The team's dumb fire on the offensive end did not affect Yu Xin's performance on the pitcher's hill too much.

In the first half of the third game, Du Haoxuan and Cheng Qi were defeated by Yu Xin's hands, and Yu Xin always insisted on using the curveball to open the way, and the pitching style of using the huge ball speed difference as a weapon caused a lot of trouble to the line of A High School in the first round.

"How do you feel about observing that?" Wang Wengang asked.

"He does work well with both balls, but I think I should be able to adapt to it if I do it again." Wen Yong said confidently.

"No matter how he throws, I can fight back." Zhang Sheng said.

Everyone gasped, what kind of self-confidence and strength must be there to say it.

Wang Wengang was very satisfied, he knew that Zhang Sheng did not say this kind of thing because he was too arrogant, but because of his own strength and self-confidence, as well as the reason for driving the atmosphere of the team, the current team needs this kind of person.

"Although you all have your own ideas, but I think Ye Zhuofan thinks about it best, since the straight ball will feel very difficult to play under the influence of the curveball, then let's just grab the curveball, anyway, his first ball must be the curveball, let's grab this first ball to play!" Wang Wengang gave an order, and High School A should begin to unite and implement a unified strike plan.

Hit the first ball! It's a thrilling operation. - Wen Yong was in the hitting zone, constantly drawing the bat, thinking about the coach's arrangement just now.

Yu Xin grabbed the gap between the two hitters to relax himself: It's not a big deal, even if it's the upper line, I've already dealt with it for a round, as long as I hold this pitcher mound, they must have a way to get the opponent's pitcher!

After a long wait and confirmation of the code, Yu Xin finally put on a pitching pose, Wen Yong couldn't wait, when Yu Xin started the pitching action, Wen Yong's eyes, there was no other thing for a long time, sure enough, the first ball was still a straight ball, Wen Yong carefully watched it rise and fall, the speed was obviously slower than the curved ball of other pitchers, he kept watching the ball fly towards him, until the last moment he resolutely swung the bat, the crisp hitting sound, as if knocking on Yu Xin's heart, He watched in disbelief as the little white ball in the air with a parabola went over the first baseman's head and landed in front of the right fielder.

"That's it, keep attacking, keep swinging your bat, and use your bats to destroy the opponent's defense!" Wang Wengang cheered up.

"Yes!" In the rest area of the away team, there was a sudden neat shout.

Bai Ziyue was not in the rest area, but he could vaguely feel what was going on there.

Bai Ziyue stood in the strike zone, Wen Yong was on first base, this is a very common situation, Wen Yong kept moving away from the base bag at first base to put pressure on Yu Xin, Yu Xin obviously knew Wen Yong's speed, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, and kept throwing the ball in containment, but every time Wen Yong could always return to first base quickly, and then leave a larger distance, which made Yu Xin a little annoyed, and the catcher found that the situation was wrong and called a timeout to communicate with him, which calmed his mood.

That's too much focus on first base, right, and I don't care about it at all? Am I that easy to deal with? - Bai Ziyue.

It's so tender, it's constantly doing this with me, it doesn't exist, your opponent is in front of you now, you can't guard me anyway, it's better to be heartbroken, just when I'm on second base. - Wen Yong.

I'm going to run on the first ball! - Wen Yong secretly made a small move, and only Bai Ziyue could understand what he meant.

The moment Yu Xin threw the ball, Wen Yong rushed to second base, Bai Ziyue also stared at the ball to death, and waited until the last moment to shoot, the ball flew to the middle field, and now, Yu Xin's heart seemed to have a complete crack. Wen Yong reached third base without any pressure, and the running instructor at third base made an exciting decision to let Wen Yong rush straight back to home plate.

He kept making circles with his hands, Wen Yong just smiled, stepped on third base and then rushed over, the middle fielder originally planned to pass to the shortstop, this ball let Wen Yong go up to third base, Bai Ziyue went up to first base and it was basically over, but Wen Yong hit the home run and caught them off guard, he had to throw it to the home plate, Wen Yong returned to home plate with a beautiful slide base to score first, Bai Ziyue also rushed to second base at the same time, and the catcher hurriedly passed the ball to the second baseman, or a step too late.

I High School's defense was completely torn apart by A High School's strong run.

The audience at the scene was suddenly silent, and I High School quickly called a timeout.

"This kind of aggressive running is really the style of A High School!" Qin Tianyi said.

"It's just that the opponent is weak, if it is us on the field, Wen Yong is already out, and Bai Ziyue doesn't have to worry about it at all." Chu Zeyu said, his two eyes staring at the arena deadly, and his hands clenched into fists.

"Pretty run!"

"You're really fast!"

"Well done!"

Wen Yong, who returned to the rest area, high-fived everyone one by one, accepting everyone's praise.

At this time, the atmosphere on the pitcher's mound was unusually weird.

"I have to say that although the style of play in A high school looks more chaotic, but when the strength crushes the opponent, this style of play is the most reasonable, in contrast, although our style of play is stable, but many times it is because of stability that we lose more things that may be obtained, and they don't play well on the field." Chu Zeyu said suddenly.

Qin Tianyi always felt that what Chu Zeyu said today made him scratch his head.

On the court, Ding Lei's second-run hit completely defeated Yu Xin, and he was still aiming at the first curveball offense, which made Yu Xin's eyes as terrifying as if he had lost three consecutive blows, and Xie Jun had no choice but to replace the bench pitcher and continue to pitch in order to protect his self-confidence.

This substitution did not bring a miracle, the result of the game did not change because of this, I High School without ACE suddenly became like a piece of loose sand, one after another began to have spectators left, and the rest of the game became garbage time, it became the time for the players of A High School to show their swings, in the first half of the fifth inning, Wang Wengang successively sent Li Yu and Ouyang Dong to play, and the two hit second base in a row, and scored a point together.

In this game, A High School scored 15 points in the first five innings, and Cheng Qi also perfectly kept a clean sheet against the other party, taking away the victory with an effective game, and walked out of I High School with his head held high, Chu Zeyu and Qin Tianyi left the court when Yu Xin was replaced, and they mainly came to see Yu Xin's performance.