"We're done for," Jinping said, his eyes focused on the court.
They watched as the eight players played among themselves.
However, it didn't even look like a game.
It just looked like they were little kids who decided to play ball.
"What is that guy doing?" Shang asked. "It looks like he's humping the ball."
Jet clicked his tongue. "I think he's trying to dribble it under his legs, but he just looks ridiculous."
"And what about that guy?" Jinping asked, nodding in his direction. "He keeps on scratching his crotch! It seems like he's more interested in another type of ball."
Lina glared at Jinping. "You're really dirty."
"Dylan even plays better than them," Kun remarked. "Which already says a lot since Dylan's still not part of the first-string team."
"I don't think he minds, though," Shang remarked. "Although he is criticizing this new player."
"What do you think, Kai?" Shang asked.
