The 24,000 throats in the arena erupted in 24,000 cheers and roars.
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yeah—"
Xu Jingyu's throat erupted in another whale-like roar:
"A super-long three-pointer from midcourt—"
"It's in----------ah----------haha!"
"It's in----------50 points--------up by 50--------ah--------"
By the end, his voice had gone hoarse.
As Jingyu let out his roar, he also glanced at Ball Dad, who was nearby.
Hearing him roar, Ball Dad turned around and frowned at him.
Jingyu raised his chin at Ball Dad, his voice rising a few notches.
Ball Dad could only turn away and ignore Xu Jingyu.
Bales didn't look too happy, either.
Before the game, he and Ball Dad had talked up the Hornets so much that it seemed they'd already beaten the Raptors and made it to the Finals.
They'd even been dreaming about the day the Raptors and Hornets won the championship.
But now, with only half the third quarter played, the Raptors had already opened up a 50-point lead.
Thinking back to all that championship talk, Bales suddenly felt embarrassed.
At that moment,
Anta Center had become an active volcano in the midst of an eruption.
The Hornets' players and coaches were like small animals scrambling to escape the lava spewing from the volcano.
They were all terrified, flustered, and at a complete loss.
The old referee on the court raised his other hand to signal that the three-pointer counted.
He only wished he could spit out the whistle in his mouth and cheer like the fans.
Instead, the camera cut to the Hornets, capturing the look on everyone's face.
Hornets head coach Charles Lee looked grim as he immediately asked the referee for a timeout.
The two assistant coaches looked dazed, their heads buzzing.
The Hornets' players all wore expressions of fear, confusion, and helplessness.
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