"He sees the opening, takes a jump shot, scores!"
"The girls out there are going crazy, it's getting out of hand, guards, call the guards, don't let the girls invade the court."
Song Zimo suddenly jumps and shoots under the opponent's intense defense, scoring.
The girls' screams outside the court drown everything, and the situation is dangerously out of control.
Dean Xia, looking at Yang Ping who keeps marking him, has received the ball several times, but dared not charge, indeed he's afraid his tank-like charge might hurt Yang Ping.
"Why are you always focusing on me?"
Dean Xia grumpily says.
Yang Ping doesn't say a word, he just sticks to him like a shadow.
Yang Ping doesn't care anymore, if he doesn't control him, they can't play this game.
Perhaps he is indeed worried about hurting Yang Ping, he wants to charge several times, but then gives up.
"The Blue Team's defense is very successful, Mr. O'Neal seems rather quiet, not pulling off any overpowering moves!"