"That first-year player, who is sacred? When did there become such an extra player on the Qingdao High School baseball team? ”

"I haven't heard of it......"

"I don't think I'm a well-known player in Tokyo."

"You think you're from Nagano, and you're a baseball student?"

"Giants are different, they can find strong foreign aid at any time."

The fans in the stands had a great impression of Sawamura Eijun who suddenly appeared.

Although Sawamura Eijun was just on the field, they didn't sneer at Sawamura Eijun. After all, with the experience of Gu Xiao, the audience is also afraid of being slapped in the face.

Especially those fans who are surrounded by companions who are with them, they are even less likely to be open-mouthed.

If you let your companions go back to publicize the name of your senior fans, do you want to?

But these fans obviously didn't expect that Sawamura Eijun would have such a good performance.

Faced with a huge crisis of people on first and third base, he actually used only one goal to win a double kill and help the Qingdao High School baseball team successfully survive the crisis.

In this way, the situation that the Qingdao High School baseball team needs to face next is much easier.

"It's okay now..."

Three outs, offense and defense exchanged.

The attack of Mingchuan School Park,That's the end of it.。

And the offense of the Qingdao High School baseball team has just begun.

"Ninth stick?"

In the rest area of the Seido High School baseball team.

Sawamura Eijun looked left and right, "It's our turn to attack, who is the ninth batter?" ”

These seniors are also too unprofessional, and they are distracted when attacking?

What did this make those die-hard supporters in the stands who came to cheer for the Qingdao High School baseball team think?

The team they have always supported is such an unprofessional team.

"What are you doing in a daze, aren't you our ninth stick?"

"Smack!"

Zhang Han patted Sawamura Rongchun's head angrily.

At this time, Zhang Han especially understands Kurachi, and sometimes talks to his junior in a good voice, but the effect is indeed not very good.

It's still a pleasure to do it directly.

"Senior, how can you beat someone in public, this will damage your image."

Sawamura looked at Zhang Han in disbelief.

He, a senior with the title of a male god, has always given people the impression of being very cold, did he suddenly make a move, and his image immediately collapsed?

"What image of me? Even if there is, when I meet a junior like you, I will be cleaned up by you. ”

Zhang Han suddenly felt that his palm was a little itchy.

The slap just now was just a slight touch on the head, and it was not fun at all.

"You can't ...... that"

Sawamura Eijun obediently changed his equipment and went on the field to strike.

"Yang Sunsin, is it? Watch me hit a home run. ”

The little ones in the rest area of the Qingdao High School baseball team have ugly faces one by one.

Home run!

So far in the game, the lineup of the Qingdao High School baseball team has been played in two rounds.

In total, they only had three. Two of them are still from Zhang Han and Yuuki.

The last one is from Jun Izashaki, who likes to play cards out of the ordinary.

Other than that, there are only two four-bad balls.

In the four rounds of the game, the lineup of the Qingdao High School baseball team lasted nearly two rounds.

The Qingdao High School baseball team, which is known as the No. 1 line in the country, has won this point with full play.

Sawamura, a little hairy head who has just stood in the strike zone, usually has a performance in the strike zone that is infinitely close to zero.

How dare he open his teeth!

He even threatened to knock Yang Sunsin's ball out of the court.

Suddenly, many players of the Qingdao High School baseball team subconsciously lowered their heads.

The result of the next duel, they were a little unbearable to watch.

Of course, there are some people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

For example, Zhang Han and Kurachi.

"It's up to you, genius beater!"

Zhang Han gave a thumbs up and put on a look of believing in Sawamura.

Kuramochi was also full of smiles, "There's nothing to be afraid of, just hit the flying ball." ”

Sawamura Eijun is also full of confidence.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Yang Sunsin on the pitcher's hill saw the interaction of the three people throughout the whole process.

can be recognized by Zhang Han, and even Kurachi, who is fast in the first bat, seems to be very supportive of Sawamura.

In addition, Sawamura Eijun, who played before, staged a wonderful drama on the pitcher's mound.

Yang Sunsin was almost naturally disturbed and influenced.

He pondered in his heart, this first-year named Sawamura Eijun not only seems to be very good at pitching, but even the blow is not an ordinary person.

When playing with his partner, Yang Sunsin first tested it with a bad ball.

Outcome......

"It's good to come!"

Sawamura Eijun seemed to have picked up a bargain, and when he saw the flying baseball, he directly swung the bat in his hand.

