"You two sit in the middle!" Fuyumi stretched out her hand and ordered Natsori and Natsusa to sit down first, and then she and Haruna sandwiched these two overly lively little bastards, and then put Akitaro on the seat next to her.
, and Yoko on the other side also sat down and helped her look at Akitaro.
After they sat down, Fuyumi looked at the court. The two teams were currently playing tepidly. She looked at the watch again and asked Haruna: "When will their game start?"
"It's half past one according to the order, big sister." Haruna answered quietly, but the time of the baseball game is not accurate, and the regional competition is not broadcast, so it is normal to go earlier or later.
"Then wait." Fuyumi fanned her little hand to cool herself down.
The weather in late May was actually not bad. It was not too hot even at noon. The main reason was that she wanted to play baseball despite the snow. She compromised, but she still didn't feel that it was a good thing. This was obviously a sign that she was on the cusp of the storm.
Chuang, so stupid!
She likes the whole family to be stable, but everyone in the family is restless. She jumps this way today and jumps that tomorrow. Sometimes she is really unable to do what she wants. She can only endure it with a sullen face. If she can't hold it in anymore, she will get angry and hit others.
Fortunately, there is an unlucky guy who is willing to marry Xueli, otherwise Xueli will grow bigger and bigger and become more and more difficult to control. She really doesn't know what to do.
Haruna noticed her movements, looked around, and asked: "Sister, do you want us to wait somewhere else first? It's more sunny here."
Okazaki Citizen Stadium has a free-seat system, that is, you can come in and sit wherever you want, first come, first served. The regional competition is semi-public, and students like them don't have to spend money until the quarterfinals. Tickets are sold, and they are very cheap.
, there weren’t many spectators for the second round, so it was free of charge. Now the seats were filled with family members of the team, and there were only a few thousand or two thousand spectators at most.
The place where they are sitting now is the first base bench, which is above the bullpen during private Daifuku Academy games. Next to it is the first base support bench, which is a seat specially reserved for the support staff of the game team. Opposite is the third base bench.
No matter which team you support, if you want to be closer to your own players, buy a ticket and sit on either side. If you sit on the wrong side, it will be inconvenient to cheer up and you will easily get a blank look.
People who really like baseball will usually sit in the center free seats, where tickets are the most expensive. The seat is right behind home plate, facing the pitcher's pitch, and you can have a panoramic view of the entire field, giving you the strongest sense of immersion.
In addition, there are left and right field seats on both sides of the outfield. If you want to pick up a home run baseball, you can wait there, but it is not particularly comfortable to watch the game, and the ticket price is also the cheapest.
Fuyumi had no intention of changing places. She shook her head and said, "There's no need to change. It's almost their turn anyway." The current game was in the second half of the seventh game, with a score of 3:1. It should be almost over. As she spoke, she noticed Yang
Yoko was praying with her little fist in her arms, and the midday sunlight filtered through Yoko's straw hat, giving her little face some colorful shadows. Her expression was focused but also seemed to have a hint of worry, making her look like a person in an oil painting.
Fuyumi couldn't move her eyes away from her eyes for a moment. Yoko is almost growing up, she looks a bit like a girl, cute and beautiful... How old are you this year? She's twelve years old, right?
And Yoko opened her eyes, noticed Fuyumi's gaze, panicked for a moment, and asked sweetly: "What's wrong, Sister Fuyumi?"
"It's nothing!" Fuyumi touched her little straw hat, "I just think you are so good."
Yoko reluctantly gave a smile, feeling very sad in her heart. She was not praying for Kitahara Shuji to win, but she was thinking of the past.
This is the second time she has come to Okazaki Stadium. Last time she came to watch the game with Hideji Kitahara. When she came home, she found that her mother had eloped with someone again. Then she lived with Hideji Kitahara and spent time together.
The happiest days in life.
At that time, she was so happy that she couldn't sleep at night...
Now, she feels so regretful that she can't sleep at night...
