Due to Shi Man's stable shooting skills, she actually suppressed Zhao Jing's team and won.
Cheng Luo jumped up happily and hugged Shi Man's neck. A cold breath assaulted her nose.
Before she could be happy enough, her arm was suddenly stared at by a cold gaze, scaring her so much that she subconsciously shivered.
Shi Man pulled Cheng Luo off her and retreated helplessly. "I'll leave for a while. You don't need my help for the next competition, right?"
Cheng Luo nodded solemnly.
Just now, she had no choice but to ask Shi Man for help because Class B had pulled in Zhao Jing as external help. Now that Zhao Jing had lost so badly, she would definitely not go on court again.
At this moment, the score of zero on the referee's seat was still hanging in place.
Zhao Jing had never lost so badly before. She immediately felt ashamed. Looking at Shi Man's arrogant appearance, the fire in her heart suddenly burned.
