Just look down on my blow?

Shu Yuhao thought to himself, although I am a pitcher, I am not a soft persimmon that I can pinch casually.

He is in Capital No. 1 Middle School, and his attack level is also considered to be mid-level, which is different from those garbage pitchers.

The third ball.

Yi Cheng stuffed a straight ball in the inner angle with a speed of up to 152 per hour, and cut into the catcher's gloves almost against Shu Yuhao's chest.

Shu Yuhao instinctively took a step back and was frightened.

Is this guy too brave?

If the difference is slight, it will be a touch ball.

"nice shot!!"

With the referee's announcement, cheers rang out in the rest area of ​​Mingfeng Middle School.

The few goals Yi Cheng strikes out Shu Yuhao just now are more satisfying than their home runs.

It's simply amazing.

In this depressing game, Yi Cheng's courageous pitching and Shu Yuhao's frightened expression brought everyone joy.

Yi Xingyu stood there in a daze, looking around.

For some reason, after Yi Cheng made these few goals just now, the atmosphere on the whole court changed.

He smelled a little breath.

It is the wind of reversal.

This is what Yi Cheng originally planned

First, by humiliating Shu Yuhao, let everyone vent the depression he had suppressed before.

Yi Xingyu stared at Yi Cheng in a daze, and suddenly felt a little sudden.

This guy

Did you really start learning to play baseball in your first year of high school?

A team, with a total of 9 hitters, takes the defenders as the second round.

Shu Yuhao, who was struck down just now, is the ninth club of the team.

After he finishes, the next hitter will start with the first bat.

That is, the little cheetah Wu Siliang.

Before Wu Siliang came on the field, Yi Cheng called another timeout.

Yi Xingyu ran to him happily.

Prepare to listen to Yi Cheng’s next instructions.

"What?!No, right?"

This time, Yi Xingyu was even more shocked.
Chapter completed!