She really wanted to go back in time, and prayed for a while, hoping that when she opened her eyes, she would see Kitahara Shuji's gentle smiling face, just like the last time she was at the stadium, but instead she saw Fuyumi.
She felt sad for a moment, but Fuyumi just thought she was worried about winning or losing the game, and couldn't help but touch her straw hat again, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. They are all sisters, and they are all the same size. How come her own is such a jerk?
She turned around to look at her bastard sisters, and was slightly surprised to find that they were also holding their breasts with their little hands, closing their eyes and praying, and murmuring: "Onii-chan, you must win!"
Has he gotten better? Has he become more sensible? Fuyumi couldn't help but feel surprised and happy, while Xia Zhi and Xia Sha didn't notice anything and concentrated on making her wish, very piously.
They printed 5,000 close-up photos of Kitahara Shuji's life, forged his autograph, and waited for him to break into Koshien and become famous so that he could sell them. We spent a lot of money, Onii-chan, please do it
Want to win!
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They were talking here to kill time, and the game in the field ended soon. The air raid siren sounded, and the stadium staff began to tidy up the field. Then a large number of boys began to file out from the entrance to the third base support bench opposite, and they were all the same.
Wearing dark blue uniforms and wearing uniforms, there must be more than 300 people. Their movements were neat and orderly, and the support seats were filled in an instant.
Three boys with white ribbons on their heads and uniforms stood with their backs to the court. They raised their hands neatly, their long sleeves rippling, and shouted in unison: "Who is the overlord of Jiaziyuan Guanzhong?"
Three hundred boys on the support bench held plastic bottles filled with a small amount of soybeans, beat the beat in unison, and shouted in unison: "Holy light! Holy light!"
"Who can win in the second round!?"
"Holy light! Holy light!"
The roar of more than 300 ducks instantly suppressed the entire audience. Fuyumi and the others were immediately dumbfounded. This was only the second round of the battle. Do you need to be so exaggerated? But the other side was so powerful before the match started, and it was obvious that they were not a good opponent.
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Natsori Natsusa quickly took out her mobile phone to check it, and immediately took a breath. Was her opponent so strong? Aichi Prefecture's spring and summer accounting record holder? No one told us! If I had known, I wouldn't have printed so many photos.
, even if you print, you shouldn’t use coated paper... Won’t your work last month be in vain? This is a sign of bankruptcy!
Their faces were ashen for a moment, but Fuyumi came to her senses and hurriedly looked around for our school's support team? Why was there no movement? You can't lose even if you lose!
Yoko was also surprised that the other party was so loud. No one in their group knew anything about baseball. They usually didn't even watch professional baseball games. They were just girls and quasi-girls. Yuki was the type who liked to play baseball.
I'm an outlier, I didn't expect the official baseball game to be so fierce.
She immediately became worried about Kitahara Hideji. She didn't want Kitahara Hideji to lose the game, but she felt like she was alone here. What would happen to her morale later? She quickly stood up to look for the support team and turned around.
I saw a group of people crowded and shivering at the entrance to the first base support bench. I recognized one person and quickly shouted: "Shikishima-senpai, Shikishima-senpai!"
Shikishima Ritsuki came over after hearing the news, and quickly ran over with more than a dozen girls. He saw that all the Fukuzawa family members were there, and quickly said hello politely. Fuyumi looked behind him, interrupted him, and was surprised.
Asked: "Are you a support team? This..."
Are there too few people?
Shikishima Ritsu waved his hands quickly, no, he was just here to cheer up, and he just happened to meet these girls so he took care of them. An Yunai looked at the opposite side in a daze, and when she heard the sound, she quickly said: "That... yes, Fu
Ze classmate."
She is the only sophomore in the cheerleading team, followed by ten freshmen from the first grade, all of whom are little girls. Looking at the more than 300 strong men opposite, her legs are weak, and her little face is pale and divine.
