The game continued, and the point difference was now only two. The expressions on the faces of the Sports College team members were all very solemn.
"Captain, this isn't working. If Master Qin keeps stealing the ball from you, we'll really lose!"
"That Qin guy has been marking me, right? Just don't pass me the ball then, and see if he still sticks to me like glue!" Wang Honglei said, his face filled with gloom.
"Sigh, that's all we can do."
"Right! There's less than twenty-four seconds left anyway! If we just run down the clock, we win!"
The Business College side was also discussing tactics.
"After all, there's less than twenty-four seconds left. If the Sports College runs down the full twenty-four seconds, we lose. We must steal the ball successfully! If necessary, we can resort to foul tactics," Zhao Gang said gravely.
"Do whatever you want, I'm just going to keep an eye on Wang Honglei." Qin Yu yawned, paying no attention to whatever Zhao Gang was saying.
