Chapter 100: Hong Kong's pitcher

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"Begonia has an absolute double ace, one is Wulang and the other is Meicun." Lian Si is very envious of Begonia's catcher, and can guide two such special ace, he also wants to receive.
"Mei Village is stronger than Wulang? Is that a monster?"
"It can't be said that, it's just a bit more mature, Wulang is a type that can be spelled."
Shen Yuan rubbed his arm, so he hurt his right shoulder when he was young.
Lian Si went on to say: "He said he is also a bullet pitcher. Begonia is really a giant among the giants. There is such a trump card in other schools. They all laugh and die, and they still have two!"
In this way, Shen Yuan was not convinced, and nodded his nose: "We also have two, plus me!"
"But you are His Majesty, do you have them fight? They can throw a hundred goals at random, can you?"
Shen Yuannuu mouth, you can't, but you have two hands! Can bloom flowers on both sides ~
(づ ￣3￣) づ
"Liansi! Yuanyuan! The list is out!" Photon waved his hand and shouted, the two rushed back, and the starting list could be considered out.
"Yuanyuan, as you said, they changed the sticks of Tojo and Baizhou." Lian Si glanced. Basically, Qinghe's thread remained the same as before, only on the seven or eight sticks. Made a replacement adjustment: "The first move is really a valley."
At this time, the pitcher is still far from starting to warm up. The Qinghe players on the field are only doing some basic warm-up. Shen Yuan glanced at the quick pitcher pitcher: "The weather is not so hot today, he should be able to Cast a little more? "
"The somatosensory temperature is lower."
Shen Yuan thought about it and explained to Lian Si: "As far as possible attack the good ball belt, let them play just, save the number of balls, less temptation."
"Well." Lian Si also thought so. Since the four stitches in his hometown have increased the speed, his swing rate is amazing. It is indeed possible to shoot more shots. The left and right tail strength is also sufficient, even if it is shot out, it can be handled, and there is also a defense.
"Do you adapt to your shoes?" Hongo remembers that Shen Yuan always wore the kind of weird stretch cloth wrapped ankle shoes. Now it is replaced by this kind of low-top habit?
"It's okay." Shen Yuan doesn't really have any requirements for the style of the shoes. Anyone who can be bound or not can wear it, and it is not that the little father's honey juice is obsessed with Jingjing: "If it is a plastic nail, it is better."
"Glue nails are slippery."
"The widow feels woody and likes the smooth and smooth feeling."
"..."

"It was the one who blasted the valley last time!" Qinghe's shortstop Kurashichi stabbed his own catcher: "Warm up with the big flower roll people, is it going to start today?"
Yu Xing yelled: "The list is just out, guerrilla fighting."
Huh? Kurachi was dumbfounded: "When is the guerrilla so high? Can it catch the ball so far?" He couldn't help but looked at his leg: "He clearly has a thinner calf than mine."
"There is only a thin calf." Yu Xing continued: "And like you, it's a bow striker."
"What a coincidence?"
Yuki Helpless: "Don't you want this kind of coincidence? Do not forget that our pitcher also has a left shot. It is not a good thing for us to open the bow left and right. We hope that the supervisor will pay attention to this when doing scheduling. "
Then he glanced over there: "It's also amazing, heavy artillery guerrilla? I haven't heard of it."
Kurashiki himself is a shortstop, and he has a say in such matters.
The defense of the guerrilla area is very important. While instigating the defense, the range of defense is still large, so most shortstops are not very tall, but their bodies are very agile. One meter eight is actually a slightly over-standard height: "It's too high."
"Okay." Yu Xing often pays attention to the American job: "The big league is quite a tall guerrilla, and the current chicken captain has 1 meter 9."
"That's the big league, we are Takano, can it be the same?"
"Foreigners develop early, isn't that circle mixed? Probably grown up early."
The two of them pulled the topic, and they did n’t know that the major league player, Yuanyuan, was biting the pen and consuming brain cells madly: "The ball does not have to be pressed down, your straight ball is slightly cut, so the center is up and The position with a high external angle is very important. Ignore the position with a higher internal angle as much as possible, otherwise it will be easy to go to the red position if you miss the shot. "

It ’s all relative to what has been said about depression and depression. What kind of pitcher, what kind of ball quality, what kind of hitter are facing, this is the decisive factor. If the faced hitter ca n’t keep up In the case of a ball, even if every face he faces is a red ball, what is the point? "
Shen Yuan looked at the field, and Qinghe ’s arrest has been slowly practiced in the bullpen (the author does not know whether Jiaziyuan has this process, is that bullpen called the bullpen?) Hometown moved away quickly to warm up, and stretched himself.
He has very wide requirements for this game, and it's no problem to increase the number of in his hometown. After all, he has enough time off from the next game. The children have been holding back for a long time, and since it is rare to meet opponents who are also fastballers, it is okay to throw a hearty game.
"Yuanyuan, hat!"
Shen Yuan took the hat thrown over by the photon and put on it. Although he didn't understand the strange corners of these hats in Jiaziyuan, he at least didn't have to laboriously bend it himself by wearing the player's flat eaves.
"Come on, don't spread the word." The left hand wearing gloves deep in the photon: "Don't worry, you said it yourself, the center of gravity must be adjusted first."
Shen Yuan touched the fist with the glove: "That's you, and the unsteady center of gravity of the few won't affect the play."
"Up!" Before photon had time to refute, Shen Yuan was pushed onto the court from behind, and the players of the big flower roll naturally rushed up.
Shen Yuan ran slowly at the end, even sneaking past the home base, before avoiding pitcher Yau to run to second base. Regardless of whether Hongo doesn't care that his pitcher Yau was stepped on by others in the game, he didn't offend the pitcher's "heart-healthy baby" habit, or it can also be called a professional sequelae. After all, any major pitcher who was stepped on the pitcher mound in the game can directly tear the B-frame.
This kind of experience is so rare that he quickly forgets that he used to run to the guerrilla zone after every game.
For too long, he will either start from the bullpen at home, or go directly from the lounge to his own home base on the road ~
Hongo rubbed the dirt on the pitcher mound, squatted down and wrote Shen Yuan's back number on the pitcher mound, then he looked up and smiled at him. When the supervision of Hetian was unable to return to the team, it was his brother who brought the team the possibility to move on, even if no one else knew it, everyone on the team remembered it.
It was only during the interview today that Hongo realized that something was wrong. The trump card of Dahuajuan was himself. Everyone knew and cared about himself. They all ignored Shen Yuan!
Shen Yuan poked the second baseman: "Here is a smile for thousands of years, it is worth remembering!"
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