Finally, Yu Yizhou was seen among the crowd of people at the School of Health Management.

Zhou Mo: "Strange, didn't Cong Manyong not allow Yu Yizhou to participate in the competition some time ago?"

Han Chen: "Your academy is so dishonest? Not only do you find students, but you also find outsiders?"

Zhou Mo quickly distanced himself from the matter, "That was the college's decision, don't take your anger out on me."

Han Chen suddenly stood up.

Zhou Mo raised his eyes to look at him: "Where are you going?"

"They're going to change people, go and take a look."

"I'll go with you."

Zhou Mo felt that the stands were a bit far away and she was nearsighted, so she couldn't see clearly, so she followed Han Chen to the stadium downstairs.

When Han Chen went downstairs, the second quarter of the game had already started and he didn't catch up.

When Teacher Wang saw Han Chen coming over, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Chen glanced at the court and said in a flash: "It's okay, let them play first."

Teacher Wang arranged for several players with average skills but high enthusiasm to play.

Under normal circumstances, most of them are substitutes for substitutes and have basically no chance to play.

Han Chen naturally didn't want to let them be replaced after they had finally had a chance to play.

Sure enough, after the team members were replaced, the situation of the First Hospital of Southeast University and the School of Health Management underwent a subversive reversal.

Less than half a minute after the kick-off, the School of Health Management scored two points.

The key two points were scored by Yu Yizhou.

Zhou Mo stared at him angrily, and Yu Yizhou gave Zhou Mo a provocative look.

"Wait a minute," Han Chen comforted Zhou Mo, "After this quarter, we'll change players."

"Zhou Mo!"

Suddenly someone called her name not far away.

Zhou Mo turned around and found Cong Manyong waving at her, motioning her to come over.

Zhou Mo was a little reluctant. She looked up and found that Zhao Xiaoshuang and Ding Ning were following not far behind Man Rong and were waving to her.

"I'll go over and take a look," Zhou Mo said to Han Chen.

"Well," Han Chen raised his eyelids slightly, looking past Zhou Mo and seeing the three people named Zhou Mo, he said again: "If you don't want to see her, you can leave first. Don't worry, leave this to me, I will definitely eliminate your college."

Zhou Mo smiled slightly, waved at him, and ran to Cong Manrong.

"Why are you standing among those people in the First Hospital of East China University?" Cong Manrong asked. "You are from our School of Health Management, why are you so disloyal?"

Zhou Mo said unhappily, "My boyfriend is over there. Can't I go over and talk to him?"

Cong Manrong was stunned for a moment, then continued, "Our school is behind in the score, so we have to work harder. Even if we lose, we have to reduce the score to within 50 points. At least the losing team will still qualify for the next round of promotion matches. It's just right that you are all here, come and cheer for our school."

Zhou Mo: “…”

Cong Manyong: "Why? You don't want to? Don't forget, you are the captain of the cheerleading team."

Zhou Mo was naturally unwilling to do this.

But since Manrong is close to the leaders of the college, if she says something, it would be wrong for her to be disloyal. The higher-ups might put pressure on Zhou Mo through Shen Qingyi.

Moreover, she was also a student of the School of Health Management, but she was unwilling to cheer for our school. If this got out, it would not sound good.

It's a bit like being ungrateful.

Zhao Xiaoshuang also came over, her eyes filled with doubt and pleading, obviously asking Zhou Mo what to do.

Zhou Mo could only deliberately say: "Of course we have to cheer for our college."

You have to do enough surface work.

Cong Manrong was finally satisfied. "We have girls cheering for us, but there is nothing on the First Hospital of East China University. We can win a lot in terms of momentum."

Zhou Mo laughed in his heart.

Cong Manyong didn't blush or feel embarrassed at all. She took the lead and shouted at the top of her voice: "Come on, Jianguan! Jianguan will win!"

Her voice was so sharp, thin and abrupt that even the players on the court paused.

I don’t know if I was scared.

"You guys should shout along," Cong Manyong urged Zhou Mo and the other two, "I'll count to three, and you guys should shout slogans. One, two, three—"

"Jianguan, come on, Jianguan, we will win," Zhou Mo and the other two cooperated very well and had the right rhythm, but their voices were like mosquitoes, completely lacking in momentum, and they couldn't even be considered to be reciting the text with emotion.

Cong Manyong was annoyed, "Speak louder, the people on the field can't hear it at all!"

"Come on, Jianguan, Jianguan will win."

Zhou Mo took the lead, and the three of them spoke louder than before, but still weakly.

Cong Manrong: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Zhou Mo laughed and said, "Of course not. We're just not used to speaking loudly in front of so many people. Girls should always be more reserved."

From the fact that Manrong's face turned as dark as an iron pot, it was obvious that she understood Zhou Mo's implication that she was not reserved.

"Zhou Mo, your teacher just submitted a request for funding approval for a batch of equipment and consumables a few days ago. This involves two projects in your group. If the leadership holds it up for a year or two..."

Failure to complete the project and produce results on schedule may affect the graduation of students in the group and Shen Qingyi's application for new projects next year.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo gritted his teeth and could only endure it.

Cong Manyong looked like he was enjoying a good show.

Zhao Xiaoshuang couldn't bear to watch this. She questioned Cong Manyong, "It's fine for us to cheer for the college, but are any of you on this field considered to be from the School of Health Management?"

"Why not? They are all students of the college," said Cong Manyong.

"Where's Yu Yizhou? He's also from the academy."

Cong Manyong was not stumped by the question, but instead became annoyed. "Oh, I forgot. No wonder you didn't want to support our college. I forgot that Yu Yizhou is your ex-boyfriend. Didn't you say that your current boyfriend is at the First College of East China University? He asked you to cheer for the college, but he didn't think you were cheering for Yu Yizhou, did he?"

Zhou Mo curled his lips coldly. This Cong Manyong was really smart. She could even think of this. I wonder if she had planned this in advance and wanted Han Chen to misunderstand.

"You're overthinking it," Zhou Mo said. "My boyfriend is not someone who doesn't know what's going on. No matter which side I'm rooting for, his only goal is to win the game."

She glanced at Cong Manrong's smug face and asked, "Don't you want to hear me cheer for our college? Okay, I'll cheer them on."

Zhou Mo winked at Zhao Xiaoshuang and Ding Ning.

"I'll say one, two, three, and then the three of us will shout slogans loudly."

Zhao Xiaoshuang and Ding Ning still felt a little awkward and embarrassed, but since Zhou Mo had already said it, they could only cooperate with Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo took advantage of the ball on the Health Management College side, and just when the defender was about to shoot, he suddenly came with three other people and shouted slogans.

The defender was distracted by the sudden sound, his hand shook, and the ball didn't go in.

Later, the two sides fought for the ball. Yu Yizhou used a fake move to lure a player from the First Hospital of East China University who was eager to defend and committed a foul.

The referee called a free throw and Yu Yizhou stood at the free throw line, patting the basketball.

Holding my breath, I'm getting ready to shoot.

Zhou Mo once again led the other two in a sudden shout of "Come on!"