The Return of Diamond Ace Pitcher

Up to now, things are developing more and more in an uncontrollable direction.

The offense of the Qingdao High School baseball team looks like no team can stop it.

At the very least, it is very difficult for Beijing Agricultural Trade High School to block it.

A tense atmosphere permeated the entire court.

The game just started the first game, and Beijing Agricultural Trade had reached a critical moment.

In the lounge area.

The atmosphere on the Qingdao High School baseball team is quite relaxed.

For them, although the game is not over, the ending is doomed.

"If the score in the first game is more than six points, the pitcher in the next game is changed to Kawakami."

Supervisor Kataoka still has a preference for the third-year pitcher.

After all, he stays in the team less and less time, if there is a chance, Supervisor Kataoka doesn't mind sending him more on the field.

As for Sawamura Eijun.

The rest of the garbage time, Sawamura Rongchun no longer makes much sense on the court.

"Senior, come on!"

Sawamura turned his head and smiled at Kawakami.

Kawakami glanced at Kataoka gratefully and immediately went to warm up.

In the next game, he will go on the court and pitch the ball, and he must not disappoint the supervisor's expectations.

"Will you be a little rash?"

Coach Ochiai touched the mustache on his chin and said.

"If you can't even beat such a team, I would rather they lose!"

Director Kataoka was quite confident in his disciples.

"Ping!"

Baizhou followed close behind and took the hit.

The situation became that no one was out, and there were people on the first and third bases.

At this time, it was Tojo's turn for the hitters at Aodo High School.

In the first six shots, no one made a mistake, and all of them got hits.

Such a spectacular scene makes Tojo also excited.

At the same time, he was unwilling to fall behind everyone.

After entangled a few balls, he aimed for a good ball.

Tojo directly swung the bat in his hand.

"Ping!"

The quality of the shot was also good, but the players from Beijing Farmers Trade Co. responded faster.

Hastily arrived at the baseball's landing spot, ready to stop the ball.

"Snapped!"

Seeing that the baseball has entered the glove, the offense of the Qingdao High School baseball team has to stop.

At this time, an accident happened suddenly.

The white ball that fell into the glove flew away.

It's as if, in the dark, Goddess of Luck is watching the Qingdao High School baseball team.

The opponent's defenders failed to block the ball and flew out while watching the ball.

The front garden on third base ran back to home base non-stop.

Baizhou's reaction was not slow either. After crossing second base, he flew towards third base.

Originally, he planned to stop at third base, because the out of his eyes saw the fielder of Jing Nongmao and had already picked up the ball.

He didn't want to be the third base running instructor at this time but he gave him a continuation signal.

Without even turning his head back, Baizhou trusted the judgment of his teammates and ran back to home base without stopping.

There was also a small white ball in the outfield that passed back to home plate.

The distance is too far and the quality of the pass is not high.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible to stop the attacking Qingdao.

"Safety!"

Two points again!

The friends of the Qingdao High School baseball team are like acting.

From the hands of Beijing Farmer, he scored seven hits in a row.

Six points.

So far, I have never lost a single out.

Moreover, the offense is still going on, and it is impossible to see when it will stop.

crazy!

The audience at the scene went crazy.

They had always believed that the strength of Beijing Agricultural Trade was not weak.

But now it looks like it doesn't work at all.

Sure enough, Qingdao High School is invincible!

Chapter 012-Hope and Opportunity

When can Qingdao High School's offensive stop?

This is a question that lingers in everyone's mind.

Watch the game on the spot, to scout the information of the Qingdao High School baseball team.

It is also shuddering.

They have some judgments about the strength of the Jinnongmao team.

Jing Nongmao defeated Sanhe before, and Sanhe used to fight Xianquan very hard in the spring competition.

Their team's offensive power is enough to score several points in the hands of the little giant Maki.

Combined with this performance, horizontal contrast.

In fact, it is very easy to draw a conclusion that the defensive strength of Beijing Agricultural Trade should be very good.

Why did the pitcher collapse all at once?

It was the level of Beijing Farmer's that suddenly dropped.It is still the strength of the Qingdao High School baseball team, which was originally so strong.

If it's the first reason, that's fine.

But if it was the second reason, those players who came to scout would not dare to imagine.

"It's incredible!"

Even Akiko Yamato, a die-hard fan of the Aodo High School baseball team, was very surprised at this time.

According to her expectation, Jingnongmao was definitely qualified to compete with the Qingdao High School baseball team for a few rounds.

How could this be?

Fujio next to him was more calm.

"Nothing to be surprised. In the spring competition last year, Qingdao High School ran into the city junior high school. Facing the city junior high school's trump card, didn't Qingdao crash the opponent in the first game?"

What's the difference between Beijing Agricultural Trade and the junior high in the city?

Young players are super-smart when they perform well, and their strength is greatly reduced when they perform poorly.

Isn't this a matter of course?

Probably because of the last game, Jing Nongmao struggled too hard.

Therefore, the pitcher of Beijing Farmer's, in this game, behaved so embarrassed.

"In this game, the Qingdao High School baseball team has a winning ticket."

Fujio said confidently.

At the eighth, Qian Yuan was sent to third base.

I was out because of short play!

The situation became, one player was out and third base was occupied.

Then the ninth rod made persistent efforts, taking advantage of the opportunity of hitting and running to escort Tojo and return to home base.

In this process, Qingdao High School sacrificed two outs.

But their offense was unstoppable, relying only on the lower three hitters, the Qingdao High School baseball team, scored another point.

Opened the gap between the two sides to 7 points!

In the lounge area.

Sawamura Rongchun leaned lazily on the lounge chair.

He knew that in today's game, there should be no chance for him to play.

The little friends performed very well, and they have indeed grown a lot during this period.

Sawamura Eijun had to admit this.

Since the game with the North Dream Team, the friends of the Qingdao High School baseball team have also improved their confidence.

Now they have sufficient confidence to meet any challenge.

"First rod, shortstop, Kuramochi!"

Fengshui took turns, and the wire bonding of Qingdao High School returned to Cangchi's hands.

In just one round, their line-up was one round.

Such a strong start, even in the Qingdao High School baseball team, is rare.

"Hip-hop, immerse yourself in the fear of being dominated!"

In the first game, he was seven points ahead of his opponent. The players from Beijing Agricultural Trade High School looked very pitiful.

Especially their pitcher Hanayama.

The whole person seemed to be crumbling, like a small wooden boat ravaged by violent storms.

It may be destroyed at any time.

In the face of such a poor opponent, Kuramochi had no plans to be soft-hearted.

He doesn't mind the things like falling into the ground.

If in the first game, you can lead your opponent by more than ten.

Why wait until the second game?

Anyway, the Qingdao High School baseball team has decided to show their strength strongly.

Daocheng Industry can win the opponent by a few points in the first round, and so can their Qingdao High School baseball team.

With such a plan in his heart, Kuramochi certainly couldn't have any softness in the face of the flying white ball.

He directly swung the bat in his hand and slammed at the small white ball.

"Ping!"