Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 311
Not to mention the various farces in the team, everyone in Qingdao finally arrived at the Koshien Stadium smoothly.

"Oh--Jiashien, I miss you so much." As soon as Eijun said it, he was beaten up by Kuramochi who had endured all the way.

"It's the second match, what are you pretending for me!"

Takano grimaced.

"No, no, no, the real start is only when my lord brother comes on stage!" The deafening shout resounded through the entire bench.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the serious Eijun first, and then Takano, eh?What about Takano?
Gao Zhiye is squatting behind Xiaochun's back at this moment, hiding from the limelight.

"You bastard, don't you look down on us!" Cang Mochi's strength rose again.

But next second.

"That's right! Last time I could only stand on the support stand and cheer you on." Lang Zhi walked over, and the two brothers joined together.

Kuramo didn't know why, but chose to avoid the edge.

So there were only these two guys left, talking about what happened last year, and the atmosphere was very nostalgic.

Gao Zhiye stood up quietly, and received eye information from different people.

"Are you nervous?" Miyuki asked secretly.

nervous?Because it was the first Koshien pitch that became an ace?
"Really, one or two of you don't keep reminding me."

The opponent, Shono, Japan, has always been known for his strong hits.

Of course, it wouldn't be exaggerated to the level of Pharmacist High School, so Takano was not that nervous from the beginning to the end.

'Relax, relax, just play to your full potential. '

In the first inning, on the first base side, players from Japan's Shono were all staring at the field.

Qingdao was warming up, and the game actually started before the anti-aircraft siren rang across the stadium.

In the eyes of the enemy, it was Qingdou's coherent and tight defensive practice.

A good team will gradually widen the gap with other teams in terms of basic skills.

"Here!" Lang Zhi raised his hand and shouted.

Then there was a white ball flying to third base, Lang Chi caught it with a backhand, turned around and threw it to first base, a white line ran through the entire infield, the speed was extremely fast, the trajectory was extremely straight, and it fell into the glove of the first baseman. Just right, very accurate.

"That's great, this garrison." Some uncles had already folded their arms and nodded.

"It can be seen in the last game. The intensity and fluency of the warm-up are at different levels."

"Sure enough, it's a quasi-winning team in Jiashien."

After just such a warm-up, the praise in the hearts of many viewers became even worse.

Looking at the guerrilla position directly behind the fielding pitcher, a ball bounced irregularly on the ground, deviated from its original trajectory, and Kuramochi, who had already rushed to the predetermined position, rolled forward and caught the ball.

Immediately, the half-sitting posture was thrown towards the second base, and the whole set of movements was so smooth that Kuramochi didn't even look to see where Xiaoharu's movements were going.

During that long winter training, Xiaochun seemed to have become an organ he placed outside the body. Although it was not connected, it could receive Xiaochun's location from all directions, and even 'feel' the movement of the other party.

Could it be the wind? The wind surrounding the two of them made the two into one. The movement of one person changes the direction of the wind around them, and then affects the wind around the other person in a domino-like manner.

"Pa—" Xiaochun didn't even have the consciousness of catching the ball in his head, the ball had already found him, and he quickly flipped his hand in the glove, and he had already thrown to first base.

If one time is not enough to put pressure on, then many smooth defenses have already begun to attract the attention of the opponent's players.

And look at our first baseman——

Well, Yamaguchi-kun did a good job.

The last was the catcher who was feared by many people. After receiving the ball, he immediately stood up, and a white light crossed the mound, just in time to dive into the glove that was lowered to the base position.

Someone starts to pinch the watch, "Whoa, 1:83."

"Compared to speed, the accuracy is more important."

The buzzing discussions belonged to Jiashiyuan.

This group of people walked together to Dongxun, whose throat was dry and sore just thinking about it, and even the most ordinary people had a tacit understanding between each other.

’ And these people, the people behind me. '

Gently sweeping the soil on the hill aside, Gao Zhiye focused on looking at the opposite side, where the batterer was about to take his place.

He felt that in the direction of the back of his head, in the dark place of a blind spot, there were 7 beating light spots, which were his teammates.

"Get used to that pitch in the first round." With the instructions of the supervisor, the first Japanese Shono pointed to the pitcher on the pitcher's mound with his bat.

'150 km pitching, come on, it's not like I haven't hit it! '

Just as he was swinging the bat and thinking about the little Jiujiu in his heart, a drop of sweat slowly slid down from his forehead, and his body felt the crisis before his consciousness.

The cold atmosphere spread on the mound. Today, as the trump card, he returned to Koshien. His mentality and confidence were beyond what he had last year.

Standing on the mound last year, as a freshman, he couldn't fully take on the game. He played a pitching relay every game, like dancing on a tightrope.

This year, with the medal of merit on his chest, he came back.

The raised left foot led the body to move, and a ferocious beast sleeping in the body entered the attacking state.

After home plate, Miyuki raised his glove, his heart racing with the pitcher's movement, 'Come on, let them see your progress this whole winter! '

It took less than a blink of an eye for the ball in his hand to go from being stable to turning into a roaring danger.

"what is that..?"

Japan's Shono's first shot completely forgot his original plan, and his mind was completely confused.

Then came the numbers that jumped on the electronic scoreboard.

"150 kilometers!"

"Go straight to the top speed at the beginning!"

"This game is something to watch."

This ball directly added a firewood to the lively audience.

Takano didn't care about other people's reactions, he asked for the ball directly, and then stood still on the mound again.

"Huh—" He glanced at the batterer, and saw the pace of the batterer was completely out of order.

'Can't swing the bat?Then stand up and get struck out! '

"Strike!" It was almost the same place as before, but the hitter couldn't move his body at all, the first pitch, just the impression of the first pitch occupied all his brain.

' What kind of pitching was that. . 'Fierce, straight to the point.

"Why don't batters swing at all!"

"Good shot! Hitters out!"

Yibang shook his head and left the strike zone. At present, there may not be any hits after the second round.

Three balls and three strikes.

Swing and strike out.

First ball out.

All kinds of hitters came to the strike zone, and the audience's attention was caught by the only constant, that was Takano's pitching rhythm and his refreshing energy to get the batter out.

"Three outs, switch sides!"

The cyan on the field quickly converged towards the third base side.

"Tell me, Qingdao's trump card, or the troll's trump card, which one is stronger?"

"Didn't it be their duel last year, and the troll won big, and won twice."

"but..."

This kind of dialogue intensified in the auditorium, and everyone seemed a little impatient to watch the game.

Lian Si turned his head to look at Hongo, and found that he was staring at Qingdao's bench seriously - they even sat at a position where they could see the bench, the arrogance and prudence on their faces were equally balanced.

It's really strange that Hong's arrogance has dropped a bit.

'The same age, is it good or bad? In the end, Renji didn't make a sound, and followed Hongo's gaze to the opposite bench.

　came back
　　Speaking of the submitted article, I originally just wanted to change it, but I rewrote one-third of it, and the length increased from 7000 to 9500+. . .

　　I am so nervous about the one-month review period.
　　
　
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