v2 Chapter 8： : Special Orientation Tournament

Qingdao High School won the match against City Junior High School, but it was not easy.

At the same time, the problem of their lack of pitchers was also exposed in this game.

"I think it is necessary to promote Sawamura-san directly to the first army!"

Just after the game ended, Rei Takashima proposed.

Ota, the head of the baseball club, also thought it would be more appropriate to transfer Sawamura to the First Army when pitchers were insufficient.

Through this period of observation, they also had a clearer understanding of Sawamura's strength.

"What a genius!"

Mentality, technique, awareness, physical strength, endurance, defensive ability, vision...

As a pitcher, you can hardly fault Sawamura. (Sawamura's previous life has been a mixed profession for more than ten years. If he can't do this, I am afraid that he would have been eliminated in the cruel competition.)

In addition, Sawamura's blow is also very coveted.

Sawamura showed extraordinary talent in various striking practices and tests.

Of course, if you have to be picky, Sawamura is not without faults. For example, his strength is not very dominant in this freshman class. (Why are most famous baseball players relatively thick? It is because they need strength. So strength is also one of the important indicators to measure a player.)

Generally speaking, a wealthy family like Qingdao would not choose freshmen as their main force. First, they are not at ease, and it is indeed difficult for a freshman to adapt to the intensity and rhythm of high school competition.

But Sawamura is obviously different!

His experience and strength, even in the current Qingdao high school baseball team, can become a very good main force.

Kataoka nodded: "Go back and inform immediately that the first-year players will form a team tomorrow, and then compete with the second- and third-year players."

Orientation?

Ota raised his head in astonishment and looked at Kataoka in disbelief.

"It's not good. After all, they have just entered school and haven't seen what real high school baseball is. It's not good, the confidence they accumulated in middle school because of their actual performance will be hit to the point of collapse."

High school baseball and middle school baseball are two worlds in and of themselves.

And a giant like Qingdao has the strength to directly challenge professional teams, and the gap between them and ordinary high schools is even more obvious.

It's hard to imagine that the Kataoka Supervisory Association arranged for the first-year and second- and third-year competitions so quickly.

It is conceivable that it is simply a super slaughterhouse, and freshmen will definitely be bloodbathed.

"Players who can't show their strength in the face of adversity, our first army doesn't need it."

Rei Takashima is stricter than men when it comes to baseball.

The two sang in harmony, making Ota Qiang resist the urge to roll his eyes.

But just wanting to find a step down for himself, Director Kataoka is too cruel to freshmen!

When Sawamura was late, it was Kataoka who said that he would not promote Sawamura to the first army before Chundai. Let him train his physical fitness first, and wait for Chris to return from the United States.

Now to change the original decision, of course, it takes a step.

It's just that this step is a little cruel to other freshmen.

"It's time for Chris to come back during Golden Week, right?"

Ota suddenly changed the subject.

"Um!"

Kataoka nodded, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and there was still hope.

...

After Sawamura and the others returned to school, they were immediately informed of the 'good news' by the team leader.

really!

Sawamura knew in his heart that it seemed that the pitcher mound was about to select a newcomer.

Of course, the intention of Director Kataoka to arrange this practice game is not just that.

When eating in the cafeteria in the evening, Kominato, Sawamura, and Xiaogu Xiao used to sit together.

At this time, Miyuki suddenly came over and sat across from them.

"Hey, I'm really calm."

Miyuki looked at Sawamura and said with a smile: "This is a good opportunity for you, and you will fill in the ace later."

Sawamura rolled his eyes at Miyuki and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Miyuki is too black-bellied, and there are pitfalls everywhere in his words.

Sawamura admits that although his mental age is much older than Miyuki, he is too pure and kind, so don't be tricked by this guy again.

So his principle is to cherish life and stay away from Miyuki.

Facing Sawamura's silence, Miyuki didn't take it seriously, he laughed, he sat down calmly and prepared to eat.

At this time, Akatsuki Furugu, who was sitting next to Sawamura, suddenly looked at Miyuki seriously and asked, "In tomorrow's game, I won't let anyone hit my ball. In this case, Miyuki-senpai can catch my ball. Is it?"

ah?

Uh?

Miyuki looked up at Akatsuki in surprise.

The eyes of Kominato Haruichi hidden under the flowing sea were full of astonishment.

Just now, what was he talking about?

Sawamura hummed in his heart, and quickly prepared to leave this place of right and wrong.

Unfortunately, he failed to do so.

The seniors of the second and third grades are angry!

As the saying goes, hit people don't hit people in the face. Jiang Guxiao was so provocative that it was like slapping his face in the face. They can endure Sawamura's arrogance, because Sawamura is arrogant on the court, and they also want to find it on the court.

The nature of Xiaogu Xiaoxian is different Hey, what did you say, kid? "

"Don't look in the mirror before you talk big."

"What do you think this place is?"

Seeing the indignant seniors surrounding him, Sawamura felt helpless.

What do you say now?

Of course, from his standpoint, whether it is public or private, he must help Jiang Guxiao. They are all freshmen, and Jiang Guxiao is his friend. How can they watch their friends be besieged and stand by?

This obviously doesn't fit Sawamura's personality.

But he also knew that this was Xiao Gu Xiao's fault. Not to mention that in this country, anywhere, there is no reason for people to keep silent if they take the initiative to provoke seniors.

To help and not to help parents, or to help parents and not to help?

This is a problem.

Just when Sawamura was in a dilemma, a voice rescued him.

"Don't put on such an unpromising posture, we are baseball players, so let's decide the outcome on the field."

This sentence successfully prevented the siege of the second- and third-year seniors.

Sawamura breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the speaker.

It's Danbo!

Also his opponent tomorrow.

In one sentence, the second and third graders in these competitions tomorrow can be obedient.

Obviously, Danbo's prestige in the team is still very high.

"Tomorrow's game may be more interesting than I thought."

The next day, the day of the red and white battle.

In the morning, the class was normal. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, all the members of the baseball club gathered on the field and divided into two factions with distinct longitude and latitude.

One is the old students in the second and third grades, and the other is the freshmen in the first year.

Before the game starts!

"As the saying goes, a snake can't go without a head, and a bird can't fly without a head. Shall we choose a leader first?"

The freshmen gathered together, and Sawamura said with a gesture of doing his part.