v2 Chapter 8: : Big fool Chris! (Salute ??? Knock Sister Mang?/a>

In the second half of the second inning, Qing Dao changed pitchers, Sawamura went to the outfield, and Kougu Xiao went to the pitching mound.

Seeing this scene, Qian Fangshun's supervisor even wanted to burn incense and kowtow.

Perfect, so perfect!

The wealthy Qingdao is still careless.

Still, it's a good thing for them. If Qing Dao does not underestimate the enemy, where do they come from?

Do you think all the first grades are Sawamura?

At this time, instead of replacing the old players in the third year, choose a freshman...

hum, hum

When a new pitcher comes on the field, it's okay to try a few shots.

Xiao Gu Xiao, who just debuted, made a huge mistake. He missed the ball that Chris passed to him.

"Haha, I knew it!"

Tight little face, embarrassed expression...

Qian Fangshun, a supervisor, can imagine Jiang Guxiao's embarrassed appearance.

Let the first-year players play in such a competition, of course they will be nervous. Even if Qing Dao is in the lead now, this cannot be changed.

"pause!"

Before the game officially started, Chris applied for a timeout to the referee and stepped onto the mound.

The lounge area at Missimen High School.

"Be flustered, be nervous, the demise of Qing Dao is now."

Supervised by Qian Zhishun, he stepped on the lounge chair with one foot in high spirits and kept beating the loudspeaker in his hand.

in the stands.

Dalin glanced at Qianqi Shunyi.

"Miximen's supervision is quite interesting."

Xiaolin rolled his eyes: "Idiot, of course it's interesting."

He didn't know anything at all, and he was there to speak up.

on the mound.

Chris knew that Akatsuki Fukutani would be nervous when he was on the court, even though nothing could be seen from his expression.

Aoshima's four pitchers, Sawamura is the undisputed absolute ace. Danbo and Kawakami, in addition to the speed of the ball, have also dropped several streets in the valley in terms of performance in all aspects...

Akatsuki, who is not good at getting along with people, is probably under a lot of pressure.

In the face of such a talented and sensitive little brother, Chris is still very cautious.

"Jiangu, why did you come to Qingdao in the first place?"

Facing Chris's question, Akatsuki Furutani didn't know how to answer.

Why come to Qingdao?

"Now that you're not alone, trust the guys behind you, and trust me. I'll guide you into the No. 1 pitcher in the country."

Chris's expression was indifferent, but it was this indifference that made his words particularly convincing.

No. 1 pitcher in the country!

When Kougu Xiao heard this title, he subconsciously glanced at Sawamura in the outfield.

At this glance, Sawamura looked inexplicably.

"Master won't give Jiang Guxiao some poisonous chicken soup, will he?"

Chris has a very magical ability, he can peer into people's hearts.

He knows what the other party wants most?

Sure enough, upon hearing Chris's words, Akatsuki Fukutani immediately converted into a loyal dog.

As long as he can become the No. 1 pitcher in the country, he is willing to listen to Chris.

As soon as his thoughts are simple, he will naturally no longer think about those messes.

"very good!"

Seeing Xiao Gu Xiao returned to normal, Chris continued: "Do you know why the supervisor sent you to play?"

Xiao Gu Xiao shook his head honestly.

"I sent you to play because the supervisor values ​​you. He thinks you can continue Sawamura's power, which is something that Danbo and Kawakami don't have. After Sawamura, seeing Kawakami or Danbo throwing **** can only make Misimen's People are lucky. But you are different. You can carry on the fear that Sawamura brought to them. The supervisor sent you on the field precisely because he trusted you to carry such a burden."

No other Jiang Guxiao heard it, but he heard the last sentence.

The overseer trusts him!

There were two little blushes on his face inexplicably, and Jiang Guxiao was excited.

"Aim for strikeouts on all batters and pitch!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the back of Chris leaving, Akatsuki Fukugu fell into contemplation.

Why did he choose Qing Dao in the first place?

Probably to find someone to catch his ball, and for that magazine catcher, Miyuki Kazuya. It was precisely because of reading Miyuki Kazuya's report that Kougu Xiao made up his mind to apply for the Qingdao exam.

Even if he didn't see him once, he just had the feeling that the man reported in the magazine would definitely catch his ball.

Miyuki is very good, and he can really catch his own ball. At that time, Xiao Gu was very excited. He believed that Miyuki Kazuya was the best gift God had given him.

Seeing Chris now, he suddenly felt that Miyuki might not be able to, and the grade was too low.

How can I just be content with someone taking my ball? I have to find someone who can lead me to become the No. 1 pitcher in the country!

Senior Chris! Supervision!

I will not let you down.

A simple boy who fell into the valley was fooled by Chris like this~

But precisely because it was Chris who spoke, Akatsuki Fukugu never doubted. If Miyuki also said it, then the effect must be marked with several discounts.

Despite these words, Chris himself may not believe it. But Jiang Guxiao has never doubted that he has worked hard all his life for this goal.

The second half of the second game officially begins!

The four sticks of Missimen University stood on the strike zone.

That's right, four sticks. Although Qingdao's line-up has been round for two rounds, the line-up of Misimen High School has only just begun.

bring it on!

The four-stick batter, in full swing, was ready to defeat the now nervous Qingdao junior and help the team get a few points back.

He didn't have the luxury of saying anything about reversing the game. After all, the gap in strength is too big, and the gap in the score is even bigger...

Misimon has no hope of making a comeback.

But in the final year's competition, he still hopes to win a few points, so don't get too embarrassed.

This requirement is very reasonable, but not really high.

It is a pity that Akatsuki Fukugu, who was stimulated by Chris, did not satisfy his plan.

"boom!"

The ball that seemed to be splitting and the sky was collapsing directly stunned Missimen High School's four sticks.

He felt that his breathing was quickening at a loss.

People face a desperate situation, even if they are in vain, they have to struggle.

The same is true for the four clubs of Missimen University.

He was dazed and waved his stick.

"Boom~"

Results are pre-booked.

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"nice shot!"

"strike out!!"

"strike out!!!"

"strike out!!!"

With the exact same rhythm as Sawamura, the pitch is even more amazing than Sawamura.

This is the performance of Akatsuki Fukugu on the pitching mound.

in the stands.

Many spectators who watched Jiang Guxiao pitch for the first time were simply stupid!

They stared blankly at the tall and thin figure on the pitcher mound.

is that a lie?

How much is this ball?

"Monster, monster!!"

"Isn't it that the pitchers of Qingdao High School are not very strong? What is going on? Sure enough, they are all lies."

"Mom, society is too dangerous, I want to go home!"

...

The lounge area of ​​Missimen High School.

Superintendent Qianqi Shunyi's mouth opened wide, and the horn in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

Nightmare, it must be a nightmare.

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

Akatsuki Fukutani completed the perfect relay with Sawamura.

Three outs, offense and defense exchange.

At this time, Missimen High School had completely lost its fighting spirit.

Sawamura took off his gloves while teasing the lost Miyuki.

"You really can't do it. When Master Chris partnered with Xiao Gu Xiao just now, Jiang Gu Xiao threw a total of five bad **** in nine balls. You gave Xiao Gu Xiao the ball before, right?"

Miyuki rolled his eyes at Sawamura and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

For people like Sawamura who are not exciting, they will die.

Miyuki refused to communicate with him until he decided to return to the main position.

...

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