Poof,

The baseball flew into the field at high speed.

Xiao Yiming dropped his bat and rushed towards first base.

At the same time, Gu Minghui stood up and gave instructions: "Right fielder! ”

The baseball landed behind the right fielder, fell to the ground and rolled to the wall.

By the time right fielder Huang Yan picked up the ball, Xiao Yiming had already gone to first base.

He didn't stop and went straight to second base.

Right fielder Huang Yan passed the ball back to second base at the first time, but it was still a step late.

Xiao Yiming successfully stepped on the second base bag.

The referee made a gesture to base: "Safe! Safe！ ”

The voice fell,

The rest seat of Kawaliu High School burst into cheers!

"Ah Zhai, well done!!" Su Subai shouted loudly.

Xiao Yiming, who was on the field, glanced at Su Subai's direction, and saw that he was smiling like a fool, so he hooked the corners of his mouth angrily.

This kind of ball is simply trivial to him.

The sound of the announcement sounded again.

"The next one to hit is No. 7, pitcher Jiang Fanchuan!"

Jiang Fanchuan had already prepared.

When he heard his name, he immediately walked to the strike zone with his bat.

Behind him, Su Subai's voice came.

"Milk Fan, give me a beating, I'll invite you to drink a lot of milk tea when you go back!"

When Jiang Fanchuan heard this, he paused, looked back at Su Subai, and said in a slow voice: "Okay." ”

After speaking.

Jiang Fanchuan turned around and walked towards the right strike zone.

Zhou Xing saw Jiang Fanchuan, his eyes were extremely cold.

The picture of being beaten back then is still vivid.

At this time, Zhou Xing rarely calmed down and analyzed the situation.

One person is out, one person is on base, if Jiang Fanchuan hits a hit base, the next one must be the strongest four bats Gu Duhan to strike.

Although Gu Duhan played, it was very unfavorable to them.

But Jiang Fanchuan in front of him is also a threat.

Jiang Fanchuan's strength is not only in pitching, but also in his striking ability.

If he throws rashly, he will definitely be beaten out by Jiang Fanchuan.

This time, Zhou Xing unexpectedly did not choose to vote according to his own ideas, but looked at Gu Minghui.

Seeing this, Gu Minghui was stunned for a moment.

I can't tell what emotions are in my heart.

Soon, he gave instructions.

'Slide Ball'

Jiang Fanchuan hates slides, as long as he throws sliders, he can temporarily suppress him.

Seeing this, Zhou Xing nodded.

Then, Zhou Xing turned sideways, changed his grip on the ball, raised his front foot, and threw a ball.

As the baseball approached Jiang Fanchuan, it slid from the right side to the left side and finally fell into the catcher's glove.

Jiang Fanchuan frowned and did not wave his stick.

The referee's voice rang out in my ears, "Good ball!" ”

And at the rest seat of Chuanliu High School, Xi Yang looked at the ball and frowned slightly.

She knew that the little girl hated slippery balls.

Moreover, at the moment, the probability of hitting a slider is very low.

The other party knew this, so he directly used the slider to suppress him.

If next.

The opponent has been suppressing the little boy with a slide ball, and the little guy can't hit it, and the position of the third stick of the little guy is directly blocked.

Other people who were familiar with Jiang Fanchuan also frowned.

And Lin Niannian, who was sitting next to the sunset, was very puzzled when he saw this.

"Mr. Xi, what kind of ball was that just now?"

Xi Yang slowly explained: "That's a slideball, one of the types of pitching, the slider will appear when approaching the target to slide from one side to the other, and some will fall, and because the path of the slider and the straight ball is very similar, sometimes the hitter will be confused and miss the opportunity to hit the ball." ”

Listening to Xi Yang's explanation, Lin Niannian finally understood.

"It's not a hard shot."

"For other people, if they are familiar, it may not be difficult to fight."

Nie Qianyu propped his chin and answered: "If it's milky, it's hard to fight." ”