Chapter 509: Chapter 192: Men’s Basketball Finals Decided with One Shot—We’re the Champions! (Part 2)

"Guys, go for it!"

"Finance Management Class One, victory is ours!"

A group of cheerleaders in JK uniforms frantically shook their pom-poms, dancing around the basketball players.

The girls from Finance Management Class One were pretty high quality overall, especially with the likes of Luo Xi and Nanaz. Along with other eye-catching girls, they became a beautiful sight on the sidelines of the court.

The guy eavesdropping was green with envy.

Look at the girls from other classes; our cheerleaders aren’t on the same level!

No, wait, where’s our class’s cheerleading team?

Without professional uniforms that show some leg, can we even call them a cheerleading team!

The strategy discussion was over, and while the other team members were extremely nervous, Su Zelin was as relaxed as ever.

The mindset of a slacker is always super calm.

He even casually walked over to Ding Linna, who was nearby, and started chatting with her: "Nanaz, if our class wins this game, what reward will I get? There should always be a fair exchange, don’t you think?"

As he spoke, his sneaky gaze wandered over the hottie’s body.

Nanaz’s JK temptation outfit, tsk tsk, it’s really something.

In her past life as a model, it seems she even shot advertisements for some JK-style products, probably causing many netizens who stumbled upon the ad pictures to drool over their screens.

Plus, this type of clothing is quite convenient too...

Su Zelin thought to himself.

"Class president, what do you want?"

Nanaz didn’t stop dancing, swaying her snake-like waist while giggling and turning back to reply.

Slacker: "I want~~"

Ding Linna: "?"

What kind of non-answers are these?

"How about this, if our class’s basketball team can take first place and rise to third on the grade-wide leaderboard at the school sports meet, you’ll have to wear this cheerleading outfit when you come to learn driving!"

Su Zelin chuckled.

"Class president, you’re so mean!"

Ding Linna gave him a coquettish side-eye: "Win the game first and then we’ll talk!"

Let me keep you in suspense, mister "let’s talk later" for life.

"OK, then let’s happily agree on it!"

Judging by Nanaz’s tone, as long as he could win, she would agree.

Su Zelin felt like he’d just gotten a shot of adrenaline, instantly rejuvenated and brimming with energy.

Just then, the referee’s whistle blew, ending the long timeout, and it was also the last timeout they had, having used up the others.

Su Zelin returned to the team, as did the other resting members.

Five palms stacked on top of each other.

"One, two, three, Finance Management Class One will win!"

The team’s morale was sky-high.

Whenever they fell behind, Su Zelin would step up, using his extraordinary scoring ability to tie the score, never giving up and injecting resilience into the team.

"Senior, go for it!"

The cheerleaders weren’t only girls from Finance Management Class One.

On the sidelines, a pretty and charming girl was also yelling her lungs out.

Huang Panpan had been the slacker’s most loyal fangirl on the basketball court since high school, frequently running to different courts in the evening to find Su Zelin.

Now that her idol’s team had made it to the second-year finals, she had to watch it, how could she miss such an important game!

No matter how hard she yelled with all her might, the elementary school girl’s cutesy voice was still soft and sweet, lacking momentum, though quite a few boys on the sidelines found her charming.

Holy crap, this voice, why does it tickle my heart like there are ants crawling inside?

Back then, there was no term like "cutesy voice," so the little pervs couldn’t really explain it, but they felt if they had a girlfriend like this, it’d be great, especially in certain situations where her voice would be quite fun.

The game resumed, and the server for Finance Management Class One was the center.

In the NBA, it’s common for the center to serve the ball in the last moments when the score is tight because players in this position are tall with a good field of vision and less likely to be disturbed.

Su Zelin started to move.

Even without the ball in his hands, he never stopped running throughout the match, somewhat like Jun Zilei, constantly running whenever he’s on the court to take advantage of his stamina, wearing down the defenders. By the final quarter, as stamina drops, it’s hard for defenders to keep up.

The slacker’s skills could be said to incorporate the strengths of many, not just limited to Little Flying Warrior and King James.

The defender was precisely the ace of the opposing side, also a mainstay of the school team, both playing the swingman position.

He and another teammate playing guard stuck to Su Zelin like glue, as everyone anticipated, the opponent didn’t want the ball to end up in the slacker’s hands in the last attack.

The school team star was playing well too, scoring twenty points, but compared to Su Zelin’s thirty-six, it paled in comparison, absolutely crushed.

Who wouldn’t fear such a fiery touch? If the ball ended up in his hands, he might seal the game with one decisive shot.

Even if other opponents are left open, they couldn’t let this guy get the ball.

Yet Su Zelin was just slippery, like a little eel, continuously changing positions while running at high speed, and with the help of teammates’ screens, he finally created an opportunity despite the opponent’s chase and interception. The center, quick-eyed and deft, flung the ball into Su Zelin’s hands.

Class president got the ball!

The players from Finance Management Class One and everyone else off the court were invigorated.

No comment yet on whether Su Zelin could make the shot, but he was definitely the one with the best chance.

All eyes were on that shadow wearing the Lakers’ No. 8 jersey, breath held, heart racing.