The Return of Diamond Ace Pitcher

In Daocheng, not everyone was looking forward to the ship capsized in the gutter of Qingdao High School.There are also some people who really hope to play against Qingdao High School.

For example, Cheng Gongming.

He prayed in his heart more than once, praying that Qingdao High School would not overturn the boat in the gutter, so that he would have the opportunity to defeat Yukoichiya and Sawamura Eszumi in a formal game.

God seems to have heard his sincere prayer.

Now his wish is half realized.

In this autumn competition, he found a chance for revenge.

Next, Qingdao High School, Yiye, Zecun, and others will be stepped on their feet.

The Prince of Tokyo had already died that summer.Now there are only the kings and emperors of Tokyo.

I hope that after this game, people will mention his name Narumi Naruto again. He is no longer the prince of Tokyo, but the emperor of Tokyo.

...

After the game, the friends from Qingdao High School returned to the school in a bus.

According to the past practice of baseball teams, training will not be arranged after the game, and everyone has to rest.

Of course, in this process, you have to choose additional training yourself.

The team’s attitude is not to encourage, support, or oppose.

In this game, everyone was basically satisfied with their performance.Therefore, there are not many people who have been trained.

Except for Sawamura Rongchun and Xiaoguxiao, only Kawakami came to practice.

"Aren't you still playing tomorrow?"

Jiang Guxiao asked Zecun in a low voice while running.

"I just played one game in today's game. I haven't moved my body yet. Maintaining a moderate amount of exercise will help me concentrate tomorrow. You shot seven games today, nearly 130 goals. You don't need to practice."

Jiang Guxiao turned her head to the side proudly, not taking Lize Village.

If he does not practice, when will he replace Zemura and become the team's trump card?

Kawakami refused to admit defeat and followed the two of them, not knowing what he was thinking?

Today's game is also a rare new experience for Kawakami.

Zecun didn't know, what should I tell him?

At this time, he can only believe in time, and as time goes by, everything will pass.

Qingdao High School Baseball Department, Supervision Office.

Through the windows of the office, you can just see the three running figures.

In front of the window, a very handsome middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes nodded in satisfaction.

"I have an excellent talent, and I am strict with myself. If there is no accident in the middle, the future of Rong Chun is limitless."

Beside the middle-aged man, Supervisor Kataoka wearing sunglasses is quite respectful, but his tone is also mixed with pride.

"Before entering the school, classmate Rong Chun was already very capable. After coming to school, he was familiar with high school baseball, and we were helpful, and now his skills are very mature."

The handsome middle-aged man nodded: "I don't doubt this. Or I should say that, that's why I came."

Ok?

The words of a handsome middle-aged man surprised Kataoka quite a bit.

The middle-aged man was also welcome, took out his business card and handed it to Kataoka.

"I forgot to say during my greetings. I have resigned from school and now I am officially a scout for the Giants."

The Giants' chief scout.

Nobuhiko Okamoto!

"Senior?"

Supervisor Kataoka frowned and asked in confusion.

"Haha, you're still the same as before, stubborn to death. I don't want to solicit now, just to provide classmate Rong Chun with a choice."

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Chapter 077: For Yourself!

Qingdao High School Baseball Club, in the supervising office.

After the handsome middle-aged man proposed that idea, the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

Supervisor Kataoka looked at the senior in front of him through sunglasses, and said nothing.

Nobuhiko Okamoto looked at Kataoka confidently, as if very sure, Kataoka would definitely agree to his request.

The atmosphere became weird in this silence.

Slowly, Supervisor Kataoka's eyes became sharper and sharper, and in the end it looked like a sword, about to be out of its sheath.

He seemed to have made up some kind of determination, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

At this moment, the door of his office was knocked from outside.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom~"

When he reached his mouth, Kataoka finally swallowed, and when he spoke again, his expression had become very calm.

"Come in!"

The office door was pushed open, and three people came in from the outside: Watanabe, Kudo, and Higashio.

"excuse me!"

Watanabe's tone was calm, and there was not much to be seen on his face.Maybe you saw an outsider present, don’t you know what to say?

"This is the senior Nobuhiko Okamoto, who also graduated from our Qingdao High School."

Kataoka introduced a sentence.

Watanabe and Kudo hurriedly bowed to say hello.

"Hello!"

