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Four hundred and twentieth chapters hate people

Eh?!

When the players in the queue were surprised when they heard the name pronounced by Superintendent Totoshi.

What's going on?

No. 1 actually gave Songye accompaniment?!

The supervisor did not become the actual ace when he wrote Ace to Kazuya, but instead gave Matsuye that he had just joined the team?!

Matsuye Lixin, who was pronounced to the name, walked forward with a look of surprise and took the cloth piece on his back.

"Back number 2, Takashi Nishino!"

When he went down, Matsuye Rishi looked at Tetsu Nishino who was walking forward, and his lips curled up quietly, and he knew it in his heart.

Yu Guang noticed the tiny curve, and a smile appeared in Nishino Tetsuya's eyes and gave a silent answer.

Looking at the two people who came forward to take away the first two people who were carrying numbers, Nishino Kazuya stood in the queue blankly.

Everything happened so suddenly that he could not believe his ears and eyes.

Kazuya Nishino was completely stunned, as if he was lost.

After retiring from the baseball department in Kazuya Nishino's third grade, Superintendent Totakuji personally found him and promised that high school would train him as a trump pitcher in the team.

In fact, the supervisor of Totokushi did do this.

Kazuya Nishino was pulled to the first army and had actual combat boarding. At the summer conference, he also took the boarding many times, and Kaziyuan even asked him to complete the boarding.

After entering the first grade, he gradually took the board to practice. In summer, he became the team's combat power. In autumn, he naturally took over the back number of the ace.

For first-year high school baseball players, this is the development route for many ace pitchers.

Everything should be done according to the expected steps.

Kazuya Nishino opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time. After a long time, Tan Jihuiming, who was beside him, returned to his attention.

"Kaya, the supervisor has called you."

"Call me?"

"Back number 11, Kazuya Nishino!" Supervisor Totakuji repeated.

Walking forward tangently, Kazuya Nishino took the white cloth with the black "11" printed on it, and then walked back to the queue.

Many of the second-grade students around me have received the memorization number for the first time, so they are overjoyed when they disband and teased and joked with each other.

"Haha, lower middle, okay, let's start memorizing the romance first!"

"Xiura, you are not bad either!"

"I'm still memorizing the double digits, and the vice captain didn't add up?"

"Tsk tsk, what bonus do you want for Parma? The kind of bonus is called bonus!"

"At least I've practiced well in touch, and I can still beat you... Hey, hey, enough, you're still laughing, but you haven't stopped. So are you Kobata!"

"Hahahahahahaha!"

He was silent with the No. 11 cloth piece, and the laughter and joy around him had nothing to do with him.

Thinking back on the two people's gaze at each other without words, Kazuya Nishino's heart felt like he was stabbed by a sharp needle.

Supervisor Totaku is a steady person. Since he has been giving Nishino Kazuya the actual playing time in summer, he will not easily change his mind after he comes back.

Therefore, there is only one possibility.

Matsuye Lixin has just joined the team and has not yet fully established mutual trust with the coaches. He was able to get the No. 1 melody representing the ace. It is obvious that someone has made extremely important recommendations.

The thoughts were messy and the more Kazuya Nishino thought of the possibility, the more painful it felt.

It seems like the actual pain of tearing.

"How is it possible...how is it possible...how is it impossible."

Don't believe it, or don't want to believe it.

Kazuya Nishino didn't know when the training began, nor did he know when the sun sets west toward the end of the training.

When he came to his senses, he had been shooting at the blocking room for an afternoon, but his arm, which was still aching, pulled him back.

“Hu…hu…hu…”

The beads of sweat rolled down their cheeks, and Kazuya Nishino picked up a baseball and threw it at the blocking net.

"Bang!"

Baseball hit the net fiercely and weakly, just like the mood of a pitcher.

"Kaya, you are wrong with this, your posture is broken."

The sudden sound made Kazuya Nishino happy, but after seeing the person clearly, the expression suddenly disappeared.

"Pine Leaf...Senior..."

"Well, the garage simulation training has been completed. I'll come in and take a look while there is still some time."

Matsuye Lixin spoke quite gently.

"After you throw your ball pose, your movements will lose some balance and the ball control may be affected."

As he said that, Matsuye Rishi reached out and planned to pinch Kazuya Nishino's shoulders.

Kazuya Nishino took a step back and silently resisted.

"The posture is likely to be related to the excessive strength of one side of the hand, which can strengthen the pitching exercise on the other side."

After retracting his hand, Matsuye Lixin didn't care and continued to share his experience.

Matsuye Rishi is a person who is not keen on competition, but since the team gave him a number recognized by the representative, he would not refuse.

He recited No. 1 to himself and gave No. 11 to Kazuya Nishino. Matsuba Rishi quickly understood the idea of ​​Tetsu Nishino.

In high school baseball, if the number 11 is handed over to the next generation of players, then the meaning of it is the next generation of Ace.

Matsuye Lixin guessed about it.

After Kazukoyuan returned, Nishino Kazuya was in trouble, and the team did not want to put pressure on him for the time being, especially after Tetsu Nishino proposed to target Kazuya.

Tomorrow is the battle of the third autumn conference. Baishan’s main preparation training is the garrison simulation exercise.

The ball feeding pitcher is served by young coaches, while the pitchers such as Matsuya Rishi only do the restoration and self-study exercises.

After the third-grade team retreated, Baishan's current line team is mainly second-grade players. Although his attack ability has declined, it is still okay to score four or five points when encountering teams in the middle of the county.

If the attack line remains above the mid-level level, the next focus is on the defensive aspect.

Second-grade Matsuya Rishi and first-grade Tatsuki Aki are both team-type pitchers.

In the practice game, the two players made a total of throws and eliminated data, and the ground rolling balls accounted for more than 60% and the high-fly balls accounted for more than 30%.

As long as there are no low-level platoon mistakes, most of the fighters can get out steadily.

In the pitching shed.

"Sorry, I've said so much after coming in. Did you scare you?" Matsuye Lixin said apologetically.

After all, I am not very familiar with Kazuya, and it is really hard to accept that I talk to myself all of a sudden.

Seeing the baseball full of baseballs in the blocking cage, Matsuye Rishi spoke softly.

"Yaya, you like baseball very much. You look hard and look very similar to Xiaozhe."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing...why? Maybe I'm meddling in other people's business. Pitching is an easy thing to be confused. Pitching with all your strength may not necessarily be accompanied by good returns."

"Will the pitching be confused?" Nishino Kazuya replied, but his expression became heavier and heavier, "I don't know this."

"But I... hate Senior Matsuye..."

"I hate you very much!"
Chapter completed!
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