S City, bustling streets, internet cafes, No.1 Middle School were all completely boiling over at this moment.
"We're leading by 12 points, my God, that's Han Xu's team, a match for Ouyang Feng's team."
Everyone's eyes were practically bloodshot with excitement.
Especially at No.1 Middle School.
Damn, Zhang Fan belongs to our school.
Since when did our school become so damn awesome?
"Get back on defense!"
"Attack!"
Ouyang Feng and his teammates were like chickens injected with adrenaline, every cell in their bodies filled with strength.
Meanwhile, Han Xu's team was somewhat desperate.
How the hell are we supposed to play this? Huh? Play my ass!
Zhang Fan, this guy, is practically worth half a basketball team.
But Zhang Fan's frequent high-energy consumption gave them a glimmer of hope.
After all, Ouyang Feng's team only had five players, while they could substitute anytime.
It was time to go all out.
Even if they lost two quarters, they still had a chance.
"14:2!"
