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But as quickly as he could react, he immediately hit the bat forward.

Hojo Tetsuji believed that this batting line could hit the baseball.

But to his surprise, the stick missed.

The white baseball was caught steadily by the catcher behind.

"What's going on?!" Hojo Tetsuji's eyes widened beneath his sunglasses, and he had no idea what was going on.

In his opinion, the ball should have been hit, how could it have missed?

The catcher said calmly, "Don't be surprised. Kyoichiro is best at throwing changeups. They seem very fast, but they slow down at critical moments. You misjudged the speed of the ball, so of course you can't hit it."

"Will this work?"

Hojo Tetsuji didn't quite understand baseball, but this kind of pitching that could change the speed of the ball seemed unscientific no matter how he thought about it.

He looked a little confused. He glanced around the tennis court, but did not see Sayuri Yoshikawa looking at him from the emerald green protective net.

He felt a little relieved that the embarrassing scene was not seen by his lover, which was some comfort to Hojo Tetsuji.

As for the other girls, Hojo Tetsuji didn't care at all.

"Tetsuji, cheer me up!"

Qingze, who was sitting on the substitute seat, shouted.

"Stop talking. I'm going to use all my strength right now."

Hojo Tetsuji refused to admit defeat and held the bat tightly with both hands.

This time, he must knock away the ball that will slow down.

Kyoichiro Furusawa held the baseball and smiled, "Very good, the charm of sports is indeed unstoppable, even a bad guy like you has become passionate.

Then you can try to hit my ball away!"

"You don't need to tell me!"

Hojo Tetsuji's eyes widened as he watched the white baseball flying towards him again.

Instead of choosing to hit the bat, he waited for the moment when the ball slowed down.

"puff!"

Hojo Tetsuji was stunned. Before he swung the bat, the ball had already landed accurately in the catcher's palm.

"The ball isn't slowing down at all!"

Hojo Tetsuji's protest left the catcher speechless, and he replied, "Isn't this normal? How can you throw the same pitch from the beginning to the end of a game?"

"Tetsuji, come on a little harder. If you don't hit again, you'll be struck out."

"You don't need to remind me!"

Hojo Tetsuji replied angrily that he didn't play baseball, but he knew a little about it.

In Japan, baseball can be said to be the national sport.

In high school, if a person is good at playing baseball, he or she will definitely be a popular person in school.

Kyoichiro Furusawa is an exception.

His unique interests made it difficult for girls to have any feelings for him even though they knew he was the trump card that led the school to third place in Koshien.

Even if you have feelings, you won't get any response.

Because Kyoichiro Furusawa only controls small things.

……

"It really surprised me. Hojo Tetsuji looked so tall and mighty, but he started panting after only two swings. He looked so weak."

Beside the protective net of the tennis court, a group of four hot girls were goofing off and watching a baseball game.

Akizuki Iroha had a surprised expression on her face. She looked at Hojo Tetsuji's body and always thought that he had quite a lot of physical strength.

I didn't expect it to be a silver spear with a wax head, which looks good but is useless.

Doma Madoka is an expert and has a lot to say about this, she said with a smile: "Iroha, as a layman in sports, Hojo Tetsuji's performance is already quite outstanding.

The players on the field will feel tired, not only because of physical strength, but also because of psychological factors.

When I participated in the national competition for the first time, the run was quite tiring.

The gazes coming from all directions were like lead blocks pressing down on my body.

Now Hojo Tetsuji has lost two consecutive batting averages, and he will be out if he misses the third batter.

Under such psychological pressure, he would become breathless even if he was not physically tired."

Qiuyue Caiyu suddenly realized and said, "Yuan, you really know a lot."

Mihara Kaoru twirled her blond hair with her fingers and said, "But, I thought Hojo Tetsuji was the kind of guy who wouldn't care about other people's gazes."

"Maybe there's someone he wants to pay attention to."

Takahashi Saeko expressed his guess.

……

Huh, hah, Hojo Tetsuji took a deep breath, clenched the baseball bat, and there was a hint of sweat on his palms.

He hadn't imagined that the simple sport of hitting the ball could be filled with so much skill and pressure.

If he doesn't swing the bat well, he won't be able to show off in front of Sayuri Yoshikawa.

Being struck out is a very shameful thing.

After taking a deep breath, Hojo Tetsuji calmed his panicked mind and stared at Furusawa Kyoichiro's right hand, determined to hit it!

Even sunglasses couldn't hide that oppressive gaze.

Kyoichiro Furusawa sensed a hint of pressure.

