The stadium regained its former enthusiasm, and when the game started, the spectators would occasionally let out a shout or two of encouragement.

Zhang Xie's gaze wasn't on the ball, but kept wandering around the stands, his gloomy expression almost overflowing the screen.

He liked that carefree girl who was always smiling at everyone.

But when he finally confessed his feelings to Xiao Nan, the shock of being rejected made Zhang Xie feel unwilling to accept it.

This almost distorted emotion was guiding him, still irritable in his adolescence, to make the wrong move next. When he received the ball again, Zhang Xie's gaze shifted to the sidelines.

With bulging veins, he gripped the ball tightly and flung it out with powerful force, sending it flying like a cannonball. However, this time the target wasn't the basket, but her, who was closest to the stands.

"Bang……!"

"Clatter".

The sound of the impact and the sound of the phone hitting the ground rang out simultaneously, accompanied by a familiar girl's scream, and the audience gradually descended into chaos.

"Xiao Nan?!"

"Someone come quick and help!"

The phone screen shattered, and Xiang Xiaonan was hit squarely on the forehead. The powerful momentum left her still in a daze.

Zhang Xie smiled; this was what he wanted to do.

Anyway, all you have to do is say it was a mistake and apologize; nobody cares about the outcome.

Just as he was chuckling lewdly, he was suddenly struck by a heavy punch that made his vision go black. When he came to his senses, he was already knocked to the ground.

Qin Zhou's eyes seemed to spit fire, and his anger was unleashed on Zhang Xie with fists and profanities.

"Fuck your mother!"