As they walked onto the court, Wang Yi glanced at his four teammates. All four looked nervous to varying degrees.
They had never played in front of so many people before.
Even veteran Zhou Qi was pretty nervous. "I've never played in front of this many people before. I'm actually a little nervous."
Zhao Rui nodded. "I suddenly need to use the bathroom."
Pang Bo was the most nervous of them all.
After all, he had only just turned eighteen.
Back home, an eighteen-year-old was still in their final year of high school. At most, they might have just started their freshman year of college, still sheltered in the ivory tower.
But this boy, who had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday, was about to represent his country and compete for glory against these foreigners, watched by 150,000 people in the stadium and millions more on television.
It was no small burden.
Could his broad but still youthful shoulders bear such a heavy responsibility?
Wang Yi saw how nervous his teammates were and told them, "It's okay. Get me the ball at the start."
Even the biggest stars got nervous before important games, let alone a kid who had only just become an adult.
Hearing this, Pang Bo felt much more at ease. "Brother Yi, got it."
The others nodded as well.
They all knew that once they got through the first few minutes, they wouldn't be so nervous. And with Wang Yi holding things down during those minutes, they had nothing to worry about.
As for Wang Yi himself, the bigger the stage and the more important the game, the more excited he got.
The others couldn't help but envy him for that.
The players from both teams took the court.
As soon as Wang Yi stepped onto it, he