Michiru Bingdo will never forget last summer, less than a week after he led his school's basketball team to win the summer tryouts, his cousin Ryota Tsuchiya knelt on the baseball field of Sobu High School.

He buried his entire face in the reddish-brown dirt, and his crying voice was so muffled that it was hard to breathe.

"I'm sorry for my hometown folks!!"

Brother Liang shouted like this, probably, who knows, he can hear the sound through the dirt because he howls too loudly, and the sound will be distorted as soon as nature comes.

The painful look scared the relatives who came to support enough, for fear that Ryota Dotani would commit suicide in the next second, and he didn't dare to run for fear of blood splashing his face, and the one-sided baseball game was not exciting at the moment. The Tsuchiya couple hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and got in, holding their son who had been crying until he fainted tightly in their arms, as if their baby son would fly with Koshien's dream in the next second.

Touching, isn't it? Very touching. Not only Ryota Dotani alone, but the rest of the Sotaketaka baseball club also tried their best, and Fujikawa Masaki, who helped the pitcher, could clearly see that his arms were tired and difficult to support in the fourth quarter, but because there were no more reliable teammates than him, he still gritted his teeth and continued to shoot. The runners tried to steal the bases again and again, and tried their best to avoid all kinds of dangers in order not to be touched.

Unfortunately, not many people can see this scene, except for some parents who come to watch the game, only birds and wind in the trees.

Touching is really touching, and being scared is really scared.

Bingtang Michiru is very grateful to his cousin for thinking about himself like this, and he doesn't mind accompanying the Sobu High Baseball Club to grow up slowly, although according to his cousin's strength, he doesn't need to support him a few times at all. However, she is not sure whether the addition of herself and "Icy Tail" is a support or a heavier burden for her cousin.

Don't go back to Brother Liang and lose the game again, when you wail, you are not only sorry for the parents and villagers at school, but also sorry for your cousin in your hometown. The suicide that didn't make it last time was arranged this time, and that was too sinful.

Thinking so, Himodo Michiru stood up and squeezed to his father's side, whispering into the latter's ear.

This kind of behavior is very unsightly for ordinary people to do, but she is a little woman, and now she is discussing things that are closely related to her, so he is not abrupt at all.

As soon as Mr. Bingtang heard his daughter's words, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Oh, yes! I didn't think of that!

The reason why he has always hoped that his daughter can learn from his nephew Liangtai is because he likes the other party's persistence and perseverance. It doesn't matter if the sweat is in vain or not, and no matter how many failures you experience, you will never give up...... But what everyone has seen all this time is only the good side of Ryota Tsuchitani's character, and selectively ignores his paranoid side.

The last time because his nephew said that his baseball team had the best chance of breaking through the second round of the qualifiers, everyone made time to cheer him on, but they saw such a terrifying scene.

At that time, he also took the opportunity to educate his daughter: "Look at how devout Ryota is to baseball, even if his strength and talent are so bad, he will not give up." Look at you again, you obviously have such a powerful talent and strength but don't cherish it, and you will be hated by God if you waste like this. ”

Now that I think about it, it seems that there is nothing wrong with my daughter's three-minute hot character, at least I won't meet a stronger person after going all the way and then be bruised, and when I see a good thing, I will be content and happy, and if I don't continue to move forward, I won't fail, and it's not a victory.

If Michiru really takes the band to become the support group of the Shobu High Baseball Club, and then the good nephew has another hysterical loser wail, and by the way, it is upgraded to a home run in the next life, won't his family become sinners?

Thinking of this, Mr. Bingtang also came to his senses, saying that they are growing together, others are thinking about the future, and the future of your baseball club can be seen at a glance, and it is completely an invisible future. If you really want to become the support group of the Zongwu High Baseball Department, you can't support it a few times a year, and you don't need to rehearse the repertoire of victory and cheering, just keep comforting, the next time will be better, and the future belongs to us.

Thinking of this, he coughed twice, and in the face of his nephew's burning expectant gaze, he slowly spoke:

"This, Ryota."

"Hey, I'm here, you say. You don't have to worry about the transportation of musical instruments and the commuting of Michiru and Michiru every time I help, so I will immediately apply to the school for a special bus that will be enough for the support group and the baseball club to ride together. ”

Ryota Tsuchitani spoke earnestly, he has seen the future, in the future, everyone will sit together on the luxury bus, the atmosphere will be high because there are more girls in the car, Hojo-kun will be happy because of his cousin, and after arriving at the game venue, the Sobu High Baseball Club will usher in a hearty victory.

“……”

Contrary to the excited nephew, listening to this excited voice, Mr. Bingtang only felt that his scalp was numb, he was so excited before he started, and he was really going to fail again, I am afraid that he will really see a home run again in the next life.

