Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

Chapter 37

Since leaving that home, Cheng Du felt that he had lived a very happy life.

Talking on the phone with his mother from time to time, using the money earned from part-time jobs to make small investments, and enjoying the fun of sweating profusely in clubs, he feels that the life he is living now is called a normal life.

Except one point.

The neon summer sun is so strong that the whole ground is about to crack, and the sand under the feet is hot and spicy.

Cheng Du stood behind the pitcher's plate, staring straight ahead.

The catcher quietly made a few gestures under the glove, and Cheng Du shook his head, expressing his disagreement with his strategy.

The catcher made a few more gestures, but Cheng Du still shook his head.

The catcher was from Osaka, dark and fat.He asked the referee for a timeout with a particularly strong Osaka accent, ran over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Du pressed down on the brim of his hat, and said in Japanese: "This hitter is very good at long hitting. I still can't handle the changeup well. Let's walk to first base."

The catcher glanced at the opposing batter standing in the hitter's position, who was gearing up, and made an OK gesture.

The catcher ran back to his position and squatted down, pulled down his mask, and the referee raised his hand to indicate that the game would continue.

After being walked by Cheng Du's four goals, the eager thug took off his hat angrily, and said to the referee: "Referee, he did it on purpose!"

The referee waved his hand to show that the pitcher hadn't fouled the pitcher, and the thug gave a low curse, threw the bat to the ground in great dissatisfaction, and ran slowly to first base.

Cheng Du bent his mouth, touched the pendant close to his chest, and pushed down the brim of his hat again.

The reason why he chose baseball was because a vague image often appeared in his mind: under the setting sun, there was a handsome silhouette, raising the ball in his hand and throwing it forward.

Cheng Du couldn't remember where he saw this picture, but he always felt that this picture must have some wonderful connection with himself, so he entered the baseball club and became a pitcher, hoping to find some clues from it.

The pitcher Cheng Du was ready for the action, and the catcher gestured for a straight ball under the glove. Cheng Du glanced at the opponent's thug and nodded.

Just as he stepped onto the pitcher's plate and was about to throw a straight ball, a shout suddenly came from outside the court: "Fang Xiaomo!"

Cheng Du's heart skipped a beat, the baseball was thrown out of his hand, the trajectory was ridiculously deviated——

If the thugs hadn't been able to hide quickly, they would have been beaten on the spot.

"A bad ball!"

The referee is just.

Cheng Du turned his head to look at the auditorium, but saw nothing unusual.

Strange, why did you think this name was familiar just now?

The moment I heard this name, it was as if something had collapsed in my heart, it was empty.

Cheng Du took off his baseball cap, dusted it off, and put it back on.

——Maybe it’s because I haven’t heard the native dialect for a long time, so I was distracted for a while.

At the end of the 9th inning, each had its own strengths, and Kyoto University narrowly won.

There were warm cheers on the field, and teammates ran over to celebrate.

Cheng Du took the towel handed by the coach, wiped off his sweat, and looked back at the auditorium. He didn't see anyone in particular, but saw the neighbor's female high school student Sakata Akemi standing on the sidelines and waving to him. .

Cheng Du walked over to her and said hello, "Hi."

Mingmei handed out the small bag on her back, showing a bright smile typical of female high school students: "Are you hungry? This is for you."

Cheng Du hadn't spoken yet, and some good people nearby had spotted Ming Mei, and they all booed, "Oh, the love dessert is here again, hurry up and take the duck, little brother Cheng Du~"

"That's right, Mingmei's dessert is the best in the world! What kind of duck did you bring today?"

As the troublemaker asked, he took the small bag away from Cheng Du's hand. As soon as he took it away, a group of hungry wolves surrounded him and swept up the small biscuits in the bag one by one. To stay.

Seeing this, Mingmei stomped her feet and said, "I brought this to Brother Cheng Du! You guys are so annoying!"

The troublemakers laughed, while Mingmei angrily dragged Cheng Du out of the arena, and said as she walked, "It's like this every time, so I obviously brought it to my brother alone."

Cheng Du smiled and pushed his glasses: "It's okay, thank you for the biscuits."

Mingmei looked up at Cheng Du, admiringly said: "Brother Cheng Du is so good, they didn't score in five innings!" , is the most physically exhausting of all the players, and of course the most eye-catching)

Cheng Du was stunned, smiled and said, "Not as powerful as you said."

At this time, the race schedule was over, and the audience had basically left, and the two walked out while talking.Mingmei wore a sweet ball head, blinked her big eyes, and her face was full of collagen and youthful.

She walked with her hands behind her back and said, "Does Brother Cheng Du have a girlfriend?"

Cheng Du let out an uh: "...No."

When Mingmei heard it, she was so happy that she was about to jump up.She jumped in front of Cheng Du, like a happy bird, jumping back and forth: "Then, do I still have a chance?"

Cheng Du was a little embarrassed, but he had to tell the truth: "Mingmei, I actually..."

When he said this, Cheng Du raised his head as if he had sensed something, and looked at the other end of the barbed wire.

Sure enough, there were three people standing there, all of them extremely handsome.

The tallest of the three is probably over 190, with dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The other two were almost the same height, and their appearance was somewhat similar. One of them looked at him with very deep eyes, pink cheeks slightly sullen, and those black eyes were like a deep pool.

Those who are shrouded in such gazes and such auras and still fail to notice must be blind.

The moment he saw this gaze, Cheng Du suddenly stopped in his tracks, carefully searching for all the information about this person in his heart.

It is absolutely impossible for this kind of look to belong to a stranger, they must have seen it before.

However, no matter what Cheng Du thought, his mind was always blank.

Even if he doesn't like men, there's no reason for a man like this to forget.

Cheng Du tapped his temples, and smiled friendlyly at the three of them. Regardless of whether they knew each other in the past, smiling is the most beautiful language of human beings, and there is always nothing wrong with doing so.

But what Cheng Du didn't expect was that the most beautiful language of human beings was exchanged for just a surprised expression.

Mingmei also noticed these three people, covered her mouth and yelled: "God, they are so handsome! Especially the one... at the front, ahem..."

As she spoke, she choked on saliva, and she coughed hastily.

Cheng Du glanced at her and said softly, "Are you all right?"

"it's okay no problem."

Mingmei seemed to be aware of her gaffe, and quickly lowered her head, but her heart was jumping with joy because of the attention of the handsome guys.

If her best friend was by her side, she would definitely pull her best friend into a wild jump.

"Brother Cheng Du, let's go quickly."

Mingmei's face was completely red, she came to confess her love to Brother Cheng Du today, but she didn't expect to meet three handsome guys, she really didn't know where to put herself.

Cheng Du was pulled by her, he had no time to think about anything else, he only had time to nod to the three people over there, and left the arena.

"..."

The sight behind him followed, burning hotly, Cheng Du looked back without knowing why, but received a heart-piercing look like a knife.

"?"

What's going on here?

The innocent Xueba pushed his glasses in a bewildered expression, and took a closer look through the lenses. The eyes with unclear meaning just now had disappeared, and the three handsome men had also left the place one by one.

The author has something to say:

Question about pitching with glasses: you can pitch with glasses, professional baseball Cardinals pitcher Joe Kelly wears glasses to pitch (Don’t search for this pitcher, it’s a little heart-wrenching) Poof.Manual shy www