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"Eight bats, third baseman, Higasa-kun. ”

After Ichiro harshly reprimanded Ogawa Tsunematsu on the pitcher's mound and encouraged him in another way, it completely stimulated the idea of not admitting defeat in Ogawa Tsunematsu's heart.

Looking at the back of Ichiro and looking at the players on the field, Ogawa Tsunematsu closed his eyes and hummed softly with his mouth, which made Higasa Shoji in the strike zone slightly stunned, and he couldn't understand what this Chengkong first-grade left throw was thinking, and after his own catcher said something to him, he began to sing?

Could it be that this is some kind of ritual that can't be done, Higasa Shoji thought a little spoofed in his heart.

"Don't care what tactics you have on the other side, just aim for the ball path that is easy to play and shoot, you don't need to hit too hard, as long as you can get through the infield!" Superintendent Kataoka made a triangular movement with both hands on the bench, patted his chest, and then touched the brim of his hat.

Higasa Shoji had a look of understanding in his heart, and he also touched the brim of his hat in response.

The three runners on the field all looked at the pitcher on the hill with incomprehensible eyes, and at the same time, his eyebrows suddenly became fluttering, and he didn't understand what that guy was thinking in his heart.

And the people who were far away on the bench could only see Xiao Chuan Changsong on the pitcher's mound with his mouth closed, but he couldn't understand or hear what the guy was saying, and only Liu Yong showed an inexplicable look on his face.

Speaking of which, your reply to this strength is even more cheating than the kind of memory killing of Yu Jiusen, and as soon as you sing, you can exert up to 200% of your strength, completely suppressing Qingdao's line.

There is absolutely no such simple thing in the world, Liu Yong can only understand that it is a routine, a kind of professional player often appears a unique habit that belongs to the player himself.

Whether it's a problem with your mentality or an abnormal state, it's an act that uses your usual routine and habitual behaviors to tidy up your heart and gradually return to your previous level.

For example, in another anime that Liu Yong watched, a tennis player's routine is to arrange the silk thread of the racket to make himself in excitement, anger, and all kinds of abnormal moods to slowly calm down, which is an unconscious action of the player, a behavior after getting used to it.

Undoubtedly, it is necessary to use a scientific and reasonable perspective to explain that Xiaochuan Changsong in front of him can recover his state by singing, only this explanation is more reasonable, otherwise Liu Yong doesn't believe in that kind of fantasy category.

"No matter if there is something greasy in this, or if this is really a means of self-regulation, after all, I will crush you and let you understand that you are still far from it, whether it is compared with the valley or Rong Chun, dead fat, do a good job of enlightenment." Liu Yong looked coldly at Tsunematsu Ogawa, who had chased Shoji Higasa with two consecutive balls on the pitcher's mound, and his state was gradually recovering, and said secretly in his heart.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Smack"

"Good shot, hitter out!!"

Damn, did you choose the screw ball in the end? This guy's ball is unexpectedly heavy, Higasa Shoji showed a look of unwillingness on his face, but why did the state come back all of a sudden? The ball can also be stabilized in the good ball belt, and some tricky ball paths are even difficult to shoot, and the trajectory of the spiral ball is not only difficult to capture, even if it is barely enough, that ball path, that ball quality, is also unable to really capture the center of the ball.

"Oooooo!!oo

After three escorts, the clean and neat performance of the strikeouts suddenly made the audience's eyes light up and they became interested again.

"After four bad shots in a row, has the first-year pitcher from Chengkong High School finally found his proper form?

"This guy can still shoot well. ”

"Hey, first-grader, pitch well!"

"No, no, this is just the first number of outs, you can't be careless, maybe it's just luck. ”

The audience in the audience all talked about Tsunematsu Ogawa's sudden sharpening performance.

"Very good!" The middle-aged uncle in sunglasses and hats showed an extremely obvious joy on his face after seeing that Ogawa Tsunematsu finally won the first out, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"That's it, Chang Song, as long as you keep this kind of pitching, there are not many people on the court who can hit your ball. The middle-aged uncle thought silently in his heart, "You have to guide him with an offensive mentality anytime and anywhere, Ichiro, don't be afraid of risks, victory is impossible to get without paying a price, and you can get it without taking any risks." ”

"Nine, pitcher, Kawakami-kun. ”

Superintendent Kataoka, who was on the bench, frowned slightly at this time, was it really a coincidence, or was it a manifestation of the pitcher's true strength?

"Inspector Kataoka, I think it's more realistic to actually score points here, and I'm afraid that the pitcher's form has recovered. Hiromitsu Ochiai, who was on the side, seemed to see through the hesitation in Kataoka's heart, and said this lightly on the side.

It was just such a sentence that immediately made Superintendent Kataoka make up his mind.

"Actually get the score, don't force it. Superintendent Kataoka made a slight gesture with a code.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of Miyuki at the third base, and he immediately touched the brim of his hat, and Kenshi Kawakami in the strike area also touched the brim of his hat, took a deep breath, and put on a striking posture.

Ichiro glanced at Kenshi Kawakami next to him, and a look of doubt appeared on his face, which was immediately replaced by a determined look, Chang Song's current state is very good, don't let him realize the runner too much, but cut off his concentration, and leave the runner to me to deal with it myself, so that Chang Song can concentrate on dealing with the beater.

The first ball, throw here, this hitter doesn't have any strength, get his outs, and the initiative of the next situation will return to our hands.

Kogawa Tsunematsu on the pitcher's mound nodded, the flesh on his fat face shook violently when he waved his arms, and his mouth opened and closed loudly, but the exaggerated singing voice made Kawakami Kenshi feel particularly disturbed at that moment.

However, what should be done, Kawakami Kenshi has always kept in mind.

"Huh"

The moment the ball flew out of Tsunematsu Ogawa's fingers, Yukiichi, who was at third base, quickly started running towards home plate.

"Third base runner start!!" Shirata shouted as Narita's face changed, and at the same time, Kenshi Kawakami immediately bent down and assumed a striking pose.

Is that really the case!?A gleam flashed in Ichiro's eyes.

Damn, damn Qingdao, but I'm not going to let you get away with it easily.

"Pong!"

When Kenshi Kawakami hit the ball out.

"Tsunematsu!"

Ichiro immediately yelled, and Miyuki, who was quickly approaching home plate, and Kawakami, who had just run away from home plate and ran towards first base, saw a black shadow in front of him, and a huge black shadow quickly swept over.

Let both Miyuki and Kawakami's hearts can't help but have a trace of irrepressible haze.

At the same time, echoing the black shadow in the bench, Liu Yong's face changed, becoming a little difficult to see, and the worry in his pupils was unobstructed.

Fierce collisions, snatches between points, and the battle has entered the point of heat. (To be continued.) )