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Chapter 10: Poverty Limits My Imagination

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Han and his team have been joining the team for more than two weeks.

In the past two weeks, they have lived a lot of life, sweating while practicing every day.

Compared to other friends who can only do basic exercises and cannot even touch the ball, Zhang Han and the others are lucky, at least they can still touch the ball.

However, in this process, they were inevitably crushed by the seniors of the Second Army.

This crush mainly comes from two aspects: one is physical strength and the other is appetite.

I don’t know what kind of practice these seniors have gone through in the past one or two years. They are extremely strong and are simply a bit non-human.

Even Zhang Han, who was training in a wealthy family, found it difficult to keep up with their training intensity for a while.

Another one is the appetite!

This is one of the more distressing things. At the entrance of the special cafeteria for the baseball department, a line of big words were written openly.

You must have more than three bowls of food!

Zhang Han was speechless about this. Not everyone is a bucket of food, and not everyone has such a big appetite.

It is mandatory to eat more than three bowls, and the second-year senior Isashiki Jun is also supervised.

Jun Isashiki is the outfielder of the Second Army with a mustache. He looks fierce and evil, like a bad boy.

The freshmen were nervous when facing seniors. When facing Jun Isashiki, they felt even more uncomfortable.

I couldn't eat it at first, but now I can't eat it even more.

Miyuki is relatively sloppy and often pours his food to a contestant named Maeyuan.

Qianyuan is also a newcomer and has a strong presence among newcomers. This is not to say how commendable his skills are, but mainly because this guy can eat, and he is the only player among newcomers who can eat four bowls.

Another point is that this person is more passionate and has a strong leading role in freshmen.

Zhang Han also felt that Sanwan Rice could not bear it. He used to feel that his digestive system was quite good.

Now, I dare not make such a guarantee.

I really can't eat it!

This feeling of discomfort lasted for nearly two weeks before his stomach gradually adapted to this huge amount of food.

The more food you eat, the more calories you get. In order to prevent your body from getting out of shape, Zhang Han practices for an extra hour every day.

It is best to consume the excess heat.

Otherwise, he would be afraid that not only would he grow to more than 1.8 meters tall, but he would also have a weight of more than 100 kilograms.

On the other hand, Seido High School baseball team won one after another.

This was told by Gao Junmei, a third-year senior in the same dormitory in Sawamura.

Gao Jun is a substitute member of the First Army, with a number 15.

The team successfully reached the quarterfinals, and they are about to meet one of the richest families in West Tokyo, the third-year high school in the city.

The team attaches great importance to this game.

Not only was the first army very active in preparing, but even the slogans of their second and third armies cheering teams were specially rehearsed.

"Is it necessary to have such a big battle?"

Kurachi, it is a bit difficult to understand.

In previous competitions, although the school would also organize players from the Second and Third Army to watch, they were basically voluntary, and they would not require any mandatory requirements, and they would not do any special training.

How could this event be so positive?

"Seedou, Shindao. Just treat it as Real Madrid and Barcelona. The collision between them is a battle between mortal enemies."

They are in the same area, and they are all wealthy families.

What's strange if the relationship between two teams is good?

They are mortal enemies every year and compete for the only Jiaziyuan place every year.

Compared with the rising star Daocheng, the grudge between Seidao High School and the city junior high school can even be traced back decades.

Not only their players are competitors, but also their fans, seniors and alumni who have graduated from the school.

Including their families and supporters.

They don't like each other.

In normal times, I may be a good colleague, a good classmate, or even a close lover.

Once the two teams meet together, the bloody consequences of Tokyo's relatively sound legal system will be a contribution.

It's a little exaggerated, but it's basically the case.

Today's Seido match with the city's junior high school match was filled with this kind of tension.

Zhang Han and the others now rarely sit with freshmen of the same class. They basically stay in the ranks of the Second Army. After more than two weeks of running-in, the players of the Second Army basically accepted their existence.

This recognition is of course won by their strength.

"Senior Xiaocui, why didn't he join the First Army?"

Kurachi can still understand others.

But he practices with Ryosuke Koko every day. He really feels that Ryosuke Kokoko's strength is stronger than many seniors in the First Army.

Although Supervisor Kataoka is a little cruel, his vision is still very good, so he won’t be unable to see it?

This question was exchanged for Ryosuke Konori's cold look.

He asked Kurachi with a smile.

"Do you have any comments?"

It can be seen that although he didn't say it, he felt very upset.

When Zhang Han saw the two of them gathered together, he immediately hid far away.

These two guys are so troublesome that he can't afford to mess with either.

The school specially found three buses and pulled the players and cheerleaders to the Eight Prince Stadium where the game was played.

Free!

It is worthy of being a private aristocratic school, and it is full of the atmosphere of a rich man everywhere.

Zhang Han often sighed that Qingdao is really rich.

Originally, Zhang Han thought that these buses were temporarily rented, but later he heard from the team's senior sister that he realized that poverty seriously limited his imagination.

The entire school has more than a dozen buses. There are three exclusive to the baseball department.

The rest is for use when other clubs or schools have any activities.

When he heard this news, Zhang Han could open his mouth and swallow the eggs.

"What about normal times?"

“It’s in the school parking lot.”

Zhang Han deeply felt that he didn't understand the world of the rich.

When they arrived at the Hachinozi Stadium, the bus from the third high school in the city also arrived.

Zhang Han felt quite special about today's opponent.

"Do you feel a little regretful that you almost became the opponent?"

Takashima Rei came to Zhang Han at some point and asked quietly in his ear.

The fragrance that floated over blew the broken hair in Zhang Han's ears.

He turned his head and looked at Takashima Rei seriously: "I will make them regret it!"

After saying that, he nodded at Takashima Rei, took a few steps, and caught up with the little friend in front of him.

"Tokyo Ball Spring Competition, quarter-finals, Game 2. The game where Nishi Tokyo Seido High School played in the city's junior high school has officially begun!"
Chapter completed!
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