The platform on East Peak was usually packed with tourists every morning, all there to watch the sunrise.
But it was the middle of the Lunar New Year, and it had snowed, so only a handful of tourists were there today.
In the dim light before dawn, they saw these tall, burly men speaking English.
One of them suddenly realized who they were.
"The Kings!"
"Brother Yi!"
Recognizing the Kings players, they were all incredibly excited.
Some went up to ask for photos, others took pictures to remember the moment, and a few posted photos of the players bundled up in military coats online.
That set off another round of heated discussion.
"Holy crap, the whole Kings team in military coats."
"Bond, Towns, and Tures are so big that they can't even fit into a military coat. They can only drape them over their shoulders. Haha, I'm dying."
"I never would've imagined seeing something like this."
Wang Yi and his teammates stood on the summit of East Peak, wrapped in thick military coats as they watched the eastern sky, already pale with the first light of dawn.
The sky was clear today, so they should be able to see the sunrise.
At last, at 7:47, with the players stamping their feet and rubbing their hands to keep warm, the eastern sky slowly brightened.
A streak of rosy clouds rose in the east.
It was rare to see such rosy clouds on a winter morning.
The players grew excited, one after another.
After all, they'd spent the whole night climbing the mountain, and they'd been looking forward to a beautiful sight like this.
But after that streak of rosy clouds, nothing followed.
Clouds gathered across the eastern sky.
The sun slipped straight behind them.
It was like a shy child