After nine rounds, their physical exertion was great.

On such a hot day, it is estimated that you will suffer from heat stroke, and you will also have physical exertion, so you must end the game quickly.

In this game, he must play an advantage, successfully go to base, let Xi Yang play the last bat, and try to end the game in this inning.

Xiao Yiming retracted his thoughts and prepared for the action.

Ling Zhi kicked the soil under his feet, turned sideways, looked in the direction of Xiao Yiming, raised his front foot, and threw a ball.

Xiao Yiming didn't move, watching the baseball fall into Jing Ye's hands.

Referee: "Good shot." ”

Then, Xiao Yiming retracted his gaze, looked at Ling Zhi, and prepared again.

Now Ling Zhi's ball has no suppressive power.

You can hit it out.

While thinking about it, Ling Zhi threw a ball again.

When the ball flew over, Xiao Yiming decisively swung the bat and knocked the baseball out.

Seeing this, Xiao Yiming immediately dropped his baseball bat and ran towards first base.

At the same time, Jing Ye hurriedly stood up and commanded.

And in the end, Xiao Yiming successfully got on base.

The next stick is Su Subai.

Su Subai slowly walked on the field, very nervous.

When he came to the strike area and stood up, Su Subai kept thinking in his heart.

We must play well, we must play well, we must play out, and we must succeed in getting on base.

Because he was too attentive, Ling Zhi threw the first ball, and before Su Subai could react and swing the bat, the ball had already fallen into Jing Ye's hands.

Referee: "Good shot! ”

When Su Subai heard this, he came back to his senses, frowned, and felt annoyed in his heart.

Damn it.

It was a wasted opportunity.

At this time, Su Subai didn't dare to get distracted anymore, and stared straight in the direction of Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi took a breath and threw a ball again.

Seeing the ball flying over, Su Subai immediately swung his bat.

But because he swung the stick too fast, he missed.

The referee: "Two good balls!" ”

Su Subai listened, swallowed his saliva, held the hand of the bat, trembled slightly, and his heart became even more nervous.

There is only one chance, and if he misses again, he will be out.

No, no, no.

He can't be out, he's got to hit, he's got to get on base, he's got to win.

Thinking about it, Su Subai became more focused.

Ling Zhi took the ball passed back by Jing Ye, his eyes were serious.

Su Subai wanted to go to the base, Ling Zhi wanted to strike Su Subai, and for a while, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Standing on the pitcher's mound, Ling Zhi raised his front foot, looked in the direction of Su Subai, and threw a ball again with all his strength.

The moment the ball flew out, the baseball cap that Ling Zhi threw fell to the ground.

The baseball flew straight over.

Su Subai watched tightly, and at the moment when the baseball was approaching, his eyes changed, and he swung the stick vigorously with both hands.

A baseball bat sliced through the air, but there was no expected sound of hitting the ball.

I only heard a muffled sound, and then the voice of the referee slowly sounded: "Good ball!" The hitter is out. ”

Before Su Subai could be happy, he was poured a basin of cold water, and suddenly his whole body strength was drained, his hands hung down weakly, and he looked back at the baseball in Jing Ye's hand, speechless.

He... Didn't hit it.

After a long while, Su Subai retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and turned around lonely.

And at the moment of turning around, Su Subai finally couldn't help but redden.

Walking back to the rest seat with his head down, Su Subai didn't speak, walked to the corner alone and sat down, without saying a word.

The guys watched and knew that Su Subai was in a bad mood at this time, so they didn't go up to disturb him.

Only Nie Qianyu walked over and sat quietly next to Su Subai without making a sound.

Xi Yang glanced at Su Subai, sighed, and then walked to the side and picked up a baseball bat.