The white ball penetrated the third baseman's glove and fell between him and the left fielder.

At the same time, the voice of the catcher Ailean has just ended

"Left Outfield!"

Runners at Mingfeng Middle School generally rushed to their own destinations when they fought for their lives.

The outfielder said that the third base was slower, and He Dongliang had already rushed to the third base safely.

The third baseman gave up the second base and quickly passed the first base, but just like before, his arm strength was not enough to pass the ball and was delayed again.

Xia Yuan rushed to first base at a not-quick speed.

"Wow!!!" A shout rang out in the audience.

The pitchers and catchers at Azure Middle School were aware of the crisis and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.

Marco's heart suddenly skipped a beat and his eyes widened as he suddenly realized.

He turned around and looked at Yi Cheng, who was sitting under the court in disbelief.

My mother

Could this guy not?

Yi Cheng was looking at him and smiled sly.

Provocative

This bastard!

Marco cursed in his heart.

He looked up at his catcher, hesitating whether to tell the coach to replace Ailean.

But if you replace Alexan, it would be useless. It would be like losing the last ace of the team's defense, and no catcher can do better than her.

Marco struggled for a moment and gave up his plan to replace him.

The game continues.

Manluo, no one was out.

The next situation can be said to be a miraculous reversal, or one-sided

The batsmen at Mingfeng Middle School played three consecutive hits and successfully scored 32 in this half of the game.

In the second half of the ninth inning, with the stable performance of Mingfeng Middle School pitcher Xia Yuan, Weilan Middle School tried hard and still failed to get a score.

With the third outs of Azule Middle School appearing, this thrilling game finally ended.

The final score was frozen at 32

Mingfeng Middle School won the final victory.

The audience stood up and applauded. No one felt that there was no victory in this game, and no one felt that Ai Lan Middle School was a loser.

They can even say that this is the most memorable thing they have seen so many summer and competitions.

Yes.

Unforgettable forever.

The members of Mingfeng Middle School hugged each other and cried. The game was really difficult to win.

Who would have thought that they could actually hold on in the end, and who would have thought that they could really win back the game in the end.

These 2 points are like a mountain hanging over the heads of everyone, which keeps them breathless, but they didn't expect that they would win in the end.

The members of Mingfeng Middle School lifted Xia Yuan up and played a game of throwing in the air.

Xia Yuan didn't know whether it was because of excitement, happiness, fear, or heart disease, and his whole face was pale.

"Xia Yuan, you performed so well today."

"Yes, it's amazing whether it's the previous hit or the suppression of the latter half of the game."

"You will be my idol from now on."

"Xia Yuan is not an idol, it is our God of Luck, right?"

Everyone praised Xia Yuan shyly and lowered their heads.

"Where, I'm not that powerful," Xia Yuan scratched his head and said in a low voice.

But it can be seen that he is still very happy.

"Ah, are you wrong?" Yi Cheng hummed dissatisfiedly, "Isn't the person I should be most grateful for when I can win? Thanks to my command."

"Bad, we didn't think it was okay because you lost."

"Who was encouraging other people's catcher just now?"

"Damn Yi Cheng, to be honest, have you become fond of someone else's female catcher?"

"Hey?!No?!"

"Damn it, no wonder, I said why the two of them were flirting with each other? You were the traitors of the team after a long time!"

"Magoji, are you sure you can figure out the situation?!"

Yi Cheng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but complain.

"Hmph. You don't know what I did to bring us back to life."

"What did you do?" everyone asked, "What can you do? Do you think that seeing today's winning has something to do with you?"

"Oh," Yi Cheng sighed, and pretended to be heartbroken and hammered his chest, "You ungrateful people, have you forgotten who made you perform the short-strike push tactic?"

"Also," Yi Cheng added, "You have forgotten, who gave up on Xia Yuan?"

Everyone was slightly stunned.

"Isn't it because we play well?"

"I think it's okay not to use short strokes."

"And everyone will change to Xia Yuan, right? The two of you have different batting abilities."

"Yes, Xia Yuan's pitching is much more stable than you. I will be the one who will command the game and change Xia Yuan."

"Haha," Yi Cheng looked contemptuous, stepped on one foot on the bench, and pointed at them with his fingers, "I give you two words

childish."

"Ah! I can't stand it anymore." Lin Xiang pinched his fingers and made a crackling sound, "I must beat this bastard today, otherwise he will go upstairs."

Of course, no matter how he talks about it, he didn't really want to take action.

The team members pretended to hug Lin Xiang's waist, so that he could not beat Yi Cheng up because of impulse.

Although they couldn't stand this arrogant guy very much.

"You should have seen Ailean's prediction ability, right?" Yi Cheng asked with a raised eyebrows.

Yes, when they really stood opposite to Azule Middle School today, they realized that terrifying prediction even more.

Ailean can always predict the ball path at the first time and issue an early warning at the first time.

Whether as a garrison or an offensive party, this ability has at least doubled the combat effectiveness of Weilan Middle School.

This is also why they fought so hard today

With Ailean's warning, the line-up cannot be broken out at all.

"However, there is one, and perhaps the only way to deal with her premonition," Yi Cheng smiled. "Even if she can judge the ball path and send out the message at the first time, the process of making a voice will take time."

"Did you see my pitching in today's game?" Yi Cheng looked at them seriously and explained, "I threw a ball speed of more than 160 to make Al Leyan's reaction speed unable to keep up.

Then the same is true for you to adopt a short-term push strategy.”

"Oh, I understand!" Huang Tianheng slapped his head and suddenly realized.

"If you use the normal hitting method and want to play a long shot, the ball's flying height and distance will be higher and farther, and it will also take more time. This period of time can fully utilize her prediction ability for Aleks.

But what if we use short strokes?”

Yi Cheng smiled sly.

"When playing in the low-flying ball in the infield, the ball will land quickly, and the time is very short. Even if Aleyan can predict the landing point of the flight, the time it takes for her to speak is not shorter than the time it takes for the ball to land.

If timeliness is lost, the early warning mechanism will lose its function.

In other words, in the game just now, Ailean lost her unique ability and became an ordinary catcher."

"Then, the reason why Xia Yuan was asked to play for me," Yi Cheng spread his hands helplessly, "it was mainly because Chen Ming couldn't catch my ball."

"Damn it, Yicheng, you little Wangdan, I won't beat you to death!" Substitute catcher Chen Ming expressed his dissatisfaction.

Even if Yi Cheng was telling the truth, no one wanted to listen to him.

"Mom, Yi Cheng, are you saying true?"

"Do you believe him?"

"Only Yi Cheng can say this kind of thing, only because of shamelessness."

Yi Cheng curled his lips and said it didn't matter.

Heroes are always not understood by the public.

The only thing that made him feel a little bit of self-blame was

Yicheng, Yicheng, are you still a personal person even if you have to plot against your future wife?
Chapter completed!