v2 Chapter 81： : Old acquaintance!

pps: I just saw it before, thank you for the small generosity of Huanzhi, and I will post it tomorrow. Today's addition is a National Day. May our motherland become stronger and more prosperous!

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Sweat began to trickle down the cheeks of the North American team players.

These players from North America, the kingdom of baseball, did not expect at the beginning that their game would be so difficult today.

Including those players who have checked the information on the Internet, they can't believe that the competition in reality is so difficult.

In particular, what they didn't expect was the opponent in front of them.

Standing on the strike zone at this moment, Sawamura Eijun with a calm face.

monster!

In the past, these North American Los Angeles players have been praised more than once in the process of their respective growth.

Say they are monsters on the field, say their future is limitless.

But now, they think it's all a joke to them.

Compared with the guy in front of them, how can they afford the word monster?

Only the guy in front of him is really qualified to be called a monster, right?

Obviously this is the first time I have come into contact with baseball in North America. In the face of these quasi-major league players, I can still play a crushing state.

Among the peers in a foreign country, I did not expect that such a person really exists.

These North American players felt that their worldview had been refreshed, and the way they looked at Eijun Sawamura also changed.

The fighting spirit and arrogance at the beginning have diminished a lot, and now there is more of a sense of despair.

As long as the players with a little brain, at this time, they have almost guessed the result of the matter.

In today's game, on their side of the North American Los Angeles team, I'm afraid they'll be out of luck.

Unless the players on the Tokyo team have an accident...

Otherwise, it would be completely impossible for them to recover these six points in the remaining rounds.

Depression is inevitable in the face of despair.

Even these players from North America are not immune to the vulgarity. At this time, they inevitably show disgust in their eyes.

Of course, not everyone is like that.

If all players in North America have given up resistance, then this game will not be played, and the Tokyo team can completely win.

There are still unwilling players in North America, and there are even a lot of them.

The first is the big brother standing on the pitcher's mound at the moment, with long hair fluttering.

The appearance of this big brother is soft but firm.

Thin skin and tender meat, but the facial features are very three-dimensional, giving people a very contradictory feeling.

It's like a big man with five big and three thick put on women's clothes.

That's what Conrad looks like.

It's not that he looks so weird and ugly, it's just that he doesn't feel too harmonious.

At first glance, it looks very handsome, but if you look a little closer.

This strange feeling immediately pops up.

For the vast majority of players in Tokyo, the face in front of them is undoubtedly very unfamiliar. Before today's game, they had never seen such a person or heard of such a character.

After all, these are two countries with different languages.

Relatively speaking, island countries are better for North America. Because English is their second language, everyone has learned a little bit in the process of going to school.

Little is known about island nations in North America.

In the North American education system, players consciously choose to learn a foreign language. There are very few people who can choose to learn Japanese on their own initiative.

Knowing that they are going to play against the Tokyo team, why are North American players so lazy that they don't even bother to check the website.

This is really no wonder they, they can't even read Japanese, how can they check the information.

Here is a premise to explain, even if these players of the Tokyo team have achieved a certain reputation, their fame is only limited to the Tokyo area, and at most the entire island country.

In exotic lands, their popularity is minimal.

Including the star players of the Tokyo national team, these top players in the country, actually have no sense of existence.

Except for professional scouts in the major leagues, it is difficult for ordinary people to be interested in them.

There is no country on this planet as arrogant as the people of North America.

They have been the boss of the world for too long, and naturally they have developed a personality that doesn't take other people seriously.

The topic is too far away, let's talk about the game on the field.

For other players in the island country, Conrad is undoubtedly a very unfamiliar existence.

He seemed to pop out of a crack in the stone, and suddenly came out.

But for Sawamura, who was standing on the strike zone at the moment, the guy in front of him was not unfamiliar.

Although this is only the first time they meet in this life.

But before, in Sawamura Eijun's memory.

The two have not been dating for a day or two.

They have been together on the same team for five full years Even in those days when they didn't get along, the two of them can be regarded as common friends.

Professional players are unavoidable.

"I didn't expect to meet in this way!"

Sawamura Eijun muttered with emotion.

As a friend, people have come all the way, no matter what the reason is, Sawamura will always do his best as a landlord.

But now, based on the relationship between Sawamura Eijun and Conrad, they seem to be unable to do so.

"There's no way, I'll give you this gift on the court."

Sawamura Eijun secretly made up his mind.

He will not, because the other party is his friend.

Just show mercy!

That's not Eijun Sawamura's way of doing things, his way of doing things is.

The greatest respect for the opponent is to go all out!

So at this time, Sawamura Eijun has used all his energy.

Hit it out!

Must hit out!

Whether it is from the interests of the team or from the perspective of a friend.

Sawamura Eijun must hit the ball no matter what.

"Whoosh!"

And at this moment, the white ball also flew over.

The baseball is passed around the left side of the pitcher's body.

For Eijun Sawamura, a left hitter, the baseball seemed to be flying from behind his head.

This kind of ball, no matter how many times you see it.

Sawamura still couldn't adapt.

"Let's go!!!"

Although the golf course looked awkward, Sawamura Eijun was still very stubborn.

"Ping!"

After the white ball was hit, it first flew high, and then fell.

"Snapped!"

"Out!!"

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