area51novel Chapter 963 Father-in-law, you?
Chapter 963 Father-in-law, you?
The group of middle-aged and elderly white men surrounding Hojo Kyosuke could not speak Japanese. They did not care whether someone could understand them or not, and they all spoke nice words without any reserve.
The frequency of words like God, Jesus, and Oh My God appears is frightening, and in reality, they really scare the Japanese people around so much that they start to nod and bow.
Hojo Kyosuke now knows at least six languages, not to mention the Chinese and Japanese he already knows. Chinese is something he brought from his previous life, and Japanese is something he learned in this life.
It must be said that learning Japanese in a full Japanese environment is really easy. When normal children were learning to speak, Hojo Kyosuke had already mastered Japanese completely, and it was natural that he enjoyed the treatment of being called "Dad" by his biological father for a long time.
As early as elementary school, I planned to choose Chinese in foreign language exams to avoid English, which I was weak at. But after the plug-in arrived, English, German, Korean, Russian... as long as I was interested, I could learn them in a few weeks.
How many languages he masters depends entirely on his mood. Talent is no longer a shackle.
At this moment, he seamlessly switched between Japanese and English to greet the people around him. The Japanese that was different from that of other Japanese people surprised the leaders of several American teams even more.
Even e-sports can hire translators for foreign players, not to mention the wealthy professional baseball. For players like Hojo Kyosuke, the boss would hire someone to help him take off his shoes when entering the store in order to win him over.
Walking on the street, local team managers in Japan exaggerated how shocked their players were after watching the video of Hojo Kyosuke's game, while people in America emphasized the popularity on the Internet, telling how much their people were eager for Hojo Kyosuke to bring his talent to the promised land of God.
Hojo Kyosuke said thank you with a smile, without revealing any inclination.
When we arrived at the baseball field, we saw several white tents set up under the stands, with several high-end-looking instruments placed inside. Next to the baseball field were speed guns and cameras, including quite a few high-speed cameras, surrounding the diamond field from all directions.
When they arrived at the place, the team leaders stood together and began to formally introduce themselves.
New York Yankees, Los Angeles Dodgers, San Francisco Giants, Boston Red Sox…
Hokkaido Ham Fighters, Tokyo Swallows Yakult, Hanshin Tigers, Chunichi Dragons…
These teams include powerful teams that dominate the field in their respective leagues, as well as weak teams that are lingering at the bottom. What they have in common is that they are all full of desire for Hojo Kyosuke.
The strong teams want to become stronger and at the same time cut off the hope of the teams behind them to rise. The weak teams hope that Hojo Kyosuke will grant the team a miracle and lead everyone to get rich together.
The person in charge of the team is at least a manager, and most of them come directly as a manager or coach. After all, when it comes to recruiting players, the coach is more persuasive.
After everyone introduced themselves, there was no more nonsense. Now was not the time to bid, and they had to "display the goods" first.
There were three points in this process that surprised Hojo Kyosuke.
First, why are there three big companies mixed in with a bunch of professional sports teams?
He even took another look at the business card in his hand, "JR East", "Toshiba", "Toyota Motors", to confirm that the other party was from JR East, Toyota Motor and Toshiba Group.
Why are the social teams joining in the fun?
It's not that he looks down on the social team. In fact, the level of the players in the social team is not low. To sum it up in one sentence, they are "half a step into the professional realm"!
As long as amateur players improve themselves and become stronger, they can enter the professional arena. If professional players decline due to injuries or other reasons, they can work as amateur players in large companies and retire.
In addition, the social teams also have special competitions, such as the city competition and the social baseball player rights conference at the end of the year, which are also quite popular.
After all, those who can run baseball teams are basically Japanese big companies. For any game, even if no tickets are sold to the public, the staff of both teams alone can fill a stadium with 50,000 to 60,000 people, which is quite terrifying.
But the problem is that the players of these big corporate teams are all regular employees of the company. They go to work normally, do some easy and simple basic work, work half a day and train half a day. In other words, they get the salary of ordinary employees and cannot compare with professional players at all.
