Under the gray sky, the aftertaste of the game is still in the players' chests, being taken out repeatedly for recollection.
Kuramochi was thinking about his several skills, Maezono was thinking about his batting average, and Lang Zhi was thinking about the back view on Pitcher's Mound... Every player has truly experienced the feeling of playing from start to finish, standing at the end and having the last laugh, which they did not dare to think about at first.
After completing the interviews and taking photos of the contestants, Kōshū felt extra relieved that he could finally get rid of the ubiquitous gaze.
Kanemaru, who was still packing things in Dugout, suddenly saw Eijun helping Kōshū pack things, and stared blankly at the venue, "Sawamura, what are you looking at? Let's go."
"... You can get some dirt." The child said in a daze, making everyone stunned.
"Okay, that's okay -" Eijun had just finished hearing this and rushed out, leaving the rest of everyone's words behind.
"But I usually get soil in the summer."
"Isn't there an unlucky saying that if you take away the soil in spring, you won't be able to get it back in summer?"
"Bah, bah, bah, no way."
Under everyone's gaze, Eijun came to Pitcher's Mound in the center of the stadium. At this moment, the dark clouds had dispersed a lot. Occasionally, sunlight would pass through the gap, allowing people to glimpse the beautiful sky behind the dark clouds. In the auditorium, two-thirds of the tens of thousands of spectators have retreated. With so many people, it is not easy to leave cleanly.
On that empty court, Eijun turned his back to everyone's gaze, looked directly at the sunshine on the outfield, raised his arms and shouted, "I will let them keep playing. Everyone who is guarding behind, please bear with me!"
Everyone Seido who was chatting stopped for a moment, goosebumps appeared on their backs. Isn't this the opening line of the seventh game that Eijun couldn't shout well no matter what?
Memories of the game flooded into his heart, and Maezono responded silently, "Okay!"
After two seconds of silence, "Pfft hahahaha, Maezono what are you doing!"
"Hahahaha, my stomach hurts from laughing!"
"I didn't expect Maezono that you are so passionate!"
Maezono's face was flushed. How did he know that he was so easily aroused? It was probably the seventh game when he came on the field, so he must have been particularly emotional.
"No... no..."
"Look at your face turning red..."
Behind the scenes, everyone was teasing Maezono. On the contrary, the guy on Pitcher's Mound was not noticed. Only Furuya, Lang Zhi and Haruichi, who had just started, stopped and looked at the figure quietly. After shouting, he took deep breaths several times before squatting down and digging up the soil.
Once, twice, the three of them could imagine Eijun's hands filled with dirt at this moment.
'Eijun... '
'Sawamura, aren't you willing to give in? '
At this moment, no one can accurately grasp Eijun's mood.
But Eijun himself felt very simple, "That game was too fast, and I didn't have time to show all my strength.".. I want to keep this pain in my heart. '
Finally, when the others finished fighting, they also remembered the Eijun who was slowing down everyone's progress. "Hey, Eijun, let's go quickly."
"Hi -" The person on Pitcher's Mound ran back in a hurry, holding a lot of sand.
Outside the court, Eijun briefly greeted his family.
There were so many people here this time, and most of the family members and children were here.
"I miss you so much!!" Eijun rushed over.
Kuramochi, who was one step behind, was originally here to arrest someone, but he thought Eijun wanted to run around again.
But in the next second, he saw the true face of Wakana, and he froze in place, "That's...Wakana..."
She is obviously a beautiful woman!!!
For some reason, Kuramochi quickly turned from shock to anger, 'This guy's green plum is so beautiful! '
The strength in his hands became much stronger, and his face turned half dark, "Ze-Cun-you left the team without authorization again! Go back!"
"Hey, but I..."
"No buts." Eijun was pulled away without explanation.
Lang Zhi also got together with his family.
"Brother is still inside for an interview." The two children were still looking for someone behind Lang Zhi.
"Awesome, really awesome. Now I am the champion of Spring League." Mr. Sasaki suddenly wiped away tears and raised his black-rimmed glasses to the top of his head.
"Hey, don't be like this. Others are watching. It's so shameful." Lang Zhi quickly stood in front of his father to prevent others from seeing this.
"It's true." Shen Qing was also slightly aroused and gently patted her husband's arm, "Don't cry here."
But sometimes it's so strange. When I cry alone, I don't have the energy to continue crying. There are always people around to comfort me, but the more I cry, the more wronged I feel.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Suddenly, not only the baseball past, but also the grievances of yesterday's critical patient rolling his eyes flowed into his heart. The diaphragm and alveoli of the chest were soaked in acid water.
"Dad, stop crying, everyone is looking over here!!"
Shen Qing saw something was wrong and immediately pulled Mr. Sasaki aside, letting Lang Zhi return to the team first.
The child turned back three times with one step, and Shen Qing waved to him again, only to see that the back figure no longer hesitated and merged into the blue.
Lowering his head, his crying subsided slightly, but Mr. Sasaki still buried his head in his knees, surrounded by two young children.
Shen Qing understands this emotion. When a person reaches middle age, most of his life is a foregone conclusion. Even looking at the future is stagnant. The road ahead will become older and older and will never get better.
Only young people are in the spotlight of the entire society, and we will no longer focus on them. In the future, they will only become the silent pillars of society, or inventory placed at the bottom of the warehouse without seeing the light of day.
At this time, seeing the active performance of children with their own blood on the field, the future seems like an endless field of hope, and it feels like I have become young again.
"Husband, stop crying, you will scare the children." This sentence brought Mr. Sasaki to the world again, like a horse regaining the saddle of work. He understood that he was the father of four children, and he had to cheer up at this time.
"Well, okay!"
On the other side, Lang Zhi returned to the team. Within a few minutes, he forgot about his father's anomaly and began to enjoy the big meal in the hotel. He also kept searching for programs on TV to see if his silhouette appeared in the Koshien collection.
After a short rest, Seido set out on his way home on the day after the finals.
"What a pity. I still want to hang out here."
"Let's go shopping again in the summer."
"Let's go shopping again in the summer."
It was contagious, and everyone was talking about it.
Summer, that's Hagar, is only a few months away.
When they come back in the summer, they will have to defeat many powerful players from West Tokyo in order to stand on the national stage.
We have dinner together every night, and my stomach feels a little bad during this time.
Sure enough, it's millet porridge. Who's stomach can withstand hot pot and barbecue seafood every day?.