Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

After hearing what his good nephew said, Mr. Hyōdo swallowed the words that were already on his lips.

"Ah, Brother Liangtai, what are you here for? I've been hearing you say no, no, no, from the beginning to now. My father is not as strict as you!"

Hyōdo Michiru yelled depressedly. Seeing that hope was right in front of him, his cousin came out to cause trouble again.

"Michiru, you can't talk like this."

Mrs. Hyōtō glared at her daughter angrily, but she also looked at her nephew with a more probing look. Indeed, Ryota seems to have never given any good advice until now. You can't just question it first and then question it, deny it first and then deny it, right?

"Ahem... I'm just letting you know in advance what will happen if you take a video and post it on the Internet. Those people are doing much more than I am doing now."

Tsuchiya Liangtai said without changing his expression.

"I see, that's right. You imitated him very well, Brother Liang." An Yilun also praised.

"You are not bad at each other. I think your imitation is more realistic."

Tsuchiya Ryota rolled his eyes inwardly, can you please stop comparing me with you?

"So……"

Mr. Hyodo pondered, feeling a little troubled for a moment.

Seeing such a scene, a dedicated baseball director knew it was time to take action himself:

"Speaking of which, if you just want a stage to perform, I think I can help."

"Huh!? Are Ryota-nii finally giving up on baseball?" Hyōdō Michiru said in surprise.

"How is that possible? Are you an idiot!"

"Michiru, don't say such stupid things. Wouldn't it be even more stupid if Ryota gave up now?" Mrs. Hyōdo glanced at her daughter again angrily.

"Oh, yes."

"Ryota, if you have any idea, just say it. We all believe in you." Mr. Hyōdo said sincerely.

Tsuchiya Ryota smiled modestly, then put his hands on his thighs and turned his body slightly to face his uncle.

For some reason, Mr. Hyōdo suddenly felt like he was back at the company, as if that was the attitude of those idiots who came to him with messy plans?

It must be an illusion, this is my good nephew Liang Taijun!

"I wonder if Uncle Hyotang has ever heard of support?"

"Support?"

Everyone present repeated it on their lips or in their minds, who doesn’t know about the support? Baseball is a neon national sport, and what matches it is the support culture. At least this term is definitely familiar to everyone. But no one said anything, waiting for Ryota Tsuchiya to continue. Especially An Yilun, he always feels like he is eating a very new kind of Amway.

"Yes, everyone knows that I am now the director of the school's baseball department..."

"Wait a minute, Brother Liangtai, you don't want to ask "Icy Tail (band name)" to support your band, do you? "Hyoudou Michiru asked in shock.

"That's right! The stage is definitely big enough, and the number of audiences is definitely far greater than that of an ordinary livehouse. Performing on such a stage will definitely be of great benefit to hone your skills."

Hyoudou Yukino didn't even look at his cousin. This guy spoke too much and dared to laugh at his own baseball club.

"Should we get help..." Mr. Hyotou thought thoughtfully.

"Isn't this right? The band was supposed to enjoy the support of others, but now they have to support others?"

An Yilun also wondered:

"How can cheering be compared to performing in a live house? It's already a baseball game. It's obvious who is the protagonist."

"That's right..." Mr. Hyodo thought thoughtfully. It's true. He was supposed to be the most dazzling existence and the only protagonist. If he was the supporter, he would become a green leaf.

Tsuchiya Ryota glanced at his good-for-nothing cousin and ignored him, still looking at his uncle seriously:

"You should have seen a baseball game, right?"

"Of course."

"You should also understand the importance of support, right?"

"this……"

"I know, I know, most of the income of idols depends on the support of fans!" An Yilun also spoke very enthusiastically.

But obviously no one liked this, because he was the only idol chef present, and what he said seemed like gibberish to everyone.

"Well, Xiao Lun, eat more fruit." Only Hyōdo Michiru still cared about this destiny's childhood sweetheart.

"Wow, are these strawberries worth 5,000 yen a piece in the supermarket down there?" An Yilun's eyes flashed as well. He was almost blinded when he walked past the window just now.

"Hmm, you can bring a box back later." There was a hint of reluctance in Mrs. Hyotou's smile, but of course it wasn't because these strawberries were nothing at all.

Tsuchiya Ryota has completely entered the state. He has simulated these words in his mind countless times before he came. He even rehearsed them quietly while sitting on the tram. As for whether a person in the carriage thought he was crazy, then How does he know that concentration, concentration, concentration is a necessary condition for success!

"Before the competition officially starts, all the audience's eyes will be focused on the support group. This kind of attention and test for the band is not worse than the underground stage, right?" He looked at his uncle and said solemnly.

"Ah, that's true. The support team is the most eye-catching presence before the game starts."

Hyoudo Kyouto nodded, but what he thought of was the long and smooth legs of the cheerleaders. It wasn't that he was lustful, but there really wasn't much to see at that time, and the support groups of both teams were carefully prepared.

