1436 I'm Not Helping You 3

Was there any chance to turn the tide?

The people who thought it was possible were few and far between. Even an outsider could tell that there was almost no chance of victory.

Nevertheless, Yin Shaojie seemed to be unaware of this. His movements were as quick as ever, neatly bypassing the bodyguard and Feng Tianqi as he made a three-pointer jump shot. It went in!

"Nice one!" Song Shijun called out in encouragement of his teammate.

They closed the point difference by two.

However, there was still a difference of twenty-two points.

Song Shijun was panting a little. The back of his shirt was soaked thoroughly and his sweat dripped from the hem of his shirt.

In a moment of carelessness, Song Shijun's foot slipped and he slammed down onto the ground.

The match was paused.

"Shijun! How are you? Are you okay?" Han Qiqing dashed over quickly and knelt beside Song Shijun, staring at him in concern.

Song Shijun furrowed his brow as he rubbed his bottom. "It hurts…"

"Where? I'll help you massage it," Han Qiqing said.

"Here." Song Shijun pointed to his bottom.

Han Qiqing was speechless.

Song Shijun continued to look pained as he urged, "Aren't you going to help me massage? Hurry up!"

Han Qiqing stared at him. She really wanted to punch him.

However, she could not bear to do it.

"Can you stop fooling around?" Han Qiqing rolled her eyes at him as she reached out to help him up.

Song Shijun smiled as he said, "I was trying to lighten the mood. I feel hurt that we're losing so badly…"

At least this gave them an opportunity to pause and catch their breath and reset their morale.

"Help me over to sit down. I feel like drinking water," he said.

Han Qiqing helped him over to a chair. Mu Xiaoxiao handed him the water and asked concernly, "Shijun, are you really okay?"

Song Shijun waved his hand and said, "I'm totally okay. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

He even shouted across to Feng Tianqi, "Give me two minutes to rest. That's not a problem, right?"

Feng Tianqi was a reasonable person. He answered, "No problem!"

Their team also took a break, drinking water and resting.

Right now, it was clear who the winners and losers were. It was only a matter of time.

Yin Shaojie walked over as well.

Mu Xiaoxiao immediately held out a towel and wiped off his sweat. She even opened a bottle of water and held it out to him as she said, "You're sweating a lot."

It seemed like this was the first time she had seen him sweat so much. His entire shirt was almost soaked through as though it had been taken out of the water.

Yin Shaojie took the water and drank it. He looked at her, appreciating how she was taking care of him.

Mu Xiaoxiao saw that he was silent and knew that he was feeling upset.

She hesitated. She did not know what she should say to comfort him.

Were they going to lose?

Upon thinking about it she felt upset as well.

Actually, she wasn't someone that cared that much about winning and losing. However, she knew that Yin Shaojie cared a lot as he was someone who had never been defeated.

The two minutes passed by quickly.

Song Shijun alleviated some of his pain and prepared to go into the match again.

"Alright, let's continue!"

He stood up and walked to Yin Shaojie.

The two good friends looked at each other as they did a high-five.

Song Shijun could not help but complain, "Ye Sijue just had to be MIA right now. When he comes back, I'll definitely get him to compensate for my psychological trauma."

If Ye Sijue were here, they would definitely not lose.

Just then, a tall figure walked over to them and stood behind Yin Shaojie.

Song Shijun noticed him and opened his mouth to speak.