Wu Tong helped Yang Fan put on his gloves and said impatiently,"Aren't you the ace shooter of the University of Berlin? Why don't you even know how to wear gloves?”
Yang Fan smiled and whispered,"Let me tell you a secret. This is actually my first time playing baseball."”
Wu Tong was stunned. He looked up at Yang Fan and couldn't help but ask,"Are you kidding me?"
Yang Fan laughed and said," No, it's nothing more than throwing the ball to Ban Xiaosong. As long as the speed is fast enough, you won't be able to catch it."”
Wu Tong was stunned, and then he said angrily,"You underestimate baseball."
Yang Fan smiled. Wu Tong ran to the fighter position and stood up. He waved the bat twice as a warm-up. Yang Fan held his hand and his eyes began to become serious. To be honest, Yang Fan had never played baseball before, but ever since he had the skills of a baseball hero, Yang Fan automatically mastered all the serving techniques.
However, facing an amateur high school player like Wu Tong, Yang Fan didn't need any skills at all. Yang Fan simply moved his wrist.
"Come on." Wu Tong said provocatively.
Yang Fan smiled and started to throw the ball. He threw the ball fiercely, and the wind whistled.
Wu Tong replied with the sound of a baseball breaking through the wind. He could not help but frown."How is that possible?"
Before Wu Tong could even react, the ball was already in Ban Xiaosong's hands. Ban Xiaosong was sent flying.
"Nice shot!" The referee announced his decision!
"Yay! Teacher Yang is awesome!"
"Teacher Yang is so awesome!"
"What's so great about speed?" Wu Tong couldn't help but say disdainfully.”
Ban Xiaosong complained,"Teacher Yang, can't you be gentler? I'm in so much pain!"”
Yang Fan said embarrassedly," Um, I say, Xiao Song, the teacher doesn't know how to play. If he was slow, wouldn't he be hit by Wu Tong?"”
Bai Zhou couldn't help but say from the window,""Wow, Director Yang actually threw a good shot.”
Tao Xi was stunned. It was impossible for Yang Fan to not have played baseball before!”
"What's wrong? Didn't I see that the ball just now was just a little faster?”Bai Zhou was puzzled.
Tao Xi gulped and said," My eyes must be playing tricks on me. I must be playing tricks on me. Xiao Bai, come with me to the field. I want to see it with my own eyes."”
Tao Xi then ran to the field. There were not many fastballs in the country. Usually, a standard ace shooter could reach 150km/h. The standard of the Japanese Koshien was a little higher. The first place was 157km/h, while the top speed of the Major League was 169km/h.
Tao Xi had been a professional bowler before, so he could judge Yang Fan's speed with his naked eye. Yang Fan's ball must have broken 150. What a joke. He didn't even hit 150 when he was at his peak. He must have been seeing things.
Wu Tong used the baseball to hit the mound again. The ball just now was so strange. It was clearly a straight ball, but he didn't hit it? What kind of joke was that? It was just a little faster. As long as he calculated the throwing speed, he could swing the bat in advance.
Yang Fan smiled and was ready for the second ball.
"Teacher, be gentle!" Ban Xiaosong complained. If you continue like this, I'll be crippled by you!"
" Don't worry, I'm an ace shooter," Yang Fan said with a smile. Originally, he was clumsily grabbing the ball with five fingers, but after hiding it in his glove, it immediately turned into a two-fingered ball.
"Still bragging, hmph." Wu Tong snorted coldly, feeling quite disdainful.
Yang Fan threw another ball, but it was much slower than last time. Wu Tong looked at it and immediately made a judgment. Straight ball? It seemed that he only knew how to do straight balls, but his speed was too slow! Forget it, I won't hit a home run. I'll save you some face.
Wu Tong thought so and planned to relax his swing. However, just as he was about to hit the ball, the ball suddenly fell.
Ban Xiaosong was shocked. It was a straight ball, but when Wu Tong swung the bat, it suddenly seemed to have no strength. Ban Xiaosong almost missed it."What kind of ball is this? Magic?"
"Eh? What's wrong with Teacher Yang's ball?
"How magical, the speed suddenly slowed down.”
"Could it be that Teacher Yang has some kind of magic power?"
A group of laymen were discussing animatedly, but Wu Tong looked at Yang Fan with a serious expression. Yang Fan looked at Wu Tong and smiled,"Student Wu Tong, looks like my luck is pretty good. However, Sensei was still an ace shooter, haha.”
"Open what! I'm not fighting anymore! I can't beat you!" Wu Tong directly threw the bat away. If he continued to play, it would be a disgrace. Yang Fan had just played a fork ball, which required at least two years of professional training. This Yang Fan was simply pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. No wonder he could hit the strike zone so steadily with the fastball just now. Wu Tong thought it was luck, but now he understood that it was deliberately played by him!
"I'm not fighting anymore!" Wu Tong said as he ran away.
Ban Xiaosong was stunned, then he started to shout,""Wow! Teacher Yang, you're amazing! What ball was that just now? Quickly teach me!”
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