Chapter Seventy-Eight
The first attacker in this game was Mingchuan High School, and the superintendent probably took into account the physical reasons of the valley, so he tried his best to let him play when the valley was still in good shape.
As a catcher, since Miyuki is clear about his pitcher's weaknesses, he naturally won't let him be in plain sight, so his ball matching is as easy as possible to make the valley easy and quickly strike out in the direction of the hitter.
However, Mingchuan High School, which has clearly done training to deal with the pitching of the valley in private, does have the initiative in a certain aspect.
Ninomiya, a baton fielder, confidently stood on the strike zone with the encouragement of the rest area.
"Keep an eye on the ball, Ninomiya."
"He can't be faster than that machine."
"Should I say that the opponent's starting pitcher is really a first-year decline?"
"Ah, but that's fine, if it were someone else, we might not be able to score so easily, I watched a few games of the video, this pitcher is not physically strong, not to mention, he can't be distributed, he can't last long, it's better to score now."
"It's game on."
Miyuki observed the beater Ninomiya standing on the left seat, and silently calculated in his heart,
'The stick didn't take short, they should have seen the last game of the valley pitch, anyway, let's observe how he waited for the first ball, shoot your favorite high ball, this is it. ’
Seeing Shibuya pose, Ninomiya couldn't help but clench his bat, and although he was ready, Shibuya's first ball still made him can't help but lean back.
Glancing back at the rest area, Inspector Ogata's head nodded at him, and Ninomiya resumed his previous standing posture again, clenching his bat,
It's scary, but it's not enough to get me out of the strike zone, as the overseer said, get used to it. ’
Seeing the second palace that didn't seem to be touched, Yuyuki also had some admiration,
When he saw the pitch just now, he was still holding the long bat. ’
Then Ninomiya struggled to resist the next three balls thrown by the valley,
"Four bad balls, escort."
"Yoxi, it's a good choice."
"Well done, Ninomiya."
In this way, the first hitter was sent to base, and there was no big reaction in the Qingdao rest area when he saw this scene, and Chris said to the overseer,
"The other party didn't play a stick just now."
"Ahh
Wait until the second hitter, Hashimoto, is also standing on the left mat and holding the stick at the bottom as the previous hitter did. Yu Xing faintly guessed the other party's plan,
It's a bit of a mess, these people don't plan to play out. Runners are not prepared for the start, cut, are they trying to burn the pitcher ball count, and wait for the valley to fall into their own problems? ’
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bad balls."
Owada couldn't help but look at the bad situation on the field and couldn't help but say,
"It's so hard, I'm in big trouble at the beginning of the game, and the previous hitters can't help but shoot at the high bad ball, and now it seems that the opponent has completely seen through it."
Feng Fu shook the folding fan and retorted,
"No, Mingchuan doesn't see through the way of the valley, no matter whether it's a good ball or a bad ball, Mingchuan doesn't plan to play at all."
"Huh?!"
But then Feng Fu didn't continue to explain, just looked at the drop valley who was throwing the ball and thought,
Unlike pitchers who are pitched to the opposing team, the number of balls in the general strikeout type is naturally larger, and this is a tactic that risks standing still and being struck by the strikeout, which is probably the trickiest tactic for the valley. ’
Originally thinking of relying on the high-speed straight ball of the valley to get the strikeout in the air, Miyuki fell into the pit he dug this time, and he originally thought that he could hold out for a while, but he didn't expect the limelight to be too strong and was targeted.
I knew I was going to have to face this situation sooner or later, but if I didn't get over the current crisis, I wouldn't have a chance for you to play in the future. ’
Thinking of this, Yu Xing cautiously typed a code, and was stunned when he saw the valley of this code.
'Quick finger fork ball..... In this case, the next vote. ’
'Come on! ’
I don't really understand Yuyuki's intentions, but I still voted according to the code, because I know that Izukuya himself is not good at these, so as long as I listen to Yuyuki's guidance, it's okay.
