She picked up her microphone and notebook and hurried toward the press conference, her golden ponytail swaying gently behind her.
No one noticed that, just a second before entering the press conference hall, the young, beautiful reporter had quietly taken a deep breath and straightened her collar, as if she were about to embark on a grand romance.
She knew that starting tonight, the course of her life would be changed forever by a man named Wang Yi.
She asked for neither possession nor reciprocation.
She only hoped that, during the final years of his career, she could be the person recording his story from closest by.
And that was already enough to make her devote her entire youth to following him.
The press conference hall was already packed. Reporters from all over the world carried cameras and held up recorders, crowding around the stage until there was barely room to move.
The air was thick with tension and excitement. Everyone was waiting for the undisputed star of the game, Wang Yi, to appear.
Scarlett Kerr clutched her notebook, her fingertips turning faintly white.
She had deliberately chosen a seat near the front on the left. From there, she could get a clear shot of Wang Yi's face without looking too conspicuous.
Her fellow reporters were still heatedly discussing that Heaven-Defying Game-Winner. Some kept reviewing the tactics behind the final possession, others marveled at how Wang Yi still had such ice in his veins at forty, and some even said outright that the shot ranked among the top three game-winners in NBA history.
Scarlett didn't join in. She listened quietly, her eyes fixed on the entrance.
Before long, a stir rippled through the room.
The Lakers' head coach walked into the hall with Wang Yi and several Core Players.
Wang