Chapter 322: It's on the bar
When he heard this notice, Xi Yang was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the rest seat of Shan Rin High School.
Between Ling Zhi wore a pitcher's hood, resurrected with full blood, and trotted onto the court.
Seeing this, Xi Yang was finally relieved, and his eyes were dyed with a little smile.
Xi Yan in the audience also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ling Zhi was full of energy.
Luckily, nothing was too much trouble.
After this announcement, the announcer's voice sounded again.
"In the first half of the eighth game, it was attacked by Chuanliu High School, and it was the eighth bat, No. 11, the middle fielder, Luo Xiaofeng."
As early as just now, Luo Xiaofeng was ready.
Hearing his name, Luo Xiaofeng took a baseball bat and went on the field.
In the first half of the eighth game, it also officially started.
Over time.
The sun walked into the middle of the sky and entered the hottest time of the day.
The sun was relentlessly baking the earth, and just standing there for a while without moving, you could feel the pain of your skin being burned to the brim.
Only some areas of the auditorium were not exposed to the sun.
And these spectators, all gathered in the shade, watching the game.
Some people who have no place are reluctant to be exposed to the sun and leave the scene early.
On the field, the game continues.
Another ten minutes passed, and the eighth round was over.
The score was still 1-1.
The people in the audience watched and wondered.
"No, it's not going to be another playoff, is it?"
"I think it's possible, both sides of the river and the mountain are deadly defended, and both teams have no chance to score, in my opinion, the playoff is scheduled."
"If it goes on like this, I don't know when it will be over."
"It's better if this game is over, it's hot."
"Don't think about it, I look very hanging."
"I suddenly found that Chuanliu High School and the playoff game seem to be on the same bar, and this is only the regional game, and I have played several playoff games."
"If you say that, I think so, it must be on the bar."
"I don't know if they're tired or not."
"Nonsense, I must be tired, the weather is still so hot, and the thought of training in the afternoon makes my heart even more tired."
"Ditto."
“……”
Everyone was talking and talking, the style of painting changed abruptly, and in the end, they all came to cry miserably, and the scene was uncontrollable.
After the eighth inning, there was a short break.
After playing eight games in a row, Xi Yang's physical strength was not good, but by now, his physical strength has been completely exhausted.
At this time, Xi Yang was sitting on the chair, panting, his face was pale, and he was sweating.
In addition to being tired, the whole body is still tired.
Especially her feet, because of squatting for a long time, are already sore and soft, and she can't lift a little strength.
Jiang Ye looked at Xi Yang and pondered for a moment, then walked towards Gu Duhan and said in a deep voice: "Duhan, you may enter the extended game next, Xi Yang's physical strength has been exhausted, you go and prepare, prepare to play the extended game." ”
When Gu Duhan heard this, he glanced at Xi Yang, then nodded, responded, turned around and walked into the cowshed to start warming up.
After talking to Gu Duhan, Jiang Ye walked over to Xi Yang, and after saying a few words to her, the first half of the ninth game began.
At this time, on the field.
Ling Zhi's face was not very good-looking.
He had just finished the eighth game, and his face changed again.
Like Xi Yang, both of them were pale.
At the beginning of the ninth game, it was Xiao Yiming's turn to attack.
Xiao Yiming held a baseball bat, slowly walked to the field and stood up, looking sideways in the direction of Ling Zhi.
The sun was very dazzling, Xiao Yiming half-squinted, pursed his lips, and looked grim.