That's right, I am a glutton!

As for Cangsuke, after chatting with the boss here for a while, they became doing something together.

"Everyone said that you bend your legs a little, push the ground hard, don't you understand what your mind is thinking? Fool!"

He seemed to be in his fifties, an old man who was not tall but had a very strong body. While correcting Cang Jie's posture, he shouted at Cang Jie like a demon.

"..."

Kitahara Cangjie was expressionless and adjusted his movements according to the other party's instructions without saying a word.

But the blood vessels near the temples faintly bulged, obviously his mood was not calm.

The person who scolded him is the boss here.

Obviously, when chatting before, he looked like a very amiable middle-aged uncle, who talked very well, but now he has become such a vicious look.

The boss himself is an avid baseball fan.

His son was trained by him to become a high school ace pitcher, but unfortunately he missed the opportunity to enter Koshien, and now he has become a glorious social animal.

The social animal is the social animal, but the uncle still did not give up his hobby, so he opened this batting center by himself.

Moreover, when the son who recognizes the society returns home, he can inherit it.

Such an uncle accidentally ran into Cangsuke who went out too early and found a place to pass the time.

Just when the uncle said that he was tired and wanted to stop for a drink.

The extremely unhappy Cang Jie maintained a blank expression on his face and threw the ball firmly grasped in his palm.

"Boom—"

You can easily swing more than 100 kilograms of barbell with the force of freedom, and smash the small ball in your hand on the wire directly opposite.

Even if you stand on the opposite side, you can feel the strength that the place hit at that moment.

"Okay, awesome—"

The uncle who probably had an expectation in his heart, and the guests who happened to see this scene, all expressed their surprise in their hearts.

"Who is that little brother? The face I haven't seen before, is it a professional player?"

"Don't be kidding, the man is obviously a layman in posture."

The two middle-aged men who came to play with their children, who were sitting aside to rest, got up directly from their seats in surprise.

"This guy's future is incredible."

Although there is no speed counter, the uncle who watches all kinds of live broadcasts, broadcasts and live matches all the year round, with keen intuition, he believes that the speed of the ball just now is definitely 150... even 160.

Not to mention neon high school students, this is a level that can only be achieved by the world's top pitchers.

And the ball just now was actually thrown by this seemingly untrained high school student.

And... the posture is not very correct, and he has not been able to give full play to his strength.

"try again."

Cangsuke, who didn't know what he did, noticed the irregularities in his movements and was very dissatisfied with his performance, so he posed again.

Nothing happened to pretend to be slapped in the face, just as if what happened just now did not happen, and everyone quickly recovered to what they were doing.

No matter how fast Cangsuke serves, he is just an ordinary person, and at most people will sigh.

He is not a star.

"Don't just use the power of your arm, do you want to use the power of one hand to fight with others all over? You fool!"

The uncle continued to slap Cang Jie with words, looking like he hates iron for not making steel.

The greater the potential of the other party, the more anxious the uncle looks at what he knows now.

"..."

The corner of Kitahara Cangsuke's eyes couldn't help but jump, silently correcting his posture according to the uncle's request.

He is planning to become a professional athlete.

The mentality of not wanting to be famous has not changed because he hates trouble.

But it needs the power of money.

Need good coaches, good equipment, good opponents (punch bags)...

But Cangsuke didn't want to ask his mother anymore. He had to ask for help from home because of Xiao Saki's affairs, which made him feel uncomfortable enough.

So now I want to try it hard on my own.

only……

"Are you really a high school student in this country? You don't even know the basics of baseball?"

"Long words to death! I won't practice anymore..."

Although he knew that this person was not malicious, he finally exceeded the limits of his patience, and Kitahara Cang was ready to leave.

"Hey? Wait, wait! If you have something to say, wow..."

This time it was Uncle's turn to be anxious and wanted to stop Cang Jie from letting him go.

He took himself into the role of the devil coach in the comics, and now he saw that others were not accompanying him, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can be gentle, don't go—"

"If you don't play, you won't play anymore, bye~"

Looking at the very depressed uncle, Cangsuke replied happily.

But Aosuke Kitahara didn't give up because of this.

It was just that while chatting with the other party, the understanding of baseball remained at the stage of Uesugi Tatsuya and Asakura Minami, and they understood some basic things.

That's baseball, which is really troublesome.

Not to mention the trouble of learning skills and rules, but to hear the other party say that a game lasts almost three hours on average, which directly makes him give up the idea.

The same goes for football, basketball and tennis.

His goal is not to really like to be a professional player. After spending such a long time, he might as well participate in sports such as sprinting and get faster results.

First participate in the high school league to attract attention to pave the way, and then show your real strength in the IAAF events, and become famous in one go.

