Yi Cheng, a high school affiliated to Normal University, has experienced it. Jin Ge, one of the best pitchers in the country, blocked their line. If Yi Cheng had not bought a reply medicine from the mall, he would not have won the previous game at all.

Now an ordinary No. 3 Middle School defeated them?

Yi Cheng couldn't believe this.

"So have there been any changes in the No. 3 Middle School in the City?" Yi Cheng asked Ran Bingqing.

Ran Bingqing hugged her hands, and was also confused.

"The team members have basically not changed much, except for the addition of a transfer student catcher. It is said that the coach has changed. The coach of the No. 3 Middle School has coached the professional baseball team before, called Qing Deheng.

And the transfer student catcher is said to be his son, named Qing Yunhe."

"Impossible?" Yi Cheng had great doubts about this. He had also seen several coaches at the professional baseball team. "Just changing coaches and adding a catcher can make a second-rate team defeat the Affiliated High School of Normal University?!"

"What do you think," Ran Bingqing said expressionlessly, "The coach is equivalent to the team's coach. The catcher is the commander on the court. A smart coach and a catcher who can execute accurately can improve the strength of the team and win by surprise.

Think about it, when Liu Bei got Zhuge, his troops were 108,000 miles lower than Cao Cao. What was the result? He could burn Bowangpo and Chibi when he first came out of his cottage, which made Cao Cao fail to go to Huarong Road... It can be seen how huge the role of a wise general is."

"Oh..." Yi Cheng nodded.

It was at this time that I don’t know who said that—

"No wonder we can't beat Du Yi Zhong, it turns out that it's not just a matter of strength."

"What does it mean?!" Teacher Ran was not very happy.

Everyone was immediately silent.

...

The competition was held at the Provincial Workers Baseball Stadium.

Ran Bingqing represented Mingfeng Middle School team and the opponent's head coach Qing Deheng to each other and decided who would attack first.

In the end, Ran Bingqing failed to play rock-scissors and the No. 3 Middle School attacked first.

After Ran Bingqing returned from the court, Yi Cheng looked at her a little resentful look and wondered if he had suffered any terrible curse from this teacher.

Ran Bingqing will lose every bet.

Any crow's mouth will definitely be realized.

This has already fallen into the category of general probability.

...

The competition officially begins:

In the first half of the first inning, Mingfeng Middle School defended, and as usual, the pitcher was the senior veteran Yan Fei.

Although Yan Fei's pitching is not sharp enough, the biggest feature is that it is stable.

He has a strong ball possession ability.

Especially the curve ball with a large gap, known as the full moon scimitar, is very deceptive and it is very difficult for the hitter to fight.

The first hitter walked onto the batting area.

Ran Bingqing suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Yi Cheng turned around and asked her.

Ran Bingqing looked down at his small notebook and said strangely, "It's really strange. It's really unreasonable to play cards this time. The first stick was the original four sticks, which is the strongest hitter of the original No. 3 Middle School."

Yicheng doesn’t know much about No. 3 Middle School, but it seems strange that Ran Bingqing says this.

Generally speaking, the strongest stick will be placed at 3, 4, and 5 in order to get more points.

The first stick usually gives players who are quick to get on the base as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if the subsequent sticks have no impact, even if the king stick is placed in the first stick, you will not be able to score.

This is the first time Yi Cheng has seen such an abnormal routine as the No. 3 Middle School of the City.

Their coach, either, is a genius who makes a spell, or is a ghost.

The first kick was Tang Libin, with his strong strength, hit a long hit from Yan Fei's hand and ran to first base safely.

At first glance, this person is very powerful and has a serious insight into the pitching path.

Even if he is not as good as Su Xiao with dynamic vision or Zhou Zhe with absolute response, he is still considered a great deal.

After Yan Fei watched Tang Libin go to the base, although he was not relaxed, he didn't have much worry.

The second batsman is obviously much weaker.

However, Tang Libin stood at the first base and was eager to try it out, and had a tendency to steal the base, which made Yan Fei a little upset.

With 5 balls, Yan Fei finally successfully solved the second hitter.

The third club in the No. 3 Middle School of the City has a new face.

Of course, life is relative to Yan Fei and Ran Bingqing.

For Yi Cheng, the teams who have never fought have all faces.

"This should be the catcher Qing Yunhe." Ran Bingqing said expressionlessly.

Yi Cheng observed silently.

Qingyunhe, the name is quite nice.

He is also very easy-going, with ordinary appearance and narrow eyes.

Wide lips, shaved with a square flat head.

She has a similar figure to Yi Cheng, with a look between 175 and 18o.

After playing, Qing Yunhe didn't have any fancy foreplay, so she carried the bat on her shoulders and then pushed it to her chest.

A pair of squinting eyes, I really can't see what the expression is inside my eyes.

Yi Xingyu, a catcher from Mingfeng Middle School, squatted on the ground and glanced at the innocent face.

Yi Xingyu is completely unfamiliar with this team member of the No. 3 Middle School.

I haven't heard of his name before.

Either he is a pure newcomer, or his previous strength has not attracted the attention of others.

The strength should be just the average level.

Yi Xingyu was thinking in his mind:

Now, as soon as you are out, there are people at the first base, and even if Qingyun and the base are allowed to go up, they will not lose points.

First use a low bad ball in the outer corner to test his strength.

Yi Xingyu made up his mind and gave Yan Fei a secret code.

Bad ball with low outer angle.

Understood.

Yan Fei nodded, then raised his legs and swung his arms, and threw the ball forward with force.

At the same time, Tang Libin, who was standing at first base, suddenly moved.

He spread his legs and ran to the second base.

Oops!

Yan Fei felt nervous—

It's a thief.

But he had to be on the string. At this time, as long as he stepped on the pitcher board, he would shoot the bow and never turn back.

Swish-

A white light flew out of his hand and headed straight to the outer corner.

Yi Xingyu was on full alert and was ready to pass the ball to the second base the moment he received the ball.

However, the white ball ran to the front of his gloves and suddenly a bat appeared out of thin air.

Damn...

Yi Xingyu's eyes wide open—

How is this possible?

Bang!!!

Qing Yunhe swung a stick and bit the white ball steadily.

Then sweep outwards with great force and degree.

Buzz...

Yan Fei could almost hear the sound of a baseball being shot out and flying by with his ears.

The white ball floated high, carrying everyone's hearts hanging in the air, flew past the clouds, crossed the high walls, and then steadily hit the scoring screen, making a crisp sound.

Everyone was frightened.

Including Ran Bingqing, he opened his mouth in surprise, not understanding at all why this happened.

"Home run!"

Damn...

Yi Cheng sighed in his heart.

This guy is quite awesome.

It’s not that his strength and batting ability are so outstanding. What Yi Cheng admires is that—

Qing Yunhe chose to play the first ball, and she looked like she was prepared for it.

It was as if he knew in advance that Yan Fei would be cast to that position.
Chapter completed!