Meanwhile, the cameras in the arena zoomed in on Wang Yi's face.
In the close-up, his gaze shifted from X to the other players across from him, then finally settled on Yang Hanson.
No matter who he looked at, his gaze was invariably grave, his expression just as solemn.
As if facing a formidable enemy.
When the Raptors fans saw Wang Yi's grave expression on the big screen, they were all taken aback.
"What's up with Brother Yi?"
The Chinese fans were even more surprised, because Wang Yi looked this way not only at the other Trail Blazers players, but even at Yang Hanson.
"Wait, Brother Yi's looking at Yang Hanson like that too?"
"Damn, he looks like he's seeing red."
"But he hasn't even started fighting yet."
"An expression like that for the foreigners is one thing, but it's really surprising to see him looking at Yang Hanson the same way."
Meanwhile, at the Anta Center,
Yang Hanson was a little baffled too.
What was going on with Brother Yi?
He'd been fine during their pregame hug and chat, even encouraging him. Why had he suddenly started making that face as soon as the game began?
Was this the attitude of a top professional player?
As expected, there was something about Brother Yi worth learning from in every way.
The Raptors players also felt a sudden chill.
It looked like their leader was taking this game very seriously. Even against the third-worst team in the league, he wasn't letting up at all.
That was what true professionalism looked like.
They would all have to stay sharp, then.
Just before the jump ball, Wang Yi called out to all the Raptors players:
"Don't push yourselves too hard during the game."
"..."
Wang Yi's words left every Raptors player completely baffled.