The soft moon, I don't know from which horn came out.

The whole earth was covered with a patch of silver frost, which made people's eyes brighter a lot.

Seido High School baseball club in the dead of night, A field.

The three of them stood there, dividing their positions.

Sawamura Eisumi stepped up to the pitcher's mound, and Kuramochi also got to the shortstop position.

Chen Ping, on the other hand, stepped into the strike zone.

"If you want to use your speed to steal bases, first you have to be able to touch the ball and then run to first base! I think he should have already taught you, and I am not richer in theoretical knowledge than him, and all I can teach you is practice. ”

Sawamura Eijun held a small white ball in his hand and said calmly.

He believed that Chen Ping would understand what he meant.

Sure enough, Chen Ping nodded at him. Then he raised his bat intently.

His striking stance is good, he looks decent, and he feels unusual.

"Is this guy growing up so fast?"

The current Chen Ping is no longer as young as when he was first tested, and his movements don't look like a layman.

What is the strength of a player? As long as you look at his posture on the court, you can basically watch a ** not far from ten. As long as Chen Ping stood on the court, he felt like a complete layman, and his movements were too far from the standard deviation.

Now it looks a lot better relatively speaking.

Although Ezawamura's eyesight looks like there are still a lot of flaws, everyone is different from everyone.

It is impossible for any fighter to be completely copied from others. It must have been developed according to the actual situation of your body after practice.

Therefore, these small problems of Chen Ping can also be explained by another way.

Maybe this is the striking posture that Chen Ping figured out by himself, and the most suitable striking posture for himself.

Sawamura nodded, and then took the initiative to praise.

"It's already decent!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, without any warning, he directly pulled out of the posture and threw the white ball in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball was like a white lightning bolt, which instantly crossed a space of more than ten meters and appeared in front of Chen Ping.

Chen Ping, who was in the strike zone, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the ball incredulously.

So fast!

He also watched Sawamura pitch the ball before, although he felt that Sawamura Eijun, a senior, was very fast, but it was not fast to this extent.

It was so fast that he didn't have time to react, and when the white ball flew over, his head could only rotate mechanically, looking at the tail of the white ball helplessly.

So fast! So fast!!

This is the Sawamura-senpai who was supported by the audience like a god on the court.

Chen Ping's eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Sawamura.

"Hey, aren't you trying too hard! Chen Ping, he's just a newcomer, you directly let him see the ball with such a high level......"

Kuramot said unhappily.

"Flowers don't grow in greenhouses! If he didn't tell him about the cruelty of the world at this time, how could he climb into the army? ”

Sawamura said disapprerovingly.

If Chen Ping was intimidated by such a pitch, then Sawamura Eijun would undoubtedly be disappointed.

He felt like there was no point in wasting his time......

The master leads the way and practices in the individual.

After all, there are some things that Chen Ping himself understands, and he will work hard to fight for them.

Kuramochi's face was a little strange, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, he didn't feel normal!

It is said that with his previous personality, guiding newcomers is even more cruel than Sawamura.

I don't know what's wrong today, but some children have grown up.

Maybe it's too much concern......

If you care, it's messy!

Chen Ping himself performed very well and was not intimidated by Sawamura's pitching.

"Good!"

Zechun is still quite satisfied with Chen Ping's performance.

No effort is spared to guide it.

"Let's start with ten balls, you try it with a short shot, and you can touch a few."

Sawamura Rongchun's proposal, Chen Ping naturally won't say anything.

It's just that the results are not satisfactory.

Of the ten balls thrown by Eijun Sawamura, only three were touched. Two of the three did not fall into the bounds, but fell out of bounds.

The only goal that went in bounds was not bad. Before Sawamura picked up the ball and passed to first base, Chen Ping made it to base.

"Well done!"

The other party has a performance, and Sawamura will naturally not be stingy with his praise.

He gave Chen Ping a thumbs up.

"It's just that the ball just now is because there is no first baseman, and if there is a first baseman to assist, you still can't get on base!"

Of course, he also pointed out the weaknesses of the other side.

Overall, Chen Ping's first time facing Sawamura's pitch and being able to touch the ball was already a very good start.

After all, Sawamura's ball is already a big problem just by hitting it.

Considering that this is the first time Chen Ping has faced off against Sawamura Rongchun, it is already very good to have such a performance.

However, he himself did not seem to be satisfied, and waved his bat angrily.

Sawamura Eisan thought that it had hit his confidence, and took the initiative to comfort him.