This alone meant they were eliminated before the game and had no chance of competing with a professional baseball team.
Although he was surprised, Hojo Kyosuke still took the business card with both hands with a friendly smile and said a few words of greeting.
The second is that it is understandable that the social team came to Hojo Kyosuke, after all, who made him so outstanding. Even if they know that this is a fruitless pursuit, mortals can't help but want to desire his brilliance.
But…what the hell is a football team?
The rugby was really a bit outrageous. Hojo Kyosuke even turned the business card around a bit rudely and looked at it for several seconds before finally making sure that he was not wrong.
Hey, even though my Sakura is not as good as just giving everyone a baseball bat and starting a fight, I'm not going to really play football.
Do you think this kind of barbaric sport is suitable for my image? We are not the same kind of people!
The manager of the rugby team across from him saw Hojo Kyosuke's confusion and explained with a smile:
"We watched Mr. Hojo's game videos, and your sprint speed is at the world's top level. In addition, we also learned that you are an extraordinary martial artist. After discussion, we believe that your physical fitness must be very strong, so..."
Translated it means: We have studied and found that you, Hojo Kyosuke, are good at fighting and running, so you should come and play real manly games with us.
Thank you, that’s not necessary!
Hojo Kyosuke smiled politely and reservedly.
The third surprising thing is...
"Uncle Miyamizu? Why are you here too? You should be at work today, right?"
Hojo Kyosuke looked at the middle-aged man hiding in the crowd with confusion. Miyamizu Toshiki, who was wearing a gray suit, was squeezed in a crowd of people, trying his best to reduce his presence.
Seeing that he was discovered, Miyamizu Toshiki stepped forward and snorted coldly, saying:
"I’m off duty!"
The old father raised his head slightly and didn't look people in the eye.
Do I have to tell you that I'm leaving work early because I'm worried that you can't handle these cunning Americans? What's your identity is my identity!
"..."
Hojo Kyosuke rolled his eyes in his heart, and with his hands in his trouser pockets he blindly typed a message to the miko, describing in detail how tsundere a certain old man was.
After greeting them with a smile and a bow, he pulled over his friend Goto Oosaka who was hiding at the edge and asked them to take good care of his father-in-law.
It is worth mentioning that his friends in the literary world were not limited to these two good friends. There were also Misaki Megura and Wancheng Yaji from Kyoto, the literature professor Futami Jiraiya whom he met when he was applying for the award, and the friend from his hometown who wrote Sese novels, all gathered at Sobu High School under the banner of exchanging literature.
No wonder they were like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden. It was really a scene where the world's top baseball teams gathered together to compete for players. Most people had no chance to see it. On weekdays, they could only watch the draft on TV, but now the person being fought over was their friend.
Even if they were not there to watch the fun, they also wanted to see if there was any way they could help. After all, no matter how great Hojo Kyosuke's achievements were, no matter how much they treated him as an equal, they could not ignore the fact that he was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and still the "future of the world."
After the formal acquaintance, Hojo Kyosuke took a quick look and saw that Ryota Tsuchiya and other members of the baseball team were already waiting there, so he walked towards the lounge without saying anything else to change his clothes.
Today's process is very simple. It is to let these "buyers" carefully inspect the goods, see what the "miracle of the world" is, and then start bidding.
When he walked into the lounge, a group of people suddenly squeezed in from behind. Fortunately, after the game with Komatsukawa, they replaced the door with a sturdy iron door, otherwise the door would have been squeezed off again.
A group of people from America came over and respectfully asked Hojo Kyosuke if they could cooperate in measuring the data.
Someone agreed to it without hesitation. It was profitable, not bad at all. He must make it clear to everyone.
Then several young ladies in white nurse uniforms took over and hurriedly stripped off his clothes. They gently wiped his body a few times with a wet towel, and finally put some small things on his chest, arms and legs.
After everything was over, the coaches and managers still asked if I felt uncomfortable and whether it would affect my performance.
Hojo Kyosuke didn't know what they did, but it didn't matter anyway, so he smiled and told them:
"Even if I carry another 200-pound person on my back, it won't affect my ability to kill the game."
