"Wait, is Brother Yi serious?"
"In three years, Wang Shiyu will be ten, right? A ten-year-old taking on all of Japan's streetball courts?"
"That sounds like a complete fantasy!"
The big names in the livestream room all frowned.
Even Yao Ming couldn't help wanting to call Wang Yi.
That joke had gone a little too far.
Yang Yi shook his head with a sigh. "Wang Yi has created countless miracles himself, so does he think everyone's like him?"
Director Zhang said, "That's asking a lot of the kid. Honestly, it really is."
But in Xu Jingyu's livestream, after hearing what Wang Yi had said, Xu Jingyu nodded.
"Now that's guts! Like father, like son! A chip off the old block! I'm really looking forward to Brother Yi's son going to Japan and making a scene three years from now! I hope I'll be lucky enough to go with Brother Yi!"
A lot of fans were skeptical. "Brother Yu, do you really believe Wang Shiyu can take on Japan's streetball courts at ten?"
"Brother Yu, Brother Yi's just humoring his kid. You're actually taking him seriously?"
Xu Jingyu shook his head, pushed up his glasses, and said,
"Isn't there a saying? Wang Yi is a miracle. Nothing that happens to Brother Yi surprises me. And don't tell me Wang Shiyu isn't Brother Yi, so he can't work miracles like Brother Yi. Let me ask you this: before that game just now, did you believe Wang Liang could win? And didn't Wang Liang end up winning?"
"So I think the saying 'Wang Yi is a miracle' really means that it's not just Brother Yi who can work miracles. Anyone connected to Brother Yi can work miracles too. What do you think?"
After Xu Jingyu put it that way, a lot of people