'So what if he's got his sister to love and take care of him, huh? I'm not jealous of him at all… Alright, I am a little. Just a little bit jealous of him…'

On the other hand, Wu Zhiheng had been in a bad mood since he had been reprimanded by Ouyang Ya. He grabbed Chen Shan and said, "We accept your challenge. If we lose, Chen Shan and Gou Qi will call you 'dad', but if you guys lose, you and Ye Jiu have to call me 'dad'!"

The scene of Ye Jiu forcing him to call him 'dad' was still vividly clear in Wu Zhiheng's mind.

However, Chen Shan was not happy about it. 'If we lose, I have to call them "dad", and if we win, they will have to call him "dad"? Isn't this the same as my money is your money, and your money is still your money?'

While Wu Zhiheng dragged Chen Shan away, he asked him expressionlessly, "Why did you accept the bet?"

Wu Zhiheng replied confidently, "I have faith in you. I'm sure you guys can beat them. All you have to do is keep doing what you used to do. You understand what I'm saying, don't you?"

Chen Shan did not know what to say.

It went without saying that he knew what Wu Zhiheng was talking about. It was just that it would be no use on Fu Zhi.

Chen Shan felt that Fu Zhi was a tough opponent.

If he was playing against an ordinary person, he would instantly see through their tricks and moves, but it was a different case with Fu Zhi. Her movements were unreadable, and although she seemed as docile as a sheep on the surface, only those who had faced her before knew that she was actually a wolf draped in sheep's clothing.

The second half of the match was about to start. After Chen Shan took a break and the pain in his stomach subsided, Wu Zhiheng sent him back into the court.

Leading her team, Fu Zhi launched a particularly fierce attack on Hang Yuan's team.

The coach of Hang Yuan's basketball team had not taken Fu Zhi seriously in the first half of the match, but in the second half, after she shot three-pointers one after another and the score between the two sides became 36:3, the coach had to change his strategy and have Chen Shan personally keep an eye on Fu Zhi.

The team member who was guarding Ye Jiu had to focus some of his attention on Fu Zhi as well.

On the bleachers, Shu Weiguo heaved a sigh of relief. "Although Fu Zhi is short, she's good. She's really surprised me."

Ouyang Ya, who was sitting next to him, scowled when she heard his comment on Fu Zhi.

The cheerleading team from Hang Yuan continued to cheer for their team but to no avail. They had shouted themselves hoarse, yet their voices were still drowned out by Lu Yumo's voice, as he was using a loudspeaker.

Lu Yumo dusted off his pink dress calmly and said, "This is the power of technology. Do they really think they can beat my loudspeaker with their voices alone? How naive!"

At the same time, Fu Zhi had reached the center of the court and scored another basket. Her aim was so good that it seemed as if the ball was a part of her body. Whenever she threw the ball, it would certainly fall through the hoop without a problem.

Chen Shan and Gou Qi had tried to intercept her multiple times, but they were always fooled by her fake moves.

Toward the end of the match, Ye Jiu did not even need to do anything, and Fu Zhi alone was more than enough to defeat Hang Yuan.

Every student and teacher in the gymnasium was excited. After all, Fu Zhi was able to surprise them every single time.

Lu Yubai once again passed the ball to Fu Zhi, and the coach from Hang Yuan yelled at the top of his lungs. "Hurry up, hurry up, intercept her! Don't let her throw the ball! Defense! Get the ball back!"

All of them hastily rushed toward Fu Zhi after receiving the instructions of their coach. At that moment, just as the coach of No.1 High School was about to say something, a sharp female voice rang throughout the entire gymnasium.

"Ahh!! Zhizhi is so adorable! Why do you guys have to be so mean to her?!

"It took her a lot of effort to get the ball, so why can't you let her play with the ball for a while? It's not like she knows how to throw the ball through the hoop. Why do you guys have to chase after her? You are scaring her!

"Protect her! Xiao Jiu, hurry up and protect your sister!"

Everyone felt like their eardrums had nearly burst.

'Who can't throw the ball through the hoop? How dare you look down on Sister Zhi!'

Everyone then looked toward the source of the sound and saw an elegant lady running into the gymnasium with a black plastic bag in her hand.

She was Xu Wei.

"She's my mom! She's my mom! She's one of us!" Lu Yumo hastily shouted. Then, Wang Yu and another student carried him over to Xu Wei, and he went to grab the black plastic bag from her.

"Mom, I will go change into my pants first. Don't forget to use the loudspeaker to cheer for Zhizhi!"

"Wait, wait. About that…" Xu Wei stammered. It seemed like she did not want to give the black plastic bag to her son, but Lu Yumo could see that. He ripped the plastic bag apart, and a pair of red boxing gloves fell to the floor.

Stunned, Lu Yumo looked in disbelief at Xu Wei.

Xu Wei threw a few air punches and said, "I took up online boxing lessons with Lu Ning the other day. Tell me who bullied your sister!"

Lu Yumo did not know what to say. "Did you check Weibo recently?"

"What?"

"I'm not sure if it's fake news or not, but I heard that a man was robbed on the street and was stabbed 28 times by the thief. The news said that the man practiced boxing."

Xu Wei fell silent. After a short while, she said, "It's not good for kids to fight with each other, so you guys better tell your teacher at school if you come across any trouble!"

"So where are my pants?"

Xu Wei replied, "They were snatched by someone while I was on my way here. Oh, I told him I practice boxing, so don't worry about me."

Lu Yumo was speechless.

'Forget about it. It's my fault for expecting so much from my mother.'

Xu Wei and Lu Yumo went back to the cheerleading team.

*

No.1 High School: 48 points, Hang Yuan: 3 points.

Ever since Fu Zhi had joined the game, the people from Hang Yuan had not even had the chance to touch the ball, let alone score a basket.

No.1 High School dominated the match. The students were all chanting Fu Zhi's name, their voices so loud that they nearly flipped the roof.

Xu Wei could not understand anything at all. She just clapped her hands whenever Lu Yumo clapped his.

There were 2 more minutes left before the match ended, and there was still a large gap between the score of No.1 High School and Hang Yuan.

Wu Zhiheng was so enraged that he nearly exploded.

It was impossible to turn the tide right now. It was very clear that No.1 High School had won the match. Ouyang Ya smacked the table and walked away, her expression grim.

Toward the end of the match, Song Fang passed the ball to Fu Zhi.

This match had become Hang Yuan's nightmare. All of them had come with full confidence that they would make quick work of No.1 High School, but reality had slapped their faces hard.

They even began to chastise Wu Zhiheng inwardly. If he had not asked them to target Lu Yumo, Fu Zhi would not have had a chance to play. If Fu Zhi had not played, they would have had a good chance of winning the match.