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Chapter 625 Yang Yi: Because the Americans are afraid!



Chapter 625 Yang Yi: Because the Americans are afraid!

"Welcome back to the studio."

In the Penguin Live broadcast room, Wang Meng's face still showed the excitement he had just felt after his commentary.

Although he had already restrained himself and didn't shout at everyone in a manner as undignified as Yang Yi, his hoarse voice, just like Yang Yi's, already indicated what had just happened.

"Congratulations to the Nets for winning against the Lakers on the road, a great start to their three-game road trip."

"Let me report the data to everyone."

"For the Nets, Wang played 34 minutes, shooting 12 of 18 from the field, including 7 of 10 from three-point range, and 7 of 9 from the free-throw line, scoring 38 points, along with 13 assists and a season-high 7 steals."

"The Nets' second-highest scorer, I believe few people would have guessed before the game, was neither Durant nor Towns, but Thomas."

“托马斯这场比赛18投13中,三分球7投4中,罚球4中3,抡了33分。”

"On the contrary, Durant and Towns were somewhat invisible in this game."

"But that's the kind of team the Nets are. As long as Wang Xiucheng is there, the core is there. No matter who else is there, as long as they play at an above-average level, they will likely win the game."

"Teacher Yang Yi, is your throat feeling better?" Wang Meng asked jokingly, a rare occurrence, after seeing Yang Yi gulp down a bottle of water.

Yang Yi smiled and pushed up his glasses, looking much calmer now.

"Many teams have devised different tactics to counter Wang's time this season, but so far, none of them have been very effective."

"Wang Xiucheng's performance tonight, scoring 13 points in 34 seconds, is a message to all teams: Come on, let's do this together."

Upon hearing Yang Ying's somewhat provocative words, both Wang Meng and Meina's expressions changed slightly.

Brother, please stop bringing trouble to Wang Xiucheng.

"I don't know if you guys noticed, but tonight there's a Japanese baseball player sitting on the sidelines at Staples Center. His name is Shohei Ohtani."

Upon hearing this, Ma Wei and Mina both looked at Yang Yi, wondering why he had suddenly brought this up.

The director also played back footage of Shohei Ohtani at the right time, along with some basic information about him.

"Actually, I don't need to say it, everyone can tell that in the eyes of Americans, only sports like baseball, football, and basketball are considered men's games. They don't even watch things like table tennis or badminton."

"ESPN, in collaboration with Sports Illustrated, released an annual special issue at the end of last month."

"It contains various lists, the most representative of which are the 100 greatest athletes of this century and the 100 greatest athletes of 2023."

Wang Meng and Meina both became serious; as people involved in sports, they were naturally aware of this matter.

"There isn't a single Chinese athlete on this century's list," Yang Yi gestured with his hand. "Not a single one."

"In the list of the top 100 athletes over the past 23 years, there is only one Chinese athlete, Wang Xiucheng." Yang Yi suddenly smiled. "Only Wang Xiucheng. There are no other athletes, not even the well-known Chinese athletes such as Gu Ailing, Zheng Qinwen, and Sun Yingsha."

“This Shohei Otani is even ranked ahead of Wang Xiucheng.”

Yang Yi smiled even more happily, "I reckon if it weren't for Wang Xiucheng's undeniable influence in the US NBA, they wouldn't want to include him."

Wang Meng and Meina exchanged a glance, wondering why Yang Yi was laughing.

"Do you know why this is happening?" Yang Yi suddenly asked, tilting his head.

Wang Meng and Meina were both taken aback, and before they could answer, Yang Yi spoke up on his own.

"Because Americans are scared!"

Yang Yi chuckled. "This year is an Olympic year!"

Yang Yi said in a deep, resounding voice, "Our delegation this year is exceptionally strong, stronger than ever before!"

"Whether it's diving, table tennis, or swimming, we are extremely strong, so strong that we can even rank some of our gold medals on the medal table!"

"Americans are scared!"

Wang Meng and Meina exchanged another glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes!

What Yang Yi said seems to make some sense.

"The Americans are trying to mess with our mentality through these methods. Although I don't think it will work, it's like a toad—it doesn't bite, but it's annoying!"

Yang Yi paused for a few seconds before continuing, "Now everyone should know what kind of media Wang Xiucheng was facing in the United States, right?"

"Everyone only sees Wang Xiucheng's tall and handsome appearance, and he seems to be able to handle anyone on the court with ease."

"But they had no idea what kind of environment Wang Xiucheng was facing in private."

“Wang Xiucheng has always presented his best image; he doesn’t even have tattoos.”

"It's because Wang Xiucheng knows that in the United States, he represents the image of Chinese athletes!"

Wang Meng and Meina were both stunned. Teacher Yang Yi, you're the one who got into trouble!

After taking such a big detour and rising to such a height, it still ended up back on Wang Xiucheng.

No wonder he's the biggest Wang fanboy in China!

"Xiao Wang and Xiao Cui have arrived. Let's go back to the scene and check out the interview."

Meng Chao stood next to Wang Xiucheng, seemingly waiting for the prompt in the earpiece, but his eyes were always on Wang Xiucheng.

Wang Xiucheng bumped into Meng Chao unintentionally, causing Meng Chao's face to turn slightly red.

"Let me ask Xiao Wang first, how would you rate your performance tonight?" Upon hearing the prompt, Meng Chao immediately turned around with the microphone and asked.

Wang Xiucheng grabbed the microphone and held Meng Chao's finger as well. "I am of course very satisfied with myself, but my performance is inseparable from the help of my teammates."

"With Westbrook not playing today, Durant and Towns also took far fewer shots, so I had more possession of the ball. Of course, Thomas also played very well tonight."

"Without everyone working together, we would not have been able to beat the Lakers again."

Meng Chao looked up at Wang Xiucheng, and smelling the faint scent on Wang Xiucheng, he was momentarily lost in thought.

It seemed that Wang Xiucheng had used force with his hand, which made her much more awake.

"The New Year is almost here, how are you planning to celebrate?" Mengchao asked expectantly.

Wang Xiucheng sighed, "I haven't seen the schedule yet, but I reckon the league office won't let us relax; they must have arranged some very important matches."

"From New Year's Eve to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the Nets will play four games: against the Mavericks, the Spurs, and two against the Celtics," Meng Chao reminded them.

Wang Xiucheng shrugged, looking helpless. "Look, these are all high-profile matches."

Seeing Wang Xiucheng like this, Meng Chao also laughed.

Sometimes, Wang Xiucheng's little expressions are so captivating that she can't resist them.

If the occasion weren't inappropriate, she would have pounced on him right now.

"Okay, thank you... thank you both for the interview..." Meng Chao said, then became a little embarrassed.

She forgot to interview Cui Yongyuan again!

Wang Xiucheng made it impossible for her to find peace.


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