Although there are various troubles of preparation before the game, the actual game time is so short.

Ten seconds is over.

Comparing the game time of various ball sports, there is a huge gap.

Compared with baseball, sprinting is not that popular, but it is only now.

If he can really defeat the project that has been monopolized by black people for a long time, and prove himself to the people of the whole country and even the entire Asian people, then there is a high probability that he will be praised by the media on this land as the light of Asia.

In terms of income, it will definitely not be much worse than popular sports.

"Stop playing, it's almost time, ready to go."

Kitahara Cangsuke walked up to Xiaosaki and said abruptly.

"Don't speak suddenly, I thought I could hit this time."

Xiao Saki whispered dissatisfaction to Sosuke, but still obediently put the baseball bat on the ground, preparing to leave with him.

They have important things to go out today.

For Saki Yoshida's novel, I am going to meet the editor lady who was appointed.

Whether the girl's efforts in this period of time can get the rewards it deserves depends on today.

Chapter 94-Machida Yuanzi's Sense of Instant Vision

Leave from the hitting center.

But Sosuke and Xiaosaki did not go directly to the building where the publishing house was located, but went to the cinema to watch a movie together.

Hmm... it's a love movie.

After waiting for more than two hours, Aosuke who received the news brought Xiao Saki, who was holding his arm tightly around him, whimpering, and who had not yet emerged from the virtual world, to the agreed place.

"Sorry, there will be a meeting temporarily..."

The beautiful editor in black short skirt and bright black stockings, Ms. Machida Moroko panting roughly, greeted the two outside on the first floor.

"It's okay, Miss Machida."

"How are you..."

If you are a stranger, you will be angry, but because you have talked with the editor lady before, and the two sides have a good impression, the impression is good, so Cangsuke doesn't care about this small accident.

Xiao Saki was too nervous.

Because she was worried that this guy's self-confidence would be hit, the idea of ​​taking her to play baseball and watch movies to relax, seemed to have failed.

In this way, with Machida Yuanzi, a few people quickly came to a small studio in the company that no one used.

"You two, please be casual, you are welcome, there is no one else here."

The editor lady said this to the two children in her eyes. Although her pretty faces were unstoppable exhaustion, she still tried to make her tone more gentle.

Get up at five o'clock in the morning every morning, read the manuscript at home or elsewhere in the morning, and then go to the company after noon.

In the evening, I was communicating with the author, and I couldn't sleep until the early hours of the evening.

Not so easy work.

After being promoted to deputy editor this year, the workload on his body is much greater than before.

On the other side, Sosuke patted the very nervous Kosaki on the shoulder, and took the initiative to help her open the chair under the conference table. "Ms. Machida, how do you feel about this guy's novel?"

No greetings, Kitahara Cangsuke asked directly.

If it is waste paper that is judged to be useless, there is no need for others to talk to Miss Yoshida, and just refuse it.

I don't know how many similar things I have to refuse every year. Others have probably got used to it.He thinks so.

"Well, what should I say..."

Just as Cangsuke thought, the editor lady did not refuse, but after each offered a cup of tea in front of the two, she seemed to be considering the language.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work, it doesn't matter..."

Very unconfident Xiao Saki wanted to pretend to Aosuke that he didn't care, but found that he couldn't do it.

But without letting this fool continue to make up for it, the voice of nature that saved her came from the beauty editor's mouth.

"very funny."

The simple three words of the editor made the dark cloud in Xiao Saki's heart disappear.

Kitahara Cangsuke's face remained unchanged, as he expected...

But in fact, I am very happy for the girl around me.

The hard work paid off, there is nothing more comforting than this.

Machida Yuanzi changed his left leg underneath, and paused for a while, so that Saki had time to react before continuing to preach.

"Recent readers prefer the subject of another world, and there are two black and gold in the novel...the defeated dog? That's how it is called in the book, the creation of these two characters is very interesting."

"It's also weird... There is obviously no illustration, but the image of the black one always feels very familiar..."

First, she praised Kosaki, and after that, Ms. Machida said to herself in a strange tone.

I vaguely thought of something, but I couldn't find the answer like looking through the mist.

Cangsuke, who felt guilty for Xiaosaki, quickly interrupted her imagination.

"Excuse me, does this mean you are qualified, Miss Machida?"

Cang Jie cleared his throat and confirmed to the beauty editor.

Hearing his question, Miss Yoshida next to her stared her eyes like a frog and turned around without blinking.

The expectations and feelings of anxiety in my heart can be seen by individuals.

"I said you don't have to be so polite, and please call me Yuanzi in the future, Mrs. Xiaosaki~"