The father and daughter glanced at each other, and both understood what the other was thinking.

Ruthless, Mr. Bingtang decided to be the bad guy himself.

"Ryota, I've thought about it for a while, let's discuss it again."

"Why! Isn't that a match made in heaven? ”

"What are you talking about Hanshin Koshien, 50,000 spectators, it's really amazing, but that's too far away. You also know that Michiru has always been impatient, and maybe she will give up playing the band again before that time. ”

Mr. Bingtang was still a little tactful, but everyone present understood what he meant. People say, isn't Koshien all about painting flatbread? If I really want to believe your nonsense, Bingtang Michiru Guitar is going to accumulate dust, and I can't see the day I land in Koshien.

If she had heard her father say this before, Michiru Bingtang would have jumped up immediately, but now she also obediently kept her mouth shut. It's better to take the blame yourself, than to say directly cousin, you are too paranoid, I am afraid of becoming a murderer who forced you to death.

"Huh? Isn't that just right? Uncle Bingtang, weren't you very opposed to Michiru playing in the band before? Wouldn't it be good if she gave up? ”

An Yilun also said while swallowing the premium strawberry in his mouth.

"Hehe......"

Mr. Bingtang smiled perfunctorily, not intending to bother making up more reasons. He just stared at Ryota Dotani's face opposite, for fear that he would be stimulated, and slapped the table and said, "If I can't take Michiru into Koshien, I'll cut off two little fingers to apologize, and use the remaining eight fingers to continue working hard next year."

But what made him strange was that the good nephew actually smiled as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words, as if he had been waiting for him to say this.

It is also true that Ryota Tsuchitani has been waiting for this moment for too long, too long.

Rich and noble do not return to their hometown, like brocade clothes at night, he has been in a state of excitement since the morning baseball training, eager to pull the ears of the baseball clubs of more than 1,000 colleges and universities in Tokyo and roar "Hojo Kyosuke!" We have Kyosuke Hojo! Hojo-kun! We have a ticket to Koshien! ”。

If he could, he would like to rent ten zeppelins and have them patrol over Tokyo, each with a full-length photo of Hojo-kun wearing the uniform of the Sobu Taka baseball team, and then play a video of him stealing the first base in the morning.

Do you know what it means to be a man who can steal first base!

Now, he's finally got that opportunity.

Ryota Tugu could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating violently, and under the gaze of the Bingtang family, he stood up, raised his hand Shi Shiran and arranged his collar, and slowly spoke with a reserved smile on his face:

"Now, allow me to introduce it to you.

The savior of the Sobu High Baseball Club!

The winner of the next three Koshien awards!

Neon baseball history fault heroes!

Mr. Kyosuke Hojo! ”

His tone was higher than one word, and the consternation on the faces of the Bingtang family was also higher than one wave, and they all thought that this cousin had committed a madness.

Listen to what this says, the savior is counted, and anyone can say that they are the savior before the world is truly destroyed. The winner of the next three Koshien awards? This loan is too powerful, and the family bank is not so blatant. Neon baseball history fault heroes, such a nickname can be ranked in the top ten even in "Weekly Wenchun".

The delicate girl with short purple hair looked up at her fanatical cousin, and her ruddy little mouth was open and round. Those long nicknames were so hard to remember that she only remembered the name "Kyosuke Hojo". In such a scenario, it is too difficult to forget the name.

Because, as if standing in the center of the world, Ryota Tsuchitani is still opening his mouth wide at the moment to simulate an echo, and he keeps repeating the four big characters "Kyosuke Hojo".

It's too abstract.,If you let Tesaki see it.,I'll definitely feel like I'm encountering a life-and-death enemy.。 It is foreseeable that Ryota Tsuchitani will not have the opportunity to enter Ruyi Liao in the future, even if he is the cousin of Michiru Bingtang. Because Momotaro will never let such a dangerous person who can threaten his position as the number one junior brother enter Ruyiliao alive.

Gollum –

Himodo Michiru swallowed, and when she turned her head to see her father as dazed and stunned as herself, she turned her head again.

"So, because of this Kyosuke Hojo, cousin, you won't lose the second round of the qualifiers again this year?" The girl asked hesitantly, her voice a little more energetic, obviously happy for her cousin.

"What does it mean not to lose the second round of the qualifiers, with Hojo-kun, entering Koshien is just the minimum goal!" Ryo Dotani lowered his head and glared at his cousin in displeasure.

Hearing this, Bingtang's father and daughter glanced at each other.

Crazy, crazy, this guy is crazy.

"Kyosuke Hojo?" An Yilun was also stunned, and there was a sharp phantom pain all over his body, accompanied by a suffocating shadow of death. For a while, I only felt that it was difficult to breathe and I couldn't speak.

