Everyone saw the shock that Yi Xingyu showed just now.

Ran Bingqing's eyes were condensed, thinking

What is this little bastard Yicheng doing?

If Yi Xingyu's exclamation just now was just his shock, which made everyone confused,

The next scene shocked everyone

After Yi Xingyu ran back to the home plate, he did not squat down, but stood there, putting his gloves across the left.

This is a typical walk-in position.

He put his gloves far away from the hitter, so he naturally deviated from the good ball belt.

This is clearly that Yi Cheng made four bad shots, and it was impossible for a hitter to hit such a distance.

Damn, is this guy crazy?

Ran Bingqing was so angry that she stamped her feet.

You are obviously far behind, so you can give me a guide at this time?

However, the game, which was originally extremely boring and boring and without any suspense, was suddenly activated because of Yi Cheng's lead behavior.

The audience and reporters who looked down and played with their mobile phones also looked up, not understanding what was happening on the field for a moment.

"Is that pitcher sick?"

"Yes, the eighth club in Capital No. 1 Middle School is not a forced fight, so why should I recommend him?"

Generally speaking, if you are afraid of confronting a strong fighter, the pitcher may adopt a walk tactic to avoid confronting him in order to prevent you from losing points after being beaten for a long shot.

But that is used when someone is on the base and the other party is really strong.

Now the tower is empty.

This is the first hitter, there is no need to take a guide.

"Does Feng Middle School have given up the competition and have given up the jar?"

"This is the only possibility. Anyway, I've been 10 points behind. If I can't catch it, it's better to do whatever it takes."

"This pitcher is too bad for doing this, right?"

"Damn, I remember, Yi Cheng, I will never watch this person's game in the future, even if it is broadcast on TV!!!"

“Garbage pitcher.”

"Rubbish!"

"Wait"

There was a booing sound on the field.

This is called "boosting" in the crosstalk major.

I feel that people are talking so hard that they are trashed, so I will continue to hit the actors.

But later, it became a kind of interesting interaction by Lao Guo.

But now the audience is obviously dissatisfied with Yi Cheng's behavior of taking the lead and is not interacting with him.

Yi Cheng shot the bad ball expressionlessly, completely ignoring the boos on the field.

Xiao Hei really admires him.

This is impossible without a big heart.

perhaps

This bastard didn't take the game seriously, right?

Four bad balls were finished.

The eighth bat of Capital No. 1 Middle School was taken to first base.

Next, the ninth bat will play.

Yi Cheng narrowed his eyes and thought, you are waiting for.

The ninth club of Capital No. 1 Middle School is their ace pitcher Shu Yuhao.

That is, a man who kept Mingfeng Middle School in this game still scored 0 points.

Shu Yuhao walked into the play area, circled the bat back and forth, and held it firmly in front of his chest.

When he looked at Yi Cheng, he felt unreasonable.

Yi Cheng's mouth raised slightly.

This guy

He looked like a complete villain with a smirk.

But this time Yi Cheng did not plan to take him to the public.

Shu Yuhao frowned, probably understand a little

This guy Yi Cheng definitely did it on purpose.

He is waiting for himself to play.

Because I suppressed it too hard?

Shu Yuhao smiled slightly.

If you want to blame, you blame your line for being too weak.

Yi Cheng's eyes were staring at Shu Yuhao, like two sharp swords.

Humph, who is talking about the weak line?

You trash pitcher, I will let you know how great you are later.

Shu Yuhao looked at Yi Cheng vigilantly, not without worries

If you suppress it too hard, it will lead to malicious revenge on the other party and vent your anger by throwing the touch ball.

Or if you aim directly at his wrist so that he can't continue to pitch later

Yi Cheng smiled and lowered his head to tidy up the pitcher mound under his feet.

"Don't worry, I'm not that dirty," he raised his head and looked at Shu Yuhao with a smile. "If you hurt you, won't you prove that I'm better than you?"

Shu Yuhao was slightly stunned.

Better than me?

Haha, what a big tone.

The two of them didn't talk anymore and the game continued.

Yi Cheng took a deep breath and started to shoot the first shot.

brush

A white light flew out straight and headed straight for the catcher's glove.

Bang!

"nice shot!"

Shu Yuhao stood there in a daze, not showing any good luck.

According to his idea, the first ball might be a test ball, but he didn't expect it to be a straight shot.

And look at the data on the split screen:

150

Although not as good as him.

But the ball speed is already very fast.

good.

Come again.

Shu Yuhao held the bat tightly and stared at Yi Cheng tightly.

In the second goal, Yi Cheng threw a speed change ball.

Shu Yuhao used too much force and swung his eyes in vain.

"nice shot!"

This bastard

Shu Yuhao looked at Yi Cheng with a fire in his eyes.

He clearly came to humiliate himself.

In order to humiliate him, he specially recommended the previous hitter.
To be continued...