"It's over! It's over! If he wasn't so selfish, we could still have a chance to win together!"
Hou Tianlei closed his eyes in despair.
Surrounded by four players, Ye Qingtian's lips curled into a cold smile. He dribbled quickly, starting and stopping suddenly, then starting again, and stopping again...
After repeating four or five times, Ye Qingtian suddenly pulled back.
Liu Hankun and the other four couldn't keep up with their footwork, and they all stumbled to the ground.
Ankle breaker!
"Swish!"
The sixth three-pointer!
"Boss, you're awesome!"
The Fatty and others jumped up from the stands, cheering loudly.
"School of Finance must win! Ye Qingtian must win!"
Song Xuefei organized everyone to cheer, boosting the morale of the School of Finance.
Qin Lingyue was completely stunned, her face full of shock.
"Could he really win the game?"
For the first time, Qin Lingyue felt doubtful.