Ryota Tsuchiya was not surprised by the reaction of Bingtang's father and daughter, he sat down, took out his mobile phone and clicked it a few times, flipped out a video, and handed the mobile phone to his uncle.

"What is this?"

"Top secret information! Training video of the Sobu High Baseball Club! ”

“……”

It's really top secret, and no one will pay attention to it except you.

Himodo Michiru didn't speak again, put his little head next to his father, clicked play, and began to look.

So slow! What a slow ball! Haven't you grown in a year?

Looking at the pitcher's slow ball, Michiru was shocked. No wonder Brother Liang was so desperate when he lost, it turned out that he had done his best to win the first round of qualifiers.

The video continued, and then the expressions of the Bingtang father and daughter changed suddenly.

This, this is??

So fast! Doesn't this person need to think? Why did he dare to start running like this?

It's so strong!

As an athletic genius, Michiru Himdo can see at a glance the superb athleticism of the boy in the video, even through the screen, you can feel the powerful muscle power released by the boy in the running, surging, surging!

The base stealing succeeded! Bingtang Mizhi gave a small cheer in her heart, everyone likes the drama of stealing the base, and she is certainly no exception.

But this guard is really bad......

Before she could finish complaining, her big beautiful purple eyes widened violently.

It's overrun, it's already second base over there!

The boy on the screen obviously didn't hear Michiru's heart, or even if he did, he wouldn't care in the slightest, because Michiru could clearly see his firmness from the boy's footsteps, and stealing first base couldn't satisfy him at all!

It's okay to defend.

Seeing that the first baseman did not choose to pass the ball to second base but to third base, Michiru muttered quietly.

Then she saw the boy on the screen, who was probably Kyosuke Hojo, performing steps like magic, and easily and comfortably playing three types of hands to rush to home plate.

Ah, this is Brother Liang, he was wearing this last year and lying on the soil, making his mask full of dirt.

Stealing three bases in one go, no wonder Brother Liang is so confident, if this boy joins, it is indeed ......

What!?

Just when Michitomo Bingtang thought that this was the end, she saw the boy on the screen leap up in a beautiful pose, jump directly over the head of Ryota and step on the home plate with his toes to complete the score.

All right!!

Brother Liang has lost so many games, but this should be the most handsome background board he has ever been, right?

Cheering inwardly, Michiru herself didn't even notice that she was already cheering.

It's really a hearty victory, from making decisions to executing without hesitation, passing five levels and killing six generals, fully worthy of the word savior and hero.

Mr. Bingtang next to him was also dumbfounded, although he hadn't seen much baseball games since he officially entered society, he promised that he had never seen such a wonderful performance in his long life. It seems that the good nephew may not be crazy, no, maybe he is.

"This is the new person you found today?"

"That's right! He is Mr. Kyosuke Hojo, a ticket to Koshien that belongs to the general martial arts high! Ryota Tsuchitani held his head high and proudly proclaimed.

"Huh? What about the back? No more videos? Himodo Michiru asked, watching the video called Kyosuke Hojo, she actually wanted to play baseball.

"No, it's all said to be top-secret information."

Seeing his cousin's expression, Ryota Tsuchitani felt proud in his heart, and felt that the plan was steadily moving towards the expected path.

Love, curiosity is your disguise.

Thinking of this, he continued to throw a combo:

"Moreover, this is Hojo-kun's first time playing baseball!"

His voice grew smug and smug.

"For the first time!?" X3

The three members of the Bingtang family spoke together.

"That's right, now you know the reason why Hojo-kun is the savior, why he is the future king of Koshien, and why he is a fault-type hero!"

What Ryota Dotani didn't say was that this video was not only a confidential document, but also an invaluable document, which would later be listed in the honor cabinet of the Sobu High Baseball Club for future generations to admire.

"I admit that in the past, I and the Sobu High Baseball Club were really weak, and the best result was the second round of the qualifiers, but that was over! Now that Hojo-kun has joined us, we will grow up quickly, and the speed of evolution will surpass that of Hikari.

Aren't you worried about the lack of stage that Sobu High can bring to Michiru? Koshien is just the starting point, and the National Sports Tournament, the Tokyo Metropolitan Golf Tournament, and the Meiji Jingu Tournament will be dominated by the head of Hojo-kun for the first time in history. When the time comes, I'm only afraid of Uncle Bingtang, and you'll be worried that Michiru will need support and won't have time to study. ”

Ryota Toya has a sense of pleasure with raising his eyebrows, what if I'm a weak chicken, I found my big brother! Got the code to victory!

Hearing this, Mr. Bingtang frowned instead.

