"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

On the pitcher's mound, a young man who was about 16 or 18 years old raised his legs, twisted his waist, stepped on the ground, threw his arms, made a set of smooth movements, threw the baseball in his hand hard, squatted in the hand gloves at home plate, and made a loud crashing sound.

The first batter at the waiting position, who was still full of confidence and said that he wanted to hit a big one, saw "Whew! "Wooh!" "Whew!" The white shadow that flew quickly over home plate fell silent.

He now just wants the pitcher on the other side to have a solid ball control and not send him to touch the ball to base.

He's here to play, not to play with his life, it's at least at a speed of more than 155km/h, it's no joke to hit him, is this still a shopping street derby, or did he go somewhere wrong and came to the Neon Professional Baseball League?

"Hey~ Where did the opposite team find a monster high school student?"

"Cheating cheating! The other party is cheating, this person is borrowed from professional baseball, right? ”

"I know this kid, it's the son of the sporting goods store on the next street, and he really didn't cheat"

"Yabai, how will this game be played?"

Before the game even started, the opposing pitchers just tried to shoot a few in the warm-up, which scared everyone in the rest area on their side.

"Seniors in Shuduo Village~ Remember to eat pasta for a week if you lose~" On the other side's supporters, there was a sudden loud voice, the voice was crisp and good, it sounded like it was also in the young age of high school, and although the words were honorific, there was no respect at all.

"KO NO YA RO U" The pitcher on the pitcher's mound said with a grinning expression.

"Light ~ Come on!" It was the same voice from that direction, but this time it was a little girl's.

At this time, the referee signaled the first baton to step forward and start the game.

The first batter, Hideyoshi Kinoshita, was the newspaper delivery man, who stood on the batting seat, and after a few symbolic swings, nodded to the referee to signal that he was ready.

"Come on, Kinoshita! Wave a big one! ”

"Come on! Above, Kinoshita! ”

"Beat him up! Let them know how good the Sunamachi boy is! ”

Although I showed all kinds of cowardice after seeing the opponent's pitch just now, who wouldn't talk hi? And now it's not himself who is standing on the blow seat, so he has to work harder to instigate it.

"Bang!" "Good ball!"

The pitcher on the opposite side is not ambiguous at all, and when he comes up, he is a quick straight ball in the middle, and he is not afraid of being hit big at all.

And the quality of watching the ball, this pitcher is not the kind of slow-burning pitcher, it takes a few rounds of dreams to get into the state, and the opponent has already entered the state from the beginning, and it is full of firepower.

Kinoshita Hideyoshi on the battering bench was a little dazed, and when he stood at such a close distance from the ball, he would know how terrifying the power of a hard baseball with a ball speed of more than 155km/h was.

The whistling white shadows, the sound of the wind rubbing against the air, and the loud muffled sound of hitting the gloves all make people feel frightened, just like in the subway station, looking at the train that is speeding past without slowing down, the feeling of fear.

The next two balls, whether the opponent threw a bad ball or a good ball, a fast ball or a slow ball, a change ball or a straight ball, he didn't know, he only remembered that he was sent out of the game after two empty swings.

"Good ball!"

"The hitter is out!"

Following the referee's voice, Kinoshita Hideyoshi dragged the bat with a blank face and walked towards the rest area. Even the second batter, who passed by him and wanted to get some pitcher information from him, didn't pay attention.

"Kinoshita, how's that pitcher's ball?"

"How does it feel to see it up close?"

The crowd gathered around and asked Kinoshita Hideyoshi about it.

“… Hurry, it's too fast, you can't touch the ball at all" Kinoshita Hideyoshi said with a confused expression.

"Bang!"

"Good ball!"

"The hitter is out!"

Before he could finish speaking, the second stick came back in disgrace.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Good ball!"

"Strikeout!"

"Offensive and defensive exchanges!"

The third baton soon followed suit, and the opposing defenders withdrew from the field one after another, while their side put on their equipment and went to the field.

In fact, there is no equipment to wear, just a glove, in addition to the shop, he has to help others, in order to put on the whole set of equipment, including chest guards, shin guards, masks, these things are available, but there is no crotch guard, Lin Douge felt that this design was very unreasonable, and the most important point was that there was no safety facility to protect it?

