Feng Arts vs. Shizi High's Practice Game (7)

A foul? 

To be more precise—he was fouled?

Kai couldn't be more confused as Nuan was escorted out of the game after committing five fouls. 

Jet excitedly went to where he was standing and patted his back. 

"Great job!" he said. "You managed to get the ball inside the hoop despite Nuan's push." 

"So, it wasn't a mosquito bite?" he absent-mindedly asked. 

"Mosquito bite?" Jet asked in confusion. "What are you talking about?" 

Kai pursed his lips before shaking his head. Maybe this guy was just a weak person. 

Meanwhile, Nuan, who was now sitting at the bench, stared at his hand in disbelief.

He had fouled the players of Shizi High more subtly than Ling did to avoid any suspicion, but he used his full strength when he pushed this 'Guo' guy just now. 

It was almost unbelievable how his hand was the one hurting!