Many of China's livestreams had resumed, but when viewers tuned in, they found that the second quarter had already ended.
This left many fans stomping their feet or cursing. Some even went so far as to smash their remote controls.
What made them even more unhappy was that the Kings were already trailing by more than ten points.
This was the China Derby, so in truth, they didn't care all that much who won or lost.
And ever since Wang Yi had joined the Kings, this was the first time some people had actually hoped their opponents would win.
After all, the Kings currently had the best record in the Entire League.
The Raptors had played well over the past two weeks, but they'd dug themselves too deep a hole in their first ten games. So now they were only ninth in the East.
They were half a game behind eighth place.
If they won this game, their record would be tied with the eighth-place team.
And thanks to their head-to-head win over the Knicks, they could jump straight into the top eight.
But what the fans wanted to see was a close game, with the Raptors pulling out a win by luck in the final moments—not a fifteen-point lead over the Kings at halftime.
At the arena.
Bales was tearing into Wang Yi, criticizing everything from his on-court performance to the tactical guidance and adjustments he gave the team.
Meanwhile, in the visitors' locker room,
Wang Yi was speaking to the players.
"I'm sure everyone's wondering: We're clearly at a huge disadvantage. Why haven't I made any adjustments? And why haven't I taken any shots myself?"
All the players watched Wang Yi. They knew that if he could raise the question, he understood what was going wrong. And