The broadcast froze, and even after more than ten seconds, it still hadn't come back.
So Juan simply turned off the TV and restarted it. But when it rebooted, there was no picture at all, let alone the scene from before. The screen displayed a message: Server error.
"Oh, shit!"
Juan angrily hurled the remote.
Anthony was watching the live broadcast too.
His TV had frozen on the shot of Wang Yi missing his free throw, and it stayed that way for ages. Anthony was completely dumbfounded.
"What the hell is going on? Did the server crash?"
It wasn't just the two of them. Around the world, tens of thousands of people were either smashing cups or throwing their remotes.
The server had crashed at such a crucial point in the game.
Who wouldn't be furious?
They weren't even all watching on the same platform. The fact that the servers for so many platforms had all gone down at once showed just how many people were watching the game live.
Only about a third of the platforms' servers had stayed up.
Even TikTok's overseas platform had crashed.
TikTok's executives were furious. They called the person in charge directly, and he panicked, hurriedly promising to fix the problem within two minutes.
The executives immediately blew up. "Two minutes? The game'll be over by then!"
The manager hurriedly replied, "It'll be quick, it'll be quick! We'll have it back up in no time!"
After hanging up, he immediately called the relevant people.
They'd actually thought they were well prepared, and had even rented a lot of extra servers. But they hadn't expected the surge in traffic to overwhelm them anyway.
Fortunately, they'd left themselves some wiggle room. If they needed to rent more servers, all it took was a phone call, and