While Wang Yi was being roasted by haters in the United States and around the world, he had no idea. At that moment, he was in the locker room giving the players a pregame pep talk.
His pep talk wasn't some long-winded speech. It was just one sentence.
He looked around at all the Kings players, then said with a faint smile, "Guys, don't let my coaching debut turn into a complete embarrassment."
The players all shook their heads.
James said, "Don't worry. We won't embarrass you."
Paul put an arm around Wang Yi's shoulder. "Trust us, bro. There's no way we're losing this game."
Mitchell made a resolute declaration. "Don't worry, boss. We absolutely won't lose. If it comes down to it, put me in. I'll keep provoking Morant until we pull off an extreme one-for-one trade."
Danny didn't say anything, but he looked at Wang Yi with blazing eyes. That made his stance clear enough.
Wang Yi turned to Xiao Qiao and fixed his gaze on him. "Xiao Qiao, it's all on you tonight."
Xiao Qiao nodded. "Don't worry, boss. I've been resting for over a month. My Larry Bird is already itching to get out there."
His remark sent the entire locker room into roaring laughter.
A reporter came to the locker room entrance, hoping to get the scoop on Wang Yi's first game as head coach.
But the security guard at the entrance kept an eye on him like a police officer watching a suspicious character, preventing him from getting any closer.
Naturally, he couldn't hear what they were saying inside.
Then, all of a sudden, he heard a burst of laughter from within.
He was rather surprised. Shouldn't everyone be nervous, given that this was Wang Yi's first time as head coach?
How could they