Next, everyone was shocked when they saw the operation of the catcher Yi Xingyu.

He stood there and continued to recommend Wu Siliang, the first hitter of Capital No. 1 Middle School.

"Wait"

"Wait"

The whole room was filled with boos.

"Garbage pitcher, get home!"

"It's so embarrassing. I dare to bully the pitcher who has no impact."

To be honest, Shu Yuhao, a pitcher at Capital No. 1 Middle School, was not very happy.

After being struck out by Yi Cheng, he sat on the bench and shivered with anger.

Now that the audience said this, he felt a sense of anger burning from his stomach.

Although Yi Cheng was ridiculed by everyone for not daring to face the beating head-on, he still didn't care.

It seemed as if mosquitoes were buzzing around.

Yi Cheng finished shooting four bad goals.

Wu Siliang was taken to first base.

The eight rods that had already stood on first base naturally moved forward to second base.

Not only the audience was depressed, but also the beater Wu Siliang was depressed.

He was not happy at all when he was taken.

He originally wanted to beat Yi Cheng up and humiliate him severely, making him regret the humiliation of Shu Yuhao just now.

Now this right seems to be able to be transferred to the next stick.

Fan Fan, the second-guess player at Capital Middle School, has a fast pace and is good at short-shot shooting. He ranks second in the autumn competition.

Yi Cheng still remembers what Ran Bingqing said before.

It was at this time, when everyone was confused, confused, and numb

Someone in the stands suddenly screamed like an enlightenment.

"Damn, this pitcher is really calculating!"

"Huh? Why?" others asked one after another.

"Think about it, it is actually right to recommend Wu Siliang because his footwork is too fast." The man said.

"I'm going to be recommended soon? Is it the opposite?"

"However, Wu Siliang has a fast footprint, so it is not easy to play, because in front of him, there is a player with a slow footprint standing on the second base."

"Damn it"

After his reminder, everyone suddenly realized.

Because running bases are in a linear order from home base to first base to second base to third base and then back to home base.

Now that Wu Siliang is in first base, he wants to run to second base, so he naturally needs the players at second base to leave.

However, the second base player does not have a fast pace, so even if Wu Siliang is a supercar, it is equivalent to being blocked behind a large truck and cannot play the speed advantage at all.

"If you look at it like this, Mom, has this pitcher named Yicheng calculated this step?!"

"It's a bit scary. I've got goosebumps when you say it."

Ran Bingqing also thought of this level. The eight sticks that were recommended to Capital No. 1 Middle School before was equivalent to setting up an obstacle in front of Wu Siliang.

His speed advantage cannot be used, and there is no big threat to get on the base.

Next, it depends on whether Yi Cheng can suppress the beating man behind him.

However, Yi Cheng's next operation shocked everyone again

He continued to take Fan Fan.

"Damn it!! Are you getting it wrong?!"

"Trump pitcher!"

"Rubbish!"

"Wait"

Seeing this, the audience who had praised Yi Cheng for his good calculating before had a little pain in his face.

Continuing to recommend Fan Fan seems to be a very unreasonable and brainless operation

In this way, the eighth baseball player from Capital No. 1 Middle School advanced to third base, Wu Siliang advanced to second base, and Fan Fan was led to first base.

Now it has become a full state.

Who dares to play?

In this case, you will lose 2 points if you get hit on the field and 4 points if you get a home run.

"Sure enough, this garbage pitcher only dares to pinch soft persimmons."

Once again, the audience called it a soft persimmon, Shu Yuhao, the head pitcher at Capital No. 1 Middle School, was so angry that his face turned pale.

"But the next one is full of strong sticks, now it's full of stuff, and there are no soft persimmons anymore. What should I do if I see this garbage."

Yi Cheng smiled lightly, saying that it doesn't matter if you don't care about these negative comments.

Next is the highlight of today.

Yi Cheng took a deep breath and looked at the hitter who was on the field

Tang Yong, the strong hitter of Capital No. 1 Middle School.

This guy is extremely tall and swung a bat to the fullest after he came on the court.

It's the type that either don't get hit by him, and if you get hit, you will become a heavy artillery.

Tang Yong held the bat in front of his chest, his eyes showing fierce light.

A hideous face looked a little scary.

Fortunately, Yi Cheng has also seen the world.

He has also fought against many professional baseball hitters, and people like Tang Yong are nothing.

Yi Cheng smiled slightly, held the baseball with both hands, raised his legs, waved his arms

White light shot straight out of your hand.

Tang Yong took a step outward, and his eyes were full of evil light.

He held the bat with both hands and swung a powerful blow from the outside to the inside.

In a white background plate.

Tang Yong's tall body was exaggerated into a black shadow.

The bat passed by the white ball.

boom!

Baseball got into Yi Xingyu's gloves.

"nice shot!!!"

"Grass!!"

Tang Yong cursed angrily, raised his bat and came between his legs.

With a click, the bat broke into two pieces.

Yi Cheng looked at him with some amusement.

This guy looks pretty cute when he gets angry.

Tang Yong changed a bat and the game continued.

"nice shot!!"

Yi Cheng threw a speed ball with a large downspin.

"Grass!"

Tang Yong let out a roar.

"Come again!"

Except for Shu Yuhao, no one has ever made him so uncomfortable.

"Good ball!! The hitter is out!!"

On the third ball, Yi Cheng's speed of the speed shot suddenly slowed down by at least 10 kilometers before entering the home plate.

Tang Yong didn't make a break in one breath. When he left his feet, the bat waved his hand directly.
To be continued...