After taking a lunch break, Rong Chun felt that he had returned to a perfect state both mentally and physically. This gives him more confidence to approach the next games. I don't know if Rong Chun is lucky or unlucky, Hang Seng Middle School may have consumed too much physical energy after a morning of competition, so most of the players were replaced, and Hang Seng was replaced by the first army of candidates who hurried to help.

"Ah, Sawamura is really not good."

"It's okay, I don't think Sawamura will lose so easily."

"Woo-hoo."

It was rare to take a break, and the members of the First Army took this opportunity to come and see the game. Seeing what Rong Chun was about to experience, he was still a little worried.

However, Rong Chun of the game didn't have so many ideas, it was better to say that he was excited now, and he preferred a happy strikeout opponent to a fast-paced defensive pitch. Before the game, he and Chris said that this game was for the purpose of suppression.

"Sawamura, don't worry, just take it easy and take your time."

"Come on, Sawamura, let them call."

Hearing the continuous cheering in his ears, Rong Chun raised a bright smile, turned around and shouted,

"Oh, I'm going to keep getting knocked out, but I'm going to try to strike out the opponent with a good beat, and if I mess up, then I'll ask everyone on guard to take care of me."

"Kura, don't mess up before the game."

"Take it easy, come one by one, Rong Chunjun."

After the ceremony, Rong Chun looked at Chris senior and nodded at him, and then under the referee's signal, the game began.

The first ball is a fast straight ball in the inner corner, a stick is swung in the air, raising a puff of dust, looking at such a scary swing, Rong Chun then throws the second ball, the same ball in the inner corner of the ordinary straight ball, a stick is empty again, and finally the low ball in the outer corner is successfully closed, and the opponent is struck out.

In the face of the second baseman, Rong Chun first threw a slow straight ball in the inner corner, and the second baseman had no time to close the bat, so he could only forcefully sweep the ball out of bounds. Rong Chun looked at the obvious distorted posture of the second bat, but still hit his pitch fiercely to the guardrail in three directions, the next ball inside the corner fastball, the second stick swung empty, and finally an inside corner fastball, swung again in the air, the second stick out.

"It's tough, there's only one low ball in the outside corner, and the rest is all inside corners, bold boy." Seeing that there was a teammate who was out, the three-batter muttered to himself, he carried the bat to the strike zone, and his unusual physique attracted the attention of Chris seniors and Rong Chun. This three-bat is the tallest one in their team, with slender limbs, as if he can shoot the ball there, and generally such a player will have a bit of a hard time with inside corners, but he basically stands in the middle of the strike zone, so even inside corners are easy to hit. Chris made an internal assessment and played a low ball in the outside corner to Rong Chun, asking to come in against the good ball area.

Looking at such a detailed code from his predecessors, Rong Chun also understood that this opponent was not easy to solve, so he raised the spirit of 120,000 points and threw this ball carefully. Chris looked at the flying ball and nodded secretly, very good route, but just when the pitch flew halfway to home plate, a bat suddenly appeared in front of the baseball, relying on the top of the bat to pull the baseball out, Chris lifted the face protector, nervously looking at the flying out, very fortunate that the ball was out of bounds, but Chris didn't feel fortunate at all, if that kind of ball can be hit, the outside corner kick has no effect on him, if it is on the outside, it is obviously a bad ball.

Chris's calm face remained the same, and his brain was racing, so he could only attack. The next ball inside the corner fastball, Rong Chun nodded, and threw it as required, and the inside corner kick that could not see the point of the ball made the three batters subconsciously wave the bat, and the baseball smashed into the net behind the catcher, which was very fast.

The batter whistled and re-grasped the bat, 'What a scary inside corner, you thought it was going to hit me, but I was standing in the middle of the strike zone.' ’

Now the number of balls is two good balls and no bad balls, two out, and the hitter is three bats, so we should try to leave no one on the base when the four bats are on the court to prevent high points from being lost. Chris asked for an inside corner fast straight ball, although Rong Chun was a little worried about the hitter who hit his own fastball at one time, but he still obeyed the request of his predecessors and threw the inside corner fast straight ball, not surprisingly, this three sticks really hit, but it was still out of bounds, and now it is two good and one bad.

Rong Chun's ears could hear a lot of voices, the cheers of his opponents, the encouragement of his teammates, and he wiped his forehead to wipe away the sweat secreted by nervousness. Take a deep breath, exhale slowly, adjust the heart rate that is too fast, calm down again, and clearly see Chris's senior's next command, slow the ball in the inner corner, and the speed should be as slow as possible.

In order to fulfill the requirements of Chris's predecessors, Rong Chun did not follow the four-stitch straight ball grip, but returned to the original five-finger grasp, and his intuition told him that he could do it. Under the cover of the gloves, he changed his grip.

Chris looked at the slightly high ball path and was a little worried, sure enough, the three bats looked at the straight ball with three balls in a row, and swung the bat with confidence, but found that the pitch slowed down all of a sudden in the middle of the way, he hurriedly put away the bat, and swung forward when the baseball was close enough, but the ball seemed to have a spirit, dodged his bat, and drilled into the glove from under the bat.

Chris also breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that Rong Chun's ball was flying high, and he was still thinking about whether to move the glove, but fortunately he endured it, Rong Chun really didn't let him down, and the ball entered the glove accurately, but this ball was a little strange, the deceleration was too big in the middle of the way, and there was a change at home plate.

"Three good balls, the hitter is out."

Chris put the pitch aside and ran back to the rest area with Rong Chun, he had something he wanted to ask Rong Chun.

"Sawamura, what's going on with that ball."

Rong Chun, who heard Chris's seniors ask this, was it a little strange, wasn't it according to the requirements of the seniors?

"Didn't my seniors say that you should slow down the ball as much as possible?"

"Ah, that's what I asked, but can your slow straight ball be slow to that speed? Plus that change is no longer a straight ball. ”

"Huh!?"

It was obviously Rong Chun's own shot, but he was even more surprised than Chris.

"Is that so? I just wanted to slow down the ball and then swap out the four-seam grip for the previous grip so I could use less force on the baseball and slow it down. ”

Chris looked at Rong Chun, who was a little flustered, but he had some thoughts in his heart, he knew that Rong Chun had always been a five-finger catcher before, and Rong Chun may have unconsciously thrown a speed ball, but what he didn't expect was that Rong Chun's speed ball was very special, and it was a big deceleration in the middle and a change at home plate.

"Sawamura, can you still throw that ball?"

"Hmm..... Probably yes. Because it feels quite easy to cast. ”

"I understand, this ball is not good for him now, but in the next game I will ask for this ball, just try to throw it, to interrupt them, our main thing is to solve them with a straight ball, your carter ball has not played yet."

"Yes!"