Wang Yi doesn’t like places that are too noisy.
But he likes to fight under the spotlight.
At this time, he was fighting under the gaze of nearly 20,000 people, under the gaze of tens of millions of fans around the world, and under the gaze of dozens of NBA legends at the scene.
The blood in his body was boiling like lava in a volcano, ready to burst out.
So when he walked towards midfield under the lights, there was nothing unnatural about him.
Standing on the center circle, the lights on the scene turned on again.
Light up the basket.
The distance between him and the basket is 14 meters.
He didn't start shooting right away.
He was so excited, so excited.
He had to calm down his excitement.
Others are often very nervous when encountering such a scene.
What they need to learn is how to get excited.
Relieve tension with excitement.
But no one came to teach Wang Yi how to calm down his excitement.
He could only close his eyes and once again experience Bird's mood at that time.
This time, it is no longer the memory of Bird's three-point contest.
It's the memory of when he entered the finals.
The 1984 Finals was his peak period.
His opponent is Magic Johnson, who is also known as the black and white hero with him.
You can imagine how excited he was to compete with such a powerful opponent.
So even in the finals, he didn't feel nervous at all.
There is only excitement and excitement.
However, having played in the league for six seasons, he knows that in such a game, being too excited will only be counterproductive.
He had to calm down his heart.
When the ball came out, he took a few deep breaths.
Then try not to focus on the magician.
Because he gets excited when he sees the magician.
So he focused his attention on the Lakers small forward who would face him.
You have to beat this guy up yourself.
But this kid is obviously not as exciting as the magician.
So when I saw him, I felt unmotivated.
In this way, Bird's mood gradually calmed down.
Wang Yi looked at Trae Young.
As soon as I saw him, I felt excited, my heartbeat could not help but speed up, my face felt hot, and my ears felt hot.
No, you have to divert your attention.
So Wang Yi first took a few deep breaths.
Then he slowly moved his eyes and finally looked at Murray on the sidelines.
This guy usually shoots three-pointers well, but the three-pointer he just made was far worse.
It would be really boring to fight him.
Wang Yi's eyes were fixed on Murray.
His mood finally calmed down.
Murray on the sidelines was stared at by Wang Yi like this, and his heart skipped a beat.
It seems this guy and I haven't had enough fighting yet.
Well, I'll wait for another chance next time and fight you for three hundred rounds!
Wang Yi withdrew his gaze and made an OK gesture to the referee next to him.
The referee nodded and then blew the whistle.
At the same time, the timer pressed the timer.
15 seconds countdown, start!
Wang Yi turned around in an instant and took down a flower ball from the shelf next to him.
Without any hesitation.
Push shot.
Then he immediately turned around and went to get the second ball.
Take action again.
Go get the third ball again.
Everyone's eyes widened when they saw the speed of his shot.
The speed of this guy's logo three-point shot is almost exactly the same as his shot from the three-point line.
Soon, the first basketball shot across the sky like a cannonball.
Slammed hard against the basket.
Bang——
There was a loud noise and it bounced away.
The first ball was missed!
As soon as the goal was scored, the fans at the scene were in an uproar.
The first one won't go in.
That means that in the next 9 balls, Wang Yi only has one chance to make a mistake, so that he can tie with Trae Young.
What everyone was thinking was: He was under too much pressure. If the ball missed, 99.9% of the time the championship would belong to Trae Young.
Reggie Miller shook his head: "Sure enough, Wang still made a mistake. If I were not a commentator, I might have to congratulate Trae Young in advance at this time."
Ray Allen also shook his head, but his words were completely different from Miller: "The game is not over yet."
Trae Young breathed a sigh of relief again.
Stable!
Nicole's heart sank suddenly.
The little fists were clenched tightly in front of the chest.
His eyes have been closely following Wang Yi's every move.
At this moment, she was more worried than anyone present.
However, whether they were voices of belief, doubt, or ridicule, Wang Yi did not notice it.
Because he has devoted himself to shooting.
Not scoring the first goal had no impact on him at all.
He didn't even notice that the ball didn't go in.
Because every time he throws a ball, he immediately turns around to win the next one.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Unlike Trae Young, every time he scores a goal, the audience will wow.
After Wang Yi scored the first ball, although he scored three consecutive goals, there was no sound at the scene.
Because everyone has just seen Trae Young’s super performance.
Few people thought that under such huge pressure and with Trae Young's super performance, Wang Yi could still catch up.
As for overtaking, haha, I'm afraid I'm just thinking nonsense.
Whoosh!
The fourth note!
Whoosh!
The fifth record!!
Whoosh!
The sixth record!!!
When Wang Yi missed the first shot and then scored six consecutive goals.
Some sounds began to appear at the scene.
Because even Trae Young had never scored so many goals in a row just now.
He missed his third shot and his ninth shot.
So he has only scored five goals in a row at most.
Trae Young fans can’t sit still.
Trae Young was already a little careless and was chatting with his teammates next to him.
At this moment it suddenly stopped.
Hey hey hey, is this Chinese going crazy again?
Whoosh!
The seventh note!
Some fans at the scene began to shout: "Wow——"
As long as he scores one more goal, Wang Yi can tie with Trae Young.
He can't really be that crazy, can he?
Whoosh!
What answered them was the crisp sound of the basketball net.
The eighth record!!
More fans shouted: "Wow——"
It’s a tie!
Trae Young's eyes were following the basketball flying through the air towards the basket.
Miller couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's a tie! There won't be another extra match!"
What answered him was still the crisp sound of the basketball net.
Whoosh!
Chapter 9!!!
Ten shots.
Ninth Middle School!
18 points!!
Wang Yi refused to play extra games.
Instead, after falling behind at the start, he scored 9 consecutive logo three-pointers.
Strongly surpassed Trae Young and won the three-point king!
At this time, Wang Yi still maintained his final stance.
It lasted five seconds.
Then he brought his right hand in front of himself.
Spread your fingers and look at your palm carefully.
Then turn it over and look at the back of your hand.
Then he quickly clenched his fists and raised them high into the sky.
At this moment, a huge wave of sound swept across the entire venue, like a tsunami.
"Oh my God!"
"That's crazy!"
"He's just so charming!"
"I like this man!"
The on-site DJ rushed over and handed over the microphone at the right time.
Wang Yi then retracted his right fist and picked up the microphone.
Scan the scene for a week.
The next moment, he roared:
Chapter completed!