Chapter 54: Debut

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Shen Yuan is not a natural left-hander, whether it is a left-handed pitch or a left-handed bow on the blow is related to the guidance of the day after tomorrow.
And this type of hitter usually has a very strange situation with the increase of age, that is, the non-dominant hand side's hit performance will gradually deteriorate, or even to the point of completely disappearing.
Of course, it will be better for the pitcher, because most pitchers will deliberately switch to using their dominant hands to strike early, reducing the stress on the pitcher.
Shen Yuan is not in this case, so he has deliberately stood in the right strike area to face the right hitter from a long time ago, thinking it will be easier to use when he is older.
It's just that day hasn't come yet, he turned into the strongest 16-year-old!
Gee! Touching your own abdominal muscles is really distressing for the children. As the saying goes, there will be no envy and jealousy without comparison!
Yo roar!
The photons watching people doing warm-ups are a little speechless. How come they start to pull out their jackets? "What are you doing? Is it hot?"
"It's not hot." Shen Yuan took a sideways breath and took a big breath to make the abdominal muscles more obvious: "How about my muscles?"
"..." Photon rolled his eyes, this mysterious man ~ "Good!"
One word! Powerless to vomit!
Shen Yuan could n’t smile, so he put the lining down and stuffed it into his shorts. He was still very satisfied with his abdominal muscles. He used to be fourth in the team! The first three are monsters that can go to fight, the head of the 1 meter 8 is 210 pounds! Don't compare!
Men have to wear thin clothes, have flesh off their clothes, and can have chest muscles, but they are too convex or have a bad shape for a long time, so weird!
He has also seen someone who has not practiced and only raised his upper chest, and the picture can be remembered for a lifetime, which is terrible!
"Yuanyuan, no trousers!"
Shen Yuan put a weight on the stick and began to wave: "Don't ask for more in the exchange game!"
"..." Foreigners are in trouble! ! ! Photon was a little crazy, and just looking at the stick was all kinds of curiosity: "What is that?"
"Emphasis."
"Why?"
Shen Yuan felt that the other party ’s IQ could never be a catcher. Obediently moving to first base was the king. Anyway, Guangguang was enough in terms of weight: "Heavy brother Photon!"
Photon took a breath, not knowing why, every time the other party spoke so politely and carefully, he could always feel the thick maliciousness: "No?"
"Haha!" After the teasing, you still have to speak well: "This kind of roll has my width and narrow ring. Generally speaking, there are two functions that are recognized by most people, such as adapting to the touch of the ball in advance. There is also weight gain in advance, so when you hit it, you will feel that the bat becomes lighter and swings lighter. "
"So god? Is it really useful?"
"Who knows, it's just a habit for me, probably I played too well, so it's not very good to give an accurate judgment."
"..." Photon could not bear it, and he couldn't hold back today, so I really can't control my hand now: "Brother Yuanyuan, I must interview you, do you have any ability to attack yourself?" How confident? "
How confident? Shen Yuan thought about it seriously. Before his career ended, he had already won seven catcher silver stick awards, two Hank Allen, and then based on the average annual home run output, he scored and scored. See, it's not a bragging thing to say anything good!
Uh-huh: "A very special kind!"
"How good is it?"
"How good ... how can I describe it, probably all the pitchers' here won't be the kind of wow wow when I hit the sky."
Photon murmured, what the does it describe!
Shen Yuanle took it, shook the stick, and began to apply oil: "Seriously, it means that it's normal to shoot out. There's nothing to be proud of. Hey, who helped me wrap the stick with a good color."
"Oh, my hometown is too late, and seeing you throw the tape on the side, I was asked to help wrap it up."
"Good boy!"
"..." Ahhhh! irritating! Just watching Shen Yuan go forward and shouted again: "Hey! Your wooden stick is not easy to beat, my stick lends you!"
Shen Yuan waved his hand with a smile: "Thank you, I'm afraid to pierce the fans with metal rods."
"..." Photon stared, swearing stuck in his throat: his mother in the hometown was so terrible, how did he bring up such a tempered son?
"Go away, watch my brother call you a big one!"
The photon, who was transformed into a younger brother, can only follow, and silently vomited: a big one, do n’t be struck down by the shock, it ’s good!
Shen Yuan looked at the field, and the offense and defensive exchange just happened to be the opponent's defense. Dahuajuan's turn was also his hometown's blow. At this time, there was nothing wrong with his own defeat. Although his hometown is still quite good, it has nothing to do with the 9-ball swap, but in the end it is his own brother who is better at talking.
Besides, it only took 60 goals. You do n’t have to use this trick to change people. It's better to quarrel and go to fight, it is more suitable to excuse yourself than others.
Brother, always have a little privilege 1
"Is my protective gear for you?" Lian Si handed over the leggings: "All inclusive."
"No, I have it myself." Shen Yuan said to her while sticking her leg guards. "I'm not used to wearing this, as long as I wrap half of my calf shortly."
Although parents have been compulsory for many years and know the importance of protective measures, Shen Yuan has always felt that this aspect is different from the self-control in his exercise. After all, the "attacker" is a pitcher, and in many aspects, he is still lucky.
For example, a ball comes and hides itself, but the stick accidentally goes out and wipes, the ball hits the foot or the egg, then unless the whole body is wrapped tightly, right? Otherwise, who knows where it will hit?
"come on! Come on!"
"Don't be so serious, I just look at the quick fingers."
The atmosphere on the side of Dahuajuan was strange, and Qinghe's side was a little strange. The short pitcher was stunned: "Why did the interim supervisor come up against it! He still holds the bat of that color !!!"
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