"If it was the first time he played baseball, he could have performed like this, I admit that he might have grown up as quickly as Ryota said, but what you said is too exaggerated, the strength of those baseball powerhouses is not so simple to be erased."

"Uncle! As you say this, are you ignoring that there is a talented girl sitting next to you who can bring a ballet team that has been in the first round for 10,000 years to the prospect of winning a regional competition? ”

Ryota Tsuchitani raised his voice.

"Michi's stay with her differently, you know, she's not your average genius." Mr. Bingtang said proudly and with a headache.

"You also know that geniuses can't be measured by common sense, Hojo-kun! He's a genius far beyond Michiru! I'm a mortal with no talent in front of Michiru......"

"Brother Liang, don't say it so directly." Himdo Michiru said with a grin.

"But Michi, who stayed in front of Hojo-kun, is also a mortal!"

“……”

Ryota Tsuchitani smiled apologetically at his cousin and signaled that he hadn't targeted her.

"Even more genius than Michiru?"

Mr. Bingtang's brows furrowed even deeper, he believed that there might be someone in the world who was more talented than his daughter, but there was absolutely no such genius who would make his daughter become a mortal.

"Maybe the name Kyosuke Hojo is a little unfamiliar to you when it is associated with baseball, but when it comes to Kyosuke Hojo and kendo, Michiru should have an impression, right?"

"Kendo?"

Michiru furrowed her eyebrows, as if, as if...... No, I can't think of it at all, I don't have the kind of spare time in my head to record things that don't interest me.

"I don't know." She said honestly.

Looked at by those big watery eyes, Ryo Tsuchitani took a deep breath, thinking that now your mouth is hard, and the back will be soft.

"The reason why Hojo-kun played baseball for the first time was because he was practicing other sports, kendo. When he was in junior high school, he led Dongcheng University to win three national competitions, and won individual wins and daring awards every time. ”

"So another person who's as half-hearted as Michiru?" Mr. Bingtang's eyebrows twitched a lot.

"Why do you think that, do you think that Hojo-kun's energy can only succeed in one thing?"

Ryota Tsuchitani wondered in an exaggerated tone.

"Huh?"

"Maybe my words didn't make it clear, if the name Kyosuke Hojo and kendo together would also make you feel unfamiliar. Maybe you've heard of "The Devotion of Suspect X". ”

Ryo Tsuchiya smiled reservedly, and he felt that he was gradually understanding the happiness of his friend Tamaki Qingyan. Without waiting for his uncle-in-law to speak, he continued to speak:

"Kyosuke Hojo, winner of the 2015 Honya Grand Prix, has broken through three times in a row, and is the most promising writer in the Heisei era to become a writer, an unprecedented genius! In two weeks' time, you'll be able to see him at the Mystery Writers Guild Awards ceremony. ”

He knew that his uncle-in-law must know this, because he knew from his father that his uncle-in-law had been a mystery fan since he was a student, and there was no reason why he hadn't read last year's most popular reasoning.

didn't stop, he knew that he should take advantage of the victory at this time, and the accumulation of surprise was not addition but multiplication, so that his uncle-in-law and Michiru clearly realized that Hojo-kun was a genius among geniuses, and becoming a support group with Hojo-kun's baseball club was the best choice for his cousin.

"Hojo-kun is a generous man, he never skimps on his talents, and in addition to shining in sports, he is also great at learning. As early as when I was in junior high school, I won the gold medal of the Neon Olympiad in mathematics and received a special invitation from the University of Tokyo. If Michiru has people around you who like two-dimensional culture, then they must also know Hojo-kun's name, and last year's manga and best-selling lists were almost all on Hojo-kun's works. ”

Ah, that's cool!

It turns out that it is such a pleasant thing to brag about the strength of others!

Looking at the shocked and stunned faces of his cousin and aunt, Ryota Tsuchitani only felt as refreshed as drinking a glass of cold beer.

"Ahhhhhh

Michiru Hizo exclaimed, a name she often heard from the bandmates. However, every time everyone saw her coming, they would divert the topic, and when they asked, they said that the new repertoire was related to Kyosuke Hojo.

But the strange thing is that this man is neither a composer nor a singer, so why should he have anything to do with him?

A question is solved, and a new question arises in the girl's heart.

"Ahh That violent maniac! No, Michiru, you can't be his support group! ”

An Yilun finally broke free from the phantom pain, stood up violently and shouted loudly.

Bingtang Michiru turned his head and saw that his childhood sweetheart's cousin was covered in cold sweat on his forehead and face, and he looked like he had broken two ribs.

Thanks to the bigwigs for their monthly passes, referral tickets and tips for their support.

Well, it's a little more, and I'll try to change it tomorrow