Several children of the believers were stunned. Song Peng said with a dull expression: "Master, is this... funny?"

Li He couldn't hold back his laughter.

Bai Ge was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to watch TV anymore.

Lin Zaishan himself was even more embarrassed. The TV camera captured a close-up of his face. His smile was ashamed, making his hardcore fans unable to bear to watch it.

The millions of viewers in front of the TV laughed. Lin Zaishan almost performed the funnyness of the basketball court to the extreme, making the most joyful mark this year's Spring Festival. Many people laughed happier than watching the Spring Festival Gala.

The young men of the Chinese players roughly understood Lin Zaishan's level. Guo Xiaolun ran over to serve the bottom line and passed Lin Zaishan by, encouraging Lin Zaishan: "Uncle, come on. This kind of mistake is nothing."

Lin Zaishan nodded at Guo Xiaolun with relief, but felt very embarrassed.

He made up his mind to pick up the face he had lost tonight!

He let God put on his No. 8 jersey-

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!