When the arrest discussion at Mingfeng Middle School ended and the competition returned to normal, a scene that made people dumbfounded—

Catcher Chen Ming stood up and raised his right hand to one side.

This action is a very standard action to pass.

A low sigh rang out from the audience.

"No, right? I started to be led in the first game?"

"This pitcher is a bit too timid, right? Although Zhou Zhe is indeed the most powerful fighter, there is no need to be afraid of being like this."

"Don't worry, it's just routine."

"You have never watched the previous autumn season, and Mingfeng Middle School also used the guide strategy. That game is quite classic now."

Because Mingfeng Middle School had the same trick when it was fighting against Capital No. 1 Middle School in the autumn competition, Yi Cheng successfully hit the morale of Capital No. 1 Middle School with the tactic of the guide to the full lane. Now the experienced audience is no longer accustomed to this.

"Maybe it's Mingfeng Middle School's tactics again. Yi Cheng, a pitcher, never plays according to common sense."

"Looking forward to the subsequent reversal, I really want to get into the pitcher's head and see what he is thinking."

...

Yi Cheng rolled his eyes and said he had difficulty speaking.

This time, it was really not a trick. It was simply because Zhou Zhe was too strong. If he didn't recommend him, he would be beaten up by him.

I can only say that people really like to make up for some things based on experience.

"Bad ball!!!"

"Bad ball!!!"

"Bad ball!!!"

"Bad ball!!!"

Four bad balls are taken.

Zhou Zhe dropped the bat and began to unbutton the handguard belt on his hand and walk up to first base.

At the same time, he lowered his broad chin and glanced at Yi Cheng with a sharp look.

Zhou Zhe's mouth twitched slightly and he let out a sneer.

Catcher Chen Ming clearly heard the sound from his mouth—

"coward."

Chen Ming was about to argue with him, but he saw the look he was handed over by Yi Cheng.

"Don't worry about him, let him go."

Yi Cheng said with his eyes, "We just need to win. Winning is the most important thing."

"All right."

Chen Ming responded to Yi Cheng with his eyes, "Now let this breath be held back first, and see who can laugh when they are beaten up."

Yi Cheng didn't say anything and nodded with a smile.

After being led by Zhou Zhe, the remaining hitters were a little easier to deal with.

Yi Cheng struck out the No. 5 hitter with a super-speed straight ball and barely defended the half-inning.

...

When I sat back to the rest area, Yi Cheng's clothes were already wet with cold sweat.

Ran Bingqing looked at him worriedly. The current situation was probably the coach and the pitcher who could see clearly.

The situation is not good.

In the first game, it was obvious that the players of Capital No. 1 Middle School did not adapt to Yicheng's ball speed, but if there were a few more games, it would probably be the case.

As for Zhou Zhe, Ran Bingqing also saw that this guy is a real genius. As long as his eyes can adapt, he will probably be able to hit a long shot.

Unfortunately, the game is too early now, so there is no way to let Xia Yuan replace Yi Cheng.

The best situation now is that Mingfeng Middle School’s line play can explode and open the score, which can slightly reduce the pressure on the pitcher.

Ran Bingqing is still confident in his own lineup. After all, before the team joined Yi Cheng and Xia Yuan, they won by scoring.

...

In the second half of the first game, Shu Yuhao, the ace pitcher of Capital No. 1 Middle School, performed well and steadily held the score.

I have to say that this guy is indeed SR-level. In just half a year, he has grown up again, which can be described as a qualitative leap.

In Yicheng's identification card, Shu Yuhao's pitcher level is close to full level, and there are two more ball types.

Now there are many professional baseball teams coming to poach Shu Yuhao.

According to the normal historical trend, this guy will go to the Liaodong Yongxi team to start his professional baseball career, and for a long time, he will be a strong opponent of Yunze Shenfeng team.

In the first half of the second round, because the 6-9 bats from Capital No. 1 Middle School were not very strong, Yi Cheng kept it easy.

Capital No. 1 Middle School itself has a strong team, but because the top 5 sticks are too dazzling, it creates an illusion-

It seems that the strength of the top 5 sticks is a mountain, and the back 4 sticks are not that high, so they seem to have become two levels.

The second game ended, the score between the two sides was still 0:0

Shu Yuhao, the ace pitcher of Capital No. 1 Middle School, perfectly suppressed Mingfeng Middle School's lineup today.

In addition to Shu Yuhao's good shot, the catcher's excellent performance also played a very important role.

Yi Cheng was in tears. He obviously had to be better at pitching skills, but because the catcher was not capable enough, you had no choice but to be able to exert the pitching skills.

A good catcher can not only catch the pitcher's ball, but also guide and exert strength far beyond the pitcher's own.

Looking at the few catchers sitting on this side, Yi Cheng could only say that they were other people's catchers.

...

In the first half of the third game, Mingfeng Middle School defended and Capital No. 1 Middle School attacked.

Here, the number of Capital No. 1 Middle School has been reborn in a round of play.

Another familiar four giants are fighting for the joint efforts.

Yi Cheng didn't expect anything. After winning one or two bets and being eliminated, he continued to walk three bets and four bets and Zhou Zhe.

Zhou Zhe stopped in the batting area for a few seconds this time, and did not walk directly to the first base, but looked at Yi Cheng with a contemptuous and resentful look.

"Are you going to keep walking me in today's game?"

Zhou Zhe's voice was low, vigorous and magnetic, which was very consistent with his height of more than 2 meters. (If the sound from a big man like Yao Ming's mouth was a sharp voice, it would be too scary.)

Yi Cheng curled his lips and smiled without objection.

"Sorry, that's the case."

He had made up his mind today not to let Zhou Zhe touch the ball, and kept walking Zhou Zhe to avoid losing points.

Unless it is forced.

...

In the first half of the 5th game, the score between the two sides was still 0 to 0

The schedule is halfway through, and the game is very stalemate.

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and it is another fight against Zhou Zhe last time.

The situation is that there are people at first and second bases, and one person is out.

Now Zhou Zhe is a good match.

Yi Cheng took the risk of being full of money and still stubbornly recommended Zhou Zhe.

In fact, although Yi Cheng seems cautious today, his tactics are very effective.

So far, Zhou Zhe has never had a chance to take action except for his first baton swing. Zhou Zhe's blow cannot break out, and the hitters from Capital No. 1 Middle School are also very depressed.

"Wow—"

Now the audience can understand. Yi Cheng, a trash pitcher, has any tricks. He is obviously afraid of Zhou Zhe and dare not have a head-on confrontation with him.

"Cowardly behavior!"

"Trump pitcher!"

"Go down! Change to a bloody one."

"When high school students should let go of their struggle, kid, why do you want to fight like a turtle with a head-shrinking?"

...

Yi Cheng turned a deaf ear to the sarcasm and focused on his bad ball.

Chen Ming stood there, raised his right hand flat, waiting for Yi Cheng to feed the ball.

"Bad ball!"
To be continued...