Thinking of this, Wang Yi turned back to Donnie Donnie and said, "Thanks."
Then he glanced at Scott on the sidelines.
After the timeout, Donnie Donnie had returned to the court and started praising Wang even more enthusiastically. Clearly, Scott had thought the praise hadn't been strong enough before.
Scott really was a great person.
He'd have to give her a Good Person card after the game.
The Pistons attacked, and Antoine drained a deep three from beyond the arc.
Wang Yi immediately sprinted upcourt.
Zhang Jiacheng seemed to have received instructions from Wang Yi. As soon as he got the ball, he launched it straight upcourt.
Wang Yi hadn't even crossed half court, but Zhang Jiacheng's pass had already reached the three-point line at the other end.
All the Raptors players were startled.
"That pass is too long!"
The commentator was startled too. "That pass is a little long."
All the spectators were startled as well. That pass is too long.
Zhang Jiacheng furrowed his brow.
The pass really had been a little long.
No ordinary human could possibly catch up to it.
But he'd been pressured just then, and there hadn't been time to pull the pass back. He'd had to throw it long enough to get it through.
At that moment, the ball crossed the three-point line, and Wang Yi shot upcourt like an arrow loosed from a bow.
Bryce James had been right on Wang Yi's heels, but now the distance between them was rapidly increasing.
Antoine had also been chasing Wang Yi. With his long strides, he might not have been as fast as Wang Yi, but he shouldn't have been far behind. Yet now the gap between them was widening just as quickly.
The next instant, the basketball bounced once on the three-point line,