Zhang Fan's voice was soft, but at this moment, on the Noda basketball court, only the sound of Liao Jiajia dribbling echoed, a continuous patter, how could it cover up the singing.
A group of people entering the court, hearing this sound, almost tripped over the steps.
Damn it, wasn't this supposed to be a one-on-one, how did it turn into a sing-song show?
Liao Jiajia's nose was almost crooked with anger.
Damn it, just because he's leading by one basket, why the arrogance?
Immediately, Liao Jiajia's hands trembled rapidly, the basketball in his hands flickering like an illusion, sweeping through the air incessantly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Liao Jiajia is indeed from the basketball club, ah, the speed of his dribbling is really fast, Zhang Fan just stands there like an idiot, not moving, isn't this asking for a beating?"
"Exactly, didn't they say there was a bet?"
"I just heard from my friend, if someone loses, they have to kneel under the basketball hoop for an hour."