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Chapter 89 The Lost Game(2/2)

"Okay Zhang Yang, go over there and cheer for everyone. Stop being so wordy."

Zhao Yanyan felt a strong smell of * and quickly pulled Zhang Yang aside.

"Qiangzi and Dahua are targeting Wenbin. Chaozi, Linzi and I are charging. I don't believe we can't catch him back."

Ren Shengqian had a look of reluctance on his face and made arrangements loudly.

"Boss, I can't survive. My leg is injured."

At this time, the tall and thin man named Dahua was holding his left leg, which was bruised and he grinned when he touched it.

He was limping when he came off the field just now, and it seemed that he couldn't hold on anymore. He was resisted by Wen Bin on the field and sprained his left leg.

"Can you persist?" Ren Shengqian asked anxiously.

He is the main defender. If he is injured and unable to play, he will not be able to guard Wen Bin.

"No, boss, let's find a substitute."

Hua Zi had an exaggerated expression of pain and sighed.

As soon as Zhang Yang saw his injuries, he understood that although he was injured, it was not that serious. He really had no confidence to continue the competition.

"Shunzi enters."

Ren Zhengqian had no choice but to make personnel adjustments immediately. No one answered for a long time, so he immediately asked: "Where is Shunzi?"

"Boss, he just said there was an emergency and left beforehand."

"What about Daming?"

"His girlfriend took him shopping."

Only then did Ren Shengqian see that all his substitute players were gone, and he suddenly became anxious.

In fact, those team members had nothing to do. They just saw that the defeat was decided and guarded by so many beautiful women. They were too embarrassed to come out to challenge again, so they secretly squeezed into the audience to watch the beautiful cheerleading team.

"What should we do? It doesn't matter whether we win or lose, but if we can't even get together the team members, won't we make people laugh?" Zhao Yanyan began to worry.

Indeed, he backed down because this was his home stadium, with so many student spectators watching. If word spread, the Student Union's External Relations Department would lose face.

"Niu Bo is on top." Ren Shengqian gritted his teeth and said to Niu Bo who was scoring points at the side.

"No way, boss, you know I've never played basketball."

"Together with the number of people, we can't let others look down upon us." Ren Shengqian insisted.

"Boss, I'm only 1.65 meters tall and weigh less than 90 pounds. How can I not be pushed to death by others?" Niu Bo complained quickly.

Those muscles on the basketball court are so dazzling to look at. If you go up there by yourself, you will feel like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.

"How about I give it a try? Don't make things difficult for Niu Bo." Zhang Yang came over and said.
Chapter completed!
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