The young man named Wells stood there, stunned, his right hand holding a glass of beer frozen in midair.
Seeing this, the other young man beside him, named Hans, waved a hand in front of his eyes. "Wells? Wells? You haven't been possessed by a demon, have you?"
Only then did Wells snap out of it.
But he still didn't say anything. He just turned his phone around to show Hans.
The moment Hans saw the screen, he reacted exactly like Wells.
He stood there dumbfounded, his left hand holding a glass of beer frozen in midair.
A moment later, Hans finally let out a shout. "Holy shit!"
Then he hurriedly opened the livestream app on his phone.
Sure enough, the score between the two teams was tied at 132–132.
I also let loose a stream of curses. "How is that possible? How the hell is that possible? They were up by 40 when the fourth quarter started. I took one sip of beer, and you've already tied it! What the hell is going on?"
Hans immediately smashed his glass against the floor.
Crash—
The enormous beer mug shattered into pieces.
The beer inside splashed everywhere.
The two men were a perfect snapshot of Bucks fans at that moment.
Meanwhile, in China.
In the tiered lecture hall at Huali Basketball School.
When the players saw Bronny make a layup, score a two-pointer, and tie the game at 132, the entire hall erupted.
All the teachers had completely forgotten about maintaining their professional image. They threw whatever they could get their hands on into the air.
One teacher even swore outright.
"132 all, holy shit!"
"It's tied, holy shit!"
"They finally tied it, holy shit!!!"
The students were all hugging one another, cheering and cursing excitedly.
"No way! They tied it,