The white people burst into laughter and praised him again.
Outside the crowd, Miyamizu Toshiki curled his lips wildly, thinking that this kid was just too much, he didn't forget to act cool even when there were no girls around.
After putting on their baseball uniforms, a group of people returned to the baseball field, and the formal test began next.
Three simple events: pitching, batting, and base running
There are countless rules in baseball, but it all comes down to these three things.
The first thing was pitching. The "flaming ball" with a speed of 180 kilometers per hour shocked the world. The big names at the top of the baseball world couldn't wait to see it.
Fujikawa Masashi, who had put on his catcher's gear, was about to squat at the catcher's position when he was stopped by a foreigner, who then spoke a bunch of English. He couldn't understand, and the Japanese's English was even more like dumb English.
Tsuchiya Ryota, who was the best student, came over but didn't understand anything. Just as the translator was about to speak, Kisaki Tetsuta spoke up:
"He said in order to get more accurate test results, they brought in professional baseball players."
As he spoke, he pointed his chin to the side:
"Hey, didn't you guys realize that those guys wearing New York Yankees and Los Angeles Dodgers uniforms are all famous players. I didn't expect them to be brought here directly. They are really aware."
In fact, in addition to those wearing suits, there were also many people wearing colorful uniforms. But just as white people are face-blind to yellow people, yellow people are also face-blind to white people. Unless they are as handsome as Hojo Kyousuke and Keanu Reeves, it is difficult to remember them.
Remember it today, but forget it as soon as you wake up tomorrow. You will randomly grab someone on the street and think he is a friend you met yesterday. They are both equally fat anyway, and there is a high probability that they have the same name, such as John or Tom.
There are also many professional players from Japan, especially the Yakult Swallows and Yomiuri Giants, whose base is in Tokyo. Almost the entire team is out, to show their importance to Hojo Kyosuke, and to allow these geniuses to see with their own eyes and weigh Hojo Kyosuke's weight...if they have the ability.
Because of this, even though it was already time to go home from school, there were still a large number of students gathering at the baseball field. If they were not of good character, they would have rushed over screaming to ask for autographs and photos.
There were not many people from the America team, but they basically brought the team's ace pitcher and catcher. Just these two people would be able to test Hojo Kyosuke's pitching and batting abilities.
Fujikawa Masashi and Tsuchiya Ryota looked in the direction where Kisaki pointed, and sure enough, there were several people wearing catcher's gear standing in a line in the batter's box, chattering about something, probably discussing who should catch the first ball.
These people were arguing quite loudly, and I could hear Xisaki explaining in English that they all wanted to be the first to see Hojo Kyosuke's "One Hundred and Eighty Flame Balls".
Indeed, for a professional baseball player, no one can resist this temptation.
Looking at those tall and strong professional players arguing over who would be the first to receive the ball from Hojo, Fujikawa Masashi lowered his head in frustration.
I... am still too weak. Only those top players can bring out all of Hojo-kun's strength...
Inferiority, guilt, loss...
Endless negative emotions surged into Fujikawa Masashi's heart like waves, almost suffocating him.
Ryota Tsuchiya noticed this and opened his mouth to comfort her, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Tetsuta Kisaki who was standing beside him sneered and said sarcastically:
"Before looking at yourself, why not look at others? Haven't you watched the interview with Keihito Matsuo in Komatsukawa?"
"Ok?"
Fujikawa Masashi and Tsuchiya Ryota were slightly stunned.
"Round it off! Whether you are weaklings in the high school baseball world or the top players who dominate the professional league, you are all just strikeouts in front of Hojo!"
Tetsuta Kisaki sneered with a cold smile on his face, his voice was cold:
"Whether it's them or you, you are all pitifully weak in front of Hojo."
"So, don't have to feel any psychological burden. Just stand up straight, accept your own weakness, and sing praises to Hojo's strength!"
The Yomiuri Giants didn't know that they had already lost the ticket auction because of the soft girl's words. At this moment, all the famous stars gathered together and stood on the sidelines, all with serious faces and folded arms. (End of this chapter)