"Is this guy really a high school student? Could it be that the top pitcher from the professional baseball team came here to pretend, right?"

“No one can do the top professional baseball pitcher.”

In 2007, the recorded top ball speed was only 165.

And Yi Cheng's pitching just now was faster than this.

Even though Aleyan won at the starting line and responded immediately, her body could not keep up.

"So amazing..."

Ai Leyan stared with big eyes, exclaimed while giving Yi Cheng a thumbs up while smiling.

The coach of the Blue Middle School held his hands and frowned fiercely.

This is a damn...

It's like playing a game.

...

Yi Cheng curled his lips and said that this is the normal operation.

If he could change to a more reliable catcher, he could burst out with stronger abilities.

He sniffed, smiled lightly, and prepared to continue to end the game with the next straight ball.

But when Yi Cheng raised his head, he was stunned-

Ailean didn't know whether it was because of the nervousness or because the competition was indeed exhausting, and her face was covered with sweat.

So this guy didn't care about being a girl at all. He lifted up his clothes and wiped his chin with his lower collar.

As her clothes rose, Yi Cheng clearly saw her fair and obvious vest line.

The whole audience was silent, including the cameras, stopped.

Oh, hey, don't do this.

Yi Cheng felt that he was in a bad mood.

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