19,999 pairs of eyes suddenly narrowed;
19,999 hearts seemed to skip a beat in that instant;
19,999 minds went completely blank;
And in that utter silence, Wang Yi raised his right hand high.
His right hand was open, then slowly curled into a fist.
No wild joy.
No roar.
No dancing around.
No sprinting celebration.
Only his right hand raised high, his fist pointed at the sky.
As if he meant to punch a hole in the heavens!
At last, after that deathly silence, the next instant—
"BOOM----------"
Cheers burst wildly from 19,999 throats.
And every voice let out the same sound.
"AAAA------------"
"AAAA--------"
"AAAA--------------"
The entire Anta Center had been as silent as a thousand-year-old tomb just moments ago, but now it was like cold water poured into a boiling vat of oil.
The enormous arena erupted.
Amid the crowd's wild joy, someone suddenly cried out:
"Grandpa, Grandpa, you can't die! Grandpa, what am I supposed to do if you die?"
At that moment, an old man with graying hair looked up, clutching his chest and seeming to be in some pain. But his face and eyes revealed just how happy he was.
He said to his grandson beside him, "Help me up. I can still watch!"
His grandson had clearly been startled just moments ago. He hurriedly said:
"Come on, Grandpa. Let's go to the hospital. I was wrong. I'll never bring you to a game in person again."
But the old man stubbornly shook his head. "No. Thank you for bringing me to see this game. Otherwise, I'd never have witnessed such an incredible game-winner in my life. As long as Wang Yi is still playing, I'll keep watching his games."
LeBron James and Stephen A. Smith were both dumbstruck.
After standing there stunned for three seconds,