Near Game-Winner

Staples Center Arena, the cheers surged like a tsunami.

It was like a volcano erupting.

The entire dome of Staples Center Arena seemed ready to be blown off.

"YES!"

"Wang! So cool!"

"Oh my god, thank goodness!"

The live DJ's drawn-out voice sounded even more impassioned.

"Three-pointer, from Wang------Yi------"

Across the ocean.

Tencent NBA studio.

Meina let out a long breath, unable to help but clench her fists.

As a lead anchor, she could have her favorite team.

She could also openly declare which team she supported during a live broadcast.

But when the team she supported scored a crucial basket, she couldn't be too ostentatious.

She could only barely suppress her excitement.

Wang Meng punched the air, exclaiming in surprise:

"Amazing! Absolutely explosive!"

Su Qun couldn't help but excitedly adjust his glasses and say:

"My goodness, he actually dared to shoot! At such a critical moment, after missing the previous shot, he didn't hesitate at all on the second attempt and still dared to take it."

"Clutch! A clutch player!"

On the bullet screen, the haters who had intended to flame Wang Yi for missing the previous shot were all silenced.

They all seemed to have become mute.

The bullet screen was flooded with "666" and "Awesome."

However, at the scene, the five Lakers players on the court had no time to celebrate.

The Clippers, having called too many timeouts earlier, had none left.

The Lakers had to retreat on defense quickly.

The Clippers' final possession went to Leonard.

This time, Wang Yi was still defending him.

He stared intently at Leonard.

On the sidelines, head coach Vogel signaled to Wang Yi: "You can commit a tactical foul!"

Wang Yi nodded.

Seeing that only 13 seconds were left and Leonard was about to make his move.

He reached out and grabbed the corner of Leonard's jersey.

Since the Lakers' team foul count had not yet reached 4.

This foul did not result in free throws.

The ball was inbounded again, and George received it.

Wang Yi stuck to Leonard like glue, giving him no chance to catch the ball.

George tried to pass to Leonard several times, but seeing that Leonard had no good opportunity to receive the ball.

And remembering that Wang Yi had stolen the ball from Leonard twice in a row before.

He had to abandon the idea of passing again.

Facing James's defense on the perimeter, he made a difficult shot.

Bang--

As the basketball heavily hit the back rim of the hoop.

The red light on the backboard lit up.

"Beep--"

The entire game was over!

118 to 117.

The Lakers won by a narrow margin of 1 point!

The audience in the arena erupted in cheers once more.

The Lakers players all raised their arms and shouted.

Caruso was the first to rush over, hugging Wang Yi excitedly.

He shouted, "Wang, we won! Thanks to your clutch three-pointer!"

James and others also walked over one after another.

"Wang, this is your moment!"

James said, "Savor this moment."

As someone who had been there before, he imparted his experience.

Tucker, Little Gasol, Harrell, and others high-fived Wang Yi.

"Wang, you're a clutch player!"

"Wang, you really dared to shoot. You missed the last one, but still shot without hesitation. Amazing!"

"Bro, you're something else!"

The Lakers players gathered together, fully enjoying this hard-earned victory.

A moment later, the Lakers players' emotions slowly calmed down.

The Clippers players came over, hugging and congratulating the Lakers players.

Leonard first hugged James, then came over to hug Wang Yi.

He didn't say much, only stating, "You're a respectable opponent."

Wang Yi said even less, "You too."

After speaking, Leonard quickly walked towards the player tunnel.

But as Wang Yi hugged him, he could feel the surging fighting spirit within him.

All superstars were like this.

The stronger the opponent, the greater their fighting spirit.

After George hugged James, he also came over to hug Wang Yi.

"After today, I'll remember your name. I'm looking forward to our next matchup."

Wang Yi nodded and said, "Mhm, I'm looking forward to it too."

After they left, the beautiful reporter Ellie Clifton, who had been waiting by the sidelines, rushed over.

She was previously a beat reporter for Cleveland.

When James came to the Lakers, she followed him.

She could be considered James's most loyal fan.

However, this time, she didn't go to James.

Instead, she found Wang Yi.

She wanted to conduct a post-game interview with Wang Yi.

If the previous game's post-game interview had surprised Wang Yi, then this time, he felt he deserved it.

He hit the most crucial three-pointer; who else would she interview?

"Hi Wang, congratulations to the Lakers on winning this game, and congratulations on making the crucial three-pointer. How does it feel to make that shot?"

The beautiful reporter's voice was sweet.

Wang Yi smiled and replied:

"It feels great. This is the shot I've always dreamed of."

The beautiful reporter asked her second question:

"After you missed your previous shot, what gave you the strength to take the final shot? How did you handle such immense psychological pressure?"

Wang Yi said, "I practice three-pointers every day for moments like this. Whether the ball comes from James or Caruso, I'll shoot it without hesitation."

The beautiful reporter then asked her final question:

"What are your plans for your career moving forward?"

Wang Yi smiled, "First, of course, is signing a guaranteed contract."

The beautiful reporter said, "With your performance tonight, I imagine Pelinka already has a guaranteed contract ready. And then?"

Wang Yi continued, "Then, it's about playing well and earning a big contract. After that, it's naturally championships. I think that's what every player pursues."

Actually, Wang Yi didn't say the rest.

Beyond championships, he wanted more.

To become a star, a superstar, an even legendary superstar!

The beautiful reporter said, "Thank you, Wang. I wish you could perform like tonight every day."

Wang Yi nodded politely, "Thank you."

Saying that, Wang Yi was about to leave the court.

But at this moment, another staff member called out to Wang Yi.

He said apologetically, "Sorry, Wang, you can't leave yet. There's one more interview."

Generally speaking, players are already very tired after a game and are eager to go back for a bath and rest.

A post-game interview is an honor for ordinary players.

However, for many star players, it's a nuisance.

Now Wang Yi had already accepted one interview and was being scheduled for a second.

The staff member naturally felt apologetic—this also showed that Wang Yi's status in people's minds had risen another level.

While apologizing, the staff member, fearing Wang Yi might refuse, quickly added:

"It's a reporter from your country."

Wang Yi nodded:

"Okay, let him come over."