"So, what is real awesome? Real awesome means that all the awesome you brag has become reality, and Brother Yi is real awesome."

"It's more than that. At the last ball, the first brother said something to Wang Arthur and pointed at the floor. The place where he finally won the final victory was exactly where he pointed, so guess what Brother Yi said to Wang Arthur at that time?"

In fact, you can know what Wang Yi was talking about at that time without guessing?

"Fuck me, really."

"It's true, the No. 1 guy is a bit too much."

"Is it really going? Let's see if the sports English has been translated. The first brother did say that at that time."

"I want to kill you here. I can only say that this is a big deal. Not only did I predict that I would kill you today before the game, but I also blatantly told you that I want to kill you here. I have already told you the result, but you just can't help it, so I'll ask you who else."

On the other hand, those dark people finally disappeared at this time.

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

This makes them unable to even blacken them.

Shouldn’t Wang Yi turn down Wang Arthur? Is it immoral?

At this time, after Wang Yi finished the final victory at the scene, he was not as excited as the audience and the players of his team.

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

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

There was no sign of his excited expression at all.

In the post-match locker room, there was also a joyful atmosphere.

But Wang Yi still looked indifferent.

He wanted to remind these players not to take it lightly, and the next few games were all fierce battles.

But after thinking about it, let them enjoy this victory tonight first.

As the boss of another team, you cannot put pressure on these players at all times. You should relax when you should relax, and you should also make them happy when you should be happy.

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

Danny used to accompany him to press conferences.

Sometimes it was Xiao Qiao, but now both of them are injured.

Others performed very mediocrely tonight.

Therefore, Wang Yi can only 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 wanted to kill the Lakers, but in the end you really realized it. How did you know that you really wanted to kill Arthur? Are you a prophet?"

Wang Yi nodded:

"Yes, I'm really a prophet."

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

The reporter then followed Wang Yi's words:

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

Wang Yi spread his hands and said:

"certainly."

When a group of reporters saw that Wang Yi was so determined, they laughed again. Some reporters joked: "Does your prophecy require props? I remember that Chinese divination requires bamboo sticks, tortoise shells, copper coins, etc."

Wang Yi shook his head: "My prophecies don't need those, they just need my mouth."

Speaking of this, the smile on his face disappeared, serious and serious:
Chapter completed!