He knew very well that the batsman in front of him, Hojo Tetsuji, was not an easy one to bully.

Even though he has not received professional baseball training, Hojo Tetsuji has a unique physical fitness, reflexes and strength that are quite strong.

He couldn't be careless and had to use great skills to eliminate the man in front of him.

"Huh," Kyoichiro Furusawa let out a breath, feeling the spring breeze blowing on his face was filled with a bit of solemnity. He raised his leg and took a step forward.

Hojo Tetsuji's expression became more solemn than ever before.

The white baseball was hit like lightning.

Hojo Tetsuji stared at the ball, and when he was within hitting distance, he hit it hard with the baseball bat.

In an instant, something happened that shocked him so much that his sunglasses almost broke. The baseball seemed to have a life of its own and sank on its own.

The bat, fully charged, missed again.

“Is this even possible?!”

“It’s a curveball.”

The catcher answered calmly.

"Strike out!" the physical education teacher shouted.

"hateful!"

Hojo Tetsuji's face was filled with anger. He wanted to smash the baseball bat in his hand and walked back angrily.

At this time, no one else dared to take the baseball bat from his hand.

Qingze stood up and said, "Leave it to me."

"Be careful, he's very strong."

"rest assured."

Qingze's words made Hojo Tetsuji hand him the baseball bat and said, "Don't lose."

"Who do you think I am?"

Qingze held the baseball bat and strode onto the field.

……

Inside the tennis court, Takahashi Saeko saw this scene and said with a smile, "Iroha, look, Qingze is on the court!"

"Saeko, I'm not nearsighted yet."

"Why don't you cheer him up!"

“This isn’t a formal competition.”

Akizuki Caiyu muttered, her wheat-colored cheeks turning a little red. She was embarrassed to cheer for Qingze in front of so many people.

Doma Madoka looked at her slightly red cheeks and couldn't help but shout, "Qingjun, you have to do your best, Caiyu will be watching you!"

"Yuan, what did you say?"

Qiuyue Caiyu was terrified and looked around guiltily.

Many classmates gave her strange looks, making her want to dig a hole in the tennis court and hide her head in the ground.

Takahashi Saeko also waved and said, "Come on! Defeat that perverted lolita!"

Mihara Kaoru winked and said, "If you win, I'll give you a flying kiss as a reward~"

The two people's words somewhat eased Akizuki Caiyu's embarrassment.

This is their tacit understanding.

One person was responsible for entertaining Akizuki Caiyu, while the other two had to find ways to calm Caiyu down so that she wouldn't get angry.

Akizuki Caiyu noticed that the attention of her classmates was shared by her two good friends next to her, and she felt relieved.

Kaoru and Saeko are still better.

She glared at Tujian Yuan and said angrily, "Yuan!"

"Feel sorry."

Doma Madoka spread her hands with an expression that said, "I didn't mean it."

Chapter 108: Looking at people with rotten eyes

Under the blue sky, in the spacious baseball field, the shouts of the three hot girls made the boys look at Qingze with something strange in their eyes.

Envy, jealousy, and the strong murderous intent of single people towards men with partners are intertwined in Qingze.

His expression was a little helpless.

Qingze is not familiar with Takahashi and the others, but is very familiar with Akizuki Iroha. Looking at Iroha's somewhat helpless expression, it is obvious that she is also being teased by her friends.

Qingze could only pretend not to hear it, pursed his lips, walked to the batter's position, and looked straight ahead.

Such determination made Furusawa Kyoichiro quite impressed, and he said: "You can still concentrate on the game at this time, which shows that you are better than other boys."

"I don't need your praise."

Qingze raised the baseball bat and prepared to hit the ball.

Kyoichiro Furusawa smiled and clenched the baseball.

Lift your legs and take a step forward, all in one smooth motion.

Kyoichiro Furusawa had no intention of being careless with Aozawa.

As a discipline committee member, he tried to block Qingze at the door every day.

But the man was running so fast that he didn't know what force to use to stop him without him falling.

He is also a general of the Kendo Club, so there is no need to say much about his physical fitness.

But Kyoichiro Furusawa is no weakling either.

With his feet stomping heavily on the ground, Kyoichiro Furusawa burst out with a strong aura, and every movement of his body could make an outsider see the word "power".

He threw a changeup with all his strength.

The white baseball cut through the air like a rocket and came to Qingze. He did not rush to swing the bat, but twisted his waist to adjust his angle and let the ball continue to approach, slowing down at the moment.