guard?" Chris asked the junior next to him softly.

"Hmm!" Hearing this, Kuraza Naoya nodded silently, looking at the third-grade seniors on the court, his eyes were full of respect.

Naoya?

Yukiichi, who stayed with Chris, was also completely attracted by Chris's words, and he also wanted Chris seniors to call him by his name.

"That...... That, Chris-senpai, can you just call me by my name like you called Kuraza? Yu Yuichi also showed a rather awkward expression very rarely, and asked Chris next to him.

"Yes, yes." Chris nodded and whispered at him.

It's just a title, and it can make the cute juniors happy, so let them go.