"Smack!"

"Out!"

Chris is like this, inexplicably out.

In the rest area of the veteran team, the players' complaints are endless.

"This stinky boy, his luck is too good."

The ball just now, if it lands, Chris has a high probability of running directly to second base.

That's a second-base hit.

But because of the opponent's second baseman, he made up for it in time and ran out to catch the ball. A good second base hit, and it just flew.

Of course, the friends are very uncomfortable.

But no matter how uncomfortable they are, they have to accept the result in front of them.

Two outs, no one on base.

"Relying on lackey-style luck, it is impossible to continue to be rampant. Sooner or later he will be taught a lesson..."

"Zengzi, it's up to you!"

The next hitter to come on the field is the former First Army's selection of third baseman, Zeng Zitou.

Just before, Zengzi's striking strength was obvious to everyone. So far, he has scored three hits and four points.

Compared with Zhang Han, it is not much worse.

Of course, the friends are looking forward to Masuko's performance.

On the other side, after Chris returned to the rest area, the friends sent their most sincere greetings.

"Don't mind, he's so lucky!"

"Well played!!"

For the third-year players in the second army, Chris is no stranger to them. Especially as they all know, Chris's injury is just right.

It's hard to have such a swing.

Chris was better at baseball than any of them, and they didn't need to say anything at all, Chris knew it all in his heart.

At this time, they just need to honestly send blessings and encouragement.

The smile on Chris's face was a little reluctant, and he waited until he returned to the rest area, and the doubt in his eyes did not dissipate.

"Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Han took the initiative to come up, looked at Chris seriously, and asked.

"The most standard authentic straight ball, the ball speed is about 130 kilometers, will you miss?"

Chris didn't answer Zhang Han's question directly, but asked rhetorically.

Hearing Chris's rhetorical question, Zhang Han nodded slightly, he understood.

The ball speed is about 130 kilometers, which is just enough to reach the passing line in the giants, and the distance is fast, but it is still far away.

If such a ball is straight in the middle, even if the Qingdao hitter can't fly off the court every time, there is no problem in winning the hit.

Of course, Zhang Han will not miss!

If you give him a chance to play this kind of ball, he can play 100 per cent.

It's the same with Chris, even though he has gone through eight months of recovery training, the original foundation is still there, and now he is at least 90% of the level he was at that time, if not as strong as he was at his peak.

Even Chris, who is only eighty percent strong, will not miss such a straight ball in the middle.

But he just missed! Although others can't see it, he knows it himself. The ball just hit high, and the arc shouldn't be that big.

This is very valuable for research.

Either the guy standing on the pitcher's mound right now is really as lucky as everyone says.

Either that, or there's something else weird in his pitching.

"It's worthy of Senior Chris, and I really let you see it."

Zhang Han glanced at Chris in admiration.

"You know?"

Chris asked, confused.

"Last year, I was the one who was in charge of reception. He not only fought against Senior Dong, but also fought with me. ”

Chris didn't even know anything about this. The doubts in his eyes became thicker and thicker: "What is the result? ”

"It's a draw..."

Zhang Han said reservedly.

Chris was secretly relieved. He is very familiar with Zhang Han, and what Zhang Han means when he says this is that he won the duel.

However, the boy named Sawamura also showed his pitching strength that impressed Zhang Han.

At the very least, Zhang Han didn't play smoothly.

"What is the ball?"

"Let me tell you, or do you observe for yourself. My advice is that you might as well take a second look, and you might be pleasantly surprised. ”

Inexplicably, Zhang Han felt that Sawamura and Chris might have some kind of fateful fate.

Chris agreed to Zhang Han's suggestion with kindness.

His eyes didn't blink, staring at the duel between Sawamura and Masuko Toru on the field.

In the ranks of the First Army, Kuramori's face was full of smiles that were lively and not idle.

"What about the duel in the same dormitory, Senior Zengzi, Ozawa Village, you all have to work hard!"

It's a nice feeling to stand in the queue of the first army and watch the others sweat to enter the first army.

The only regret is that Zhang Han is also standing in the team of old students. At this moment, Kuramochi is reminded that it is not just non-first-team players who are playing for the veteran team now.

There is also the core and main force of the first army.

While a few people were talking, the showdown on the field began.

Even with Chris's previous experience, Masuko was still in the middle when she saw the baseball flying.

Like Chris, he didn't hesitate to swing the bat out of his hand.

"Ping!"

The powerful force drove the baseball, and the ball that was hit flew a full sixty or seventy meters before it fell to the ground, rebounded and was caught by the outfielder.

Hit the ball into the outfield, which can be said to be a very good play.

But Masuko still didn't feel happy.

He felt that his strength was not exerted, and the baseball he played was a little off.

And the landing point is not good, so that he has no way to continue to rush forward, so he can only stay at first base honestly.

If he wanted to go to second base, he risked being touched, and Masuko had no choice but to stop.

Two outs, one base.

Immediately afterwards, Miyauchi, who came on the court, hit a flat fly ball in front of third base.

The baseball was taken into his glove by Kanemaru firmly.

"Smack!"

"Out!"

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

When the game was over, everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

This is really a very magical game, starting from the beginning of the valley Xiao, the freshmen seem to be hanging.

They lost seven points in the first game, five in the second, and even in the third game, which was a good performance, the freshmen also lost four points.

With their garrison, they can compete with the line of the Qingdao High School baseball team, even if it is a line composed of players from the first and second armies.

It's also unrealistic!

So of course, they dropped points in every game, and a lot of them.

But when it came to the fourth game, people seemed to be hanging, and they didn't lose a single point.

You said that Zhang Han was arrogant and unwilling to take advantage of the new students, so he took the initiative to get out.

The three first-team hitters who came on the court after that kept scoring hits like scoring machines before that.

This time it's also dumb fire!

If they don't play well, it's fine, in fact, all three hitters played well, the ball was hit, and the landing point was okay.

But it was so inexplicably caught and blocked.

"Hell yes!"

"This guy's luck is too good, isn't it?"

Until now, some people still think that Sawamura's exit is mainly due to his good luck.

In the fourth game, neither side scored, and the score remained at 6:1.

And just like that, the game came to the fifth inning.

Chris replaces the palace as the catcher. Miyauchi ran to the outfield to take Chris's place.

According to the original plan of the old team, after the substitution, they should let Miyauchi go directly off the field.

But now, the arrogant newcomer has not yet learned a lesson.

They can't just give up no matter what.

Gotta beat this guy up!

It is precisely because of this consideration that they did not let Miyauchi, who was not weak in blows, end.

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