Douglas Lin slowly ran to the left field area and stood still, watching the changes in the field with his hands on his hips.

Compared with the fierce pitchers of the other side, the pitchers on their side seem to be a bit exaggerated, with all kinds of bocce balls and short hits appearing frequently. But in the end, no one succeeded in getting on base, which was all due to the strength of the guards on their side, and those thrilling saves caused bursts of cheers from the audience.

But he could see at a glance that this group of middle-aged uncles was pretending, and the ball that could be easily received was stunned to catch it in a thrilling last second, and he had to split a fork, or roll a performance.

There are no strong hitters in the opponent's strike lineup, and the outfield area on his side is very leisurely, and you can go and get a bottle of water to drink slowly without the ball flying over. What if a ball does fly while drinking water, you ask? Of course, I continued to drink water, otherwise what else could I do? Do you put on Sister Wei's expression?

Soon the first game ended at 0-0, and there was another round of offensive and defensive exchanges, with the defender off the field and the attacker on the field.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Good ball!"

“out！”

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Strikeout!"

One by one, the attackers came back dejected, completely unconfident that they would be able to get a point from the opponent in the future.

While baseball is a team sport and a sense of cooperation, it also has individual heroism.

Like the position of pitcher, it is the center of the whole court, the core of the defense, and the strong can rely on the pitcher and the shopkeeper alone, and can finish the opposite side; The ability is average, and with the help of teammates to defend, they can also hold the situation; But if it's a poor pitcher, it's possible to be beaten into a sieve by the opposite side and score consecutive points.

The importance of the pitcher in the team is undoubted, so this position in the team, there is also a call for the ace.

The opposing ace pitcher sent their sixth batter out as well, another three-up, three-up, three-down, and then an offensive and defensive exchange.

Lin Douge originally thought that this time there should be nothing to do with him, in "Bing! After that, the baseball flew diagonally in this direction.

He glanced at the baseball's flight trajectory and speed, roughly predicted where the ball would land, and hurriedly accelerated to the rear, although his start was slow, but his running speed made up for the backwardness in this regard.

The baseball flew diagonally upward, and when it reached the highest point, it slowly fell diagonally downward, and when it was still three or four meters above the ground, it was already about to fly out of the wall, and if it flew out, it would be a home run, a kind of beautiful ball that could score directly and make the audience cheer.

Some of the supporters on the opposing side have already stood up, ready to celebrate and cheer at any moment.

But at this moment, a fast figure flashed in front of their eyes, like a cheetah chasing its prey, and the prey he was chasing was the white baseball that was still flying in mid-air.

Lin Douge has been speeding up and not stopping, even when he saw that he was about to hit the outer wall, he did not slow down and stop, and the audience outside the stadium saw this scene, and they already had a premonition that there was going to be a wall collision, and they all looked at this moment nervously, and their hearts were about to jump to their throats.

"Bang!" With a bang, Lin Douge did not hit the wall, but kicked on the wall, jumped with strength, his whole body stretched exaggeratedly in mid-air, his waist and back were tensed, his arms stretched straight up, and the whole person looked like a beautiful bow.

"Smack!" With a bang, the little white ball obediently threw itself into his glove like a tired bird returning to its nest.

Then he fell back to the ground in style with the sight of the baseball and the whole court, and lifted his trophy high like a victorious general.

“out！”

"The hitter is out!"

When the referee saw the baseball in his glove, he shouted out the result.

Hikaru Tsutamura, who was standing on the batting bench and threw away his bat and was about to slowly circle the field to celebrate the score, opened his mouth blankly, and then walked back to the rest area with a helpless face.

Originally, this was his highlight moment, but now he has become someone else's highlight foil.

"Wow! Wow! This guy should be three or four meters tall when he jumped just now."

"Si Guoyi! Si Country! This kind of bouncing power can be a great athlete anywhere."

"Isn't Boss Lin a chef? Are chefs so physically fit now? ”

"Rinnysans Country~"

"Doug-kun was so handsome just now! It's like a hero."

"Brother Doug! This must be a celebration! Celebration! ”

Lin Doug spread his arms, enjoying the cheers that the audience gave him at this moment, and smiled shallowly.

(End of chapter)