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Looking at Hao Xiaomin's cold features, Zhang Fan really couldn't figure out why the girl harbored such killing intent when she didn't even know Ye Xuan and the others?
Moreover, Hao Xiaomin's posture and movements didn't look like those of someone who had received training.
Before Zhang Fan could ponder any deeper, the crowd at the scene erupted with exclamations once again.
"Yuan Shui'er! Yuan Shui'er!"
The screaming surged like a tide.
Zhang Fan's gaze followed, landing on Yuan Shui'er, a cluster in baby pink, looking incredibly ethereal.
Her cascading curls flowed with the wind over her shoulders.
However, the microphone in her hand caught Zhang Fan by surprise.
Could it be that this basketball competition had commentators?
Tsk tsk, Yuan Shui'er's voice really was sweet!
Just then, more than twenty people appeared behind Yuan Shui'er.
Tables, chairs, speakers, they had all the equipment.
At the same time, groups of security guards also began to appear.