"There's no need to rush, some things need to be done step by step."

"It's not such a senior, can I change my position? It always feels awkward to play like this! ”

When Zecun heard Chen Ping's question, he was subconsciously stunned.

He was a little hard to believe, was the boy in front of him really coming into contact with baseball for the first time?

I even thought of taking the initiative to adjust my striking posture.

"Of course you can, if you like!"

Chen Ping suddenly came to his senses, he opened his legs widely, and grabbed the bat with one hand.

It's a bit like a stealthy ninja, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

And the most amazing thing is that if you measure his movements according to the requirements for swinging the stick, you can't find anything wrong with it.

"In my hometown, there is a game called Windmill! I'm the best in our village! ”

Chen Ping muttered.

Sawamura Eisumi and Kuramochi looked at each other.

What the hell is a windmill?

Windmill Hunting: A small game of a regional specialty, holding a wooden stick in one hand and placing another small wooden stick on the steps. Hit the stick with a stick, wait for it to be hit, and then swing the stick to knock it out......

This kind of game is called playing a windmill!

Because of the different customs in different places, the name of this movement is also different.

But it's a good exercise to build your arm strength and eyesight.

Chen Ping also likes to play on weekdays.

When he first came into contact with baseball, he felt that the game of playing windmills was similar to baseball.

At least at the time of the blow, it's about the same.

"Are you ready?"

Sawamura Rongchun is also not ambiguous, since the juniors are full of confidence, he, the senior, naturally has to show the majesty of the senior.

Raise your legs high and then chop them down like a tomahawk.

As the center of gravity shifted, the glove in Sawamura's right hand kept pushing forward, and it felt as if he was ready to use the glove to push away all the resistance in front of him.

At the same time, his left hand swung like a whip and threw the small white ball in his hand fiercely.

"Whoosh!"

The white ball flew out in an instant.

Chen Ping, who has played more than a dozen balls, is already somewhat familiar with Sawamura Rongjun's routine.

It's just that he originally touched the ball in a short stance, and in that case, as long as he wasn't particularly afraid of the ball, it was not difficult to touch the ball.

It's not hard to hit the ball, it's hard to get the ball in the direction you want it to stop.

That's the essence of Tanka!

Chen Ping was in the state of short play, and he could only touch three out of ten balls, and two balls were not touched......

It's hard to imagine that he can really hit Sawamura's pitch according to his normal striking stance.

Although strictly speaking, his striking position is not normal, but the difficulty should be similar to that of a normal striking position.

Here it comes!

Chen Ping's performance greatly exceeded the imagination of Sawamura Rongchun and Kuramochi Yoichi.

Chen Ping, who changed his striking posture, was like a different person. Looking at the flying white ball, he decisively waved the bat in his hand.

One of his arms is responsible for swinging the bat, and the other arm is adjusting the direction of the bat.

It looks as if the ancient samurai used the art of drawing a sword.

The knife is out, and the enemy is dead!

"Ping!"

The white ball was touched and flew into the shortstop's position.

Played out...

Whether it's Sawamura on the pitcher's hill or Kuramochi on the guerrilla.

The surprise in my heart is not small.

Although Sawamura Esumi throws the best straight balls.

However, based on the time that Chen Ping has been in contact with baseball, the probability that he can play is really not high.

Especially since he had beaten Sawamura Eijun with a short shot before, the results were not very ideal.

It gives the impression that even if there is some small talent, the talent should be limited.

Supposedly, shouldn't there be such a good ball feeling, right?

I didn't expect that after changing the striking position, it was completely like a different person.

"Hip hop!"

Although Kuramochi was surprised in his heart, he was not slow to act at all.

I saw him make a side pounce, stop the ball, and then pass to first base.

Sawamura cooperated with him and ran to first base early to fill in the position.

The speed at which these two old fritters work together is quite amazing, and it is really not easy for ordinary people to get on the base.

At this time, the competitiveness of the two old fritters also rose. In any case, I can't let the junior brother teach me a lesson.

It's just that they're fast, and someone is faster than them.

The moment the baseball was hit, Chen Ping, who bent down and waved the bat, was like a cannonball out of the chamber.

Flew up to first base.

At the moment before Sawamura Rongchun stepped on the base bag to catch the ball, Chen Ping stepped on the base bag of the first base one step in advance.

At this moment, the time around me seemed to freeze.

Sawamura looked at Chen Ping in shock and scratched his head.

This guy!

In the position of the guerrilla, Kuramori's face showed a slight smile.

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