"Both sides are back on the court!"

"Three Songs are two points behind, there are people at the second base, and zero is out!"

"Kankawa leads by two points, but the ace pitcher is heatstroke at a critical moment. Can the relay pitcher withstand the pressure?"

"Kankawa, Sansong, who can go to the Hanshin Kaziyuan Stadium in Hyogo Prefecture!"

"Who can dominate Dongdong District 20!"

The commentator roared, and at the high temperature of 32°, the audience shouted wildly, beating the inflatable balloon bat crazily.

Shiro Watanabe applauded gently, giving the slogans just now.

He has always seen the efforts of Kaguawa Baseball Team.

Monday to Friday, morning jogging every morning; Saturday and Sunday, you can see them training on the playground as soon as you go.

I don’t know how much Sansong has achieved, but he will never suffer much if he can reach the regional finals all the way.

"Makihime," said Mrs. Kiyono with a smile, "Would you like to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Mrs. Kujo said interested.

"Well——the loser, learn to bark?"

"Which team do you press?"

"Mansong. I like to reverse." Mrs. Kiyono smiled.

"If you cheat, give me your sapphire necklace."

"good!"

The two wives raised their hands as tender as a girl, slapped each other with crisp applause.

They are having fun.

"Ah! Sansong hit again. Now there are people at the first base, and there are people at the third base, and they are almost scoring." Mrs. Kiyono pretended to be surprised, "Makihi, do you want to change? Let you bet on Sansong."

"Thank you, but I like Kamikawa." Mrs. Kujo crossed her daughter and blinked her left eye at Toru Watanabe.

Tsuku Watanabe opened the fan and fanned Miki Kyujo.

Miki Kujo looked at him first, then looked at the fan: "This is a fan passed down from the Kujo family."

"No matter how good the fan is, you can't fan Meiji, it's just a decoration."

"It's just a decoration."

"You two!" Kujo Maki said dissatisfied, "How can you say that the things from your ancestors are decorations!"

"Misong scored!" Toru Watanabe pointed at the stadium.

Mrs. Kujo looked over and said that Sansong, who had just run hard, rushed past home base with a stick, and slapped his teammates on the coach's seat with excitement.

"It's 4 points." In Mrs. Kiyono's comfortable voice, on the scoreboard in the distance, Mitsumatsu's total score jumped from 3 to 4.

"What is this relay pitcher in Kaguawa?" Mrs. Kujo said dissatisfied.

Not only her, but also the audience who supported Kagukawa and the students of Kagukawa were somewhat dissatisfied.

"What's going on now?" Toru Watanabe asked Miki Kujo in a low voice.

"This relay pitcher has a bad mentality," said Miki Kyujo.

"Can you be more specific?"

Miki Kyujo turned her head to look at him, and Toru Watanabe stared at her with a look of not knowing anything.

Blanched at him, Miki Kyujo patiently explained:

"There are two games in one game, and three players on one side will be eliminated to enter the next game. Do you understand this?"

"Yeah." Shiro Watanabe continued to fan her.

"In other words, as long as Sansong fails to eliminate three hitters, he can keep scoring. The relay pitcher, Kaguawa, has a bad mentality and cannot withstand the pressure at critical moments. Almost all the shots he shot were hit."

"But as long as the base guard gets the ball in advance, even if the ball is hit, you won't be able to score."

"That's right." Miki Kujo smiled, "I'm afraid that this pitcher's mentality will completely collapse, lose his ability to control the ball, keeps throwing bad balls, and walks to the base."

"Walk to the base? What does it mean?" asked Toru Watanabe.

Miki Kyujo turned her head and looked at the stadium and said, "That's it."

Watanabe Tsuki looked over.

"Four bad balls!" the referee shouted.

At that moment, the roar swept across the audience.

In the ugly faces of the nine members of Kaguawa, in the silent cheerleaders, Sansong's hitters walked from home base to first base, the first base to second base, the second base to third base, and the third base to home base.

Scoreboard, three-sup score: 5!

"ah!"

"Three pine! Three pine! Three pine!"

The field was in a state of madness and the score was completely tied.

"Sansong is still out of zero so far!" the male commentator shouted.

"And it's a full base! There are people on every base! You can definitely continue to score!" The female commentator was excited.

"Kankawa's relay pitcher must adjust its status!"

"That's right! This is related to the quota of Jiaziyuan. Everyone has worked hard since childhood! Come on!"

On the big screen, all the teachers and students of Shenchuan were confused, some were angry, and some were waving inflatable baseballs and shouting hard at the stadium.

On the court, first baseman Shui Kunii wiped his sweat with his sleeves. Beside him, Sansong's baseball player was excited and made a sprinting posture at any time. The movement was full of hope and motivation.

"Four bad balls!" the referee shouted again.

"I've surpassed it, someone is going to learn to bark by dogs." Mrs. Kiyono's smiled.

In Toru Watanabe's sight, the teammate from Mitsumatsu High School beside Kōi Kōi waved his fists hard and trotted to the second base with excitement.

On the scoreboard, Sansong: 6

Kaguchi:5

"There are four more bad balls, walk to the base?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"I said it a long time ago, this relay pitcher's ability to withstand pressure is too poor." Miki Kujo said with a smile.

The two of them were getting closer, and the temperature exhaled from her mouth could be felt through her face.

Watanabe Takashi couldn't help but sigh.

A few strands of black hair on the front of Jiu Meiji's forehead floated gently.

"What's wrong?" she asked with a smile, "I feel uncomfortable when I see that Kamikawa is going to lose?"

"After all, I am also a student of Kaguawa. If the pitcher starts, he will not be heatstroke..."

"This world is always a winner, and no one will consider the reason for losing for the loser."

"Don't be anxious." Mrs. Kujo's face turned gloomy, "Even if the score is overtaken, Kagua can still play back in the second half."

"I only scored five points in the eighth game, and I hope to overtake the last game?" Mrs. Kiyono said with a smile.

"San Song is only three points in the first eight games. Maybe the pitcher will also have heatstroke?" Mrs. Kujo smiled.

"Remember to learn to bark by dogs." Mrs. Kiyono tapped Mrs. Jiujo with her index finger on her left, and said happily.

"Hmph." Mrs. Kujo snatched the fan from Watanabe Tsubasa and fanned herself hard.

Only Rin Kiyono was present.

She wanted to have a cup of ice cream, with fruits and small biscuits on it, and ate it slowly with a spoon in small bites.

The game continues in the scorching sun.

On the pitcher mound, Kaguawa's relay pitcher stood on it with a blank expression on his face.

In the stadium of 30,000 people, except for Kaguawa's own support team, they were calling Sansong.

Everyone is eager to reverse! Long for a wonderful game!

No one cares about this relay pitcher, no one cares about Kagukawa's starting pitcher's heat stroke, and no one cares about Kagukawa's winning or losing.

In addition to Kagukawa's baseball department, all the teachers and students of Kagukawa.

In the electronic screen, Shigu, who was in charge of the flute in the playroom, was a girl with a slender heart, wiping her tears with her sleeves.

Beside her, the boy in charge of percussion beat the drums hard and shouted to cheer up at the Kaguawa Baseball Team on the field.

The cheerleaders were in the aisle, and they were wet with sweat. They still raised their legs and waved the colorful balls in their hands.

The physical education teacher held the horn and was organizing all teachers and students to raise the sign in their hands, forming the huge word "must win".

but.
To be continued...