"This is what you call defense? Can't even guard a single ball, just scurrying around like a rat in the gutter," not far away, a red basketball was thrown onto the ground, Wang Ke frowned, his eyes full of mockery. She is not like Bai Xue, going easy on feelings. Since the coach asked her to "practice" with Zhang Yiyi, that's what she'll do – a direct 1-on-1, first to score three points wins. Whoever makes three baskets first, wins.
Zhang Yiyi thought she had a decent foundation and she wasn't much different in height from the other girl. Recalling the numerous difficulties imposed by Wang Ke when joining the basketball team, she promptly accepted the challenge. Little did she know, Wang Ke was quite the figure in the middle school basketball team, with quick and ruthless moves. When fighting for the ball, she would forcefully collide with an elbow or shoulder.
