Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 902

Chapter 902: DING!

DING!

DING!

DING!

"Woooh! You guys are amazing!!!!"

"I love you all!"

"Go, Team Hugo! Go, Dean!"

"Let’s go, team!"

"Let’s score another one!"

DING!

"Kyahhh!! This is getting even more exciting!"

"Offense! Offense!"

"Go, go, go, go!"

"We can do it!"

DING!

"Woah!!!! Back-to-back scores for Team Hugo! You guys are on fire!"

For the next several minutes, all that could be heard was the continuous cheering and the ringing of the bell. Hugo’s team scoreboard continued to add points, making everyone more excited with each score.

DING!

"Hah... hah..." Max panted for air, his sweat dripping from his chin and the tips of his hair. Not just him, but his teammates were also trying to catch their breath, staring at the score as their opponents closed the gap by half.

And yet, there was still a minute left before the second quarter ended.

"This is bad," Max muttered to himself, watching the enemy team exchange high-fives after another point was made. "I knew it."

After the first score Dean made, Max and his teammates decided to stick to their original strategy, only tweaking it slightly by assigning another player to guard Dean instead of leaving him on standby. Their original strategy had been pathetic, but it worked during the first quarter.

However, just when they thought Dean was able to score because Max’s defense was lacking, they were wrong. Even with another player guarding Dean, the latter was agile and really knew how to play the ball. His playing style was more like the street basketball seen abroad.

Therefore, Max was forced to play against Dean. But with Max’s attention on Dean, Hugo was left unguarded. In other words, Hugo was free to score points if Max wasn’t watching him. It was as though Hugo’s team automatically shifted their focus to Hugo the moment Max locked eyes on Dean.

"Team Max is calling a time-out...!" an announcement was made, but the cheering didn’t stop because earlier, Max didn’t use his time-out.

His team looked at each other, then turned their eyes back to him, answering in unison, "No, we can still play."

"Then, let’s continue." Max offered them a reassuring smile. "Mistakes happen, and we’re not perfect. Whether we want to or not, it’s bound to happen. Besides, I don’t call them mistakes because our opponents are good—all five of them."

He nodded, his eyes scanning their faces to make sure they could see the sincerity in his eyes. "If there’s anyone to blame, it should be me for not calling a time-out earlier. I should’ve gathered you all sooner, but I waited until they were halfway to close the gap."

"Senior Max, how can you say it’s your fault? You’ve been doing your best!"

"Don’t blame yourself! We all didn’t see this coming."

"They’re right. With everything that’s happening, it’s not fair to blame yourself."

"That’s right." Max nodded at them. "Blaming each other or ourselves isn’t going to help us right now. That’s why, even though I feel responsible for all of this, I can’t dwell on it for now."

Max gave everyone a sincere and encouraging look, nodding at them. "We started this game thinking that our only opponents were Atlas and Hugo. But basketball isn’t like that at all. Everyone on the court is your opponent. Our mistake was underestimating them, which we shouldn’t have done in the first place."

"We’ll correct that," he continued. "This time, we’ll play this game the way it was meant to be played."

Everyone’s eyes shone with eagerness as they listened to Max’s plan. Instead of focusing on just one or two opponents, they would now engage in a one-on-one match where each player would guard their counterpart as best as they could. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}

And just like that, the game resumed.

A minute passed, and the situation proved that Max’s team’s plan to go one-on-one was wrong. Hugo’s team scored another nine points within that one-minute time frame.