"After the game starts, if the game is exciting, then the cheering group will be the most cheering thing on the field? If the game is boring, then the cheering group will be the only bright spot on the field?"

Tsuchiya Liang spoke too seriously, without even a trace of falsehood.

Although baseball is an imported product from the United States, it has changed its shape in neon.

Neon has a large number of baseball support organizations, a uniform support format, and a warm support atmosphere. The support groups of each team will prepare corresponding support songs and support actions for the teams and players, and adopt corresponding support methods according to different offensive and defensive times on the field.

The most famous ones are the "Morning War", the Hundred Years War between two prestigious private schools, Waseda University and Keio University.

After Keio's team won the victory, their support group immediately went to Okuma Shigenobu Residence and Waseda Masamon Mountain to shout long live. The same goes for Waseda. After the victory was reversed, their support group immediately rushed to Fukuzawa Yukichi's residence and Keio's main entrance to cheer loudly. The scene was as spectacular as a parade, and subsequent games were stopped for fear of escalating riots.

By the way, Okuma Shigenobu and Fukuzawa Yukichi are the founders of Waseda University and Keio University respectively. The meaning of the cheering group running to their mansion and cheering is probably to say, "Your disciples and grandsons were beaten to pieces by us. Sure enough, the future of neon is still in the hands of our Keio/Waseda."

The darkest moment for Waseda students was probably when they saw Fukuzawa Yukichi appearing on the 10,000-yen bill. In comparison, they still preferred Prince Shotoku.

Although the current morning celebration battle is not as explosive as the original one, it is still very popular.

"Down with Waseda, down with Waseda, beat him away! Oh~~ Keio is going to win! Keio is going to win!"

Mr. Hyodo actually sang quietly, with a nostalgic smile on his face:

"Indeed, even if I couldn't understand the competition at that time, I was very happy just sitting in the audience with my seniors and singing casually. Looking at the wind section and conductor in front of me, I felt that Waseda was not worthy of being as famous as Keio."

"yes!"

Tsuchiya Liang slapped his thigh too hard and shouted:

"Support and baseball are one! Only with a good support team can the players perform better. The support team is not a supporting role at all, but the absolute protagonist!

Becoming a support group for the Sobu High School Baseball Club is definitely the best choice for Michiru and her band! "

He spoke every word loudly, and the more he spoke, the more he felt that he was doing something super righteous, and it was not at all to please Mr. Hojo. But for everyone in the baseball club, for the Hyotou family, and for the Tsuchiya family!

Mr. Hyōdo's memories of his student days are reviving, and past memories are attacking his brain.

I really miss the support. The support team of the baseball club is indeed very important. Behind a strong team there must be a strong support team.

The term "devil's home court" often appears in the NBA, mainly due to the contribution of the support organization.

Think about it, the game scene is filled with the opposing team's cheering songs, trumpets are playing, and taiko drums are beating. You have to prepare mentally for a long time before pitching. If you make a bad pitch, will you be booed by the opponent? I couldn't hear the cheers after my vote, which was so disappointing.

For a baseball team with a strong support team, the support team will play exciting music during the offensive round, and the supporters will sing support songs in unison. If the pitch is bad, you will hear the sound of encouragement, and if the pitch is good, you will hear the sound of drums and trumpets.

This gap directly debuffs the enemy like crazy.

For some schools that won the championship in Koshien, the cheering teams were called the heroes behind the scenes. Their efforts and the glory they received were no less than those of the baseball team.

Just like Osaka Kirikage, their instrumental section is also at the championship level, the kind that can be as famous as Kyoto Tachibana.

Thinking of this, Mr. Hyotang was already moved, but there was still a problem.

"But Michiru and Ryota are not from the same school."

"Yeah, we can't let me and my children transfer to another school together, right? We are all candidates for the examination. If we give up the direct admission within the school, it will be very difficult for me to get into college."

Hyōdo Michiru blinked her big eyes and said, she is very self-aware and knows that it will be difficult for her to get into a decent school if she takes the general entrance examination seriously.

Mr. Hyōdo also nodded. This is why he asked his daughter not to repeat a grade. As long as she does not repeat a grade, she will almost certainly be admitted to Keio, Neon's top private university. The deviation value may not rank high, but people who are admitted to prestigious schools are definitely five steps ahead of ordinary schools. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to transfer to another school. My daughter is not good at studying.

"It doesn't matter! It's not a problem at all!"

Ryota Tsuchiya waved his hand and said decisively.

I have said before that every strong baseball team has a strong support group behind it. This is not absolute. Without a decent support group, it is possible to rush into Koshien school in one fell swoop based solely on hard work and dreams. What to do at this time? Find another school to borrow.

This is called friendly support, and it’s even more exciting!

"Think about it, Michiru and her friends not only rely on their own strength to pursue their dreams, but also burn themselves to help others realize their dreams. Isn't this the best portrayal of youth!

