It took more than a minute for Xu Jingyu to finally come back to his senses, but he still looked dazed. He slowly set down his cup, then lightly tapped the table.
His expression and voice both dazed, he said, "Wifey, come watch God with the Bull Demon King."
The live chat instantly erupted with laughter.
"Hahahahahaha, I'm dying!"
"Come watch God with Wifey and the Bull Demon King, hahahaha!"
"You're single. Where'd you get a wifey? Single guys don't deserve to watch God."
At the game, commentator Van Gundy let out a string of curses when he saw the play.
"Holy shit, what is this?! Who told me I was watching basketball? This is fucking science fiction! Science fiction! Wang Yi has to be a genetically modified mutant, or maybe an evolved superhuman. Good heavens, this is unbelievable, unbelievable—absolutely unbelievable!"
His partner beside him was Ray Allen.
After his string of exclamations, Van Gundy turned to Ray Allen with a mischievous grin. "Ray, how do you feel about watching your son get violently rejected by Wang Yi and knocked to the floor?"
Ray Allen deliberately glared and roared, "Don't stop me! Where's my gun? I'm gonna kill that guy!"
Both men usually had a straight-laced commentary style, so nobody had expected the two of them to be such a good comedic pairing.
While the commentators were talking, Wang Yi had already flung the ball behind him toward the frontcourt.
The Spurs' three-on-one break had just failed, which meant that by the time Wang Yi sent the ball upcourt, the Kings had a four-on-two advantage.
The ball went out to the perimeter. Westbrook missed the three, but Tures grabbed the rebound beneath the basket and slammed it back in midair.
The Kings had cut the deficit to 6–8.
The crowd