"Goddammit! Dalu, what the hell was that defense? How did you let that American bastard make a layup?"
On the basketball court, Li Qiuzhe, the boss of Dorm 708, yelled indignantly as he watched the score gap widen to twenty points.
"How did I defend? You should be asking how someone my height is supposed to defend! I don't get it. I'm barely 1.7 meters tall and have never played a single official game in my life. Did you really think dragging me out here to fill a spot wouldn't just make me easy pickings? Huh?! These bastards are all semi-pros! The longer we play, the more pathetic we look!" Wang Dalu threw his hands up and complained helplessly.
