Xu Chuanchuan said these words, but he didn't know what Hu Bichao was thinking, after all, the opponents were just one person, so what if they focused on him.
Nevertheless, he accepted the role and took on the responsibility of leading the main team.
This was a basketball game they could only win, not lose, and everyone was well aware of that.
"Come on!" Xu Chuanchuan shouted and first threw the ball to Sheng Yiweng, ready to attack.
Sheng Yiweng raised his eyes, still fixed on Hu Bichao without letting go; he remembered Gu Tong's orders, which were to keep an eye on Hu Bichao and not change players without permission.
He meticulously followed the teacher's orders, not daring to slack off at all. Indeed, he was now an actor, and a competent one at that.
...
Gu Tong pressed her finger against her red lips, as if pondering. She didn't expect Hu Bichao's mental tolerance to be so weak; nothing had really happened yet and he couldn't handle it.
