In the next activity, Kōshū refused to push forward. He dragged Lang Zhi to the stands and met Shibasaki who had been separated from the main team.
"Shibasaki, why are you here?"
"It's so sad. None of you noticed that I was lost?"
"I haven't seen you since, and I thought you weren't here."
Shibasaki immediately replied, "Because I was left behind by the big team at the beginning. Please recall, in the car, I sat behind you, okay?"
"Really, how did Hayakawa become the captain? He was not there from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even notice?"
"Don't talk about others, you are not the same. I went to the toilet and asked you to wait for me, but you left."
"Ah - I'm sorry." Kōshū held down Lang Zhi's head and said, "It's all because of this little brother that I have no peace of mind day and night, so I'm too sleepy in the morning."
"Forget it, I made new friends anyway."
Only then did Kōshū notice that the person sitting on the other side was secretly looking at him. After the exchange of glances, the other person took the initiative to say hello, "Kōshū, your pitching is so good. I am Luan Chuan from Taiyo Little League. I am also a pitcher. Please give me some advice."
After saying hello, Kōshū saw the similar team uniform on the other party, "This Shibasaki, with his confused look in the morning, he probably saw the wrong team uniform and followed someone else's team." '
Then came the greetings from a group of teenagers in similar team uniforms sitting on the right. Kōshū seemed to be caught in a wave of acquaintances, nodding in greetings.
Originally Kōshū wanted to pretend that he was watching the event seriously, but Luan Chuan seemed to want to say something else.
"What's wrong, Mr. Luan Chuan?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, I just wanted to ask, Kōshū, what's your ball speed?"
"The fastest speed is 138."
"Ah - Si Guoyi." Someone next to him raised his ears, "Then you have always been very accurate in throwing the ball?"
"Yes, it can be regarded as one of my personal characteristics."
Lang Zhi interjected without permission. "He has only been exposed to baseball for half a year."
"Yeah, isn't that even more awesome? You know how to shoot any ball."
"... Straight ball and Carter."
Realizing that the people around him were looking at him, Kōshū became more and more uncomfortable. What was going on? If he turned around and played a game with them, wouldn't all the information be exposed?
One sentence after another, the conversation completely turned into a question and answer mode. Gradually, Luan Chuan also understood that the other party did not want to continue communicating and stopped provoking the topic. Kōshū quickly took advantage of the gap in talking to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, blocking the eyes that were about to move.
"Hey - hey - wake up." A voice seemed to come from the distant water.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a sense of weightlessness. He used his hands and feet together and stabilized his vision. Only then did he realize that he was lying on the seat of the bleachers. Standing next to him was an angry boy with a bit of schadenfreude. He was wearing a familiar sportswear. He stared at it for a long time before Kōshū finally remembered, 'Ah, I am at the venue. '
My body was stiff, and my neck felt sore whenever I moved.
"Hiss—How long have I been asleep?"
"... We've reached the last stage, hurry up and get down."
On the entrance steps in the distance, there were only a few people at the end of the queue, and the seats around were empty. "What's the last thing?"
"It's a ball speed test..." The gloating in the boy's eyes became even more obvious. He also said, "Did you sleep stupidly?" He didn't dare to say it. Even though he was standing upright at this time, his right foot was actually extremely numb.
"Let's go -" Kōshū slowly moved his neck and greeted the people behind him.
The voice of the host just sounded again in the venue, "Then the next step is the ball speed test for Kanto League second-year junior high school players. Players who signed up to participate in this event, please be ready! 2 trial shots + 2 recorded shots."
Hayakawa searched for the brothers in the team. After he and Shibasaki met, they kept looking at the entrance of the venue. People in the stands would definitely come from here if they wanted to come in.
"Not yet... What's going on with these two people?"
The progress of the previous contestants was very fast, each person only took half a minute, and the record was updated constantly.
"121km"
"One kilometer faster, 122km."
"The next runner's current record is 130km."
Shibasaki looked around and came over. "Why, haven't you seen it yet? They should have come down behind us."
Hayakawa stopped Shibasaki and said, "I'll look for you. Just wait in the waiting area for the test."