The ball that was already off the good ball belt, of course, Sawamura Eijun couldn't touch it. The bat and the white baseball staggered, and the distance between the two was more than ten centimeters.

"It turned out to be a ......"

Yang Sunsin's face became extremely exciting.

What a shame!

Although it shows that the results of Sichuan School Park are very average, but Yang Sunsin, who can win a name in Tokyo, is definitely not a simple role.

He is also a well-known star player.

was fooled by a hitter like Sawamura Eijun, and threw an extra bad shot for this.

It's a shame.

For Yang Sunsin, any goal is very important. It's a waste on Sawamura Eijun, it's too much of a loss.

After that, it's pretty simple.

"Good shot!"

"Good shot!!"

"Good Ball !!"

"Strikeout!!

Without any obstacles, Yang Sunsin used three corner kicks to directly triple strike Sawamura Eijun.

was directly struck out, and the other players of the Qingdao High School baseball team were replaced, and it was inevitable that they would be disgraced.

But Sawamura Rongchun has a thicker skin than the city wall.

He was just very annoyed and hit himself on the head with his bat.

"Almost, I just hit the curveball."

In the rest area of the Qingdao High School baseball team, the friends looked at each other.

Quile, did Yang Sunsin use a Quarball just now?

How did they not see.

Yang Sunsin on the pitcher's hill held a mouthful of old blood in his mouth, so he couldn't spit it out.

Almost!

In his eyes before, Sawamura Rongjun, who was quite unfathomable, suddenly became a different image.

"Does this guy understand baseball?"

The distance between the bat and the baseball just now is more than ten or twenty centimeters.

Is it okay to fly badly?

Zhang Han, who was about to go on the field to strike, went to face with Sawamura Rongchun and raised his hand with a smile.

"Great genius, good fight!"

If this were an ordinary person, hearing Zhang Han say this, it is estimated that he would be unable to find a crack in the ground to get into.

But Sawamura Eijun did not have such an awareness at all.

The young man raised his head again and said to Zhang Han with a confident face.

"I've found his pitching pattern and I'm going to hit the ball out next time."

The stinky and shameless strength is vividly displayed.

The little friends in the Qingdao rest area have no face to look at.

"You're embarrassed to open your mouth."

Kuramochi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

When it comes to pitching, Sawamura Eijun is indeed very set.

Even the players of the first team of the Seido High School baseball team are very recognizant of this.

But in terms of blows, in the eyes of the players of the Seido High School baseball team, Sawamura Eijun is not much stronger than a beginner.

"After all, he doesn't have much experience in official competitions, and he will be fine in the future."

Chris, as Sawamura's teacher, also felt that his face was dull, his eyes were lowered, and he explained to the friends around him seriously.

"I hope so......"

It's just that my friends don't seem to be able to listen to it.

One by one, they turned their heads and stuck their heads to the other side.

"I'm serious."

"I believe it!"

Miyuki replied with a serious face.

The other friends couldn't help but laugh one by one.

These two are also really interesting, one dares to open his mouth to speak, and the other dares to open his mouth to believe.

At this time, Zhang Han, who walked into the strike zone, stood in the middle of the strike zone, and at the same time put on the most orthodox strike posture.

There was no special expression on his face, and there was no special movement.

Looking at that look, it was as if he was escorted, and he wouldn't say anything.

As for the discussion of the friends, of course Zhang Han heard it.

It's just that his views are a little different from those of his friends.

Although Sawamura's swing is still like a joke now, this guy is very accurate when judging the timing of the stick.

If he hits the pitch right away, he can basically hit the ball out.

It's also a gift!

As for whether Sawamura Eijun can give full play to this talent, it depends on the degree of his own efforts and future opportunities.

Senior Chris, it shouldn't be a joke when he says that he is expecting Sawamura's blow.

The catcher of Mingchuan School Park,Keep looking at Zhang Han。

I have to admit that this guy's posture of waiting for a blow is really annoying!

It seems that he can hit all the balls that go into the good ball. In this way, how can they attack Zhang Han's weakness?

The catcher hesitated for a moment, but finally gave Yang Sunsin a code.

Do I need to be escorted?

Now it is the third duel between the two, and in the first duel, Zhang Han won the hit cleanly. When it came to the second duel, Yang Sunsin chose to escort.

Now it's the third time.

Yang Sunsin shook his head firmly.

There is no need!

