The score flashed on the screen.
59-60.
The Shizi Dogs held a slim lead. However, it was enough to change the atmosphere inside the court.
In their humble home, Grandma Bingbing slowly rose from her seat, the crack of her joints drowned out by the sound of the television. Her usually calm, wise eyes were wide with an excitement rarely seen.
"Yes!" she shouted, her voice hoarse but filled with pride.
The teachers from the Shizi Dogs' school erupted in celebration, clapping each other on the back as they'd already secured the win. It felt monumental—as if they'd made the final shot that sealed the game.
In contrast, the Elites sat frozen, eyes locked onto Kai. They couldn't believe it. Could this kid actually pull it off? Could he really lead his team to victory without Yuze on the court? Even when it was just his first year playing?