It’s understandable that the boys’ school is full of boys, but you guys are too ungrateful. How can so many people come? Isn’t this a violation?
However, their duty is to boost morale. This is the purpose of their group. An Yunai quickly turned around and said: "Let's start too!"
Ten little girls huddled together, feeling that the three hundred boys across from them were going crazy. They were all slapping the bottles, shouting at the top of their lungs, and their eyes were red. The players on both sides had not yet appeared. This was obviously a warm-up. If there was a competition later,
If you get excited, you have to jump over the court and eat them alive!
Their momentum was directly suppressed, and they felt very guilty. They asked in a low voice: "Senior An Yun, let's... how should we start?"
They are not gods. Isn’t it nonsense for eleven girls to overwhelm more than 300 boys on the other side? If they hadn’t known that this was a golf course, there wouldn’t be any danger. They might as well have sat down and pretended to be little quails.
That's too exaggerated. Isn't it a missionary school? Shouldn't they all be gentle and amiable boys like priests? Why do they look like a group of gorillas that just escaped from the zoo?
We are delicate flowers, we cannot withstand this kind of torture!
An Yun'ai looked at the other side and saw no good solution. She felt that she was well prepared. She perfectly completed Suzuki Noki's instructions and formed a very beautiful and cute cheerleading team, but...
She said cruelly: "Just follow the rehearsal!"
She bravely led the group of first-grade girls to the support station, raised her arms and shouted: "Dafu will win!"
"Great fortune...must, must, win!"
A group of girls screamed in unison, and it was still very uneven, but finally there was some movement on the support bench here, and there was a sudden silence on the support bench on the Holy Light side, and hundreds of eyes looked at these eleven people.
Little girl, then the square was boiling for a moment. There was a girl from the school opposite. She was still alive and her uniform looked good!
With a sound of "Ouch", the more than 300 boys in the Holy Light support booth seemed to have been stimulated by something. They smashed the bottles harder, their collective eyes flashed green, they screamed even more hoarse, and there was foam on the corners of their mouths.
I thought I hit a bye home run and one ball decided the outcome!
"We must win! We must win! We must win! The sacred light must win!"
An Yunai was startled again. She raised her arms and shouted for the second time only to raise her arms. The words were stuck in her throat. It was so scary. It was scary to have more than 300 boys gathered together.
The ten little girls behind were also weak, feeling as if they were about to be eaten by the other side. The formation was no longer neat, and they began to move closer to each other again.
Fuyumi was angry, what kind of support team is this? My boyfriend has been embarrassed by you!
She rushed to the front of the support bench in a few steps, lay down directly on the barbed wire fence, and roared at the opposite side: "Shut up, everyone, it's so noisy!"
She always hates being at a disadvantage. She doesn't like it whether she likes it or not. But as a supporter of the private Daifuku baseball team, she can't accept that the opponent is better than her. But her nickname is "tiger", after all, she is not a real tiger.
, there is no power in yelling at the other side across the court, not to mention the fact that there are more than 300 people on the other side, even a real tiger she may not be able to make a noise.
The voice from the opposite side directly drowned her voice. It had no lethality. On the contrary, it shocked the ten first-grade girls here. This must be the legendary Aichi short-legged tiger Fukuzawa-senpai. His bad temper is well-deserved.
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Fuyumi didn't care what they thought. Seeing that the other side dared not listen to her, she got really angry. She lay on the barbed wire fence and roared again: "The game is a game. No matter what the noise, just shut up!"
Bastard, you dare to rely on the large number of people to build momentum, do you have the spirit of fair play? You are all scum!
Haruna and Yoko kept pulling her from behind, "Sister (Sister Fuyumi), forget it, forget it."
Kitahara Shuji just came out of the tunnel to warm up. First he was startled by the support team of Holy Light. He turned around and saw Fuyumi lying on the barbed wire and roaring. He was immediately surprised again. Do you like baseball too? I never told you before.