NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 1283
After Wang Yi shot, the red light finally turned on while the basketball was flying towards the basket.

Game time is up.

But basketball, like a traveler beyond time, continued to fly towards the basket.

At this moment, the entire stadium picture freezes.

All eyes were fixed on the basketball.

Everything else seemed to stand still.

Only the orange basketball covered with grainy protrusions was in motion, and it continued to fly towards the basket. The whole picture seemed to be made with special effects in a movie.

finally.

Swah——

There was a pleasant friction sound, and the basketball went straight into the net.

At this moment, wow——

The 1 spectators in the Golden No. 17500 Center suddenly boiled.

Huge cheers filled the Golden 1 center.

The space along the sides of the Golden 1 Center flooded the streets, and the 1 fans in the square outside the Golden 5 Center also cheered in unison.

In front of the TV, countless fans cheered loudly at this moment.

In Huaxia Huali Basketball School.

The more than 200 teachers and students also cheered together.

The entire lecture theater has become a sea of ​​joy.

Wang Jianhua couldn't help but clenched his fist tightly and swung it violently.

Several teachers next to him roared angrily.

"Goal in! Goal in! Great goal—"

Their voices seemed to have changed because of the excitement.

The chubby Pangbo jumped onto his seat right now, shouting "Brother is awesome" together with the students around him.

In Xu Jingyu's live broadcast room, the whale spouted directly.

"Ah———ah———"

"Ah-"

"Ah—————————ah————"

His excited cry lasted for half a minute.

Meanwhile, Gold One Center.

Under the gaze of [-] pairs of eyes in the audience, and tens of millions of eyes in front of the screen, Wang Yi looked down at Wang Arthur at his feet.

He raised his right hand slightly:
"Retire without courtesy."

At this moment, Wang Arthur felt a deep sense of humiliation in his heart.

After Wang Yi knocked down Wang Arthur, he killed him in front of him.

This is undoubtedly the most humiliating way to kill this guy.

It's okay to be knocked down, and the opponent made a three-pointer, and he barely endured being knocked down and made. In the end, it was still a lore shot, which happened to win by one point.

This is what pissed him off the most.

However, what broke his defense the most was Wang Yi's phrase "freedom from courtesy".

What does it mean to be free?
Does that mean that he is saluting the king now?
I do your sister's gift.

But lying in front of Wang Yi now, it's really fucking like saluting Wang Yi.

This made Wang Arthur want to vomit blood.

At the same time, after Wang Yi killed Wang Arthur, all articles, videos, and pictures on various social media, various forums, and major newspapers expressed their shock.

New York Times: "Whether it was destiny or coincidence, Wang Yi really killed Arthur. "

Daily Mail: "Wang Yi's Pre-Match Prediction Comes True, Killing King Arthur"

Houston Chronicle: "Shake it down! ! !Defeat your opponent in the most insulting way"

……

And those fans of Wang Yi were all excited at this moment, browsing this forum and that website.

"Brother No. [-] is really a lore, so awesome! This is it!"

"So, what is the real awesomeness? The real awesomeness is that all the awesomeness that has been boasted has become a reality, and Brother Yi is the real awesomeness."

"That's not all. At the last ball, Brother Yi said something to Wang Arthur, and then pointed to the floor, and the place where he finally made the lore was exactly where he pointed, so everyone guessed that Brother Yi gave the answer to Wang Arthur at the time. What did you say to Wang Arthur?"

In fact, you can know what Wang Yi said at that time without guessing.
"Fuck, really."

"Really, Brother Yi is a bit of a bully."

"It's true. Look at the translation of sports English. Brother Yi really said that sentence at the time."

"I want to kill you here. I can only say shit about this. Not only did I predict before the game that I would kill you today, but I also blatantly told you in the last 3 seconds of the game that I want to be here. I've already told you the result of killing you, but in the end you just can't prevent it, so I'll ask you who else is there."

On the other hand, those sunspots finally disappeared one by one at this time.

Wang Yi not only scored a full 70 points in this game, but also knocked Wang Arthur down at the last second, killing the Lakers.

This makes them black even if they want to.

Shouldn't it be immoral to go to Hei Wang Yi to overthrow Wang Arthur?
At this time, after Wang Yi's lore on the spot, he was not as excited as the audience and his team's players.

He just shook his head, as if he was not very satisfied with his lore.

Then, as if nothing had been done, he turned and walked towards the player tunnel.

There was no sign of excitement on his face.

In the locker room after the game, there was also a happy atmosphere.

But Wang Yi still looked indifferent.

He wants to remind these players not to take it lightly, the next few games will be all fierce battles.

But after thinking about it, forget it, let them enjoy tonight's victory first.

As the boss of another team, you can't put pressure on these players all the time, let them relax when they should relax, and make them happy when they should be happy.

Tonight's post-match press conference was attended by Wang Yi alone.

It was Danny who often accompanied him to press conferences in the past.

Sometimes it will be Joe, and now both of them are hurt.

Everyone else behaved so-so tonight.

Therefore, only Wang Yi can attend the press conference alone.

A reporter from the Wall Street Journal asked Wang Yi.

"Wang, there is a video circulating on the Internet. Before the game, you told Arthur that you would kill the Lakers. In the end, you really realized it. How did you know that you were really going to kill Arthur? Are you a prophecy? Home?."

Wang Yi nodded:

"Yes, I really am a prophet."

This is of course a joke, and all the more than 100 reporters at the scene laughed out loud.

The reporter then followed Wang Yi's words and said:

"Since that's the case, can you predict the next game trend of your two teams?"

Wang Yi spread his hands and said:

"of course."

When the reporters saw that Wang Yi was so firm, they laughed again. A reporter jokingly asked, "Do you need props for your prophecy? I remember that Chinese divination requires bamboo sticks or tortoise shells, copper coins and the like."

Wang Yi shook his head: "My prophecy doesn't need those, just my mouth."

Having said that, the smile on his face disappeared, and he was solemn and serious:

"Listen up, I will kill the Lakers in each of the next three games!"

(End of this chapter)