Yao Ming shook his head. "The Basketball World Cup is the biggest priority on our schedule this year. I have to get back as soon as possible to make arrangements."
Wang Yi nodded. "All right, then. I'll come back after the championship parade."
Yao Ming said, "We've already discussed it. You don't need to rush back. After you return to China, you can rest at home for a week."
"Spend some time with your family, and let your ankles, knees, and other key areas get plenty of rest."
Wang Yi nodded. "Thanks, Brother Yao."
Over the next three days, Wang Yi filmed two commercials.
Then the championship parade was held.
This year's championship parade was very different from those in previous years.
In the past, the team usually had a bus. It was modified so that the roof was like a terrace, where the players stood.
As the bus rolled along, fans chased after it, shouting and cheering.
But this year's championship parade featured more than fifty floats.
The floats had all been modified in various ways.
At the head of the procession, eighteen people danced with two dragons.
At the very back, eight people danced with four lions.
There were also stilt walkers, big-headed baby performers, the monk Tang Sanzang and his disciples, Nezha, the God of Wealth, the God of Longevity, Black and White Impermanence, and more.
In the middle of the procession, there were also Sichuan opera face-changing performances and fire-breathing acts.
The whole parade was full of Chinese elements.
It was said that more than seven million people had poured into Toronto that day.
Wang Yi and the players stood on a float decorated to look like a dragon.
Looking at the sea of people below, then glancing back at the entire parade, he felt