"No need to be like this, I am a few years older than you, just like Kataoka called me senior~"

Nobuhiko Okamoto said with a smile.According to the world's newly promulgated standards for middle-aged people, he is not yet middle-aged.

Still very young.

Kataoka Tiexin resisted the urge to roll his eyes, completely ignoring his senior, playing treasure.

"What's matter?"

They are not outsiders, so they can speak out.

At least from the standpoint of the Qingdao High School baseball team, everyone is not an outsider.

"Daocheng Industrial's beater information is ready! So I want to send it as soon as possible so that everyone can analyze it in the evening."

Watanabe held a thick pile of materials in his hand. This was prepared by him, about Daocheng Industrial's beaters.

Supervisor Kataoka nodded very pleasedly, and then said apologetically.

"Sorry, please do this kind of behind-the-scenes work! It has been a hard time!"

His attitude is very gentle.

"No... Although I was a little confused at the beginning, but now I am very happy to be able to help the team. Or simply, as a manager to contribute to the team, maybe better."

Watanabe said suddenly.

This sentence directly told Supervisor Kataoka that the meaning is completely different.

He obviously made a lot of determination.

Nobuhiko Okamoto heard this and glanced at Watanabe in surprise.

"Are you serious? Watanabe."

Supervisor Kataoka's words were a little solemn, and it felt like the police were torturing the prisoner.

"Do you say this from your own heart?"

Watanabe was questioned for a moment, and finally his fists clenched tightly and nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, this is not my impulsive idea. After the summer vacation, it is also when the new team has just begun to gather to form a fixed lineup. Because there is a temperature difference with the enthusiasm of the people around, or it should be said that it was left behind by others in the team. The feeling of being always bothering me. I always had a question in my heart at the time. I don’t know if it is good to stay in the team with this mentality?

Watanabe said earnestly: "The job of being a team manager now makes me feel relaxed inexplicably and feel like I am still with everyone. If we can contribute to the team in this way, even if it is a job in the rear area or I am willing to do other jobs."

For the team!

Supervisor Kataoka looked at Watanabe without saying a word, until Watanabe looked back at him firmly.

"What about you, do you think so too?"

Supervisor Kataoka turned to look at Kudo and Higashio.

"Yes, it is!"

Kudo's voice was a little nervous.But the answer is very firm.

"If we have the ability to help everyone exercise, it may be closer to the job of a trainer than being a manager."

Nobuhiko Okamoto in a suit heard the words and looked at the seemingly ordinary three people in surprise.

Unexpectedly, they had thought so specific.

Supervisor Kataoka was silent for two minutes without saying a word. These two minutes were extremely long in the hearts of the three Watanabes.

After a long while, Kataoka said: "Indeed, there have been precedents of players turning into managers in the past. However, most of them turned out because of injuries. They are a group of people who want to continue playing but can't do anything. Are you really sure you want to do this?"

What Kataoka said, the three were shocked.

They felt that a certain string in their hearts was broken tight.

"Extend your hands and show me."

Supervisor Kataoka said.

The three obediently stretched out their palms and showed them to Kataoka.

Kataoka grabbed their hands one by one, stroking their palms constantly.

This kind of feeling, the feeling, is still very strange.

The three of them all had cold sweats on their faces, thinking that their supervisor would not have any bad habits, they had never heard of it before.

"Slim and small!"

After touching for a while, Supervisor Kataoka commented.

These four words brought down the cold sweat that the three people said.

"The cocoon on the hand is thin and small. This is evidence of insufficient swing."

call!!!

The three of them were greatly relieved when they heard this, they almost wanted to get crooked just now.

"However, even these new cocoons will only grow by practicing swinging every day."

"Since you have made up your mind to change your job as a team manager, why are you still practicing swing? Is this also for the team?"

To say that they are also doing this for the team, that's a mess.

This year, even the Second Army did not select them, unless there is a miracle, otherwise there is no possibility of playing for Qingdao High School.

"No, no. This is because I have been doing this since I entered the Ministry. If I stop suddenly, I feel very uncomfortable..."

The corners of Supervisor Kataoka's mouth finally outlined a little softly.

"That is to say, this is what you have swung for your own sake, right?"

For yourself!

Watanabe and the others raised their heads in surprise, their eyes filled with the joy of trying to be seen.