This summer, the storm Wang Yi had stirred up in America reached its peak.
A historic comeback after falling behind 0–3;
Four straight championships;
Four straight Finals MVPs.
The boasts he had made were especially popular topics of conversation among Americans.
"I came here to conquer the NBA."
"I'll hit the game-winner with one second left."
"To Arthur: from now on, every time I see you, I'll beat you."
"I'll hunt down the Lakers every game."
"I'm betting my career on it!"
Ever since joining the league, he had made countless bold claims.
And the boldest thing of all was that every single one of them had come true.
By now, the name "Wang Yi" had practically become a symbol.
When people thought of basketball, Wang Yi was the first person who came to mind.
His graffiti could often be seen on American streets.
You could also see people dressed in Tang suits with crew cuts.
Normally, that kind of hairstyle often got mocked in America.
But now Wang Yi had made it fashionable.
Basketball alone had already made Wang Yi a sensation, and this summer's blockbuster, Space Jam 3, was like adding fuel to the fire.
To many children, Wang Yi had become something like a superhero.
He had become someone who could stand alongside Superman, Iron Man, Spider-Man, Thor, and the rest.
Some clueless kids even asked their parents, "Dad, why wasn't Wang Yi there when they fought Thanos?"
Countless young people imitated Wang Yi's words and actions, speaking clumsy Chinese.
"Holy shit!"
You could say Wang Yi had become a cultural phenomenon.
Xiao Hua was naturally delighted.
Having Wang Yi represent the NBA would instantly bring the league closer to the China market.
For starters, in just the past two years, the NBA had made tens of