Winter Training started.
In the eyes of many players, the whole winter seems to be foggy.
The white breath exhaled from his mouth blocked his vision. On his left and right were his companions' shoulders, and the warm air came from the side.
Under the night light, the water vapor lingering on everyone's body slowly rose up. Occasionally someone stopped suddenly, and the water vapor overflowed like smoke with the movement. Under the illumination of the lights, everyone seemed to be in a fog.
After the day's training, everyone gasped and stopped in front of Kataoka Manager with different postures.
"Very good, today's training is over, last 10 laps!"
The first grader, who was still able to move, showed a relieved smile when he heard the first sentence. He didn't have time to laugh completely before the next sentence came.
'it turns out! 10 laps to go! '
But there was nothing he could do. When his brain resisted, his footsteps had already moved and he started running with the person in front of him.
"Brother... Brother..." Kōshū heard someone calling him, and he didn't have time to tell who it was, so he just lowered his head and ran away.
When I stopped, I looked back and saw that everyone in the first grade had collapsed.
"You guy, you haven't fallen down yet." Miyuki ran over and poked Kōshū with evil intentions.
This external force broke the balance field that maintained face, causing the pitcher to fall directly.
"Hey, are you okay? Miyuki Are you bullying your junior?" Kuramochi was originally here to help the idiot who was sleeping with him.
"No, I just poked it a little bit, just a little bit." What he got was a disbelieving eye roll from the other party.
"Huh——"
"Huh——" Kōshū fell down at this time, his limbs melted on the lawn, and he had no idea of standing up.
"Hey, hey, it's just a little poke. Do you want this? Look, everyone is looking over here. Get up quickly!" The catcher had no choice but to sacrifice his own shoulder to bring the ace back.
If you ask either Furuya or Eijun now, they will definitely not look forward to Winter Training as they did before.
"It's so painful..."
"It turns out that Winter Training looks like this."
Moreover, the Winter Training time has become longer this year, and everyone feels that their lives may end before the training ends.
The pitchers haven't touched the ball in more than two weeks, all due to physical training.
Just when everyone's strings were at their lowest, Kataoka Manager's latest mission had been issued.
"The pitcher will do recovery training today and tomorrow, and Bullpen will start the day after tomorrow."
Lang Zhi next to him had his ears perked up, ready to hear what others had to say, but no, it was just that the pitcher would be Bullpen after two days of rest, and he didn't say what happened to the rest.
"Haruichi, can I still live long enough to be my partner in the second game with you?"
"Are you too tired? You are talking nonsense again, of course." Haruichi reluctantly gave a thumbs up.
It's the beginning of the day now, and the sky is stained by the morning sun. Under the morning sun, these teenagers who have just arrived at the stadium to warm up look very tired.
'You'll get hurt if you continue like this. '
However, what Kataoka Manager wants is this state of extreme exhaustion, to solidify standardized actions into the deep subconscious mind, and at the same time hone the will of these children.
After Xia Jia last year, there were endless news interviews and documentaries about the team Kyoma University, and Kataoka has watched almost all of them.
That team can complete daily training on the snow.
The surface of the snow has become very slippery after being stepped on repeatedly. The players of Kyoma University need to pay attention to the incoming ball in front and the foothold at the same time. While maintaining their body balance, they also need to accurately pass it to a specific position.
Such harsh training conditions made the Kyoma University players come onto a flat Koshien lawn, and their feet instantly became half a pound lighter. Taking care of balance and hitting the ball has almost become their instinct.
And if Seido wants to dominate the country, its biggest opponent is none other than the team Great Troll Wisteria on the snow.
"All the remaining members will conduct defensive training today!"
Lang Zhi, who was still hunching his shoulders, suddenly felt excited and said, "When you are tired like this, do defensive training." In other words, you can rest after training, that's it. '
For a moment, Haruichi had the same idea. He didn't even pay attention to the subsequent defensive training. He only accepted this signal that seemed to be the end of Winter Training.
"Answer!"
"Hi!!"
Then that night, Kataoka Manager organized everyone to watch Great Troll Wisteria's training collection, which can be said to have lit another fire on the flame that everyone had extinguished.
"In next year's Spring League, this team will also meet us." Kataoka's words were meaningful, "That will be the third time we meet."
Yes, everyone thought along the way, regardless of whether there was a change of school, their Seido had lost to Kyoma University twice in a row. If you include the change of school, the students of the two consecutive years had lost to Kyoma University.
'Damn it.. ' No adolescent boy can bear this kind of anger.
"Ahem", Ochiai Coach was almost back from the fire, and cleared his throat, "After continuous training, everyone's body also needs a good rest. Christmas The time before the festival will be a time for training. I have already made a plan, and the assistant coach will announce it to everyone later."
Therefore, this qi cannot be alleviated by increasing training. It can only be slowly preserved until it explodes next year.
Of course, after everyone got over the excitement, they also felt physically tired and no longer wanted to train secretly.
'Christmas? 'Kōshū listened from the sidelines. Unlike others, his mood was always guided here and there.
Although physically exhausted, his goal has always been very clear. Regardless of Kyoma University and Hongo, the most important enemy now is himself.
The goal of the first stage is very clear, to achieve success in Koshien and become famous.
The goal of the second stage is to enter Japanese Professional League, adapt to the professional atmosphere as soon as possible, and become famous.
The goal of the third stage is to go to a place with more fierce competition, American Professional Baseball Major League.
None of these goals can be easily achieved by defeating someone. You must truly improve your level to a certain height.
"Brother, what are you writing?" When Lang Zhi came to pick up the comic, he caught a glimpse of him holding a pen and writing seriously.
'Are his hands that big? ' This thought flashed through my mind. Before I could think about it, I was shocked by Kōshū's reply.
"Write a reply to Hongo Masamune."
"Huh? Hongo Masamune, isn't that the impolite trump card from Kyoma University?" Lang Zhi came forward to take a look, and sure enough, the name written on his head was Hongo.
"What's so strange? We exchanged addresses last month and his letter came. I've been Winter Training and haven't had time to reply." Kōshū raised his eyebrows. He could probably guess what his brother would say, but he didn't explain it in advance. Instead, he had to wait for Lang Zhi to ask, so that he could speak his mind for once and feel free.
"Isn't he our biggest opponent? The supervisor showed the video tonight..."
"So, the supervisor is just trying to ensure that your hearts are not broken by the pain. If you always have your own goals, in fact, all this will not matter." The implication is that you are treated like a child by the supervisor, and I am considered an adult in this way.
"Huh," Lang Zhi is now very familiar with this brother's routine. He always likes to show off his maturity in front of himself. Such maturity is not maturity!
It's so annoying, I don't want to write a report for my boss
This quarter's performance is A again, but what's the use? There's no hope of promotion.
Now I really want N+1, but I just have to take the last step. It's like the last step of jumping off a cliff. I'm hesitant.
If there are layoffs in July, I will have 4.5 months' salary. Damn it, my mouth is watering just thinking about this.