The owner of that hand still hadn't lowered it.
He watched the lights flash and listened to the whistle blow.
His left hand was raised high, clenched tightly into a fist.
There was no flashy celebration. He simply held that pose and stood quietly.
At that moment, it felt as if the whole world revolved around him.
Every player, referee, and staff member in the arena;
the twenty thousand fans in attendance;
the millions of fans watching on their screens.
Every eye was fixed on this man.
A player from the East.
Lakers No. 1.
Wang Yi!
The comment feed in the Tencent NBA Live Broadcast Room had already flooded the screen.
"Brother Yi! Brother Yi! Brother Yi! Brother Yi..."
"Brother Yi became a legend in one game!"
"Brother Yi is awesome! Brother Yi V5! Brother Yi YYDS! Brother Yi is a ladies' man!"
In the broadcast studio,
Wang Xiaoqi was so excited she could hardly keep from bursting into tears.
"We won! We won! Wang Yi blocked Lillard!"
Wang Zixing was so excited that his face was practically contorted:
"Wang Yi blocked Lillard! Wang Yi blocked Lillard!! Oh my God, he came through on both ends in the clutch!"
Wang Shipeng's eyes were already brimming with tears:
"The scene China's basketball fans have dreamed of is finally here! A clutch three-pointer to take the lead, then a clutch block to end the game! Lillard, who's hit countless game-winners, was just blocked at the buzzer by one of our players! Chinese fans, today is our day! We can be proud—we have a player like this in China, too!"
"I can't describe how I feel right now. I'm sure the Chinese fans watching feel the same way I do."
"We've waited far, far too long for this day..."
At a university