Lin Niannian frowned slightly: "Why?" ”

Nie Qianyu spread his hands and said helplessly: "He hates slippery balls, and he usually doesn't hit." ”

"Isn't it!" Lin Niannian was shocked.

She thought Jiang Fanchuan was invincible.

Unexpectedly, there were also balls that missed.

Jiang Fanchuan couldn't hit the slideball, so he was directly blocked by the other party.

Compared to other people's nervousness,

Shi Yebei was not nervous at all, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "Don't make up your mind too early, how to say it, milk is also our trump card, there are still two balls, let's take a look." ”

The voice fell.

The others were not talking, quietly watching the field.

At this time, Jiang Fanchuan clenched the bat with both hands and looked in Zhou Xing's direction, his ink pupils were cold.

He really didn't like this slide.

The path of a large slide is unpredictable.

And Zhou Xing also realized it and threw a ball again.

The second ball is still a slippery ball.

Jiang Fanchuan still didn't move, and his eyes became even colder.

I still shoot this ball, I really hate it to death.

Seeing this, Zhou Xing hooked up a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, one day.

Jiang Fanchuan will be knocked out by him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xing finally felt much more comfortable.

Let him finish off Jiang Fanchuan!

Thinking about it, Zhou Xing raised his front foot and threw a ball again.

The last ball, or a slider!

Seeing this, Jiang Fanchuan pursed his lips, and his eyes suddenly deepened.

I said that I hate this kind of ball, and I keep throwing it.

Just as the baseball was approaching home plate and was about to move to the other side, a wooden bat suddenly appeared and hit the baseball from it.

Poof——!

A crisp and loud sound.

With the sound of the ball, the baseball spun at high speed and flew towards the outfield, and finally fell behind the shortstop.

The moment the ball flies,

Xiao Yiming and Jiang Fanchuan both started at the same time.

Seeing this, the smile on Zhou Xing's face froze.

Gu Minghui reacted, and quickly stood up and said: "Guerrilla! Pass third base! ”

Shortstop Du Yang quickly picked up the ball and passed back to third base.

Approaching the third base, at the last moment, Xiao Yiming's body tilted and slid directly.

When Xiao Yiming's left foot touched the base bag, the baseball flew into the third baseman's glove at the same time.

The third base judge paused, then straightened up and said, "Safe!" safe！ ”

Xiao Yiming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

And over there, Jiang Fanchuan also successfully got to first base.

Standing on first base, Jiang Fanchuan was a little lucky, but fortunately he successfully got to base.

Otherwise, his milk tea will fly away.

Thinking about it now, Jiang Fanchuan still has some lingering palpitations.

Seeing this, everyone at Chuanliu High School held up banners and posters and cheered, and the atmosphere was warm and energetic.

Zhou Xing listened to this voice and looked back at the cheering group of young men, his face was as ugly as it was.

Turning around, Zhou Xing looked at Gu Minghui coldly.

Didn't you say that Jiang Fanchuan hated slides? How can that be beaten?

Gu Minghui lowered his eyes.

He had watched Jiang Fanchuan's game before, and according to the information, Jiang Fanchuan really hated sliding, and the probability of sliding was very low.

And now Jiang Fanchuan can actually play out.

That only proves one point.

Jiang Fanchuan: He has overcome the weakness of the slideball.

At this time, Shi Yebei looked at Jiang Fanchuan on the field and chuckled a few times.

"Milk Fan does hate slipballs, but it doesn't mean that he can't play, and that's all in the past, people will always grow up, just like Milk Fan, he will always overcome this weakness, it's only a matter of time."

"The trump card of milk multiplication is well deserved."

In the team, the ball he is good at is a slider.