"Good shot!"

"Good shot!!"

"Good Ball !!"

"Strikeout!!"

"Strikeout!!

"Strikeouts !!!"

Despite throwing a full four bad balls in the middle, Zhang Han still went very smoothly and solved the first three sticks of Qingquan Temple. And he was merciless, striking all three of them.

For a while, the entire court was full of voices cheering for Zhang Han.

Thousands of fans shouted out the momentum of tens of thousands of people. Among them, the dozen or so female fans are absolutely indispensable, and each of their voices can stand up to dozens of people.

In the rest area of Qingquan Temple, the momentum of the players is very low.

I didn't expect Zhang Han, who pitched, to be so difficult to deal with.

"Smack, smack!"

Someone slapped his palm twice, attracting the attention of all the contestants in Qingquan Temple to him.

"Well, offense wasn't our strong suit. Don't worry about it. As long as you can score points before the end of the game. Changing the mood, it's our turn to be on the pitch. Let the elites of those wealthy families take a good look at the ambition of our Qingquan Temple. ”

Xihe took the initiative to stand up and attracted the attention of all his friends.

The moment I saw Xihe, Qingquan Temple, which was originally low in morale, seemed to have suddenly come back to life.

These guys are depressed and resurrected quickly.

As Xihe said, offense is not their strong point, let alone the opponent is still a giant.

If you want to easily take points from the opponent, it is basically an impossible task.

In this case, they might as well be pragmatic and do a good job of the tasks they can do at the moment.

The attacking Qingquan Temple, the real strength is also scum. Zhang Han relied on a fast ball of 140 kilometers to make them scratch their heads.

However, the Qingquan Temple at the time of the garrison gave people a completely different feeling.

It's like a new group of people, and they look alive.

"In the previous three round-robin games, the opponent also conceded a total of one point. Their offensive strength may not be very strong, but in terms of defense, they must be very good. ”

Superintendent Kataoka said to the players who were about to play.

"Today's game, for most of you, is the first official game you play in the jersey of the Qingdao High School baseball team."

"Think about your usual training, think about the sweat and tears you put in, don't embarrass the team, and don't leave regrets for yourself. Go ahead! ”

Kataoka didn't give instructions for specific tasks, he just mentioned the strength of the other party, and then mentioned how hard everyone's training was.

Next, he let the hitters on the court play freely.

If you want to give specific instructions, the most you can do is say, "Don't let down your practice." ”

What the hell is this?

Zhang Han was a little confused.

Judging by the expressions of the other partners, they all seemed to have understood and understood the intention of the overseer.

Zhang Han doubted his IQ for a moment. Is it that he plays baseball so much that his brain is full of muscles.

Otherwise, with his IQ of more than 130 years, he won't be unable to understand people, right?

But soon, he found out that Kuramochi didn't really understand, they just pretended to understand.

I'll go, this operation, Zhang Han can only shout 666.

Although the players didn't really understand what Kataoka said. But that doesn't mean that those words didn't affect them.

Under the dim street lamps, under the bridge where no one could be seen, how long did they swing their bats, and how much effort they had to go through to have a chance to get to this point.

Now that they can represent the team in the competition, how can they shame the team and make themselves regretful?

In the second half of the first inning, the Qingdao High School baseball team attacked.

The first to stand in the strike zone was Yoichi Kuramochi, who successfully squeezed out Zhang Han and served as a guerrilla.

Last night, Kuramochi thought about it all night, what kind of handsome look should he put on when he hit today?

Later, after thinking about it carefully, he reluctantly gave up this tempting idea. This is not his hometown, and Superintendent Kataoka is not a coach in his hometown.

If he makes an out-of-the-ordinary move, maybe the overseer will let him get out of the army. The position of the guerrilla of the Qingdao High School baseball team is not a must, and there are still people staring at him, but he is still honest.

Kuramochi stood on the left.

West River on the pitcher's mound, his brow furrowed.

Left hit?

This player was not a former main member of the Seido High School baseball team. He was a first-year, but served as a shortstop......

Xihe reluctantly discovered a truth.

The heritage of wealthy families is much stronger than that of grassroots schools like theirs.

The third-year players have just retired, and these players who have just been promoted are themselves players with their own styles.

Just like the one in front of him, his position, his posture, all show that he is a player with his own style.

A player like this must have thought about what he was going to do before he even played.

And he, he doesn't know anything about such a powerful player now......

In this case, let's test the ball first.

Having made up his mind, Xihe pulled out of the frame and threw the ball.

Kuramochi in the strike zone, but in his mind, he recalled Inspector Kataoka's analysis yesterday.

"Xihe's pitching, although not fast, is very characteristic in itself. If you hit normally, it is very likely that you will fall into the trap that the opponent has designed for you in advance. ”

This opponent, although it looks weak, is quite difficult.

It shouldn't be so easy to get rid of him.

Seeing the baseball fly over, although Kuramochi couldn't see any mystery in the ball, he still believed in Kataoka's judgment.

Kuramochi suddenly changed his short play, and the speed of Xihe's ball was about 120 kilometers.

Such a ball, hold 100% certainty, give it a touch.

"Ping!"

The little white ball was touched and rolled out.

"Don't look down on people!"

When the warehouse was changed to a short fight, in fact, Xihe had already seen through it. So after pitching, he ran straight ahead, and the baseball happened to be aimed at him.

"It's so unfortunate to be ......"

An audience member just wanted to sigh, but his sigh stopped abruptly before it ended.

What did he see?

It was like a blue-blue whirlwind, which blew over a distance of more than 20 meters in an instant.

The pitcher's front of the rolling earth, Xihe was not able to block the position.

By the time he passed the ball, Kuramochi had already run past first base.

"Safety!"

No one is out, there is someone on first base.

Kuramochi completely relied on his own speed and forced himself to get on the base.

This is a huge shock for the players of both teams.

……