Hearing his nephew's words, Mr. Bingtang swallowed the words that had come to his lips.

"Ah, Brother Liang, what are you here for, I've been hearing you say no, no, no, my father is not as strict as you!"

Bingtang Michiru yelled depressedly, and seeing that hope was just around the corner, his cousin came out to make trouble again.

"Michiru, you can't talk like that."

Mrs. Bingtang glared at her daughter with disgust, but her eyes were a little more inquiring when she looked at her nephew. Indeed, Ryota doesn't seem to have said any good advice until now, so it can't be questioned first and then questioned, first denied and then denied, right?

"Ahem... I'm here to give you a taste of what happens if you shoot a video and post it on the Internet, because those people are much more than what I'm doing now. ”

Ryota Tsuchitani said without changing his face.

"I see, that's right, you're imitating a lot like Brother Liang." An Yilun also admired.

"You're not bad with each other, I think you're imitating more realistically."

Ryota Tsuchiya rolled his eyes in his heart, can you not compare me and you together?

"So ......"

Mr. Bingtang groaned, feeling a little tricky for a while.

Seeing such a scene, a certain dutiful baseball secretary knew it was time to take his own shot:

"Speaking of which, if you just want a stage to perform, I seem to be able to help."

"Huh!? Is Ryota finally going to give up baseball? Himodo Michiru said in surprise.

"How is it possible, are you an idiot!"

"Michiru, don't say that kind of stupid thing, wouldn't it be even more stupid if Ryota gave up now." Mrs. Bingtang glanced at her daughter with disgust again.

"Oh, too."

"Ryota, if you have any way, just say it, we all believe you." Mr. Bingtang said sincerely.

Ryota Tsuchitani smiled modestly, then clubbed his hands on his thighs, turned his body slightly and turned his face towards his uncle.

I don't know why, Mr. Bingtang suddenly has the illusion of returning to the company, as if those idiots who come to him with messy plans are like this?

It should be an illusion, this is my good nephew Liang Taijun!

"I wonder if Uncle Bingtang has heard of support?"

"Support?"

Everyone present repeated it in their mouths or in their minds, who doesn't know? Baseball is the neon national sport, and what matches it is the support culture, at least this word is absolutely familiar to everyone. But no one spoke, and they were all waiting for Ryota Tsuchiya to continue. Especially An Yilun, I always feel as if I am eating a very new Amway.

"Yes, you know that I am now the head of the school's baseball club......"

"Wait, Brother Ryo, you don't want to ask "Icy Tail (band name)" to support your band, do you?" Himodo Michiru asked in astonishment.

"That's right! The stage is definitely big enough, and the number of audiences is definitely far greater than that of a normal livehouse. Performing on such a stage will definitely be beneficial for honing your skills. ”

The pedestrians in Bingtang didn't even look at their cousin, this guy talked too much, and he dared to laugh at his baseball club.

"Do you want to help......" Mr. Bingtang thought thoughtfully.

"Isn't that right? A band that was supposed to enjoy other people's support has now become a support for others? ”

An Yilun was also puzzled:

"How can the support be compared to a livehouse performance, it's said that the baseball game is over, and it's clear who the protagonist is."

"That's ...... too" Mr. Bingtang thought thoughtfully, it was indeed yes, it should have been the most dazzling existence, the only protagonist, if it was to support, it would have become a green leaf.

Ryota Tsuchitani glanced at his cousin of the waste wood, and he didn't pay attention to it, and still looked at his uncle-in-law seriously:

"You've probably watched a baseball game, right?"

"Of course."

"You should know the importance of support, right?"

"This ......"

"I know, I know, most of the idols' income depends on fans!" An Yilun also spoke very enthusiastically.

But obviously no one liked this, because he was the only idol chef present, and what he said was like gibberish to everyone.

"That, Xiao Lun, eat more fruit." Only Bingtang Michiru still cares about this childhood sweetheart of destiny.

"Wow, this is a strawberry from the supermarket down there for 5,000 yen?" An Yilun's eyes were also shining, he was almost blinded when he walked in front of the window just now.

"Mm-hmm, you can bring a box back later." There was a hint of reluctance in Mrs. Bingtang's smile, but of course it wasn't because it wasn't a strawberry at all.

Ryota Dotani has completely entered the state, these words have been simulated in his mind before he comes, I don't know how many times, when he sits on the train, he is even rehearsing in a whisper, as for whether the people in a carriage treat him as a psychopath, then how does he know, focus, focus, concentration is a necessary condition for success!

"Before the official start of the competition, the eyes of the whole audience will be focused on the support group, and this kind of attention and test for the band is no worse than the underground stage, right?" He looked at his uncle-in-law and said solemnly.

"Ah, this is true, the support group is the most eye-catching existence before the game starts."

The pedestrian in Bingtang nodded, but what came to mind was the smooth long legs of the cheerleading ladies. It's not that he was lustful, but there was really nothing to look at at that time, and the support groups of both teams were carefully prepared.

