But then I thought, it's really impressive that a bookworm who stares at the computer and looks at data all day can fight on par with someone who exercises every day!

He Yubai regretted his hesitation earlier; if he had shot that three-pointer sooner, they might have won.

After his initial frustration, he, like everyone else present, comforted the other team members.

Although they lost the game by one point, it's really impressive that the business school students were able to compete with the sports school to this extent!

Young Master He truly lived up to his reputation as a future CEO; his words of comfort gradually lifted the spirits of the group, which had initially been low.

On the other hand, Zhou Ziyu frowned as he looked at the sports academy: "You've already won the match, so why do you all look so unhappy?"

The group that heard the words exchanged glances, their thoughts identical, but none of them spoke.

Aside from Zhao Lun, who was fearless, he immediately stepped forward, saying with obvious disdain, "Our sports college and the business school almost tied. Is this acceptable? I wouldn't want a championship like this even if you paid me!"

Actually, he wanted to criticize Zhou Ziyu more. Why was he sleepwalking in the third game? If he hadn't messed up, would the score have been so bad?

Even if the business school loses by just one point, it will have done its best.

But it's different for them at the sports academy. They can't compete with others academically, and now they're almost being overtaken in sports.

If I told anyone, the other schools would laugh me to death.

"Oh? You're very brave."

Zhou Ziyu grabbed him by the back of the neck. "Come on, you seem pretty defiant and want to settle the score, huh?"

"No, no, no, Brother Zhou! I was wrong!"

Zhao Lun, who had just gotten hard for only three seconds, immediately went limp.

Damn it!

What kind of training did Brother Zhou do to increase his strength? He almost felt like his neck was about to be snapped!

After the competition, the usual routine naturally ensued: speeches from leaders, mutual encouragement, and mutual praise.

During the awards ceremony, the business school leaders were all smiles, showing no sign that their students had lost the competition or lost face.

Each of them was a cunning old fox, and they all knew perfectly well that if the bell had rung a few seconds later, their business school would have won the competition!

Thinking of this, they felt very comforted.

These brats really made the academy proud!

In contrast, the leaders of the sports college knew perfectly well that the people from the business school were just being polite, but they could only suppress their anger and agree.

After receiving the trophy, their faces, contorted with anger and turning blue, were absolutely hilarious!