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Hearing the words "special training", the expressions on the faces of all the seniors in the baseball club of Qingdao High School were quite complicated.
If you give this complex expression, find a suitable adjective.
It was probably constipation.
The more tangled it is, the more tangled it is, the more difficult it is to suffer.
This surprised the newcomers.
"The training of the second army and the third army is temporarily suspended, and all of them will assist the training of the first army! In the next few days, the students who are studying will also live in the dormitory."
After a brief introduction to the rules of the special training, the four giants of the Qingdao High School baseball club left.
The little friends finished their training and went to have breakfast after a simple wash.
According to the rules of previous years, we usually wait for the 20-person roster to be determined, and then conduct special training together.
But this time, Director Kataoka was uncharacteristically.
Without waiting for the big list to be determined, more than 20 people from the now bloated First Army joined the special training together.
"That is to say, who will stay in the First Army in the end, hasn't it been determined yet?"
Kuramochi scratched his scalp and muttered.
"Those who are pending, the vast majority are freshmen and sophomores. It's very beneficial for the team to have them join the special training together."
Miyuki explained in disbelief.
"In this way, even if our third graders retire, these players can be added to the first army team as soon as possible."
Baizhou added.
It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the third-year players didn't look very good.
Although it is a matter of course for the team to take over and rotate, but now Director Kataoka is already thinking about what will happen after they retire.
It still makes them feel complicated.
Just think of a month, or two months from now.
They are about to leave this place where they have been struggling for three years, and they are very reluctant.
"Don't act so unpromising, don't forget that you are seniors."
In contrast, Miyuki's attitude is much more cheerful.
"You are standing and talking without backache, waiting for the professional team to sign with you. It is estimated that you are about to break the threshold of supervision. How can you understand our sorrow?"
The front garden hummed.
During this time, Director Kataoka often led some people in formal clothes to visit the game.
Even a fool knows, what are these guys doing?
Of course they didn't have the heart to make friends with the friends of the Qingdao High School baseball team.
The only purpose of coming here is to find suitable players.
Then bring that player to their team.
Sawamura Eijun is still too early to graduate, and now the most popular candidate is Miyuki.
As for the front garden, every time these people in formal suits come, he is very enthusiastic.
He is eager to go straight to pro baseball.
"Don't say such complaining words, everyone is as confused as you, and there are many people who can't see the way forward."
Kuramachi stopped the conversation.
"But what's the use of being confused? What you want, you have to rely on the bat in your hand to fight for it."
"Um…"
Qianyuan also knew that he had unintentionally vented the troubles in his heart.
He knew it was wrong to do so. But during this period of time, he was under too much pressure. On the one hand, it was the competition from the team, and on the other hand, he was confused about the future.
Fortunately, his attitude of admitting mistakes is not bad. Realizing that he was wrong, he immediately apologized to Miyuki.
"sorry!"
"It's nothing, I didn't think about it anyway. My only wish now is to continue to dominate the country with everyone."
Miyuki said.
As the captain of the team, Miyuki showed such determination.
The guys are still very happy.
Then everyone turned the topic to the special training.
It's just that it's okay not to talk about it, everyone's face immediately turned gloomy when they said it.
When Wang Xi was eating, he sat on the edge of Sawamura Rongcun, looking at the seniors who suddenly became silent around him, he was a question mark on his forehead.
"Special training, is it really that scary?"
From Wang Xi's point of view, the players of the Qingdao High School baseball team are all iron-clad King Kong.
The temperament they show is also the type that is not afraid of the sky.
It's hard for Wang Xi to imagine, what is it that scares these guys?
Why is the expression of everyone so strange when Director Kataoka said the special training?
How to answer this question?
"It's nothing, it's just a little bit larger than the usual amount of training."
Sawamura explained with a smile.
He didn't intend to lie to his junior, mainly because even if he told Wang Xi now, it would be useless.
At most, he would be frightened for one night, wouldn't he have to train as usual the next day?
Since this is the case, it is meaningless to let him be frightened all night.
Might as well let him get a good night's sleep.
Anyway, as soon as the training starts tomorrow, he really understands what the so-called special training in **** is all about?
Wang Xi is not the only younger brother of Eijun Sawamura.
Hirota, Matsumoto, even Chen Ping...
At this time, they all behaved like newcomers. Pidianer found Eijun Sawamura and asked about the so-called special training in hell.
"Don't worry, you'll know everything when you wake up tomorrow. Can you still kill you?"
At the end, Sawamura Eijun also felt tired and sent everyone away!
When he returned to the classroom, Sawamura received a triumphant welcome from the classmates.
Although before, he was very famous in baseball circles and in school.
But that popularity is obviously not comparable to what it is now.
Since World War II, the relationship and status of island countries and North America has been somewhat special.
It's one thing to recognize yourself in an island country.
Getting North American recognition is another story.
The former Sawamura Eijun was at most a well-known island star.
But now, Sawamura Eijun has made progress towards a world superstar.
He became famous from North America and was recognized by well-known North American supervisors.
The meaning is completely different!
Facing the enthusiasm of the classmates, Sawamura Eijun could only refuse to come.
Sometimes, he actually envied Jiang Guxiao.
He has a face that no strangers should approach.
Even the people in the class would not dare to provoke Jiang Guxiao easily.
Unlike Sawamura, he was born with an affinity.
Everyone naturally gathered around.
Silent night, the next morning.
The **** training of the Qingdo High School baseball team begins.
The first thing is to get up early.
Originally, the Qingdao High School baseball team trained very early in the summer.
Get up at 5 and gather at 5:20.
I have been training for two hours before I go to wash and eat, and then go to class.
But this time, before the sky can see a ray of light, the little friends have already assembled.
"Wake up earlier than chickens!"
