After the end of the game, all three teams were interviewed.

Needless to say, the two sides of the game did not escape.

They came over in a hurry, and when they were interviewed before, they answered a few words hastily and came over.

There are quite a few reporters who came with the bus of the Qingdao High School baseball team. Now, Inagi Industrial's contest is over, and they also have time to re-interview Kataoka.

As for Superintendent Kataoka and the players of the Seido High School baseball team, are you in the mood to be interviewed right now? That's not on the minds of these journalists.

Kataoka held the pitching table that Takashima had copied down earlier, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Playing against the king of East Tokyo, Teto High School, Inagi Industrial even kept his hand! Didn't play all your cards.

The little guys from their own team before were talking in private, saying that this Daocheng Industrial High School baseball team was the strongest in history.

He still doesn't believe it!

Now it seems that the players understand the players. This Daocheng industry has indeed shown the bearing of the national hegemon.

Perhaps, Inagi Industry really has a chance to reach the finals of Koshien again and win the championship in one fell swoop.

The long-standing knot of the Guoyou superintendent may be able to untie the ......

But this is not good news for the rival Seido High School baseball team.

Encountering such an opponent, it looks like the next round of the game is really dangerous.

Those media reporters, one by one, are also watching the excitement is not a big deal. Of course, they also saw the game record of the Inagi Industrial High School baseball team, and naturally understood the distress in Kataoka's heart now.

But at the time of the interview, these guys still didn't know how to restrain at all, and stabbed Kataoka directly in the heart.

"As the overlord of the summer tournament in Nishitokyo, I wonder what Mr. Kataoka thinks of your opponents in the next round?"

The microphone was almost on Kataoka's face, and Kataoka still had to maintain his basic smile, even if he hated to kick the hateful reporter in front of him away, the smile on his face remained the same.

After the Koshien experience, the identity of the Seido High School baseball team is different now, and Kataoka, as the leader of this team, must also pay attention to external influences and no longer say whatever he wants.

"The past is gone, and now is a new era for the new team, and Mr. Kunatomo has always been my very respectful supervisor......"

Kataoka said in a foggy voice, expressing his admiration for his opponent, and as for the prediction of the outcome of the game, he didn't reveal a word.

The friends of the Qingdao High School baseball team were stunned one by one.

In their hearts, Superintendent Kataoka has always been the kind of tough guy who doesn't change his face when Tarzan collapses in front of him.

It is hard for them to imagine that their own overseers would say such clichés.

"It's said that the ass decides the head, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it!"

A little friend sighed.

The previous Qingdao has not won any results, of course, you can say whatever you want.

Even Superintendent Kataoka had to do that in order to show his presence. But today's Qingdao High School baseball team already has a certain prestige and achievements.

No matter how polite they say, they will not be underestimated.

Although Kataoka is usually as cold as an iceberg and is very strict with the players, this does not mean that he has low emotional intelligence......

Adults play on the spot, but some people don't want to do it, and who doesn't?

When I interviewed the contestants next, there was a model of Kataoka's supervisor there, and the friends still didn't know what to do?

It's nothing more than pretending to be a good child, first praising the opponent when talking about it, and first being humble when talking about yourself.

When he concluded his speech, he said that he must do his best.

Don't look like this is a very cliché, but it's incredibly useful.

You think, you think about it.

Is it really good to belittle an opponent? What if the game is lost? When the time comes, slap more in the face.

Is it really good to praise yourself? What if you lose, more slaps in the face?

Praise your opponent and belittle yourself, it's not the same.

At that time, even if you really lose, you can say that you have tried your best, but your skills are not as good as others.

It seems to be more level.

If you win, it's a miracle, what a good reversal?

Just like those students who study well, before every exam, they say that they are not ready, and it is a reason that they can't take the exam.

When the time comes, just take the first place and let the others be dumbfounded.

How hard and hard do you work in private, study until twelve o'clock, and no one else can see it anyway?

It's all the same routine.

On the other hand, when the Baseball Team of Daocheng Industrial High School was interviewed, the evaluation of the Qingdao High School Baseball Team was similar.

This kind of routine is not only known to the friends of the Qingdao High School baseball team, but also to Daocheng Industry.

The tougher the opponent and the more uncertain the outcome of the match, the more humble they are and the harder they work in private.

Even at this time, the two sides have already regarded each other as their mortal enemies, on the surface they are also amiable, and they don't believe in the friendship of the first and the second.

After the interview, the players of the Seido High School baseball team took a bus back to the school without waiting for the people from Inagi to come out to take a look.

After returning to school, Zhang Hanjia practiced a lot before going back to take a shower.

By the time he arrived at the cafeteria to eat, it was already late.

The little ones were already sitting in the cafeteria and began to enjoy the food.

Every time a competition is won, the school will add a meal, which is not a celebration, but it is also a reward.

Today's food is also very rich, and Zhang Han even saw a roast suckling pig.

That's a rarity!

Zhang Han sat down unceremoniously, and by the way, he got together with Yu Xing and Kuramochi.

At this time, Jun Izawaki beckoned him, asked Zhang Han to come over, and sat with him and Yuuki.

"Forget it, I'd better sit with the suckling pig."

Zhang Han joked.

But the strange thing is that Miyuki and Kuramochi didn't seem to be angry at all, but looked behind Zhang Han in surprise.

Zhang Han felt that the hairs behind him stood up.

Then he turned his head slowly, just in time to see Masuko Toru sitting next to him.

This senior was just promoted to the First Army in the autumn and is very famous in the First Army. On average, he can eat six large bowls at each meal, and he is the first person in the rice bucket of the Qingdao High School baseball team.

He looked at Zhang Han with an unkind face, hoping that Zhang Han could give him a reasonable explanation.

Don't say it, this senior's figure is really similar.

"I said, this one has already passed the test!"

Zhang Han said dryly, pointing to the roast suckling pig in front of him.

The entire cafeteria burst into laughter.

Zengzi's face was flushed, he obviously didn't expect Zhang Han to say this to him.

If he moves his mouth, he is obviously not the opponent of this star junior, so he can only do it.

The angry Zengzi was like an enraged wild boar, and pounced on Zhang Han.

Zhang Han, who was in charge, stood up and ran away.

At this time, even if he wanted to explain, he couldn't explain it clearly. But the conscience of heaven and earth, he really didn't mean it.

Several second-grade seniors had bad hair and blocked Zhang Han's way.

Zhang Han reluctantly raised his hand in surrender.

"Let's do it, we have to compete with Daocheng Industry in a week?"

……

In the end, Zengzi symbolically slapped Zhang Han.

Who made the next opponent be Inagi!

At this time, Qingdao High School could not lack the combat power of Zhang Han.