During that time, they passed by the streetball court they'd seen earlier.
They all played basketball and were sensitive to anything related to the sport, so they stopped and gathered around the court to watch.
At a glance, they spotted Little Grandpa Liu, whom they'd seen before.
Today, Little Grandpa Liu wasn't wearing a China Team jersey. He had on a tank top and long shorts.
But on his feet was a pair of Anta basketball shoes.
They were Wang Yi's signature model, too.
He was playing with a few people who looked like local basketball fans.
Since Little Grandpa Liu had been coming here to play every afternoon for the past few days, word of his incredible hook shot had already spread among the local fans.
So tonight, over two hundred people had gathered around the court.
Many of them were filming Little Grandpa Liu with their phones or cameras.
Little Grandpa Liu had practically become a minor celebrity.
And he didn't disappoint. His hook shot was absolutely unreal.
Each game was played to five baskets, and he made nine hook shots across two consecutive games.
In the second game, he even sealed the win with an extraordinarily long hook shot from beyond the three-point line.
The crowd erupted in cheers and applause.
After the second game, Grandma Liu thoughtfully handed Little Grandpa Liu a bottle of water and wiped the sweat from his face with a towel.
People around them praised Little Grandpa Liu in all kinds of languages.
"That old guy's amazing."
"Don't be fooled by how he can't run fast or jump high, can't grab rebounds, and can't defend anyone. You might think he's useless on the court. But just pass him the ball, and he'll hook it right into that damn basket."
"His shooting is