Chapter 432: Class A 2 will be pissed off!

Ling Jue walked back and sat down confidently. At the last second, the basketball landed steadily in the basket.

The entire stadium was silent. No one tried to snatch the basketball anymore. It bounced on the ground a few times before it lay motionless on the ground.

Mu Aonan's body stiffened. Just now, they thought that they were going to win.

It was just one second. If the basketball did not fall into the basket, or if it lasted longer than one second, it would be considered their loss.

But it did not...

It did not. The time on the big screen had just jumped, and the basketball also fell into the basket. It was just one second...

Ling Jue was too scary.

The girls from Class A 1 immediately screamed, "Oh my god! Our class won!"

"We won! We won!"

"Ling Jue is so cool!"

"Ahhh! That's great! We can take two days off now!"

"..."

The audience almost burst into tears. It was so touching, so touching.

Ling Jue had given them a miracle. Moreover, the three-point chase had already surpassed Class A 2 by one point. Moreover, it was at the last second. They must have been furious.

Xiao Yezi looked at Ling Jue, who was surrounded by many people, and her face was filled with admiration. "Lord Jue, you're really great..."

Qi Ye had also finished recording and sent the video over to his master.

Fortunately, he had saved his life.

Ling Jue was really infuriating.

Lu Yilie's face was filled with admiration. "Lord Jue, you're really amazing."

Ling Jue smiled faintly and did not say anything. She looked at the numbers on the big screen. They were one point higher than Class A 2. They had won.

Ouyang Ye and the others also stood in front of Ling Jue. Lin Mu raised his thumb. "Ling Jue, you're really amazing."

Ouyang Ye smiled and said, "Ling Jue, thank you."

The referee was also the host this time. He walked to the podium and held the microphone in his hand. "Ahem, students, please be quiet for a moment. Now, let's invite the top three classes to go onstage to receive their prizes."

"In our basketball competition this time, the third place goes to Class A 8! They will receive the third place banner and a set of stationery that the school has custom-made for their entire class."

The people from Class A 8 ran up happily. Everyone received a set of exquisite stationery.

"Next, let's welcome the second-place students from Class A 2! They will be awarded the second-place banner, a set of exquisite stationery, and each of them will be awarded ten credits."

Compared to the third-place Class A 8, Class A 2's spirit was much weaker.

When the group of people went on stage, they tried their best to put on a smile.

Lu Yilie smiled evilly. "Master Jue, this banner is hanging on the wall of honor of their class. Every time they look up, they will think of you, hahaha."

There were stationery as well. If it were not for Ling Jue, they would not have gotten this. Every time they started writing, they would only think that they got it because they were second place... Just thinking about it made them want to vomit blood...

The corners of Ling Jue's lips curled up. It was quite interesting to play with this group of children.

A class was really a small society. All kinds of people gathered together.

However, at this time, many of them were innocent and did not have thoughts that were too dark. It was quite interesting.

"Next, let's welcome the champion class of the basketball game!"

"Wow!"

The people from Class A 1 who were present ran onto the field, extremely excited.

"We won! First place! We can have a holiday now!"

"Yeah!"

Everyone was extremely excited. Ling Jue did not go up to receive the award. Instead, she sat on the bench and looked at the happy people.

"Lord Jue, let's take a photo together!"

"Classmate Ling Jue! Let's take a photo together!"

"Ling Jue, come quickly!"

A group of people shouted at her and waved at her desperately.

Ling Jue could not help but laugh as she shook her head. She put her hands in her pockets and walked up.

"Ling Jue, you stand in the middle!"

"..."