Facing Zhang Han head-to-head in a row, the opponent will definitely be familiar with his pitching routines and rhythm. That way, it's easier to get hits later in the game.

In order to put an end to this, in the first two rounds of the duel, Yang Sunsin deliberately avoided a head-on confrontation with Zhang Han and Yuuki.

Although he was still taken a hit, Yang Sunsin did not show his 100% strength.

It's the third round of matchups, and there's a fourth round after that.

If you're lucky, there's only these two left.

There is no need to escape, if it is twice, Yang Sunsin still has a certain degree of certainty to solve Zhang Han and Yuuki.

The first ball, the high ball at the limit of the inside corner.

That is, for the first time, when he faced off against Zhang Han, Zhang Han hit the ball.

"Whoosh!"

The baseball doesn't fly very fast, but the angle is extremely tricky.

When Zhang Han saw the ball, he didn't make a move, and watched the baseball fly in front of his eyes.

"Smack!"

The catcher received the ball without a hitch.

In the rest area of the Qingdao High School baseball team, there were a lot of exclamations.

"Zhang Han, didn't you swing the stick?"

This one......

"Bad ball!"

Before the friends could finish their exclamations, they heard the referee's voice.

Then the little ones all shut their mouths.

From their point of view, although the goal was tricky, it should have scored a good goal.

But Zhang Han judged that this ball was a bad ball.

"This guy's eyes are just open?"

Kuramochi said jealously.

At this time, he had already changed his equipment and was ready to go on the field.

"Seeing that there is no kid, this is the real genius."

Ryosuke Kominato ran to Sawamura's side and stimulated him.

Sawamura didn't hear it.

Jinguji squinted.

Before he entered high school, he was a true genius. Right now......

Yang Sunsin on the pitcher mound felt extremely pressure, and he solemnly examined Zhang Han.

Completely unimpressed?

Zhang Han not only has an outstanding ability to strike, but also has an outstanding ability to observe the ball.

If you want to deal with such a monster, you have to show real skills.

"Whoosh!"

Diagonal to the first ball, this ball is thrown to the low angle limit of the outside corner, the position of that corner.

It's far away......

Such an extreme diagonal ball, Zhang Han is also the first time to see it.

Judging that the ball had entered the good ball belt, he did not hesitate and directly waved the bat in his hand.

"Ping!"

The bat sturdyed on the baseball, and the batted baseball arced in the sky before falling out of bounds.

"Throw-in!"

Zhang Han was stunned for a moment.

Is it too hard?

Because the distance of the baseball was too far, he subconsciously increased the force, so that he did not control the angle well.

Yang Sunsin on the pitcher's hill had a glint in his eyes.

Attack, it worked!

In the rest area of the Seido High School baseball team, Miyuki whispered, "It's time to decide the winner......

The next ball, a low-angle curveball in the inside corner.

Zhang Han will definitely choose to swing the bat, and he will definitely be able to hit it. But eventually, the ball will become a high fly ball from the outfield.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing the baseball flying, Zhang Han's eyes lit up.

The ball changes at a low angle in the inside corner and goes into the good ball zone.

He stepped out directly, and the bat in his hand was like a golf club, and he scooped up the low-angle ball in the way of playing golf.

The baseball changed, but because the bat was upright, the baseball change didn't have any effect.

"Ping!"

The baseball that was played by Zhang Han with golf and flew high.

Yang Sunsin's eyes were filled with joy.

"It worked!"

"Outfielder !!"

Miyuki Kazuya's eyes were filled with jealousy.

Precision machine, it seems that it is not just about pitching, this person is also a ghost in terms of calculation.

"Leave it to me!"

The outfielders of Mingchuan School Park,Stayed at the back of the court early,Waiting to land.。

Finally, the little white ball flew over.

He opened his glove in surprise, ready to confiscate the ball in his glove.

However, the baseball did not mean to fall directly, but flew forward about seven or eight meters along the curve before slamming heavily into the stands in the outfield.

"Home Plate, Heavy Artillery!!!"

In the stands, it was suddenly like boiling a pot, completely boiling.

"How many home runs is this for Zhang Han?"

"Forty !!"

Everyone knows that Zhang Han is going to be popular again.

The record of 40 home runs alone is amazing enough.

Not to mention, Zhang Han is still a second-year player.

Among the second-year players, I am afraid that only Zhang Han can win this achievement.

He's the only one.

There are no ancients before, and it is estimated that there will be no comers in the future.

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