Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 914

Chapter 914: More than just winning or losing

"Yippee Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

"Yippee Hooray! Hooray!"

The basketball team carried Atlas and Hugo, throwing and catching them in the air as they celebrated their win. The audience, on the other hand, continued to cheer with claps, words of congratulation, and words of encouragement.

"You did great, Team Max!"

"It’s alright, Team! It was fun!"

"Good game!"

"Senior Hugo! We love you! I’m single!"

"Great job, everyone!"

As these mixed cheers echoed across the court, Max glanced at the score. In the fourth quarter, the enemy’s score continued to soar, and the game ended with a twenty-point difference. He knew they had held back, or rather, maintained the gap at that number when they could have done more.

"Senior Max, we’re sorry," one of his teammates couldn’t help but speak up. "If only we were more experienced or at least more physically trained, we could’ve helped."

"You trusted us, but we ended up disappointing you and just dragging you down."

"I’m sorry too that I couldn’t help much." _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

"I’m sorry, Max."

Max raised his brows as he darted his eyes over his team. Even the one he had let in because another was already too exhausted apologized for not being helpful. Despite the words of encouragement ringing throughout the court from their supporters, they all looked so gloomy.

"Haha!" Max laughed out loud, watching them slowly lift their heads.

The moment their eyes landed on Max, deep lines appeared between their brows. They exchanged confused looks before returning their attention to him.

"Senior Max, is everything alright?" one asked, wondering if this laugh was out of mockery or madness. "I know we failed to help, and you ended up doing all the work..."

"You guys—do you really think I’d win even if I chose someone else?" Max grinned, his face free of disappointment and sadness. "Going head to head with Hugo is going to be hard, but with Atlas with him, I know I would never win. Even if they chose other players, their chances of winning would still be good because the two of them trust and listen to each other."

Max paused and smacked his lips, reaching out to the nearest teammate to pat his hand on his shoulder. "We lost, but it was a fun game, wasn’t it? It was interesting, and it’s been a while since I played a full basketball match. Everything on the line... It’s not a loss at all."

"If anything, we lost with pride because we never gave up until the end," he continued, his eyes softening, his entire body more relaxed than usual. "We had fun, so there’s no need for us to be sad just because we lost a game. Can’t you see?"