"After the game starts, if the game is exciting, then the most cheering group on the field is not the cheering group? If the game is boring, then the only bright spot on the field is not the cheering group? ”

Ryo Dotani said seriously, without the slightest falsehood.

Although baseball was imported from the United States, it has changed shape in neon.

Neon's baseball support organizations are huge, the form of support is uniform, and the support atmosphere is warm. The support team of each team will prepare corresponding support songs and support actions for the team and players, and take corresponding support methods according to the different times of attack and defense on the field.

The most famous ones are the "Shokei War", the Hundred Years War between two prestigious private schools, Waseda University and Keio University.

As soon as the Keio team was victorious, their support group ran to the Okuma Shigenobu Mansion and Waseda Main Gate Mountain to shout Banzai. The same was true for Waseda, and after the reversal of victory, their support group immediately ran to the Fukuzawa Yukichi Mansion and Keio Main Gate to cheer loudly. The scene was spectacular like a parade, and the rest of the games were stopped for fear of escalating the riots.

By the way, Shigenobu Okuma and Yukichi Fukuzawa are the founders of Waseda University and Keio University, respectively. The meaning of the cheering group running to their mansion is probably to say, "Your disciples and grandchildren have been beaten by us, and sure enough, the future of neon is still in the hands of our Keio Gijuku/Waseda."

The darkest moment for the Waseda students was probably when they saw Yukichi Fukuzawa appear on the 10,000 yuan bill, and they still preferred Prince Shotoku in comparison.

Although the current Zaoqing War does not have the smell of gunpowder at the beginning, it is still very popular.

"Down with Waseda, down with Waseda, fly him! oh~~ Keio is going to win! Keio is going to win! ”

Mr. Bingtang actually sang quietly, and a nostalgic smile appeared on his face:

"It's true that even if I couldn't understand the game at that time, I was happy to just sit in the audience and sing casually with my seniors. Looking at the wind club and conductor in front of me, I felt that Waseda was not worthy of being as famous as Keio at all. ”

"That's right!"

Ryo Dotani slapped his thigh too violently and shouted:

"Cheering and baseball are one and the same! Only with a good support team can the players play better, and the support team is not a supporting role at all, but an absolute protagonist!

Becoming a supporter of the Sobu Kotaka Baseball Club is definitely the best choice for Michiru and her band! ”

He said word by word, and the more he said it, the more he felt that he was doing something super-just, not at all to curry favor with Hojo-kun. It's for everyone in the baseball club, for the Bingtang family, and for the Tsuchitani family!

Mr. Bingtang's memories of his school days are revival, and memories of the past are attacking his brain.

I really miss the support. The baseball club's support team is indeed very important, and behind a strong team must stand a strong support team.

The word devil's home court often appears in the NBA, mainly because of the support organization.

Think about it, the scene of the game is full of cheering songs of the opposing team, the trumpet is blowing, and the drums are beating. Before pitching, you have to do a long time of mental preparation, if you throw poorly, will you be booed by the opponent? I can't hear the cheers even if I cast it, that kind of loss.

On the other hand, baseball teams with strong support teams will play rousing music during offensive rounds, and supporters will sing cheering songs in unison. If you throw the ball poorly, you will hear the music of encouragement, and when you throw well, the drums and trumpets will sound in unison.

This gap,It's directly a crazy debuff to the enemy.。

Some of the schools that won the championship in Koshien were called the heroes behind the scenes, and the efforts they put in won no less glory than the baseball club.

Just like Osaka Kiriin, their wind club is also a champion, the kind that can be as famous as Kyoto Tachibana.

Thinking of this, Mr. Bingtang was already moved, but there was still a problem.

"But, Michiru and Ryota, you're not from the same school."

"yes, you can't let me and Xiao and them all transfer schools together, right? We are all candidates, and if I give up the direct entrance to the school, it will be difficult for me to get into the university. ”

Michiru Bingtang said with big eyes, she was very self-aware, and knew that it would be difficult for her to get into a decent school if she took the general entrance examination seriously.

Mr. Bingtang also nodded, which is also the reason why he asked his daughter to never repeat a grade, as long as she didn't repeat a grade, she would be almost 100% able to go straight to Keio School, the top private university in Neon. The deviation value may not be ranked, but those who are admitted to prestigious schools are definitely five streets away from ordinary schools. So it's absolutely impossible to transfer to another school or something, and my own daughter is not the material for studying.

"It's okay! That's not a problem at all! ”

Ryota Tsuchiya waved his hand and said categorically.

As I said before, every baseball powerhouse has a strong support group behind it, but this is not absolute, there is no decent support group, and there are schools that rush into Koshien in one breath completely with hard work and dreams. What to do at this time? Find another school to borrow it.

This is called friendship support, and it is even more burning!

