I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain - Chapter 400: The Embarrassment of Lin Mo

On the basketball court, the players were taking a break, preparing for the second half.

The four boys from Class 112 sat slouched with dull, lifeless expressions. After all, they had scored exactly zero points in the first half. No matter how strong their willpower, who could possibly keep their spirits up after that?

What made it even more humiliating was that the opposing team had brought along two girls who didn’t even know how to play. That was essentially giving them a two-player handicap, and they still got crushed.

If not for the last scraps of their sportsmanship holding them together, they would’ve already forfeited.

“There’s still the second half. We still have a chance to win,” Lin Mo encouraged, his tone calm yet confident.

He’d already observed Wang Haoran’s skills during the first half and had a good grasp of his playstyle. In his own estimation, his own level wasn’t any lower.

The scoreboard might have looked hopeless, but Wang Haoran’s team had two total novices running around doing nothing. As far as Lin Mo was concerned, it was a five-versus-three match, and with that advantage, he believed Class 112 still had a solid shot at turning the game around.

Even in the worst-case scenario, if they still lost, it wouldn’t be a total wipeout. He could still use his skills to impress the crowd and rack up approval points.

No matter how he calculated it, this was a guaranteed profit.

“Look, Yu Shiqing is walking over with a bottle of water. Who do you think it’s for?” one of the Class 112 boys nudged his teammate.

“It’s gotta be for me. I touched the ball the most,” someone bragged.

“What’s that supposed to mean? You touched it, but did you score? I’m telling you, it’s for me. Back when she still had that birthmark on her face, I never laughed at her like the rest of you.”

“Give me a break. I’m the best-looking one here. Of course it’s for me!”

The boys started bickering, each convinced they were about to receive the goddess’s favor.

Lin Mo overheard them and turned his gaze toward Yu Shiqing. To his surprise, she was walking straight toward him.

“Teacher Lin, thank you for stepping up for our class,” she said warmly.

“Oh—no, no need to thank me,” Lin Mo stammered, completely caught off guard, hurriedly waving his hand.

The boys beside him looked as if their hearts had just been crushed.

“This bottle of water is for you. Good luck out there,” she said with a gentle smile.

“Class 112 will win. Just you watch.”

Ecstatic, Lin Mo accepted the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and downed half of it in one go. The rest he held carefully in his hand, treating it like a treasure, terrified that someone might try to snatch it away.

Yu Shiqing turned and walked back to her seat near the court.

Lin Mo and the boys watched her leave in a daze, as if their souls had been stolen away.

From the sidelines, Qin Yunhan and Xu Muyan had witnessed the whole exchange. They glanced at each other, suspicion flickering in their eyes. Could it be that Yu Shiqing’s secret boyfriend was actually this teaching assistant, Lin Mo?

Given the teacher-student dynamic, it would definitely stir up gossip if word got out. That would explain why Yu Shiqing had kept it quiet.

As soon as she sat back down, she noticed their strange looks.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, a little uneasy.

The two girls quickly shook their heads, feigning innocence. If Yu Shiqing didn’t want to talk about it, they wouldn’t force her hand.

Wang Haoran strolled leisurely back toward the court just as he received the system’s message. A faint smile curled at his lips as his eyes landed on Lin Mo in the distance.

There he was, still clutching the half-empty bottle of water like it was some priceless gift, completely oblivious to what had just been done to him.

That bottle had been laced with two types of substances. One would strip him of his manly capabilities. The other would mess with his physical coordination, blocking him from showing off and earning approval points.

Just then, Liu Yue blew the whistle, signaling the players to return to their positions for the second half.

Both teams got ready to fight for the jump ball.

But Lin Mo stood stiffly in place, his face suddenly tightening as he clutched his stomach.

The ball flew high into the air, signaling the start of the second half.

Yet Lin Mo didn’t move. He didn’t jump.

All he could feel was a churning storm inside his gut, as if something inside him was begging to be released with unstoppable force. As long as he stood still, he could just barely hold it in. But the moment he tried to move even a little, he felt like he would lose control.

In the few seconds he froze there, Wang Haoran took the opportunity and scored again, triggering a new round of cheers from his fangirls.

The four Class 112 boys threw glances at Lin Mo.

He’d been standing right there. He could’ve jumped and taken the ball. Instead, he just froze, and his reaction was painfully slow.

Still, since he was their teacher, and since the second half had just begun, they swallowed their complaints and didn’t say anything.

But Lin Mo’s movement on the court was pitifully sluggish—slower than even the two girls on the opposing team. It wasn’t long before more shots went in, and Class 113’s score shot even higher. Class 112 was still stuck at zero.

From the stands, sighs and mocking laughter began to spread.

There had been plenty of campus basketball matches before, but nothing quite like this.

Hearing the commotion, the four boys from Class 112 felt their faces burning. They wanted to bury themselves in the ground.

Finally, they couldn’t take it anymore.

“Teacher Lin, are you here to play ball or go for a walk?”

“Man, you said ‘we’ll definitely win’ earlier—I almost believed you!”

“What the hell are we even doing out here? We should just quit!”

During the brief pause after another basket, they all took the chance to vent.

That big talker who encouraged them so confidently turned out to be all bark and no bite. The moment he stepped onto the court, he became a soft-footed pushover who can barely move.

Lin Mo’s expression darkened, but he couldn’t explain the real reason for his state. Instead, he raised his hand and signaled to Liu Yue.

She called a temporary stop and walked over, noticing his pale face and strange posture.

“What’s wrong? Did you twist your ankle too?”

After so many substitutes going down, seeing Lin Mo’s weird movements made her naturally suspect another injury.

“Yeah,” Lin Mo answered through clenched teeth.

The truth was, his stomach was revolting. But now that the match had started, he couldn’t exactly ask for a bathroom break mid-game. He’d been hoping the discomfort would pass. Instead, it only got worse.

There was no way he could keep playing like this.

Since she asked, he took the chance to lie. So he can leave the court before something humiliating happens.

Another substitute down, and the last hope gone as Lin Mo was also tapping out. Liu Yue made the executive decision to end the game and declared Class 113 the winner.

No one objected. After what everyone had just seen, it was clear Class 112 had no chance anyway.

Lin Mo didn’t care about winning or losing anymore. He had only one thought in his mind now—get to a toilet, and fast.

Clenching tightly and walking with awkward little steps, he began to leave the court.

Wang Haoran watched him with amusement, then leaned over and whispered something into Lu Ming’s ear.

Lu Ming nodded and immediately ran after Lin Mo.

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