Jiang Hao succeeded with one blow, threw off the bat, and ran away.

As fast as lightning.

At this time, the catcher realized and quickly stepped forward to pick up the baseball rolling on the ground and passed it to first base.

Swish...

Jiang Hao slid on the ground and touched the first plate with his right hand.

"Safely get on the base!!!"

The assistant referee raised his hands flat to his chest and pulled them outwards, making a safe posture.

As long as the ball lands and does not pass the ball to the first base before the hitter runs to first base, then the base is successful.

“Wow!!”

A burst of cheers broke out in the stadium.

This is the first time that Guo Beichuan was hit by a straight shot in this game.

Before, either he was walking on the base with four bad balls or he was hit by someone by a change of shot.

"Damn it, that's OK!"

The players of the White Dragon team patted Yi Cheng on the shoulder.

"So sometimes math is better than exercise."

Yi Cheng smiled silently, smiling without saying a word.

After Jiang Hao, the second hitter of the White Dragon team stood in the attack area.

Guo Beichuan adjusted the brim of his hat and silently lowered his head to tidy up the pitcher mound.

It doesn't matter.

It was an accident just now, an accident.

If it weren't for the strike, Jiang Hao wouldn't have touched his ball at all.

You should know that the ball's speed just now was 164.

He took a deep breath and raised his head to face the second hitter.

Guo Beichuan raised his hands high—

At the same time, Jiang Hao from the first base began to run to the second base.

The speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.

Damn it!

Guo Beichuan's eyes were shocked.

He didn't have time to do the complete set of moves, so the baseball threw it at the catcher.

bang!!

Another strike.

The second hitter hit.

Rolling the earth!

“Wow!!!”

The audience cheered.

Grass!

The catcher gritted his teeth and cursed, quickly picked up the ball from the ground, and looked back-

Jiang Hao has run away most of it.

The bulge is a diamond shape:

-2-

3-1

home base

It's such a shape.

Because the second base is the farthest from home base, the longest time it takes to pass from home base to second base.

Passing Second Base can no longer stop him.

The catcher had to shake his arms and throw the ball to first base.

...

Jiang Hao successfully ran to second base.

The player who ran to first base was not fast enough and was intercepted in the middle.

"Sorry, I'm too slow."

The second hitter walked to the rest area with regret on his face.

"It's okay, at least Jiang Hao has already entered the second base, and the scoring is very promising this time." Yi Cheng comforted him.

The teammates also seemed extremely excited.

After a while, someone suddenly called out-

"Not right!"

Shi Kaiyuan, the White Dragon team's catcher, looked at Yi Cheng with complicated eyes, "I just recorded the video. Liu Lei was obviously running very fast, but the opponent only took 1.8 seconds to pass the ball back to first base."

"Damn, yes, why are they so fast?!" The team members also reacted.

According to Yi Cheng's previous statement, it would take at least 3.7 seconds to pass to first base?

"Actually..." Yi Cheng scratched his head, "You must know that the prerequisite for running first base is to hit the ball. That is to say, when running base, you have to reduce the 1.98 seconds that Guo Beichuan did the first move."

"Ah!" Everyone reacted.

"Yi Cheng, you big liar!"

Peng Cong smiled but said nothing.

As a coach, he had actually reacted a long time ago, but he didn't expose Yi Cheng on the spot.

Yi Cheng’s theory just now seems correct, but in fact only part of it is correct.

This does not include running first base from home base.

"But didn't you notice?" Yi Cheng said with a smile, "Whether it was Jiang Hao or Liu Lei, they all hit Guo Beichuan's ball."

"Yes." Everyone looked at each other, a little confused.

"Isn't it because of the higher hit rate?" Catcher Shi Kaiyuan was obviously the smartest in the team, and he raised questions.

"So how do you explain the previous hit rate of 0?" Yi Cheng asked with a smile.

Everyone frowned and didn't say anything.

Yes, coach Peng Cong had arranged the strike tactics long ago before, but it had not taken effect before.

Why does it suddenly work again now?

At the same time, a crisp sound came from the field.

The third hitter Fei Ming succeeded in another hit.

And this time, Jiang Hao rushed to the third base in advance.

Cheers came from the audience.

And this time Fei Ming also successfully reached first base.

...

Yi Cheng turned around and his mouth slightly raised.

"Do you understand?"

"What the hell, why do you understand?" The team members looked at him strangely.

"It's not that the strike tactic is invalid," Yi Cheng smiled, "It's the shadow in your heart that the strike tactic is invalid."

“…”

Everyone's faces darkened.

"You have been teammates with Guo Beichuan for almost a year. He usually trains, and I'm afraid he has been faster than the 170th ball, right?"

"This, this is not. It seems that he is only 168 at the fastest."

"You are such a stunner." Yi Cheng gave the man a blank look, "Am I talking about the ball speed issue? What the hell is talking about is your psychological problem."

"Psychological problems?"
To be continued...