"Think about it, Michiru and her friends not only rely on their own strength to chase their dreams, but also burn themselves to help others realize their dreams, isn't this the best portrayal of youth!

My baseball club is Michiru's baseball club, and Michiru is Michiru's baseball club! Icy Tail is the Icy Tail of the baseball club! ”

Ryota Tsuchiya said impassionedly, it couldn't be difficult for him at all! Seeing the excitement on his uncle's face, he continued to add:

"We hold various activities in cooperation with Haibin Comprehensive High School every year, so we have very mature experience in this kind of cooperation with other schools. In addition, there is no wind club in our school at all, so there is no need to worry about resistance! ”

Does the general takeshi have a wind club? Ryota Dotani doesn't know, does that matter? Unimportant! At least in the past two years, he has not seen the wind club when he plays in his baseball club. As for whether it was because others felt that the first round of the qualifiers was not worth playing in the wind club or for some reason, he didn't care.

Maybe for the wind club, they think it's too embarrassing to go to support in the first round of the qualifiers, but! For our general Wugao baseball club, it is a battle of life and death!

No, I can't think about it, it's too miserable, Ryota Tsuchitani has tears in his eyes.

If you don't come, you don't have it, and if you don't come, you die.

As long as Michiru nods, she and her band are the designated support group of the Sobu High Baseball Club, and they are the Sobu High School Supernumerary Rock Club!

"The most important thing is that even if Michiru and her band behave a little badly, as a minister, I promise that they will never be treated badly!"

Ryota Tsuchitani showed his hole cards, looked at Mr. Bingtang with blazing eyes and said. After seeing the determination on his uncle's face with satisfaction, he turned to face his cousin again:

"That's Koshien, Hanshin Koshien! What kind of band can perform there? The Beatles? U2？ Or X-Japan? That's a full 50,000 people! 50,000 people! There are only a few people in Nagano's hometown! ”

"50,000 ......"

Bingtang Michiru muttered softly, and the big watery purple eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he had seen the scene of himself and Xiao Lan Zhijia playing together under the gaze of 50,000 people.

Seeing his cousin's appearance, Ryota Tsuchitani must be sure that something will happen!

"In that case, please ...... Liang"

As Mr. Bingtang's voice sounded, Ryota Tsuchitani's upper body continued to lean forward, his eyes were extremely hot, and he couldn't wait to immediately take out the contract and let the other party sign it.

But at this moment, a discordant voice interrupted Mr. Bingtang's words.

"But as Brother Liang said, you need to have a good baseball team to take the support team to a bigger stage. Although I don't know much, but Michiru said before, Brother Ryota, your baseball club shouldn't be very strong, right? Is the general martial high school the kind of strong school that can go to the baseball club? ”

An Yilun was also puzzled:

"I don't doubt Michiru's talent and strength, even if it's just a joke, it's definitely very powerful. But the reality is not to play a game, unlike playing the game "Oshinobi! Fight! "As long as the support group is strong, you can always win......"

Bang!!

The loud sound startled An Yilun, and the rest of the words were held back, and when he turned his head, he saw that Ryota Tsuchitani was slapping one hand heavily on the coffee table.

“…… There was a mosquito. ”

Ryota Tsuchitani said through gritted teeth.

The Bingtang family on the side also woke up from the demagogic sound, and when they saw that the situation was not right, Ryota Dotani immediately raised his voice and said:

"An Yijun! Do you know what youth is? ”

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he continued to speak:

"As I said earlier, Michiru and her partners became the support group of the Sobu High Baseball Club, not only relying on their own strength to chase their dreams, but also burning themselves to help others realize their dreams, which is the best portrayal of youth!

Our baseball club needs the power of Michiru and her friends, and we can provide a stage for them to show off their abilities. This is to help each other to forge ahead, this is youth!

If you follow what you say, Michiliu will have to find a team that already has the ability to win the championship. That's not mutual achievement, that's one-sided blind taking! Isn't that kind of thing shameful! ”

Ryota Dotani is earnest, and he does not deny the fact that his baseball club is a weak chicken. They are not a strong combination, but together they seek future success.

"But ......"

An Yilun also opened his mouth to say something but couldn't say it, this Liang Taige's words are clearly in the baseball club and the band, but why does he always feel targeted?

"Alright, Anyi, I already understand what you mean."

Mr. Bingtang smiled, and his title changed inadvertently. Then he raised his hand and pressed it twice:

"Ryota, sit down too, don't get so excited."

But I don't know when Ryota Dotani has stood up, An Yilun also realized that his face was already wet, it turned out to be Brother Liangtai's saliva, he quickly reached out and wiped it.

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Ryo Tsuchitani smiled apologetically, then sat down and skillfully took the ice water handed over by his aunt.

There was some silence in the living room for a while, and everyone was thinking about something.

After a while, the first person to speak was actually Bingtang Michiru:

"Brother Liang, thank you for thinking so much about me."

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Tomorrow should be 10,000 more? It's going to be a lot more anyway