Wu Geng has rarely come into contact with baseball-related topics in his life. Neither his younger brother nor his father are interested in sports competitions. There are boys in the class who are members of the baseball team, but Wu Geng has no intersection with them.

She didn't have much interest in baseball, but it was better to have a place to rest than to wander aimlessly. So Zhongyuan took her in.

Wu Geng could roughly understand in his heart that Zhongyuan asked her out more because he wanted her to change her mood. It did have some results. After going around for a while, the melancholy and annoyance in her heart disappeared a lot.

Walking into the clubhouse, the space is wide and surrounded by a large area of ​​artificial grass. From time to time, the crisp sound of hitting balls can be heard. Of course, the more common sounds are the sounds of baseballs hitting the barbed wire fence.

Zhongyuan guided Wu Geng all the way to the batting mat.

Wu Geng held the bat in his hand and looked blankly at Zhongyuan behind him, not knowing what to do next.

Just as she was about to speak, a machine in the distance fired a dull ball, and there was a hiss in her ears. Then the baseball, whose impact was absorbed by the iron net, rolled to her feet at the fifth watch.

During this period, I didn't have time to react, so I only shook my body subconsciously.

"Swing the bat, Wu Gengsang, swing the bat hard!"

Wu Geng listened to Zhong Yuan's instructions and slowly adjusted his posture while swinging the bat. However, the path of the ball captured by his eyes and the trajectory of the bat when he swung the bat always did not match the frequency.

After several failures, Wu Geng looked at Zhong Yuan with a sad face.

"Are you stupid? The ball path is set here. As long as you put the bat on this path, the ball will naturally be knocked out, so Nana does not need to use too much force at all. In short, the most important thing is timing, timing

! The ball comes whizzing over, swinging the bat whizzing, and hitting it, it’s that simple!”

"Uh... I'm sorry, Mai, but I didn't understand a word you said. Can you be more specific?"

"So, you just need to...what are you looking at?"

"...little passing night."

"Eh?"

Shiraishi, who was serving as a passionate coach instructing Hashimoto to swing the bat, subconsciously turned his head to look.

Behind her, in another field separated by an iron net, Wu Geng was seen holding a bat, maintaining the posture of being about to swing the bat, looking at her in astonishment, while Zhong Yuan beside him nodded in confusion.

Shiraishi's mind didn't turn around for a while, and he never thought of taking the bridge to experience the baseball stadium on the spur of the moment, so that he could meet acquaintances.

"Are you... on a date?"

"Uh...Shiraishi-san and Hashimoto-san too?"

The off-line conversation between the two made Hashimoto lean on his baseball bat, cover his stomach and snicker. Zhongyuan covered his face shyly.

Shiraishi said this because his brain temporarily shut down, and Wu Geng was used to pretending to be stupid and complaining in the show, so he just followed Shiraishi's words. After the two of them reacted, they felt that this conversation was really stupid.

Shiraishi glared at Wu Geng, who could only smile awkwardly.

"Mai and I had just finished watching a movie and we were passing by here. She said she wanted to bring me in to try it out." Hashimoto smiled to save her.

"What about you?" she asked with interest.

Hashimoto rarely sees Wu Geng and Zhong Yuan staying together. The two of them don't have many opportunities to communicate. If they can hang out together, their relationship will not be bad. It seems that there are many hidden friendships in the group.

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(ex){}&/Hashimoto gradually found the feeling, and after touching the ball several times, he finally hit the ball. The moment of hitting the baseball really made Hashimoto happy, and he felt relieved and relieved.

Sense of achievement.

Zhongyuan applauded in congratulations.

"Nakamoto-san speaks in a much easier-to-understand manner than Mai-yang," Hashimoto said. "She just makes people use their feelings to hit the ball."

"But Hashimoto-san learns quickly."

"That's because Zhongyuan Sang taught me well." She smiled.

Hashimoto saw Wu Geng next door, who was still under Shiraishi's devilish guidance, with a grimace and swinging the bat over and over again. He found it interesting and covered his mouth and accidentally laughed.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Seeing Zhongyuan's confused look, she quickly stopped smiling.

"It's okay," Zhongyuan shook his head gently, then noticed Wu Geng's dilemma and smiled, "Wugeng Sang is really not easy."

"Nakagen-san," Hashimoto asked casually during the interval between hitting the ball, "has Xiaoshou's dancing improved?"

Zhongyuan hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer this question. In her opinion, the two days of practice were just standing still, and Wu Geng even became hesitant and hesitant because of her influence.

Hashimoto got his answer from Nakamoto's silence.

"It's okay, don't worry." She comforted her and hit the ball again.

"In my opinion, Mai Xian is not a good teacher, but she might be more suitable for Wu Geng. After all, their auras are quite similar."

"...Really?" Zhongyuan tilted his head, not quite understanding.

"For example, they all like to do things based on intuition."

"You mean...dance?"

Hashimoto put down the bat and looked at Zhongyuan smiling in surprise, as if he was surprised why she said this.

"I mean baseball," she explained with a smile.

next moment.

The crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded.

Hashimoto and Zhongyuan turned to look.

The slowly rotating baseball raised a high parabola in the air, fell at the top, and hit the middle of the red circle of the disc hanging high at the back of the field.

"home run!"

Recorded cheers rang out across the venue. It was indeed a warm atmosphere after a desperate counterattack in the game.

Wu Geng maintained the posture after swinging the bat, as if she still couldn't believe it. Shiraishi hugged her from behind excitedly, and smiled proudly at Hashimoto, as if to say, "Look, I just said it's not my problem."

Bar!"

Hashimoto shook his head, becoming more and more certain that both of them were intuitive animals.

Zhongyuan noticed that Wu Geng, who was held in Bai Shi's arms, came to his senses, and his eyes gradually brightened, like stars in the night sky.
Chapter completed!