When Nicole asked him how it felt, Wang Yi answered honestly, "It feels pretty good... and a little nerve-racking."
What kind of man would say it felt bad to hug a beautiful woman?
"What are you nervous about?"
Nicole asked, her face still cold.
Wang Yi shook his head. "I'm afraid you'll find out."
Nicole suddenly burst out laughing. "You're so honest it's almost heartbreaking. Couldn't you just tell a little white lie and say it felt bad?"
Wang Yi shook his head. "I have to be completely honest with you if I want to sleep soundly. Otherwise, I'd have to worry about telling the truth in my sleep."
Nicole smiled and shook her head. "Don't worry. I won't mind. In Chinese culture, a man and a woman hugging might be a huge deal, but in America's more open culture, it's just how acquaintances greet each other. I don't mind."
After the Bucks players left the court, the award ceremony began.
After Wang Yi received the championship trophy from Xiao Hua, he only stroked it briefly before handing it to Rose.
Rose passed it to Little Danny;
Little Danny passed it to Tures.
Then Bond took it, followed by the rest of the Kings players.
Only at the very end did the players pass the trophy to Westbrook.
Westbrook was arguably the person on the team who wanted the championship Trophy most. So why did they leave him until last?
Because that way, he could hold the championship Trophy for a long time.
The moment Westbrook took the trophy, he finally lost his composure after holding it together until then.
Cradling the gleaming, heavy O'Brien Cup, Westbrook pressed his head tightly against the trophy.
As if he were embracing the person dearest to him.
At the same time, he burst