But as an interior player, Pang Bo would have a hard time getting the chance to take a key shot at a crucial moment.
After all, the opposing team would surely lock down the paint in the clutch and wouldn't let him get the ball easily.
So Pang Bo could perhaps become the team's spiritual leader and the locker room's top dog, but it would be hard to have him execute a crucial play at a critical moment.
The best choice would be an outside player.
Zhang Yu was talented, but he wasn't good at handling the ball.
If he was tightly guarded in the clutch, it would be hard for him to make an impact.
This year's games had shown Wang Yi Shan He's potential.
Shan He's playing style was about three-tenths similar to his own.
With enough development, he could become the player who delivered the decisive blow in the clutch.
So during this Olympics, an idea had gradually taken shape in Wang Yi's mind: he would have Shan He inherit his legacy.
That was why he'd now suggested drawing up this play for Shan He.
Wang Jianhua and the others still didn't understand Wang Yi's intentions, but Wang Yi had already taken the tactics board from Wang Jianhua and started drawing on it.
As he drew, he explained the play.
Once he'd finished explaining it, he asked Shan He, "Got it?"
Shan He had recovered from his initial surprise. He nodded. "Got it."
In truth, Shan He was still a little nervous.
His nervousness came from a lack of confidence.
After all, this was a world-class tournament, and at such a crucial moment, he was being asked to take the final, most important shot.
He'd never done that before, so he was a little unsure of himself.