Diamond Ace: Qingdao King

Chapter 88 Chapter 17 Mingchuan War 8 Come, Pretend
"Bad ball!"

"Bad ball!"

"nice shot!"

"Bad Ball~"

"nice shot!"

In terms of skillful play, among Qingdao's veteran players, Sai Gao is definitely the demon brother. Coupled with precise ball selection, the superposition of the two phases can be said to be the trouble for strikeout pitchers.

K and K can't drop, they keep fighting!

I'm so bored!
The fight between Kominato Ryosuke and Yang Shunchen came to a full number of goals.He's waiting now, waiting for a bad ball to send him to base!

The head referee's strike zone is very standard. Except for Miyuki's interference when he pitched the pitch before, there is no problem with the judgment.And Yang Shunchen's few bad balls just happened to be on the sidelines, so...you can let it go!

"Hey~"

Another one!
Still a straight ball!
what!
Ryosuke Kominato didn't swing the bat at all, just watched the ball go into the spot where it had been batted before.

"Snapped!"

Throw the bat and get ready to hit base.

Thanks for the duck!

"OUT!"

Minato took her foot back again~
The referee actually picked up the ball?!
Then why didn't you pick up the first three bad balls?

Is there a deviation?The depth of the strike zone?Or...he deliberately guided the chief judge.

Kominato Ryosuke wasn't sure, but he didn't want to argue with the referee. He only mentioned something when he passed by Chen Xin: "Although I don't know why, it seems that the referee is deliberately reducing the strike zone."

"Ok!"

Chen Xin responded~Look!The ability to pick the ball is too outstanding and sometimes it will be exploited.Although the elder brother thinks that the younger brother is awesome, he still thinks that Liangsang is also extremely good. Maybe the younger brother has a good batting talent, but isn't the elder brother's eye for ball selection invincible?
The difference is still in strength. If this can be improved, coupled with a keen golf quotient, it may not be impossible to go further in the future.

Shrunk the strike zone?Most people should say that the referee's strike belt is unstable, haha~
However, he has seen too many things like this kind of fooling the chief judge, so he said that the chief judge is really miserable.The higher the level, the worse~
At this level, no one has questioned it yet. When it comes to professional tsk tsk... To put it bluntly, gossiping is mild, and there are not many people who slobber.

"Oh!" Thinking of this made me sad~ Chen Xin pretended to touch her chest, adjusted her gloves, and then stood on the strike zone.

Still left strike zone.

That is to say, Qing Dao has hit left three times in a row.

Chen Xin felt that this was quite a waste. Fortunately, Ming Chuan's pitching lineup was very poor. Otherwise, in the era when he played, before one person's left pitcher was not abolished, he could directly give them a three-hit combo that was not wasted at all. Scheduled.

Ming Chuan's catcher Guan Kou glanced at the man next to him, and the first thing he saw was the big dinosaur head of the opponent's club.Post something like this?So childish?

Moving up the line of sight, the tape is also a big gap. Is this really useful?
However, complaints are complaints, the other party is not wearing lining, and the lines of his forearms are clearly exposed.Is this a newbie with such a figure?
How did Qing Dao practice?
There must be very little time spent studying, right?

"Hi~" Chen Xin looked down at Guankou, and frowned with a smile: "My nickname is Hitting Machine! I can hit anyone who hits the base from any angle. Recently, I am challenging one of my own records."

Guan Shan didn't quite understand why the other party said this to him, but hitting the machine or something, this is definitely a provocation, right?Still mocking their ace?Can this be tolerated?But the latter sentence was still quite curious, so he decided to ask casually: "What record?"

I didn't expect people to tell me why.

But Chen Xin really said it, swung the bat a few times in her hand, clenched it tightly and looked at the mound: "The record I'm challenging is...not waiting for a pitch today!!"

"!!"

The two of them were talking, but the catcher's signal also came out.As soon as the word Chen Xin came out, Bangzi followed~
Low outside corners, super low!
A miss is a bad shot.

"Pong!"

The outside world!

Chen Xin withdrew from the strike zone, tore off the velcro of the glove and adjusted: "Look, you still have to hit at such a low level, what do you think?"

Guankou: "..." Who knows!Is there something wrong with this newcomer? !
Chen Xin didn't care what he felt, she just squatted down after buttoning the gloves and pretended that the shoelaces were loose and re-tied them.This small way of interrupting the game is very familiar to him, and he does too much.So it was very natural, and the referee didn't even ask one more question: "I think the strike zone is a bit small. But it doesn't matter, I am the best at breaking and adjusting the strike zone? There are too many methods. The amoeba will show you."

pass:"……"

Mom!This newcomer is too scary!Although he felt that the other party was more likely to brag, did he discover Shun's plan?And~ why do you say such terrible things with a smile? !
Is that how you usually talk?

Didn't the seniors of Qingdao want to educate him? !
Chen Xin stood up and returned to the strike zone: Come again!
As for Yang Shunchen, he didn't know what happened behind the home plate just now, and the catcher obviously didn't care too much, and the two continued according to the previous plan.

Slowly pick the corners to construct the strike zone he needs.

Low outside corners!
"Pong!"

The outside world!

Still the outer corner is low!
"Pong!!"

The outside world!

With two strikes, the pitcher has an absolute advantage.

But Yang Shunchen frowned, he always felt that something was wrong.

After stroking the glove, Guan Shan saw the ball the opponent asked for. Although he was puzzled, he still moved the glove.

Get ready to catch a bad ball that's way out of the strike zone!
But as the ball sprang out, Chen Xin's stick also extended far away, and her whole body was even crooked: "Pong!"

Still two strikes.

Yang Shunchen: "..."

He understood, this person did it on purpose!

It's just that the bad balls that were a little far away before can be attributed to the fear of being misjudged by the referee. After all, there are two previous batters in front, so it can't be overstated.

But the ball just now...

To put it bluntly, even someone who can't play can tell it, right?It's so bad that even if you hold an oversized glove, you can't cheat a good shot~
This kind of ball actually swings?

What is not intentional?
However, Yang Shunchen has seen a lot of fearless provocations on the court, so he doesn't care about it. What he cares about now is that the opponent not only hits such a bad ball, but also doesn't miss it, and even hits it out of bounds...

Whenever something went wrong, he would be struck out by himself.

Where do so many coincidences come from in the world?
Most of the coincidences are relying on~
Strong strike ability?lucky?
No matter how you think about it, the former is more likely.

Yang Shunchen clenched the ball in his hand, he needs to be more cautious...

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