Chapter Thirteen: The Little Angel in Despair
Zhang Han turned his head in shock and looked at Sawamura in front of him, and was surprised.
Just now, Sawamura was under the street light. Although the light on the street light was not very bright, it had a light source after all.
As for Zhang Han, most of his body is in the darkness.
It is normal for Zhang Han to see him, but this guy can actually see him?
His vision is probably extraordinary.
"You trained too late! Pay attention to the combination of work and rest."
If the other party didn't notice it, Zhang Han would not intend to disturb the other party's practice. Now that he has been seen, the other party will take the initiative to say hello.
Even though he knew it was useless, Zhang Han still fulfilled his duties as a senior and kindly reminded the other party.
As for whether Sawamura can listen?
That is not a question that Zhang Han can care about.
"yes!"
Sawamura, who has been in the Seidou High School baseball team for more than a month, has been worn out a lot of the spirit of fearlessness.
But the fighting spirit in his eyes has not diminished.
Even though he was in a temporary predicament, he had no intention of giving up or retreating.
This guy is overcoming and working hard in his own way.
For some reason, Zhang Han thought that the future of Sawamura was probably limitless.
There is no specific basis, it is just a feeling.
After Zhang Han finished speaking, he nodded, raised his hand to say hello, and then prepared to leave.
"Senior, can you teach me how to shoot fastballs?"
But Sawamura didn't seem to see Zhang Han's attitude of keeping people from thousands of miles away, so he bowed 90 degrees directly.
It scared Zhang Han.
Although he is not very concerned about Sawamura's performance in the past month, because this guy made a big splash in the new year competition, he is now a celebrity in the second army of Seido High School baseball team.
Zhang Han's ears were almost filled with complaints about this guy.
The most complaint thing about this guy is his arrogance!
In fact, who is a truly excellent baseball player who is not the one who has nostrils facing the sky?
The main force of the Seidou High School baseball team, even in regular practice, was suppressed by Zhang Han and Yuki Takashi.
I can't lift my tail in the army.
But as long as they face the players of the Second Army, even if the other party is a third-grade senior, they will still raise their faces.
Although their arrogance has not been completely put away, they are generally acceptable.
However, Sawamura was reluctant to do even superficial skills. When he faced his seniors in the second and third grade, he was not just as simple as straightening his back and raising his face.
He ignored the seniors of the Second Army at all.
His goal was never placed on the Second Army, so he was unwilling to devote too much energy and emotions to it.
All his attention was focused on how to advance to the first army as soon as possible. It was precisely because of this idea that he not only had a sloppy attitude towards the second army players, but also seemed to be disgusted.
In the words of Maenyuan and others, Sawamura is now lacking experience, lacks strength, and is unruly.
In short, it is too annoying to hate.
The only thing that makes people feel that a little bit of appreciation is the only potential left in Sawamura.
Apart from potential, Sawamura can basically be considered to have nothing now.
In this way, he will continue to suffer losses in the practice competition, which is not a pity.
Zhang Han does not have a hobby of being a teacher.
But now, Sawamura was looking for him in a low voice, and he was embarrassed to pretend that he didn't see it.
Zhang Han organized the language, looked at Zemura carefully, and then said.
"You feel that you are not strong enough, right?"
Ball speed and other things are all means of Sawamura's pursuit of progress. His most fundamental trouble is his performance in practicing the competition.
That's why he wanted to improve his ball speed as much as possible, and then use the straight ball he grew up to get rid of his opponents.
Zhang Han told him his worries directly, and a hint of blush flashed across his face, but it soon returned to normal.
He kept nodding at Zhang Han like a chicken pecking at rice.
"I'm one of the team's pitchers, why do you think I'll tell you?"
Zhang Han tilted his neck and stared at Sawamura and asked.
Sawamura was speechless for a moment.
But his pupils dilated and his expression changed. He seemed to have never expected Zhang Han to ask such a question before?
The expression on his face was so innocent that Zhang Han could not continue to tease him. Perhaps it was because of Sawamura that it was difficult for others to say no to him when he asked for help.
Just like the supervisor in his middle school years, he had already encountered a midlife crisis, but because of Sawamura's begging, he became the responsible teacher of the baseball team. He also paid out of his own pocket several times as the team's activities.
You know, this is free, and he supports a team that has never won.
"Every pitcher has his own characteristics. My characteristics are ball speed, so ball speed becomes my lifeline for pitching. If you want to make progress in a short time, compared to the ball speed that needs to be improved through hard practice, it is better to think about what your own characteristics are? Then turn your own characteristics into your most favorable weapon as soon as possible."
"Actually, you've pitched well in the welcome matches before. Although you've been hit many times, that kind of pitching is already very powerful. If you can keep it, even if your opponent is not weak in the practice game, you won't be embarrassed to be substituted."
Zhang Han's encouragement is still very effective.
The expression on Sawamura's face was a bit excited.
It can be recognized by Zhang Han, the most famous one in the entire Seido High School baseball team today.
This is undoubtedly the best way to encourage.
Sawamura's attitude is like a three-good student, and his eyes are full of curiosity.
Faced with such a student, even if Zhang Han does not have a good teacher hobby, he would not help but say a few more words.
"In practice, focusing on your own pitching is a detour in itself. Do you remember what you said when you first came to the Seidou High School baseball team?"
“Baseball is not a sport that can be played by one person!”
"Yes, baseball is not a sport that can be played by one person, even if that person is a pitcher, it is impossible to perform better. If you really want to work hard alone, you have to get along with your teammates around you to form a perfect and tacit cooperation. If you can do this, you can basically be considered a real master."
Zhang Han walked out a long way. When he turned around, he found that under the dim street light, Sawamura was still running with two tires.
After being hit so much, I can calm down and do what I haven't done.
“It’s really not easy!”
In the process of guiding Sawamura, Zhang Han himself also had some more insights.
The current dilemma of Seidou High School baseball team is actually completely unnecessary for him to press on his shoulders.
He just needs to do his own thing and cooperate with his teammates around him.
Leave the rest to God to decide.
"The bright moon in Qin, the pass of Han..."
Zhang Han's cell phone suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!