Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 224 Summer Memories

"Is it okay?" After returning to the bench, Miyuki only asked this one sentence.

"Of course." Gao Zhiye knew that the other party would often report the situation of pitchers to the supervisor. After answering this sentence, he couldn't help swallowing.

The catcher just nodded, worrying about other things.

Soon it will be Seongdo's turn to strike again, but looking at the numbers on the scoreboard, 'the game didn't end early. '

Probably because of the sense of stability after Ace played, Qingdao scored 2 points in the eighth inning.

The game came to an end.

On the bench of Kawasaki Academy, after experiencing the most silent moment after Ace Seido came on the field, now he has bottomed out and rebounded.

"It's good to see the pitches of the quasi-champions in Koshien."

"I don't know how many professional baseball scouts are contacting him. It's great to be able to enter professional baseball."

"Let's watch a few more balls. I'll see you next time. I guess I can only watch it in the auditorium."

Everyone had a relaxed atmosphere, only Kawasaki's four sticks were not involved, and his attention was on the other side.

'Even if they are all students, the performance that can be seen by the profession is outstanding. 'At this time, he involuntarily became an ordinary person for his identity. From this perspective, he truly realized the meaning of professional baseball.

as well as--

'After graduation, I should continue my major. "The originally boring job looks much more friendly than before," but not long after I entered the third grade, I had the ambition of wanting a career. Sure enough, I still need to slowly increase my understanding of the world. '

"Bump—" the voices in the field continued to pass into the benches of both sides.

After a straight ball, followed by a changeup, the swinging hitter lost his rhythm and slammed into the air.

"The batter is out!"

Gao Zhiye and the defender behind him raised a finger to indicate that it was not Kawasaki's center bat time, but every ball was filled with the strength of his whole body.

The scrutinizing gaze squatting behind the home plate is the target he wants to attack.

'Low outside corner! '

'The inner corner is high! '

'Low inside corner! '

Miyuki used the slight movement of the glove to measure the accuracy of Takano's pitch, 'Are you nervous?It's really rare. '

"Three outs! Game over!"

In the handshake session, Gao Zhiye was sad to see that the opponent did not lose the battle, but there were many inexplicable and smiling eyes, "What a strange team." '

"Can you ask him for a line?"

"But he doesn't seem to be in a good mood..."

There was a voice of discussion behind him, Gao Zhiye didn't know if he was discussing himself, 'Do I look bad? '

He touched the corner of his mouth and found that it was drooping.

Several pitchers were very hot, and the heat from the body invaded Gao Zhiye's skin. He took half a step back, wondering how sensitive he was to the heat of others today.

"Let's go." Outside the venue, Daoshi's team, who heard the sound of the air defense siren, had warmed up and was ready to enter the arena.

Hayakawa approached the trump card as if to please, "Mingsang, Qingdao won."

Cheng Gongming's face, which had already recovered its calm, wrinkled again in an instant: "So what if I win! In the end, I still didn't see what I wanted to see!"

"Once we win this game, we can watch the tape as soon as we go back to school."

"Hehe, you traitor." Chenggong still hated Hayakawa for betraying him, of course he didn't dare to say this out loud, he only dared to speak in the catcher's ear.

"Then how can Mingsang forgive me..."

"Well, how about going back to do 100 push-ups every time you miss a catch, and running 10 laps every time you miss a hit?"

"...Is this corporal punishment?" Zaochuan's head was about to grow big.

"Yes—" Cheng Gongming was only halfway through his words, and his attention was drawn away by the front.

A dozen or so steps away from Daoshi is Qingdao who came out after the game.

The two aces looked at each other across the air. The two who had been noisy when they first met were very quiet at this moment.Compared with the leisurely bickering, they have already entered the alert mode in advance.

Nodding to each other, the two teams passed each other.

'Isn't it easy to win, isn't it a big score? Hayakawa was surprised that Seidou Ace's face lacked the usual high spirits, "That person pitched one game, is it because of this?" '

"Ming Sang", he looked away from Qingdao who was walking away, and when he turned his head, he saw Cheng Gongming staring at the back, "What's wrong?"

"No." Cheng Gongming's tone was no longer relaxed, and the voice came out from the throat.

Xia Tian, ​​this scene reminded him of Xia Tian, ​​the summer of the seniors was ended by him and the people from Qing Dao.

He recalled countless times what his mood was at the beginning and why he lost that point.But thinking about it, the feeling of gradually despairing in the long game made it difficult for him to breathe.

'Just one point? ’ But that point was literally lost from him.

'You can't lose a baseball game if you don't lose a run. ’ After that game, for a long time, this sentence followed him like a nightmare.Not only the Liangzi of the seniors, but also his own.

Ever since I met that person in junior high school, Narimiya Ming has already been the trump card, and Takano is correspondingly a beginner.This bad initial impression has always affected his perception of Gao Zhiye.

Because of this, after a game, the psychological status of the winners and losers has been reversed.Cheng Gongming had to endure the taste of being taken over by the latecomers, and this made him suffer, and no one told him.

'Is this how other seniors feel when they look at me? "Those who he thought were 'failures' or 'lack of talent' before, now he is on the same level as them, and they are all predecessors who have been knocked down by the latecomers.

This defeat was an attack from the world, which created conflicts and doubts in his perception of himself and others.

After being closed for a week, it was Hayakawa who guided him out.

"The Qingdao competition is about to begin. If they can make it to the end, doesn't it mean that we are actually very strong?"

The people in the bed didn't move.

"There are comments on you in the newspaper, Mingsang, let me read it..."

"Don't!" The person in the bed threw off the quilt abruptly, "Don't read it, it means I lost!"

Hayakawa was stunned, and continued his own words: "Say you are one of the strongest left-handers..."

"Nani?" Cheng Gongming took the newspaper away and read it by the light of the phone.

"Hahaha." After a long time, Cheng Gongming read the newspaper carefully before and after, and let out a muffled laugh, "Hahahaha!"

"Ming-sang, what are you laughing at?" Hayakawa even doubted the mental state of his ace.

"I'm laughing at myself, thinking that everyone else is idle." He jumped out of bed, "Let's go, isn't today's Qingdao game! Call Carlos and the others to watch together."

"Laughing.. myself?" Hayakawa fell behind, and he also flipped through the front and back, and only saw Cheng Gongming mentioned in the small window just now.

"Inashi High School, Narimiya Naruto, the ball speed is around 148, with a variety of change balls... Ah, the grid is too small, and we didn't write about our loss in the West Tokyo preliminaries."

(End of this chapter)