Chapter 16: LOST AND WIN.
he second set was already halfway through—six minutes gone. And they were getting crushed.
2-8.
It was obvious they were going to lose.
Xu Lingwei and Lin Zeyan coordinated with Hua Rong, and sometimes even Wuhao Li, but the rest of the team? They acted as if she didn't exist. Like passing the ball to her was beneath them.
And the audience? They weren't missing a single opportunity to mock them. Every fumble, every missed shot, every stolen pass—they laughed, their jeers slicing through the court like knives.
The ball came her way. Hua Rong ran.
Dribbling, moving fast, determined.
But just as she thought she had control, the ball slipped from her hands. Again.
Luckily, Lin Zeyan recovered it in time. But it didn't matter.
They couldn't even get close to the net, let alone score.
And then, as if the humiliation wasn't enough, it happened.