Gu Tong held her forehead, completely speechless. She glanced at Sheng Yiweng again and said, "Try another shot."
Two against eight, it's already an unfair match. If Sheng Yiweng is really weak, then Gu Tong will find it even harder.
So, she had two reasons for doing this: one was to assess Sheng Yiweng's skills, and the other was to give him time to better familiarize himself with shooting.
Here we go again...
Internal Medicine Class Two: "..." Teacher, can we stop playing around?
Huang Chengyi: "..." Can we just play a proper basketball game instead of letting someone who doesn't know how to play keep shooting?
Hu Bichao: "..." We've already let the ball go, what more do you want?
Sheng Yiweng felt slightly confused, not knowing what to do. However, since it was an order from Gu Tong, he had to execute it no matter what.
Thinking this, he took the basketball and casually dribbled it twice.
The same position, the same opposing team.
The best option was still to shoot.
