Wang Yi's dunk stunned everyone in the arena and sent the crowd into a frenzy.
Fans in the front rows sprang from their seats, hoisting signs that read "Number 0 Thug" above their heads. They shouted themselves hoarse without even noticing.
At courtside, commentator LeBron James excitedly slapped the table again and again.
"Oh God!
He's back!
He's back!
Oh God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!"
A guy with only a high school education just wasn't very cultured. As a commentator, his vocabulary was painfully limited.
Beside him, Stephen Curry kept slapping the table too.
"Oh my God!
He's back!
Oh my God!
He hasn't aged!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!"
Look at that high school grad beside you. A man who'd gone to college was clearly on another level.
Mixing Chinese and English just made you sound cultured.
His vocabulary was just that little bit bigger.
Just as the entire arena was cheering and celebrating Wang Yi's return, the referee's whistle sounded.
The shrill blast cut through the roaring arena, instantly quieting the crowd a little.
The referee called a technical foul on Wang Yi, because he'd roared at the two Lakers players at his feet after his thunderous dunk.
He could roar, but he couldn't roar at someone—especially after dunking over them and knocking them down.
Jose Morgan and Mien Bush, sprawled at Wang Yi's feet, awkwardly pushed themselves up off the floor. Their faces flushed red, but neither dared meet the fire in Wang Yi's eyes.
In truth, Wang Yi had done it on purpose.
First, he wanted to intimidate the Lakers and crush their arrogance from the very start.
Second, he wanted to fire up his team and announce to the world that the all-powerful Wang Yi was back.
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