He turned sideways and glanced at Kang Jiahua.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Rintian raised his foot and threw a ball again.

Baseball approaching at high speed.

As the baseball fell into the hands of Gu Duhan,

The referee raised his right hand: "Three good balls, the hitter is out!" ”

The voice fell.

The rest seat of Chuan Liu High School erupted in cheers.

Xie Rintian did not make any waves.

This is the first person to strike.

It's not enough.

He's going to strike at more and more enemies.

Xie Rintian is in very good shape, although it is his first time on the field, his mentality is very stable, and his pitching is also very stable, and in a short period of time, he knocked out the three of Shenglin High School.

Offensive and defensive exchanges.

It's the turn of Kawaliu High School to attack.

The opponent's pitcher is Ke Jinghe.

Equally.

Stream's offense didn't score a point.

The relationship between the two schools has become white-hot.

Back and forth offensive and defensive.

No one scored a single point.

And Chuanliu High School has always been two points ahead of Shenglin High School.

In the blink of an eye,

It's the eighth inning.

In the first half, the Kawaliu High School offense did not score.

In the second half, it was Shenglin High School to attack.

Looking at the scores on the scorescreen, Jiang Fanchuan squinted his eyes.

As long as this game is held against Shenglin High School's offense, they will win.

Last year, I had a fierce battle with Sheng Lin.

This year, it was so easy to win, Jiang Fanchuan had a sense of unreality, faintly, there was always a bad premonition.

The other guys didn't notice it, they were immersed in the joy of the imminent victory, and shouted even harder.

"Come on, little heaven! As long as we hold on to this game, we win! ”

"Come on, seniors!!"

"Xiaotian, I'm optimistic about you! Let's finish the game handsomely! ”

With the cheering of all the guys,

Xie Rintian and Gu Duhan played again.

This will, at the rest seat of Shenglin High School.

Kang Jiahua sat next to Ke Jinghe, looking at Xie Rintian's figure with a solemn face.

"Is that the end of it?"

As his words fell.

The announcer sounded on the field.

"In the second half of the eighth game, it was attacked by Shenglin High School."

"The next hitter is Sheng Lin High School's fourth baseman, No. 1 pitcher, Ke Jinghe."

Hearing the announcement, Ke Jinghe got up and put on his batting cap and picked up the baseball bat.

After walking a few steps, Ke Jinghe suddenly stopped, and he glanced back at Kang Jiahua with a faint expression.

"Straight ball, just swing the bat."

"And it's not over yet, it's just the beginning."

When the words fell, Ke Jinghe turned his head and raised his feet and slowly walked onto the stage.

Kang Jiahua looked at Ke Jinghe's back, a little dazed, and he hadn't reacted yet.

What did Ke Jinghe mean by what he said just now?

Just when he was puzzled, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of Xie Rintian who was pitching.

Kang Jiahua looked over and watched Xie Rintian pitch.

Seeing this, Kang Jiahua suddenly realized and immediately understood.

I see.

There was one thing he had been overlooking.

Xie Rintian, the No. 19 of Chuanliu High School, played these few games, and all the shots were straight balls.

Because of the speed, people can't grasp the timing of the swing, so they find it difficult to hit.

Although this is the case, in these few rounds, he has not seen Xie Rintian throw other balls,

At this moment, Kang Jiahua stood up violently, and his eyes lit up.

Could it be that Xie Rintian can only straighten the ball?!

If so, then they still have a chance.

Although Xie Rintian's ball speed is fast, it is still a little inferior to Jiang Fanchuan's ball.

Plus these rounds,

They also have an adaptation to Xie Rintian's ball speed.

If nothing else.

Xie Rintian's ball, for them, there is no longer any threat.

Thinking of this, Kang Jiahua's heart ignited a blazing hope.