The score from the first half was 25:27, with the animation department only 2 points behind. This was a perfectly acceptable score to Ah Ning and the rest of the department.
"Awesome, I didn't know Iron bro knew how to pass so well."
Senior Ah Ning was overjoyed. He rapidly adjusted his plan for the second half and gathered everyone during half time. "We have a disadvantage in terms of physical confrontation. But now that we have Iron bro's passing skills, you should give up physical confrontation and dash for the ball instead when we are on the offensive."
He then looked at Meng Fan. "Can your ball find them?"
Meng Fan nodded. "Of course."
"It's settled then!"
Senior Ah Ning clapped his hands together in excitement and then smacked each player on the ass. Meng Fan wanted to dodge it, but he was no match for senior Ah Ning's agility. He was much more flexible than him.