"After being chased, Wen Yong has been entangled with Gao Jin on the throw-in, and now he is not out!"

Gao Jin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his forearm and prepared for the next ball: It's really difficult!

You can't just go out like that! - Wen Yong.

This person is not easy to deal with, not to mention running fast, not to mention playing so accurately, especially now that there are people on second base, in order to prevent accidents, the ball can not be too aggressive, it seems that he also has a good grasp of this point and keeps playing throw-ins to find opportunities. -- Jiang progress.

Throw it at me, that kind of ball! - Wen Yong.

One more goal! - Jiang Jin gave a code, and Gao Jin nodded.

Gao Jin stood sideways again, ready to move, he did not forget Ouyang Dong at second base, although it is very difficult to steal third base from second base, almost no one will do this, he is still not careless, in B high school, he has developed a good habit of pitching, which is fundamental for a good pitcher.

Even in the ninth game, Gao Jin's pitching was just as sharp, and the speed of the ball still hit 142, but Wen Yong still kept up with his rhythm.

This pitcher is not simple, he has always maintained a high level of pitching, and at this time he can still throw a straight ball with all his might, unless he retains his strength in the first half. - Li Yu.

Li Yu did not forget to pay attention to the situation on the field in the cowshed, and of course, he did not forget the task of receiving the ball.

Wen Yong raised the bat again, ready for the next ball. He looked through the pitcher's mound and saw Ouyang Dong next to second base, who was looking away from the base pack and preparing to rush to third base.

Wen Yong smiled: Don't worry, wait a while, I'll let you come back here immediately.

Nine balls, and he hasn't been done yet! Now I am very strong to give him a speed ball, but considering Gao Jin's physical exertion, once the ball floats on the road will be a fatal blow, and it will be absolutely useless to continue to throw a straight ball, and the opponent can already keep up. What to do! ——Jiang Jinjin didn't know what to do for a while.

At this moment, he saw a longing in Gao Jin's eyes: There is no other way, now is not the time to think about the number of balls, just shoot that ball!

That's right! Now where is the time to consider the number of balls, you can only throw like this, as long as you can solve this hitter here! -- Jiang progress.

Gao Jin got a satisfactory reply and was quickly ready to pitch.

It's almost time to come! - Wen Yong has a special feeling in the dark.

I'd like to see how good you are! ——Gao Jin.

Wen Yong watched the ball fly over and smiled: You really still have to rely on this kind of ball, it seems that Zhang Sheng is not wrong at all!

Just a few days ago, Zhang Sheng found Wen Yong, pulled him to find Wang Wengang, and asked the latter to throw some speed balls for himself to get used to, Wang Wengang did not refuse their request, and fed them the ball very happily. Wen Yong did not miss the rare opportunity to play the speedball for an hour thoroughly, and he was very confident in hitting the speedball.

Bang!

Wen Yong hit the ball, and Ouyang Dong began to run the base.

Gao Jin turned around incredulously and watched the ball fly through the air and hit the ground.

Although the ball didn't hit very far, it was enough to score for the situation where there were people on second base, Ouyang Dong easily returned to home base, and Wen Yong didn't force himself to rush to second base, so he stopped at first base.

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Yes！ Wen Renya couldn't help but say it, and the old man Wen Ren pretended not to hear.

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Ouyang Dong, who returned to the rest area, was greeted like a hero, and he felt the enthusiasm of the seniors for the first time. This rare point made everyone see hope, next is Bai Ziyue, Wen Yong is on first base, everyone is familiar with this situation, Bai Ziyue has always been able to make the situation better, this time, everyone also gave him high hopes.

There was no shortage of pitchers in B High School, and the pitcher with the back number 10 quickly took the catcher into the cowshed to warm up, but everyone still believed in ACE, including himself, and he didn't want to play at this time, although everyone was usually competing for a chance to play.

Gao Jin let out a long breath: It's still put on the table.

Gao Jin didn't spend too much time to sigh, Bai Ziyue was also a very difficult guy to deal with, he didn't dare to be careless at all, and quickly concentrated on preparing to fight against him.

Jiang Jinjin continued his usual style of matching, pressing with straight balls.

Gao Jin's ball power has always been very good, but this time there seems to be an accident, the first ball was seized by Bai Ziyue to attack strongly, but the ball was out of bounds against the third base line.

Was this a mistake or something? - Jiang Jinjin was not sure, for the sake of safety, he asked for a bad ball, and Gao Jin agreed.

Of course, Bai Ziyue will not shoot at the bad ball, and this bad ball does not look so powerful.

It seems that the physical exertion of this game is indeed very serious, so I have to press the ball to the side, at least I can't let him play so comfortably. -- Jiang Jinjin quickly adjusted his strategy.

Gao Jin's ball control is good, he perfectly threw the ball to the bottom of the inner corner, Bai Ziyue obviously felt that the ball was weakened, and he hit it, although the position of the ball was quite uncomfortable, he still hit it, Wen Yong immediately started, the ball bounced off after touching the ground, Gao Jin rushed down the pitcher mound to catch the ball, and immediately saw Jiang Jin's gesture: Pass first base!

Gao Jin's defensive skills are very good, and the passing is perfect.

This speed is really terrifying.,If you were an ordinary person just now, you'd definitely be out.,Maybe there's a chance to catch a double kill.。

"Now it's finally a tense moment, the gap between the two teams is only one point, and the runners who tie the score have entered the scoring circle, and the home run sweepers are standing in the strike zone, and A High School has a good chance of tying the score here!"

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Wen Renya listened intently, and she prayed for the team in her heart.

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The atmosphere at the scene has swelled, the cheering wave after wave, Ding Lei walked into the strike zone with firm steps: You can't be proud for too long!

What a troublesome team! ——Gao Jin.

Ding Lei slowly raised his bat, ready to fight Gao Jin to the death: As long as I can take him here, it will not end later, the offensive will continue, and there are many more powerful fighters behind me.

It was impossible to keep the ball down with a straight ball, and by this time the ball had dropped too much and now it was only possible to rely on possession to play the game. -- Jiang progress.

As an old fritter who has been in the arena for a long time, Gao Jin's weapon is of course not only a kind of ball speed, but also his best at ball control, he slowed down the pace and carefully confirmed each code with Jiang Jinjin, this duel, he shook his head more times.

Finally, after throwing a straight ball that was not too fast or too slow into the good ball area, the ball count came to two good and three bad, full ball!