Kuramochi yawned and complained.
"Stop talking nonsense and start running."
As the captain, Miyuki naturally had to lead by example at this time and started to lead everyone to jog.
Such routines are already familiar to the 23rd graders of Qingdao High School.
On the contrary, the first-year players were more curious.
Originally, they thought that the special training in **** was terrible.
Unexpectedly, I woke up less than an hour earlier.
It's easy.
Even if you continue with this routine, you should at most practice for an hour at night.
They should be able to handle it with ease.
After all, they usually have to practice after training.
They can handle this amount of training.
Wang Xi, Yuki, Yui Kaoru, Okumura, Chen Ping, Hirota, Matsumoto.
There are seven first-year players left in the first army now.
The strength and talent of these seven people are all good, and they are willing to work hard.
Now it has begun to emerge gradually.
To achieve such achievements, talent alone is definitely not enough, and their training in private is also very hard.
So at the beginning of the extra training, the expressions of these seven guys were very relaxed.
They generally believe that even if they are not particularly outstanding, they must be able to keep up with the training rhythm.
I ran five laps in a row, two laps more than usual.
The morning jog stopped.
The players in the 23rd grade are basically not blushing or panting, and they look very relaxed.
A few first-year players also performed well. At most, they were breathing a little, but their expressions didn't change.
Just when the freshman thought the morning run was over, Miyuki unhurriedly announced the second order.
"Running with weight, changing every half lap."
The so-called load-bearing running is one person running with another person on his back.
Just finished the morning run, and before I could catch my breath, I had to bear the weight immediately.
This made the freshmen a little dumbfounded.
Because the candidates have their own fixed partners, they act quite fast.
"bring it on!"
Sawamura Eijun resigned to his fate and came to Xiaoxiao Furugu.
Jiang Guxiao was not polite, and rushed up directly.
"call!"
Sawamura Eijun let out a heavy sigh and said dissatisfiedly to Akatsuki who was behind him.
"You guy, have you been heavier recently?"
Originally, it was quite easy for him to back down to Gu Xiao, but why does it feel so strange now?
"No!"
Kougu Xiao replied.
"It's better, otherwise I'll apply for a partner change."
"Who?"
"I feel that Chunshi is good, and we have a good relationship."
"He won't agree."
"why?"
"He can't carry you!"
The two talked without a word, and this has become their way of getting along.
In fact, it is a very bad habit to talk to people when you are running behind your back.
But Sawamura Eijun didn't spend a lot of time with Furuya Akatsuki, and he still hoped to cherish every minute and every second of enlightening him.
If this guy does not go to the professional stage in the end because of his own reasons.
That's such a pity.
Allen is a leader in the major leagues, and Xiao Gu Xiao's attainment on the fastball is definitely no worse than him.
There is no reason to be buried here.
The fastest ball speed of Xiao Gu till now is 158 kilometers. Allen's fastest ball speed was 161 kilometers.
On the surface, there seems to be a little gap between the talents of Xiao Gu Xiao and Allen.
But to be honest, it can't be said.
Allen has received the best and most professional training ever since he started learning baseball.
But what about Xiao Gu Xiao?
It was after he joined the Qingdao High School baseball team that he really received professional baseball guidance.
Before, he was completely pondering on his own.
But even so, his ball speed still increased to that terrifying level?
Not to mention that he himself is a year and a half younger than Alan...
As far as Sawamura Eijun's own opinion is concerned, Akatsuki Furuya's talent is definitely not inferior to Alan.
Maybe even a block higher.
Jogging first, then accelerating for two laps. After two laps of acceleration, the weight-bearing run followed.
By the time all the runs were over, a few freshmen were as tired as dogs.
He opened his mouth, stretched his tongue, and gasped.
As if not so, they are about to die in the past.
It was so uncomfortable, I ran 10,000 meters just this morning.
Among them, there are 1000 meters running on the back.
This feeling is simply life-threatening.
The breathing rhythm of the old students has also begun to mess up.
There is no way to keep the calm before.
It was not until this time that the players from the Second Army and the Third Army came.
Along with them, there was Director Kataoka.
"Okay, the warm-up is over, let's start training."
As a result, when Director Kataoka opened his mouth, the freshmen almost turned their backs in anger.
What did the supervisor just say?
warm up! ! ! !
Could it be that the 10,000-meter long march that had just exhausted them to death, plus the running on their backs.
Just warming up?
The players couldn't believe it but they had to accept it.
Next is swing practice.
Relatively speaking, the overall exercise in the morning is still very easy.
Running, swinging, leapfrog...
In addition to no contact with baseball, other basic training has done a lot.
A few freshmen can be considered good, although they are already very tired.
But no one fell down, they all stood tenaciously.
They can also be regarded as a real experience of what is called a special training in hell.
While eating breakfast, Wang Xi had an emotional expression on his face.
"I finally know why the seniors are like that? As expected of a special training from hell."
Even with Wang Xi's experience, such special training was something he had never experienced before.
Too much work!
Also very extraordinary.
Sawamura Eijun glanced sympathetically at the little brother in the same bedroom.
He doesn't know anything at all...
In contrast, the morning training was the result of the mercy of Supervisor Kataoka.
Because there is still a class during the day, Supervisor Kataoka is embarrassed, and drills the players too hard.
Otherwise, they don't even have the spirit of class, and that's a hassle.
The real **** training starts in the afternoon, okay?
At that time, the younger brothers who want to come to these newcomers will be able to truly understand, what is the real hell?
The seniors of the Qingdao High School baseball team are quite kind in comparison.
No one has the heart to inform his younger brother in advance of this cruel reality.
They all want them to spend the morning relaxing first.
3:20 PM!
All the players of the Qingdo High School baseball team gathered at the stadium again.
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