Chapter 297 Kiss

On the scoreboard of Fuchu Civic Stadium, the scores between Seidou High School and Ukusumori High School were clearly written.

8: 4.

Seidou High School won the game without a doubt.

It was only at the beginning, before the start and halfway through the game that people felt that the two teams were of equal level.

After the actual game, Qingdao High School still showed a crushing trend.

But only those who actually watched the game know that it was not that easy for Qingdao High School to win this game.

After the game, the field was still polarized as before.

The faces of Qingdao High School were full of smiles as they celebrated, but the students of Ukumori High School were already in tears with regret written all over their faces.

However, Director Yoshimoto was very satisfied with the result.

He really didn't expect that this team, which seemed to be cobbled together, could actually hold its own against the new Koshien champion Seidou High School for a while.

Even though we lost the final game, it wasn’t unfair.

They gained a lot from this autumn competition.

In the second round, they defeated Daocheng Industry, which was at its peak and had great prospects of winning the championship, and they were not defeated early by Qingdao High School in the final.

For Ujimusimori High School, this is enough for them to go out with their heads held high.

Like Sakurazawa High School, Ukusumori High School is also considered a dark horse.

The dark horse team can achieve this level, so they don’t owe their fans anything.

Although there are cases where a person remains a black sheep until the end, they are extremely rare.

What's more, this is in West Tokyo.

There are so many strong people in West Tokyo that it is unrealistic to be the only one in the dark.

Even Seidou High School has the foundation of Koshien.

It is not a dark horse of pure pedigree.

The real dark horse is someone like Ukumori High School.

No one on the team had any outstanding performance in junior high school, and they had never achieved any outstanding results in baseball. The players and coaches all had average talent, and they were also a metropolitan school.

This kind of team can be considered a true dark horse.

Ukumori High School meets all of these requirements.

After all, private high schools are different from municipal high schools.

Private high schools look at all aspects of the students and their ranking in competitions, while municipal high schools only look at academic performance.

Without the pressure of academic performance, private high schools naturally have plenty of time to focus on competitions.

The training time every day is only a few hours.

It's totally different from private high schools.

Moreover, when private high schools see a player with both strength and talent, they can directly use money to recruit him.

It is obvious that Ukusumori High School, a metropolitan high school, cannot do this.

After the competition, Zhou Hui picked up some cold water and gulped it down, feeling refreshed.

There's nothing better than a good drink after a good sweat session.

Although he knew that this might be bad for his health, he really couldn't resist the temptation.

Even if he squanders his talent, there is still a very high ceiling, so this little bit will not pose any threat to him.

Led by Zhou Hui, Qingdao High School walked out of the player tunnel.

However, in the player tunnel of Ujimusi High School on the side, the situation is not optimistic.

Umemiya sat directly on the floor of the player's tunnel, his back against the wall, and seemed to not want to leave.

"Amei."

Looking at Umemiya like this, Fuquan didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Umemiya had already burst into tears and felt extremely uncomfortable.

As an ace pitcher, he lost a full eight points.

I had planned to take Matsubara with me to Koshien, but I didn't expect this to happen.

Umemiya burst into tears, and none of the players from Ugusumori High School said anything. They all just watched.

Because they want to say something, but they don’t know what to say.

"Amei."

Songyuan's voice was heard, and he was seen controlling the wheelchair with both hands and coming towards Umemiya.

"Matsuhara..."

"It's okay. You were really great in this game. You were like a completely different person compared to when you were in junior high school."

Songyuan comforted.

"But……"

Umemiya wanted to say something, but was stopped by Matsubara.

"Our chance is not just this one. Taking me to Koshien is not something we can do only this fall. Our chance is not just this one. Don't you agree?"

Umemiya nodded.

It turns out that Songyuan has not completely given up this opportunity.

Umemiya wiped her tears, stood up, and pushed Matsubara out of the player tunnel.

Their journey is not over yet!
Koshien has always been their goal.

……

On the other side.

At the entrance of Qingdao High School's player passage, Zhou Hui and his group were greeted with warm cheers.

The moment the game ended, many fans of Seidou High School rushed out of the stadium and waited at the gate for Seidou High School's triumphant return.

Winning this game brings us one step closer to Koshien.

It seems that no matter how the lineup changes, as long as Zhou Hui is still there, Qingdao High School will be invincible.

The moment he went out, Zhou Hui didn't dare to have any facial expression. He pretended to ignore the cheers from the female fans and there was no sign of enjoyment on his face.

Now he has begun to suffer from psychological trauma.

In order to prevent his little baby from noticing, he even ignored the male fans' requests for autographs.

If news about Zhou Hui spreads, there may be many comments about him being a big shot, feeling proud because of his good performance, and forgetting his roots.

But for Zhou Hui, there was nothing he could do about it!

If his little ancestor gets angry, he will be unable to bear it.

"Zhou Hui!"

Not far away, Senior Fujiwara raised her right hand and waved it continuously, trying to attract the attention of her boyfriend.

Hearing the familiar cold and domineering voice, Zhou Hui immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

It's just that this high and cold queen voice is a little bit coquettish today. It's not pure.

He noticed Fujiwara-senpai's delicate face at first sight.

Zhou Hui glanced at Director Kataoka, and after getting his permission, he immediately ran over.

Seeing Zhou Hui getting closer, Senior Fujiwara couldn't help but get excited.

I was just watching from a distance just now, it's not as exciting as communicating with my boyfriend at close range.

Seeing Zhou Hui running over, Senior Fujiwara also hugged the latter into her arms.

Holding Zhou Hui's handsome face, Senior Fujiwara closed her eyes and kissed him.

Feeling such a close contact of lips, the softness of Fujiwara-senpai's lips was far beyond his imagination.

Kissing, this is what it feels like.

However, Kuramochi behind him was so furious when he saw this scene.

"Zhou Hui."

……

(End of this chapter)

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