C389 Fake Success

Gao Mu's heart sank when he caught Meng's expression. Yet, by then, it was too late for words.

The basketball, previously in Meng's grasp, found its way back into the hands of the diminutive player.

After casting a disdainful glance at Gao Mu, the little guy leaped up and launched a three-point shot.

In the moment of release, as if a thought struck him, he yelled