While nearly all basketball fans across China were thrilled by Wang Yi's performance, Yu Shuo Sports updated once again.
Xu Jingyu had changed the background this time.
Behind him was a backdrop featuring the side-profile silhouette of a player.
The silhouette was completely black, with no visible jersey number or facial expression.
But judging by the pose, it appeared to be Kobe Bryant's signature picturesque jump shot.
Xu Jingyu did not offer much explanation.
After taking a sip of water, he began scrolling through questions from fans on his phone.
A moment later, he picked one.
He looked up at the camera and said:
"Is Wang Yi worth a max contract next season?"
As soon as he finished reading the question, he laughed.
"Are you kidding me? Oh, he played well for four or five games and he's worth a max contract? Then NBA max contracts are way too cheap."
"I said before that Wang Yi's ceiling is that of a quality 3D Player. But as things stand, he's still far from being as good as Klay Thompson. Sure, based solely on this game, he was as good as Thompson. But you haven't stood the test of time."
"At the very least, you need to finish this season without getting injured, consistently put up eighteen to twenty-five points, and make a major impact on the defensive end—big enough that a single defensive possession can determine the outcome of a game. Only then are you qualified for a max contract."
"Yes, Wang Yi really did decide the outcome of this game with one possession on both ends. But who knows whether this is just a flash in the pan?"
"Putting all that aside, look at the objective pattern: in NBA history, there has never been a player who was still on