In this way, he threw a quick finger fork, but unfortunately it was a landing ball, and the second hitter was also sent to base by four bads.
He wiped his sweat and felt a little uncomfortable. But everyone else had their own feelings, and some of the spectators in the stands noticed that Tsugu had thrown a change of shot, while others were worried about Tarra's condition. Mingchuan High School was a little happy, in their opinion, the casting of Miyuki and Descending Valley was becoming more and more unstable, and there was only time left for Raiders to descend Valley.
Although the last batter was sent to base for a quick finger cross, Miyuki still asked for a quick finger ball for the first ball against the three-batter center.
'Still vote.' ’
'It's nonsense, just vote as I ask. ’
Miyuki found that from the first hitter, Shizugu's arm swing became more and more stiff, and in order to adjust this state, he chose to let Shitani use a knuckle ball with a relatively large swing of his arm to alleviate it.
As he expected, the state of the valley has picked up, and the quick finger cross ball can also be thrown into the good ball belt, and he heard the referee behind him say "Good ball." Miyuki felt that there was probably no more beautiful voice than this.
'Next ball, straight ball. ’
"Good shot."
'The first time, what's going on, how suddenly he's ....'
The beater looked at Miyuki's gloves in disbelief.
"Bang!"
"Good ball, hitter out!"
"What's the matter, he suddenly came back to his senses."
Mingchuan couldn't understand what was going on in the state of the valley, and Yang Xianchen, who was sitting on the rest chair, explained,
"The harder you push your shoulders when pitching, the harder it is to control the change in your throw."
"Then the catcher just now called the change ball to make the pitcher relax."
"It's ridiculous, he dared to take the risk of escorting a hitter to base."
Just as Yang Xianchen thought, Yu Xing smiled as he looked at the valley that was getting better and better. At this time, Shiratori, the four-batter of Mingchuan High School, was ushered in.
Thinking of the situation when the last teammate was out, Shiratori looked in the direction of the superintendent,
'What to do, overseer. ’
'Wait for the ball, we'll wait for the end of this game.' ’
Although there was some hanging, the tail superintendent still chose the original plan and firmly signaled to Shiratori.
Miyuki, who knew that Mingchuan High School couldn't swing the bat, did not hesitate to fight for a good number of balls, and the teammates who guarded it also continued to cheer for the valley, among which the most energetic shouting was Rong Chun in the left field.
Izuoshiki, who was standing not far from him, didn't know how to describe Eichun, and before he came on the field, he was still yelling at Shizuya to be beaten down and replaced by him.
Mingchuan High School's four-stick eye-off ended the first mat, leaving two runners on the field, followed by Yang Xianchen, the ace of Mingchuan High School with five sticks.
"You deliberately asked him to throw a few more variations so that the pitcher could relax. With an incompetent pitcher as a teammate, you're a really hard catcher. ”
Yang Xianchen asked while he was tidying up the soil on the strike area with his feet, and when he heard this, Yu Xing didn't get angry, just said with a smile,
"Hahaha, no, anyway, a team that doesn't swing a bat has nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, your Japanese is very good. ”
Seeing that he was easily dealing with his own luck, Yang Xianchen raised the danger level of this pair of casts again, and then glanced towards the rest area, and the teammate who noticed Yang Xianchen's eyes asked the superintendent,
"Overseer.... Momentarily I don't want to...."
'You can't let the pitcher stabilize the situation right now, you think so, Instantane. ’
Knowing Yang Xianchen's intentions, the overseer had no way to stop it, because he knew that Yang Xianchen's choice was correct. Yu Xing frowned when he saw Yang Xianchen's movements.
"That player, almost all the points scored in the competition are related to him. In order to prevent Mingchuan from gaining momentum, he must be dealt with now. ”
"Ahh
'Miyuki, it's up to you to stabilize the valley. ’