The ball speed is not fast, but the pain is not very painful, but it is a little numb, and it is not a big deal.

When Ling Zhi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"It's okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Yu Yeye waved his hand and smiled easily: "Hey, it's okay, it's okay." ”

Saying this, Yu also moved his body that night.

Seeing this, Ling Zhi and Jing Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

And everyone in the rest benches of the two teams in the audience was frightened by this goal, and they were relieved to see that they were okay that night.

On the field, the majestic voice of the referee sounded.

"The No. 1 pitcher at Yamarin High School threw a touch ball, and the No. 10 first baseman at Kawaryo High School delivered the first base!"

Hearing this, a touch of cunning crossed his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked, dropped the baseball bat, and waved happily at Ling Zhi, "Thank you Lao Tie for the opportunity to get on base." ”

After saying that, Yu Ye raised his feet and ran to first base, with a bright face.

Ling Zhi threw a touch ball, and he was escorted directly to first base.

It's a pleasure to be happy.

It's just a bit of a waste ass.

Ling Zhi looked at it and smiled as well, his mood was not left behind by the touch ball just now.

But Jing Ye was still not very relieved, called a pause, and looked at Ling Zhi worriedly.

"Ah Zhi, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Ling Zhi shook his head and lowered his eyes to look at his right hand, quite worried.

"I'm not uncomfortable, I just don't know what to do, I feel a little fluttery today, and I'm usually good when I train."

After speaking, Ling Zhi sighed, distressed.

Seeing this, Jing Ye raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, comforting.

"Ah Zhi, it's just the beginning, don't be nervous, take it easy, and you don't have to throw so fast at the moment, you first put the ball into the ball belt, and then slowly increase the speed."

Ling Zhi listened, felt that it was okay, and nodded.

"Okay, I'll try."

"Take it easy, don't be nervous."

"Okay."

After a brief exchange, Ling Zhi walked back to the pitcher's hill.

Now on the pitcher's hill, Ling Zhi pinched the baseball in his hand and adjusted his state.

At this time, the announcer's voice sounded in the venue.

"The second baseman of Chuanliu High School, the No. 8 second baseman, Xiao Yiming."

Xiao Yiming was already ready, and when he heard his name, he raised his feet and walked on the field, came to the right strike area and stood up, ready to go.

With that touch ball just now,

This time, Ling Zhi's pitching speed was much slower, and his concentration was on controlling the ball.

Finally, he threw a good shot, which was gratifying.

Seeing this, Jing Ye smiled, very pleased.

Slow is a little slower, it's a good ball.

With this touch, Ling Zhi threw a ball again.

Xiao Yiming's eyes were sharp, and when the baseball was approaching, he seized the opportunity, swung the stick with both hands, and hit it out.

The baseball flew towards second base, and it was an infield low flyer.

At the same time as the ball flew out, Xiao Yiming and Yu Yeye ran the base at the same time.

It hasn't been long yet,

The shortstop of Shan Rin High School received the ball, passed it back to second base, and then the second baseman immediately passed the ball back to first base and killed Xiao Yiming again.

When everyone in Chuanliu High School saw this scene, they stomped their feet one after another, regretting that they were both killed.

But they were not discouraged, and continued to cheer with Xiao Yiming on the night, this is just the beginning, just be steady.

And Shan Rin High School watched his teammates kill two people, and there was a burst of pig screams, and the cheers were louder.

The young men in Chuanliu High School are in love, and they are not to be outdone, and they shout harder.

In addition to the field, the two teams also clashed fiercely off the field.