Xiao Ke returned to his doorstep without even getting out of the car.
As he watched the likes on the video he had posted skyrocket, sweat kept forming in his palms.
He stretched out a trembling hand and opened the comments.
The comment section was full of characters too.
"Brother Yi, I want to have monkeys with you!"
"Brother Yi, you're fucking awesome, 666! My baby."
"Say no more, Brother Yi. Do you still need a girlfriend? If not, do you need a mistress? I can be the fourth one too."
"Our great China is V5! Brother Yi has brought glory to our nation! Who said people from China can't play basketball? Did you see the Trail Blazers head coach furiously smashing his tactics board? Hahahaha, I'm dying!"
In fact, it wasn't just Xiao Ke's video that seemed destined to blow up today.
No matter how other people's videos were edited, no matter how well they were narrated—
As long as they were about Wang Yi's game-winner against the Trail Blazers, their metrics were several times, even more than ten times, better than usual.
At TikTok headquarters, several planners noticed that far more NBA videos than usual had been uploaded today.
And nearly all of them were about Wang Yi's game-winner against the Trail Blazers.
One planner wearing glasses took a sip of tea and said, "I think it's time we opened a dedicated Brother Yi Zone."
The other planners nodded one after another. "Mm, we can give it a try."
But one planner raised an objection.
"Wang Yi previously made that bold claim about conquering the NBA. That matter hasn't completely blown over yet. If we open it now, there may be trouble."
The other planners frowned slightly as well.
In the end, one of them said, "There have