"Swish—"
The basketball entered the net with a sound. After scoring, Gao Jianjun tauntingly stuck out his pinky finger at Wu Dahua.
"One to zero, huh? This isn't challenging at all! Can't you guys put up a bit of a fight?"
Not just in actions but also verbally, Gao Jianjun started taunting Wu Dahua.
"And you had all five of us come out here, I have no idea what you were thinking. I mean, I reckon even Gao by himself could take on you three without any problems!"
A student from the sports college, dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt, spoke mockingly toward Xiao Yifei, not caring at all whether Xiao Yifei was a teacher,— after all, Xiao Yifei didn't teach their classes.
When Xiao Yifei saw the guy in the black shirt mocking him, he smiled and shook his head without saying much in return.
Just then, over ten people suddenly walked onto the basketball court. The petite and cute classmate, Tian Miaomiao, with her round face full of indignation, stood at the front.
