The Stick Nation's coach became more and more energetic, and in the end, he still appeared to have a lot to say even after going so far as to thank his parents.

Meanwhile, those reporters were taking shots wildly. Some of them had already started to write their draft reports. As for the game...there was no need to pay attention to it anymore.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Upon seeing such a situation, the gray-haired Bureau Chief Fang coughed violently and his entire body was shaking.

It was a shame for the whole country when their players were being played for fools on the court while simultaneously being mocked by others outside the court!

His old face turned red and he stood up slowly.

"Bureau Chief Fang, where are you going?" Zhang He could not help but ask.

"Where else can I go? I'll go back, of course!" Bureau Chief Fang groaned and his voice was a little hoarse. "How can I continue to stay here with dignity?"

Zhang He was speechless and embarrassed.

His eyes glanced at the crowd, but his pupils suddenly shrank and his entire person was shocked!

"Bureau Chief Fang, please wait," Zhang He pleaded immediately. His body was starting to tremble.

Everyone around sensed that something was not right and turned to look in the direction of his gaze. It was then that they saw a teenager standing off-court and looking calmly at the game being played in-court.

"It's him!" Pan Heng also gasped sharply. There was excitement and emotion in his tone.

"He? Who is he?" Bureau Chief Fang frowned slightly.

"It's our trump card!" Qin Yuan stood up; his expression was constantly changing. In the end, he reverted to calmness, then exchanged glances with Pan Heng and Zhang He. The three of them walked toward the off-court.

They were at the most conspicuous place aside from the court, so when they moved at that time, it immediately attracted the attention of most people, who then focused their eyes on them.

Had they finally lost all dignity and were unable to carry on?

Almost everyone had that kind of feeling in their minds. The Stick Nation's people sneered while the Chinese shook their heads and sighed.

The Stick Nation's coach looked in that direction and had a cold grin at the corner of his mouth. He then said to the reporter, "I think you should go and interview those individuals over there, otherwise they'll escape! Hahaha..."

Many reporters also noticed that and began chasing Zhang He. As soon as they arrived, it was not just the reporters who were stunned—everyone else was, too.

Zhao Ritian froze at once and there was a bewildered look on his face, as Zhang He's group of three stopped right in front of them.

"Please stop the game for a moment!"

At that moment, Bureau Chief Fang made a gesture to the referee and the basketball game was stopped for five minutes.

"It's him!" Qian Sen looked up and exclaimed when he saw Ye Lingchen. His tone sounded conflicted, but a strong hope burst forth from his eyes all of a sudden.

The other Chinese players fixed their gaze on Ye Lingchen as well, and they were all very eager.

There were only 20 minutes left until the end of the game, and winning might be far-fetched if Ye Lingchen came onto the court. At the very least however, the Stick Nation would no longer underestimate China's basketball and would stop playing everyone for fools!

"Eh?"

The Stick Nation's players also whined softly. Without a doubt, they recognized Ye Lingchen as the student who jumped up on the basketball court and stopped them from making violent dunks.

"Student Ye Lingchen, I hope you can look past our past misgivings and let the world see China's basketball potential!" Zhang He looked at Ye Lingchen earnestly before bowing profoundly!

"I've bet my entire life on basketball. Ye Lingchen, please accept my apology!" Pan Heng bowed too.

Qin Yuan also bowed down and said sincerely, "Student Ye Lingchen, on behalf of the Chinese basketball community, I urge you not to let China's basketball be undermined by foreigners!"

That scene left everyone's mind blank and stunned them speechless.

The minds of Zhao Ritian and the others exploded and their mouths were agape. They wanted nothing more than to let their chin drop to the ground.

Those three people were authorities in the sports world. It was known that Zhao Ritian—despite his talent—had only received an invitation from the Capital City Basketball Association. He did not get a personal invitation from Zhang He.

At that time however, the three top figures were actually bowing to Ye Lingchen all at once.

The scene was like a dream—one could not believe it if one never saw it with one's own eyes.

Whoa!

Sometime later, the entire stadium was sent into a frenzy!

"What's going on? Which divine place that did that guy come from?!"

"The three presidents are asking him to go onto the court? Why on earth would they do that? Is it still possible to reverse the situation?"

"F*CK! Isn't he the Capital little basketball prince? His skills are really amazing!"

"Yes, it's really him! But even so, it doesn't warrant those actions from the three chairmen, does it?"

"Don't let China's basketball be undermined by foreigners? That's a rather big statement! Where's their confidence in this teenager coming from?"

...

There were a lot of discussions, and soon enough, Ye Lingchen's identity was also revealed in an incredible way.

"Ye'zi... You..."

Little Gen and the other two were confused and could only feel their mouths dry up. Their lips trembled, but they were unable to say a single word.

They were all unprepared for that sudden twist.

"I agree to play!"

A faint voice sounded and was transmitted clearly into everyone's ears, causing their hearts to begin thumping wildly.

He agreed! He really did agree!

Everyone could only feel their blood bubbling and creating an unparalleled sense of anticipation.

That boy must have had some skill for all three presidents to treat him so seriously!

Those simple words sounded like music to Zhang He and the other two men's ears. Their hearts had been suffering from guilt ever since the last time they forced Ye Lingchen away. Such an exceptional talent could be considered the hope of China's basketball, and if they were obliterated on that day, they would never forgive themselves for the rest of their life.

Fortunately, Ye Lingchen agreed to play!

Zhang He's face turned red. The decision to hold a basketball match at Capital University proved fruitful! In the future, all of the shame in China's basketball would be wiped out, and perhaps it would even go so far as to trigger international attention!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, almost to the point of crying on the spot.

On the other hand, the Stick Nation's people were rather stunned by it. Did China really have a trump card?

However, regardless of how they looked at Ye Lingchen, they did not feel anything special about him, nor did they sense the temperament of a professional basketball player.

"Do you have a basketball jersey?" Ye Lingchen continued speaking and snapped the three men out of their daydream. Zhan He immediately nodded. "Yes, yes!"

The next moment, a jersey was given to Ye Lingchen. The size was just right and it was obviously meant for him.

Ye Lingchen nodded, put on his jersey, then walked toward the court.

"Ye Lingchen, do your best! Hand it back to them!" someone—apparently a student of Capital University—shouted.

"Yeah! Give it to them good! You're the pride of Capital University!"

"Come on, I believe in you!"

"Do your best!"

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