My baseball club is Michiru’s baseball club, and Michiru is the baseball club’s Michiru! Icy Tail is the Icy Tail of baseball! "

Tsuchiya Liang spoke so impassionedly that he couldn't be troubled at all! Seeing the excitement on his uncle's face, he continued to add:

"Our Sobu High School jointly holds various activities with Haibin Comprehensive High School every year, so we already have very mature experience in this kind of cooperation with external schools. In addition, our school does not have an instrument department at all, so there is no Don’t worry about backlash!”

Does Sobu High School have an instrument club? Tsuchiya Ryota doesn't know, so is that important? unimportant! At least in the past two years of competition, he has never seen the performance club during his baseball club's games. As for whether it was because others felt that the regional qualifying round was not worthy of the orchestra's appearance or some other reason, he didn't care.

Maybe for the instrumental club, they think it’s too embarrassing to support them in the first round of the qualifying round, but! For our Sobu High Baseball Club, it is a life and death battle!

No, I can't think about it anymore. It's too tragic. Tears shone in Tsuchiya Ryota's eyes.

If you don’t come, you don’t exist. If you don’t come, you are dead.

As long as Michiru nods, she and her band will be the designated support group for the Sobu High School baseball club and the Sobu High School extra-staff rock club!

"The most important thing is that even if Michiru and her band behave slightly poorly, as the minister, I guarantee that they will never be treated badly!"

Ryota Tsuchiya showed his trump card and looked at Mr. Hyōdo with piercing eyes. After seeing the determination on his uncle's face with satisfaction, he turned back to his cousin:

"That's Koshien, Hanshin Koshien! What kind of band can hold a concert there? The Beatles? U2? Or X-Japan? That's a venue for 50,000 people! Fifty thousand people! Only from Nagano's hometown. how many people!"

"Fifty thousand people..."

Hyōdo Michiru murmured softly, and the bright purple light flashed in his big moist purple eyes. It seemed that he had already seen the scene where he and Xiaolan Ruizhika played together in front of the attention of 50,000 people.

Seeing his cousin's appearance, Tsuchiya Ryota was sure that something big had happened!

"In this case, please Ryo..."

As Mr. Hyōdo's voice sounded, Tsuchiya Ryota's upper body kept leaning forward, his eyes were so intense that he wanted to immediately take out the contract and have the other party sign and seal it.

But at this moment, a discordant voice interrupted Mr. Hyotang's words.

"But like Ryota-san said, you need a good baseball team to take the support group to a bigger stage. Although I don't know much about it, Michiru said before that your baseball club is not very strong, Ryota-san." Right? Is Sobu High School the kind of strong school where you can go to the baseball club?"

An Yilun also wondered:

"I have no doubt about Michiru's talent and strength. Even if it's just for fun, he must be very powerful. But the reality is not playing a game. It's not like playing the game "Oshinin! Fighting! Support Group" as long as the support group is strong, you can always win. …”

boom! !

The loud sound startled An Yilun, and he suppressed the rest of his words. He turned his head and saw Ryota Tsuchiya slapping his hand heavily on the coffee table.

"...There's a mosquito."

Tsuchiya Ryota said through gritted teeth.

The Hyoudou family members on the side also woke up from the bewitching sound. Seeing that something was wrong, Ryota Tsuchiya immediately raised his voice and said:

"An Yi-kun! Do you know what youth is?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he continued to speak:

"As I said just now, Michiru and her friends became the support group of Sobu High School Baseball Club. They not only relied on their own strength to chase their dreams, but also burned themselves to help others realize their dreams. This is the best of youth. Portrait of!

Our baseball club needs the strength of Michiru and her teammates, and we can provide them with a stage to demonstrate their ability to hone themselves. This is helping each other to move forward, this is youth!

If you go by what you said, Michiru and the others will have no choice but to find a team that already has the ability to win the championship. That's not mutual achievement, that's unilateral asking for it! Isn't that kind of thing shameful? "

Ryota Tsuchiya spoke sincerely and did not deny the fact that his baseball club was a weakling. They are not joining forces, but seeking future success together.

"But……"

An Yilun also opened his mouth to say something but couldn't. Brother Liang's words were clearly about the baseball club and the band, but why did he always feel targeted?

"Okay, An Yi, I understand what you mean."

Mr. Hyōdo smiled, and the title changed inadvertently. Then he raised his hand and pressed it twice:

"Ryota, please sit down too, don't be so excited."

But at some point, Tsuchiya Ryota had stood up, and An Yilun realized belatedly that his face was completely wet. It turned out to be Ryota's saliva, so he quickly reached out and wiped it away.

"Sorry, I'm rude." Tugu Liang smiled apologetically, then sat down and skillfully took the ice water handed over by his aunt.

The living room was quiet for a while, everyone was thinking about something.

After a while, it was Hyōdo Michiru who spoke first:

"Brother Liang Tai, thank you for thinking of me like this."

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