At that moment in China, countless fans were relieved that the Kings had taken a nine-point lead over the Lakers into halftime.
"As long as they hold on to this lead for another 24 minutes, we win!"
"King Arthur can't do a thing against the Lakers' hack-a strategy. Ha, it's so satisfying to watch."
But Xu Jingyu was calmly analyzing the game in the Baidu TV livestream room:
"The Kings are up by nine at halftime, but they can't afford to let their guard down. You have to understand, the Kings' biggest concern isn't Arthur. It's Doug."
"Once Doug takes the court, the game could take a completely different turn. We've all seen how much damage that guy can do in the previous games. Taking care of the Kings' three bigs by himself doesn't seem all that difficult for him. It all comes down to how the Kings respond."
Meanwhile, in the Kings' locker room at Golden 1 Center in Sacramento.
Every player watched Wang Yi, eager to hear what he had to say.
"Boss, you said you've already figured out how to deal with Doug. Come on, tell us!"
Mane said, barely able to contain his impatience.
Bond also stared intently at Wang Yi.
Westbrook and the others leaned in to listen.
But Wang Yi didn't explain outright. He only smiled and said:
"You'll find out when the time comes."
Everyone could only sigh in resignation.
Their boss was great in every way, but sometimes he liked to speak in riddles.
Still, the more cryptic he was, the more confidence the Kings had in him. That actually put the players at ease.
Then Wang Yi gave everyone another reminder:
"Remember this: whoever you are, if King Arthur tries to shoot in front of you, drag him down. Like I