All three players on the other team had become extremely cautious.
They had already had the advantage going into this game. After all, they were three young men, while their opponent was an old man wearing slippers.
Everyone thought the old man was just there to make up the numbers. If they still lost under these circumstances, it would be utterly humiliating.
So the three young men got serious. They were only one point away from losing, and they had to make this game-winning shot.
But perhaps their defense and offense had been too intense just now, and they were tiring. They missed this shot, and even after grabbing the offensive rebound, they still failed to score.
Then Grandpa Liu's side got the rebound.
By now, Grandpa Liu's two teammates had completely given up trying to score. As soon as they grabbed the rebound, they passed it to him beyond the three-point line.
As soon as Grandpa Liu got the ball, he turned sideways.
The defender guarding him saw him with the ball and didn't dare let his guard down for even a moment. He rushed straight at him.
He leaped high, soaring toward Grandpa Liu to block the shot.
"Wow!"
Wang Yi nodded. "That's good. It's a deal!"
"My surname's Liu. In your district, everyone calls me Grandpa Liu's son."
Da Cao Mao Xiang nodded.
Beside him, Grandpa Liu's son shot Grandma Liu a look.
Everyone clicked their tongues in amazement.
"You can watch me play."
The basketball bounced cleanly into the net!
The players didn't just gasp. They cried out in delight.
There was no doubt that the old man was Chinese. Only China had an old streetball legend with a hook shot like that.
Then he shuffled over to the China Team in his slippers.
"Everyone, sign