v2 Chapter 77： : For yourself!

Qingdo High School baseball club, in the supervisor's office.

After the handsome middle-aged man proposed that idea, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Director Kataoka looked at the senior in front of him through his sunglasses and said nothing.

Okamoto Nobuhiko looked at Kataoka confidently, as if he was very sure that Kataoka would definitely agree to his request.

It was in this silence that the atmosphere became strange.

Slowly, Director Kataoka's eyes became sharper and sharper, and finally, like a sword, it was about to be unsheathed.

He seemed to have made up his mind of some sort, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

At this moment, the door of his office was knocked from outside.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong~"

When it came to his mouth, Kataoka finally swallowed it back, and when he spoke again, his expression had become very peaceful.

"Please come in!"

The door of the office was pushed open, and three people came in from outside, namely Watanabe, Kudo, and Higashio.

"excuse me!"

Watanabe's tone was calm, and there wasn't much to see from his face. Maybe I saw an outsider present and didn't know what to say?

"This is Senior Nobuhiko Okamoto, who also graduated from our Qingdo High School."

Kataoka introduced a sentence.

Watanabe and Kudo hurriedly bowed to say hello.

"Hello!"

"You don't have to. I'm not a few years older than you, so just call me senior like Kataoka~"

Okamoto Nobuhiko said with a smile. According to the world's newly promulgated middle-aged standards, he has not yet reached middle age.

Still very young.

Kataoka Tessin resisted the urge to roll his eyes, completely ignoring his seniors playing tricks.

"What's matter?"

They are not outsiders, and they can speak bluntly.

At least from the standpoint of the Qingdo High School baseball team, everyone is not an outsider.

"The batter information of Daocheng Industry has been prepared! So I want to send it as soon as possible, so that everyone can analyze it at night."

In Watanabe's hand, he held a thick stack of documents. This is the information on the batter of Inagi Industries that he prepared.

Director Kataoka nodded with great relief, and then said apologetically.

"Sorry, please do this kind of behind-the-scenes work! It's been a long time!"

His attitude is very gentle.

"No..., although I was a little confused at the beginning, but now I'm happy to help the team. Or just like this, it may be better to contribute to the team as a manager."

Watanabe said suddenly.

This sentence directly has a completely different meaning from what Director Kataoka said.

He was clearly determined.

Okamoto Nobuhiko glanced at Watanabe in surprise when he heard the words.

"Are you serious? Watanabe."

Superintendent Kataoka's words were a bit solemn, giving the impression that the police were torturing prisoners.

"Are you saying this from your own heart?"

Watanabe was stunned by the question, and finally his fists clenched tightly and nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, this is not my impulsive idea. After the summer vacation is over, it is also the time when the new team has just started to assemble to form a fixed lineup. Because there is a temperature difference with the enthusiasm of the people around, or should be said to be abandoned by other people in the team. The feeling of being on the team has always bothered me. I always had a question in my heart at that time, I wonder if it’s good to stay in the team with such a mentality?”

Watanabe said earnestly: "As a team manager now, I feel inexplicably relaxed, and I feel that I am still with everyone. If we can also contribute to the team in this way, even if it is a job in the rear or I would also like to do any other work."

For the team!

Director Kataoka looked at Watanabe without saying a word, until Watanabe looked back at him firmly.

"What about you, do you think so too?"

Director Kataoka turned to look at Kudo and Higashio.

"Yes, it is!"

Kudo's voice was a little nervous. But the answer was firm.

"If we have the ability to help people exercise, it may be closer to a trainer's job than a manager."

Okamoto Nobuhiko, who was wearing a suit, heard the words and looked at the three seemingly ordinary people in surprise.

I didn't expect them to be so specific.

Supervisor Kataoka was silent for two minutes, which was extremely long in the hearts of the three of Watanabe.

After a while, Kataoka said: "Indeed, there have been precedents of players turning into managers in the past. However, most of them turned because of injuries. They are a group of people who want to continue playing, but can't do anything about it. Are you really sure you want to do this?"

When Kataoka said that, the three of them were shocked.

They felt that a certain string in their hearts was broken.

"Stretch out your hands and show me."

Director Kataoka said.

The three obediently stretched out their palms and showed them to Kataoka.

Kataoka grabbed their hands one by one and kept stroking their palms.

This feeling, to give people the feeling, is still very strange.

The three of them were all in a cold sweat, thinking that their supervisors would not have any bad habits, but they had never heard of it before.

"Slim and small!"

After touching it for a while, Supervisor Kataoka commented.

These four words brought cold sweat off the body of the three of them.

"The calluses on the hands, which are thin and small, are evidence of insufficient swing."

call! ! !

When the three heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and they almost lost their minds just now.

"However, even these newly grown cocoons will only grow if you practice swinging the stick every day."

"Since you've already made up your mind that you're going to be team managers, why are you still practicing swinging? Is it for the team?"

To say that they are doing this for the team is bullshit.

This year, they were not even selected by the Second Army. Unless there is a miracle, there is no possibility of them being able to play for Qingdao High School.

"No, it's not. It's because I've been doing this since I joined the club. If I stop suddenly I feel very uncomfortable..."

The corners of Director Kataoka's mouth finally showed some softness.

"That is to say, this is what you guys have swung for yourselves so far, right?"

For myself!

Watanabe and the others raised their heads in surprise, their eyes filled with the joy of trying to be seen.

"Even if there is only a trace, since there is only a sliver of sparks left here, as long as you want to keep burning, you must not give up. Keep swinging, even if you swing it one more time, desperately pursue what you want. It's not just for the team, it's for yourselves!"

Not just for the team, but for yourself!

Watanabe, Kudo, and Higashio never seem to have thought about this matter, but when I think about it now, isn't it?

They train hard, not just for the team, but for themselves.

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