The Lama forward also gave Wang Yi a thumbs-up. "Brother Yi, you're amazing!"
On the next possession, Wang Yi continued to attack. He passed the ball to a young man, who immediately turned and passed it back to Wang Yi.
The Lama forward spread his legs to defend Wang Yi, but Wang Yi was standing near the center circle. He simply rose and shot.
He launched a three-pointer.
Swish!
The brand-new net snapped backward as the ball went through.
A perfect three.
Wang Yi took the next possession as well.
After getting the ball, he blew past the Lama forward in a single step, reached mid-range, then stopped abruptly and jumped.
Even though two other Lamas closed in to defend him, how could their jumping reach compare to Wang Yi's? Even at the top of their jumps, their hands only came up to his chest.
Wang Yi effortlessly sank another mid-range shot.
The score instantly became 3–4.
On the next possession, Wang Yi didn't shoot himself. Instead, he passed to a young man standing nearby with a buzz cut.
These days, few people kept their hair buzzed that short.
After getting the ball, the young man used his speed to drive into the paint and go up for a layup, but he missed under pressure from the Lama center.
But Wang Yi was under the basket. He leaped high and easily grabbed the rebound.
Wang Yi could have gone up for a putback dunk right then, but he didn't. He passed the ball to another young man instead.
He wanted the young men to feel more involved. Otherwise, they'd have played five possessions without even touching the ball—what would be the point of that?
But that young man missed his mid-range shot too. Wang Yi controlled the rebound under the