"Boss, go." As soon as Qu Yang finished speaking, the basketball was thrown high in an arc, and Mao Yi hurried forward, leaping gracefully with one foot, slamming the slippery ball into the basket with one hand.
With a whoosh, someone in the crowd started whistling, though it was unclear whether it was for Qu Yang's intentional provocation or for his seamless cooperation with Mao Yi. Having a background in the basketball team means having the skills, but they lacked flair.
Having two strong players, Xiao Xian should have been relieved, but a problem also arose: if they took care of everything, what was her role? After much thought, Xiao Xian decided, well, she'd be the invisible one.
"Hehe, Xiao Xian, you saw that, right? A day on stage is ten years of groundwork, I didn't embarrass you, did I?" Qu Yang said, reaching to pat Xiao Xian on the shoulder, but Mao Yi slapped his hand away.
