Jiang Siming's confidence put his teammates inexplicably at ease. After switching to small forward, his positioning was completely different from before.
Team USA clearly hadn't figured it out. Why had Jiang Siming suddenly taken up such an obvious position? Wasn't he a guard?
When the whistle blew, the fourth quarter began immediately.
China Team had the opening possession of the fourth quarter.
Zhou Qi caught the ball and looked around, ultimately intending to pass it to Yi Lian. He never expected to make a fatal mistake.
He hadn't secured the ball properly. It veered off course and ended up in Curry's hands!
Everyone was speechless at the sight. How could anyone make such a basic mistake? This level of play was practically child's play.
Chinese spectators felt both that things had gone from bad to worse and that they had lost all face. The score had already been incredibly difficult to make up, and now Zhou Qi had gifted the ball to the opposition right at the start.
What a useless teammate.
After unexpectedly getting the ball, Curry wore a mocking smile. He immediately dribbled across the line, intending to give China Team another three-pointer.
Just as he easily slipped past several layers of China Team's outer defenses, a figure appeared before him. It was Jiang Siming—the man Curry had always wanted to face head-on but had never been given the chance to challenge.
Although Jiang Siming had already played two quarters, Thompson and the others had been playing around with him the entire time. He had never had the chance to truly test this Chinese player who had even earned the coach's serious concern.
Seeing Jiang Siming take up a defensive stance, Curry grew extremely confident. The ball flashed dazzlingly as he dribbled it in one hand.
When he