Yunze City, Yunze Province.

Mingfeng Middle School.

Mingfeng Middle School is a prestigious school that can train many key college students every year.

The number of people in Tsinghua and Peking University remains at least two digits per year.

Moreover, Mingfeng Middle School is not only strong in learning, but also in sports.

For example, its swimming team, table tennis team, football team...

Basically, there are all world championships.

The only regret is baseball.

The baseball team of Mingfeng Middle School is not considered a strong team or a weak team nationwide.

Unfortunately, I have never entered the Summer National Competition.

According to the team coach Ran Bingqing—

Mingfeng Baseball Team is very strong in playing in the line, at least in the top ten in the country.

This can be seen from previous games.

Basically, you can score points in every game, and most games can score double digits.

But the disadvantages are also obvious.

Losing is basically 2 digits.

They are missing a soul pitcher.

A pitcher who can suppress enemy scores.

Today, in Yi Cheng, Teacher Ran saw such a glimmer of hope.

It is like a candlelight in the dark, illuminating the world.

"Hey, first grader, have a strong shot!" She whistled to the training ground.

A strong stick means a powerful hitter.

Such people will have better blows than others, and they can often hit strong long shots in the game to create scoring opportunities for others.

After a while, a big flat head ran over from the field.

"Teacher Ran, can you see me?"

The big flat head was about 1.8 meters tall, with a low voice and a muffled voice.

"It's OK."

Ran Bingqing smiled.

This guy is named Luo Tian. Although he is a freshman in the first grade, he is a very optimistic hitter.

Mingfeng Middle School has never shortage of beaters, which is also a virtuous cycle.

The more obvious your advantages in a certain aspect, the more you can accumulate advantages in this aspect.

This year's first-year high school student Luo Tian is tall and has strong strength. Although he is still a little tender now, he has the potential to become the main force of the future team.

Ran Bingqing gave an introduction to Yi Cheng and Luo Tian.

Both sides got to know each other.

"What's wrong, coach?" Luo Tian asked with a subwoofer.

"You come to be the hitter."

Ran Bingqing looked back at Yi Cheng, "He's here to pitch."

"Oh, OK."

Luo Tian went to pick up a bat and came back.

In baseball games, there are generally three types of bats used by bats to hit the ball: wooden sticks, aluminum sticks, and composite sticks.

However, since aluminum rods and composite ball bats are metal products, there are certain dangers.

Later, all world events stipulated:

Only use wooden sticks.

So to this day, whether it is a professional base, a young base or a green base, you use wooden sticks in a unified manner.

However, there are certain changes in the size and length of the bat.

Luo Tian has strong arms and likes to use larger ones.

He stood in the batting area and waved his baton hard.

The wind is vigorous.

"Hey, you go and put on the protective gear first." Ran Bingqing raised Luo Tian's chin.

Luo Tian didn't ask why, he did whatever the teacher said, and he went to the side to wear the protective gear.

The helmet protected half of his face, only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Teacher Ran is protecting you." Xiao Hei looked up and glanced at Luo Tian.

Judging from the violent shot of that guy Yi Cheng just now, maybe you can lie in the hospital with a goal.

Being beaten by baseball is not a joke.

The most famous event in history is—

In a professional baseball game, when a pitcher was pitching, a white dove accidentally entered the field.

As a result, Bai Ge was killed on the spot.

The white feathers flew all over the sky.

Baseball is different from football. It is small in size and solid in balls. It is very hard and is equivalent to a bullet at a high ball speed.

Luo Tian did not see the scene of Yi Cheng's violent attack just now, so of course he didn't know about this.

He just acted as his batsman as Teacher Ran said.

"Okay, let's explain the rules first."

Ran Bingqing held his hands, "You will play according to the official game. Yi Cheng made 3 goals. If the hitter does not hit the ball, he will run 5 laps per ball. If the catcher does not catch the ball, he will run 5 laps per ball."

"Hey. Teacher Ran doesn't bring such a person..."

Xiao Hei was sad.

Luo Tian said expressionlessly.

This stupid fool.

Xiao Hei thought to himself, you don’t know the seriousness of the matter yet.

"For you." Ran Bingqing turned around and faced Yi Cheng, "If you make a big shot three times in a row, you won't use it for the baseball team."

“…”

Yi Cheng's chest hurt.

...

Ran Bingqing finished talking about the rules and let the three of them start.

In order to see more carefully, Teacher Ran put on protective gear and stood behind catcher Xiao Hei.

Yi Cheng felt a force.

An energy burning from the bottom of my heart.

hey-hey.

It's really interesting.

His eyes were staring at Luo Tian.

It seemed as if everything was back to the scene in the professional baseball game that day.

Baseball starts from the moment the ball is thrown.

It's a match between pitchers and hitters.

"bring it on."

Luo Tian waved the bat.

Clench your hands tightly.

In his eyes, there was only Yi Cheng and the baseball in his hands.

Yi Cheng took a deep breath, hugged his hands, raised his arms—

brush.
To be continued...