Diamond Ace Takanono

Chapter 295 Sure enough, I will walk you in the future
"Play!" The referee gave the order, and Hongo on the opposite side couldn't wait to throw his first ball.

Gao Zhiye quickly condensed his energy, watching the ball getting closer and closer, and slowly zooming in in his sight.

"Whoosh—" the voice almost rushed to his face.

"Danger!"

Someone in the auditorium was shouting. At the same time, Gao Zhiye took a step back by virtue of his physical instinct, and the wind brought by the high-speed spinning ball was blowing on his face, 'This guy! '

"Pa—" the ball was caught by Lian Si, and the catcher frowned at this time, "I don't want the ball high inside the corner. '

"Bad ball!" The referee took a special look at the troll's big pitcher. Just before the hit, the eyes of the two ace pitchers were about to burst into flames. He was also very clear.

'Pitch well and don't play tantrums! 'Renji threw a strong, low-arc ball at the pitcher.

'Angry? At this time, Hongo got rid of the impulsiveness just now, and looked towards the opposite side with a little fear. Fortunately, there was no real touch.

Freud has a theory of id ego superego, which describes the 'id' as an elephant-like rampant animal, consisting only of the subconscious and desires, while the 'ego' is riding on the elephant to control The tamer of the beast.

In adolescence, many times the 'ego' does not have such a strong control over the 'instinctive desire', so many legends of youthfulness are left in adolescence.

Therefore, Hongo was only able to rationally realize that the other party did not have any deep hatred with him when his blood had subsided a little. The person who provoked him was Xintian Supervisor.

He pulled down his hat, stopped looking at the opposite side, and tidied up the sand under his feet twice.

As for Gao Zhiye, he also stretched out his arms, throwing out the sense of danger of being hit just now.

'Only hit the ball well in the zone, don't be fooled by that quick finger. '

It has been more than two months since Hagar, not only he himself is improving, but listening to the feedback from the people in front of him, Hongo's fingering ball has become more difficult to hit.

After the bad ball, the game restarted.

Now Gao Zhiye is slightly ahead in the number of balls, he decided to follow to the end, distinguish between a straight ball and a fork ball, and then swing the bat.

"Pa——" A ball passed his retina, and Gao Zhiye instantly judged, 'It's low! '

The arm that was about to strike stopped.

"Bad ball!"

Two fouls.

"Some are watching carefully, some are watching carefully!"

"That's it, choose the ball carefully!"

On the bench, everyone looked at Gao Zhiye's patient appearance, and suddenly had a good feeling.

"Tut!" It was Hongo on the mound who made the sound. After he just woke up from that impulsive state of mind, he seemed to have lost his aim for a moment.

"Bad ball!"

There is no need for the referee to judge this ball, everyone with eyes can see that this game in Hong Kong is a bit unstable.

"Is it possible that the big trump card of the troll is afraid?"

"What are you doing, it suddenly collapsed."

"Are you going to lose?"

In the eyes of outsiders, it is the troll's trump card. When facing Qingdao's trump card, he suddenly lost the courage to hit the strike zone.

'Three balls! At this moment, Takano's heartbeat can't help but speed up a little. If he can create the first hit, the momentum will come to Qingdou.

Just as he was about to meet the fourth ball, the catcher behind him suddenly lifted his mask and stood up, "Time!"

Lian Si called a timeout, interrupting this continuous bad ball rhythm.

"What's the matter, did you suddenly feel nothing? Do you want to slow down?"

Hongo suddenly said: "I know this world is as short as dew. However, however."

Lian Si knew that this was probably the words of a certain famous person, so he stopped his voice and listened quietly, but he complained wildly in his heart, "How many times is this, why did he suddenly start reciting haiku at this time. '

But being friends with this person is like this. Every time you have to set up many riddles in front of your true heart, and in order to walk in, you must understand the hints he gives.

'So you lament that life is fleeting?Perishable? Lian Si suddenly realized, "Is this guy feeling uneasy because of the dangerous ball that just lost control of his emotions?"It's too difficult to understand. '

Patting the other party's chest, the catcher reminded the other party with firm eyes, "Life is short, and you must cherish what you really like. Isn't our hard training all for today's final? Even if we do anything, we must win .”

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the defenders behind: "They also came to this final with the same mood. So, if you feel any guilt, we are willing to be your accomplices."

The pitcher stopped talking, and the timeout was up. The catcher didn't emphasize anything, but just patted him again.

"play!"

After the timeout, the game continues.

At this time, Gao Zhiye looked at the opposite side, and vaguely felt a slight change. For some reason, he had a firm judgment, "The next ball will not be a bad ball, it must be a straight ball to decide the game!" '

The troll's pitcher is too difficult to deal with. Although he hasn't spoken much, and even the main battlefield of the two is turn-based, but standing on the same pitcher's mound, Takano feels that, to some extent, In addition to his strength, he also cares about this pitcher.

'It's so strange, so strange! 'It's like passing by the window of a strange class, accidentally meeting the eyes of a person inside, and both of them have reflected the other's face in their minds.

Then the two parties who were strangers will meet in various places in the school.

'Even though they have never spoken, they are so familiar with each other!Too strange! '

Presumably Hongo also felt the same way. After all, in the last game, he almost instinctively judged that the ball thrown by Takano could not be reached by his three sticks at all, so he just went away before the referee made a decision. Out.

'Accomplice!Complicity! In Hongo's mind, only the catcher's last words were in his mind, and his heart suddenly returned to ferocity.

A flash of white light came from the mound like lightning, and went straight to the batter's inside corner.

'Swing! '

The next moment, above the home plate, there was a fierce collision between the bat and the ball. The crisp sound reminded everyone in the field to keep their eyes on the outfield defense of the home plate, and began to look up at the direction where the ball was coming from. move.

Eventually the center fielder stopped and yelled "I'm coming!"

"out!"

Takano, who ran leisurely to first base, took advantage of the trend and ran back.

' As a result, the center of the ball was still not hit. '

That kind of god-like flow state cannot be entered at all in a messy brain environment.

On the other side, Supervisor Xintian stared at the back of the man running down the Qingdao bench for a long time before he said, "This high-flying ball hits pretty far."

This game is the first time I hit Hongo's pitching, and the pitcher who can catch the rhythm is counted as this pitcher.

"It's really dangerous. Sure enough, I'll escort you later."

　In the play, Hongo is portrayed as a literary boy

　　1. Always keep books in hand
　　2. Chinese language performance is very good
　　So, on this basis, I added oil and vinegar to make him sensitive-literary boy

　　Notes:

　　I know this world is as short as dew, however, however.

　　——Kobayashi Yicha (written after the death of his daughter)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)