The scores between the two sides are still O-to.

History is always similar, and Yicheng ushered in the fourth round of Du No. 1 Middle School.

The situation on the court is more serious than before, with one base and two bases, no one is out.

The player on the field is still the trump card Zhou Zhe.

The little giant, who was two meters tall and had an amazing reaction, swung the bat hard on the court, not caring about the back injury caused by the baseball just now.

Zhou Zhe's eyes were extremely sharp and he stared at Yi Cheng fiercely.

"No matter how many times you vote, I will play."

"OK."

Yi Cheng smiled lightly, showing a sunny and free smile on his face.

"But, I'm not going to take the lead this time,"

He responded meaningfully to Zhou Zhe's gaze, with a firm and fearless look.

“Since I want to play my ball so much, then—

Let you play!"
Chapter completed!