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“Fantasi……” Jiang Lingfeng looked at the few people approaching and said, “Fantasi? What’s Fantasi? Jay Chou's album Fantasi (fanasy)?” Situ Yanan asked us in confusion. A Fei glanced at the people behind and slowly said, “These are our opponents in the finals, Fantasy Team.” “Oh, so that’s how it is!” Situ Yanan suddenly realized and walked over, “You are Fantasy Team, right? What was that just now? Oh, we have more people in our support team, huh! Look at you guys, it’s pathetic that no one is cheering for you. We still have several people who haven’t arrived yet; do you want to borrow a few?” Situ Yanan’s words were sharp, leaving the three members of Fantasi momentarily speechless, their eyes darting around. “You… what do you mean? Does Dream Chasers Team have no one left? Sending this girl out to speak up, hiding behind a woman—does that feel good?” The Point Guard of Fantasi was the first to respond, each word laced with venom.
“Yes, I’m just a girl. However, our Dream Chasers Team has a rule: whoever speaks must match the level of the person they’re addressing. Since I’m the least capable one here, I have the self-awareness to come out and speak.” Situ Yanan replied fearlessly. What a fearless Situ Yanan! She really resembles her brother Situ Jianfei. “You… you! Say that again!” Her words infuriated Fantasy Team. “What are you going to do about it?!” I quickly stepped forward to stand beside Situ Yanan, and A Fei and the others followed suit. We glared at each other until finally, it was Jiang Lingfeng who broke the deadlock: “Fantasi, see you on the court!” He said as he pulled us away. On our way to the competition venue, Xia Ying had been ignoring me. Guided by the staff, we arrived at the finals venue. This time it wasn’t a temporary outdoor court but a formally constructed gymnasium. “Now this looks like a proper competition venue!” I strutted in, observing the court.
“Country bumpkin.” Fantasy Team also entered. “What do you mean?! Say that again!” My blood pressure rose again as Fantasy Team walked over to their bench on the other side of the court. I had to stay calm; I couldn’t act impulsively. Soon after, spectators began to fill in. Since watching the match was free and it was the City Finals, quite a number of people came to watch. We entered the Locker Room, changed into our white jerseys, and came out. After we emerged, we saw Shuai Dong and Pang Hao rushing over. “We finally made it! Luckily the game hasn’t started yet; it’s all your fault for being so slow,” Shuai Dong complained to Pang Hao. They settled into their seats behind our team bench. “Hey? Yanan, how did you get here?” Shuai Dong exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Situ Yanan. I noticed his eyes lit up; based on my detective-like intuition, it seemed like Shuai Dong might have some feelings for her. It looked like he didn’t stand a chance; poor Situ Yanan would probably bully him!
Afterward, the host began announcing the rules of the match: “The finals will be divided into two halves of eight minutes each, totaling sixteen minutes for the entire game, with a three-minute halftime break. Each team has two thirty-second timeouts…” The person on stage spoke energetically while we were already itching to get on the court. The crowd gradually grew larger; the entire venue became quite dark except for our half of the court which was brightly lit, creating an especially mysterious atmosphere. “Defeat Fantasi! Defeat Fantasi!…” Situ Yanan had already started cheering. I couldn’t understand why they didn’t have any friends or family supporting them; but then again, considering their aloof personalities, it must be hard for them to make friends.
The referee signaled for us to take ten minutes to adapt to the court. After ten minutes, the match officially began as we held onto the ball and started practicing shooting. However, since there was only one hoop available, both teams kept accidentally colliding with each other while trying to shoot, which left us both extremely frustrated. But what could we do? We were playing Street Basketball, after all.
After a while, the referee signaled for us to take the court. Once we were on it, he began tossing a coin for possession of the ball; after Jiang Lingfeng made his throw-in, our championship battle commenced! The opposing team’s guard closely followed Jiang Lingfeng. Suddenly, he feigned right and passed the ball to me on his left. I caught it and shot—score! I scored first for our team! From below, Situ Yanan jumped up shouting: “Brother Jie is amazing!” This made it awkward for Sha Xiaomei and her group to cheer again. I noticed that Xia Ying sat there expressionless and silent…
The game resumed quickly with an inbound pass from Fantasy Team. Their center drove straight into our lane for an easy layup; due to height disadvantages, A Fei couldn’t stop their aggressive center from scoring. After we inbounded again, Jiang Lingfeng swiftly moved towards zero-degree angle; under pressure from their point guard’s defense, he attempted a three-pointer but missed. All six players on our side rushed in for a rebound—it was quite a spectacle! After an intense struggle for possession of the ball, I managed to grab it into my arms; my hand got scratched by someone during this scramble leaving a red mark behind. Holding onto the ball outside of three-point range, I controlled it and passed directly to A Fei, who then passed it behind his neck to Jiang Lingfeng. He charged into the lane for a layup; their point guard came over to block him just as he executed his signature move—a bridge layup—to score! However, while performing this move I noticed their point guard making an elbowing motion aimed at hitting Jiang Lingfeng’s head. “Referee! I saw him make a malicious foul…” I argued with the referee who remained indifferent as if telling me: kid, don’t challenge my authority. I really wondered if Fantasi had bribed him or something.
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