A baseball field exclusively for the Seido High School baseball team, Field B.

Zhang Han stood on the pitcher's mound, his heart pounding.

The game has been played so far, and the scores of new and old students have been completely opened. The score on the field is 10:3, and if there is no major accident, the freshman is equivalent to saying that he has no chance at all.

That said, the outcome of the game was already sealed.

Although it is said that the result of the game is already difficult to change. But Zhang Han's enterprising spirit is far from over.

The assessment of the freshman team as a whole has ended.

But Zhang Han's own assessment has just begun.

What kind of strength can he show on the pitcher's mound? After entering the first army, is there a chance to climb the pitcher's mound?

All this depends on the results of his next games.

"Another strong contender for the trump card!"

Not only Zhang Han understands, but the alumni who visited the competition are also clear in their hearts.

The next test is likely to determine Zhang Han's future.

"I'll admit this guy hit pretty good! Even compared with the main players of the team, it is not inferior. But if you want to talk about his pitching, I'm afraid not. ”

Matsukata's less batter as a substitute pitcher.

This head may be of some use in an ordinary school. In a place like the Qingdao High School baseball team, you don't want to be a substitute player for the giants, you are the trump card of the giants and the leagues, and after entering Qingdao High School, the effect will not be as good as you think.

As a senior supporter of the Seido High School baseball team, an old alumnus of the school.

Where they live and where they work, it's not far from the school.

Such an old alumnus even knows the team better than many of the team's supervisors and players.

Before, they didn't know how many times they had seen it.

Those ace players who were in high school were immediately revealed as soon as they entered the Seido High School baseball team.

Even the ace pitcher was not immune. Not to mention a backup pitcher like Zhang Han.

And this guy was quite unlucky, he ran into Chris in the first place.

It was a first-year year, and he was promoted to the ruthless role of the team's main catcher.

The people around him all had a look of good show. Although Zhang Han and these freshmen can show outstanding talent, they are very happy.

But compared to this scenario, they hope that the old students can teach the new students a lesson.

The Qingdao they support is not something that a group of freshmen can challenge.

Chris in the strike zone, the striking pose is very ordinary.

Very normal grip and stance.

But it is such a posture, but with infinite deterrent power.

Zhang Han forcibly suppressed this uncomfortable feeling, raised his leg high, and then fell down heavily.

Counting up, it has been more than two months since the school holiday.

It was the first time for Zhang Han to stand on the pitcher's mound and throw the ball.

To be honest, it's pretty fresh.

While enjoying this feeling, Zhang Han gathered all his strength on his throwing arm and swung it out.

His index and middle fingers hooked the baseball hard, adding more spins to the baseball.

"Whoosh..."

The baseball detached from Zhang Han's fingers and came to Chris in the blink of an eye.

"The ball is fast!"

"That guy can blast Xiuze's ball out of a home run, and this bit of ball speed is a matter of course."

The alumni who were watching were surprised, but not shocked.

Chris also looked a little surprised, and instead of swinging his bat in the face of the first ball, he calmly put the ball away.

"Smack!"

The baseball slammed into Hiroshi Ono's glove with a loud reverberation.

Zhang Han on the pitcher's hill was overjoyed.

Really.

The increased power not only increases his striking power, but also increases the speed and power of his pitches.

With such a comfortable pitching feeling, Zhang Han is still the first time.

With this kind of pitching, it's not impossible to solve Chris.

"Good shot!"

Ono said, passing the ball back to Zhang Han.

In the blind corner that people can't see, he squeezed his hand a few times in a row.

The position of the tiger's mouth is faintly painful.

I don't know what Zhang Han has eaten at home in the past few months? The power of pitching has increased so much!

If it weren't for them working together for more than a year, Ono probably wouldn't have been able to catch this ball steadily.

After the baseball got into the glove, it was still scurrying around.

"I'll just say, the team's ace pitcher, there is another competitor!"

The alumnus who said this at the beginning said it excitedly to the people around him.

Although they watched the old team being so embarrassed by the newcomers, they didn't feel good in their hearts.

But in the position of the team's pitcher, there can be such a strong competitor as Zhang Han.

That's definitely a good thing for the Seongdo High School baseball team, and it's a great thing.

In the next game, whether they use pitcher wheel battles, or enhance the sense of competition within the team.

It will greatly improve the level of the team's pitching team.

Thinking about the long term, with the addition of Zhang Han, Qingdao's summer competition has at least one or two more chances of winning.

Originally, they were eager for the unattainable championship and the Koshien tournament spot.

It's no longer an unattainable dream.

People are excited, and so is Chris. As the team's main catcher, he certainly hopes that the team's catchers will have fresh blood to join.

Although he was happy, Chris didn't intend to show mercy.

In terms of performance, this year's freshmen have performed well enough in this orientation competition.

They have already proven themselves!

On the contrary, on the side of the veteran team, the situation is getting more and more serious.

A total of 5 people retired from the first army substitute and participated in the orientation game.

Who to choose to fill the first army? It's hard to know for sure.

Now that the first-year students are doing well, there are at least two of them, and if nothing else, they should be directly promoted to the first army.

Then the number of places left for them in the second and third grades is very limited.

As a contemporary, Chris certainly hopes that a few more teammates will be selected for the first team.

For his own good, it can also be considered for the sake of his former companions.

Chris doesn't plan to keep any money for his subordinates, he has to give it his all.

Just when Chris made up his mind, Zhang Han's second ball was thrown.

"This rhythm is going crazy..."

The melon-eating crowd watching the game was surprised one by one. They had envisioned a lot of situations before, and in general, Zhang Han should have a difficult time facing Chris.

But from Zhang Han's performance, you can't see it at all.

Baseball is fast, and although it hasn't actually been measured, Chris can generally tell.

The ball speed should be close to 140 km/h! It may even be exceeded.

As a newcomer, it's an absolute super fast ball. Even if you include all the players in high school, this ball speed is very high.

But this goal is not beyond Chris's bearing!

"Ping..."

"Smack..."

"Out!!"

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