The two brothers who are remembered by many are still in the toilet. One is immersed in ice water to wake up, and the other is changing his feet alternately to relieve the numbness in his feet.
Kōshū woke up and looked at Lang Zhi's legs. "What's wrong with your legs?"
"... I was pressed by you."
After thinking about how to wake up, Kōshū didn't reply. He wiped his hands and took the lead to walk out. "Let's go, Hayakawa is definitely looking for us."
"Humph——" Lang Zhi stomped his heels behind him, his unconvinced mood echoing in the corridor.
"The second season of Idol Live has released a collector's edition CD." The person in front seemed to be talking to himself, and Lang Zhi immediately rushed up. "You want to buy it for me?"
"Huh? I just said he released a CD, and I didn't say I wanted to buy it."
Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, a passing staff member stopped them. "You two are players, right? The players should all be gathered at the venue now." Then they were driven to the entrance of the venue like herding sheep, where they joined Hayakawa who was blocked at the entrance and could not come out.
"What's going on with you two..." Hayakawa hadn't finished speaking. He could only hear the sound of the radio saying that it was Kinoshita Little League's turn.
"Next, it's Shibasaki-kun from Kinoshita Little League."
The sound of pitching sounded, and Kōshū immediately ran forward.
"129km."
"130km."
"The current record is still 136km. Next is Mr. Kōshū. I am very impressed by this player's pitching accuracy. Now let's take a look at his ball speed, eh? Where is Mr. Kōshū?"
"Hi -" Kōshū emerged from behind, and the children formed a circle again, making it difficult for him to squeeze in. "2 trial pitches + 2 pitches to calculate the score." The words were concise and to the point, a man in a coaching uniform threw a ball over.
Kōshū caught the ball and stood still. An adult was squatting at home plate. The soil in front of him was a bit uneven. It seemed that the child in front had dug a lot of sweet potatoes.
His body was still a little stiff after just waking up, so he ran over to warm up. Now he only had two balls to move his shoulders, so the first ball should not put pressure on his shoulders and fully relax.
"Bump--" Around 120, this ball was a trial shot, and the broadcast did not read out the speed. The players who looked familiar to him on the side thought a little, 'So the ball speed is reduced to ensure control of the ball? If so, we can probably do it. '
While receiving the return pass, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not bad, the joints are mobile." '
On the second ball, Kōshū's ball speed has increased visibly to the naked eye, reaching about 130km.
"Oh——" sporadic cheers began.
"Pitching begins." After receiving the return pass again, the man in coaching uniforms next to him immediately gave the order.
Kōshū did not hesitate, and directly shot with all his strength. The ball was thrown from his hands at 130 degrees. The catcher who caught the ball was obviously stunned. The difference in ball speed between the two balls was too big. His brain reacted quickly, but his experience in squatting told him that he did not need to move.
"Oh——!!" Everyone was surprised now, "137km! The new record is Mr. Kōshū of Kinoshita Little League!"
"Nice!" The catcher stood up and passed the ball back.
The surrounding sounds became noisy, but standing on the familiar Pitcher's Mound, Kōshū just pulled the brim of his hat and took another shot.
"One kilometer faster, 138km! The new record is still Mr. Kōshū of Kinoshita Little League."
"The ball speed increased so quickly."
"Did the catcher's glove move just now? Is there still control of the ball at such a high ball speed? It's a lie."
"Isn't the catcher's mitt in the red?"
"But you just Wild Pitch..."
"What are you talking about? That's a trial throw, a trial throw!"
Amid the commotion, Kōshū threw the ball back to the man in coach uniform and left through the gap on the side.
I don't know if she wanted to ease the relationship, but the director said that she paid for the center's dinner party, but the requirement was that it must span more than three departments within the center...
So yesterday, 9 people from our department, plus one person from each of the other two departments, 11 people went to have a dinner together. After the dinner, they sent the bill to the director... There are only 10 people in our department now. This is almost equivalent to spending the boss's money on internal team building, hahaha
(Guess: Because he entered the company with his left foot first the next day, his quarterly performance was rated C)
PS: Fortunately, my manuscript storage box is strong enough to withstand a day without typing.