บท 132: I Really Can’t Play Real Basketball

A team member with red hair who was of average height but looked seemingly strong picked up the ball intending to pass it to Meng Fan. Thinking about it, he decided it was better to walk over and hand the ball to him instead, taking special care of it like handing off a treasure in case this Iron hero couldn't hold onto it.

After handing it over, the red-headed youth felt the despair once again. The animation department was too weak!

It wasn't that Meng Fan was weak, or that Ah Ning was basically a dead horse acting as a live one. It was mostly because there were very few 'good horses' on the entire team.

Like him, they all loved basketball, but they were very aware of their own abilities. Regularly, on campus, they would only include him if they were missing one person, let alone outdoors. Outside of school, he wouldn't even be recruited as a passerby.