The lights come on and the whistle sounds.
Wang Yi's three-pointer with his logo beats the Eagles!
His personal score was 82 points!
The second highest single-game score in history.
Personal data: 82 points, 13 rebounds, 10 assists, 6 blocks and 3 steals!
80 triple-doubles, first in history!
This basketball has deeply engraved the name of Wang Yi, a Chinese, into the history books of the NBA, and even the history books of world basketball, and no one can erase it.
At this moment, the Staples Center seemed to be bombarded by an atomic bomb.
boom--
There were 14,000 spectators, and there was a roar like an atomic bomb explosion.
There were more than 100,000 people in the square outside the Staples Center Arena, and a loud noise broke out.
The whole city was filled with this loud noise.
Wang Yi almost single-handedly led the Lakers to a 19-point comeback.
After two overtimes, he scored 82 points and scored a triple-double.
Key goals were disallowed by the referee twice.
However, he was still able to rely on his super will and super high skills to finally score a three-pointer from far away from the logo and beat the Eagles.
Such a great performance is destined to be remembered by history.
At the same time, the audience members who had left the venue early were all beating their chests and feeling extremely upset.
Some people are even so upset that they give themselves two thumbs up.
They could have witnessed such a great game at the scene with their own eyes.
But they missed such an opportunity in vain.
The actor Nicholson didn't go to the stadium today either.
He was so excited that he paced back and forth quickly in his living room, sat down, stood up, and sat down again.
I quickly took my phone and sent a tweet: The thing I regret most in my life is that I didn’t go to the scene today.
Here in China.
When people saw Wang Yi finally hit the buzzer-beating buzzer beater, almost everyone had tears in their eyes.
82 points!
Enough to be called great!
Since the ancient beast Chamberlain's 100 points, Kobe's 81 points are regarded as the greatest scoring performance.
However, today, Wang Yi broke Kobe's record.
82 points will go down in history forever!
Prince Xing's eyes were a little wet.
After the initial ecstasy and excitement, he gradually calmed down.
Looking at the barrage that has been submerged by "Rain God yyds", "Yi Ge Niubi", and "Yi Ge 6666".
He couldn't help but have ups and downs in his heart.
"Brother Yi's battle will not only be recorded in the history of Chinese basketball, NBA history, but also in the history of world basketball. As Chinese, we, the compatriots of Brother Yi, should be proud of him."
"I would like to advise those scumbags, China has such a star, what else can be slandered? If you can still slander a great performance of 82 points and a triple-double, where is your conscience?"
"I believe that under the leadership of Brother Yi, our Chinese basketball team will definitely make a difference in the Basketball World Cup next summer."
"Let's wait and see!"
A female dormitory at a university.
Wang Zhi orang shouted excitedly, as if he was crazy.
"I am fooling Li Fei! I am fooling Li Fei! I am fooling Li Fei!"
Li Fei was so excited that he threw the pillow out, jumped out of bed, and took out a tweeter from the cabinet with his bare feet.
Wang Zhilang grabbed the speaker and lay on the window sill.
Shouting to the outside:
"All teachers and students, please pay attention. My brother Yi scored a crazy 82 points and hit the Eagles with a super long three-pointer. I suggest you take a day off today and have a carnival parade."
In the boys' dormitory, a sleeping boy with hair like a bird's nest sat up.
Today he felt that the Lakers game was irrelevant, so he took a nap.
But when I heard Brother Yi score 82 points, I suddenly woke up.
Then he gave himself two hard slaps: "You're sleeping in, sleeping with your sister! You'll have plenty of time to sleep when you die!"
The roommate who had just returned from the door saw this scene and the bun in his hand fell to the ground with a pop.
Swallowed.
"Brother, although I shouldn't ask too much about your personal affairs, this mess is not good."
"Mess with your sister! Brother Yi scored 82 points, didn't you hear? Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. I told you to ask me to watch the game..."
"I called you, but you told me to look at my sister, so I had no choice but to go watch the game alone."
"You...fuck me, I'll never sleep too much in this life again. It's a sin."
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No. 1 middle school in a certain city.
Wang Yi's father, Wang Jianhua, saw this scene on his computer.
His eyes couldn't help but moisten.
82 points!
He never dared to expect his son to score such high scores in the NBA.
He feels that as long as his son can gain a foothold in the NBA, it will prove that Chinese people can also gain a foothold in the NBA;
If there is a chance, winning another championship would be his greatest wish.
I never expected that my son would score 82 points today.
And it’s still a triple-double of 80!
He also hit a super long three-pointer to kill the Eagles.
As a father, how could he not be moved by it.
At this time, the office door was pushed open hard.
"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, your son, your son..."
Another physical education teacher came, and he couldn't speak clearly because he was so excited.
Wang Jianhua poured a glass of water and handed it over: "Drink some water first to calm down the shock."
The teacher was drinking water from nowhere, holding his hands on the table and panting:
"Old Wang, didn't you watch the game? Your son scored 82 points, my God, 82 points!"
Wang Jianhua nodded and said calmly: "What's so strange about this? How do you say that... Oh, it's just routine operation."
The teacher stared at Wang Jianhua: "Old Versailles, you must treat me today."
Wang Jianhua chuckled: "Why? My son has performed so well and brought glory to the country. Shouldn't you invite me?"
"I'll treat you. Okay. I'll treat you! It's an honor to treat Wang Yi's father to dinner."
…
Meanwhile, at Staples Center.
After Wang Yi hit that buzzer-beater, he did not make the usual celebrations.
Instead, come to the referee, face the referee, and separate your upper and lower eyelids with the index fingers and thumbs of both hands.
The meaning is obvious, it is provocation!
Open your eyes and take a look.
What's this?
Super long three-pointer!
If you can, blow it off for me.
The game is over at this point, and no matter how much the referee calls, it will be of no avail.
And even if Wang Yi could be called for another technical foul at this time, he would not dare to call it again.
Because Wang Yi's performance tonight was really explosive.
The two previous misjudgments will definitely cause an uproar. If Wang Yi is called for a technical foul at this time, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among Lakers fans around the world.
If you complain too much, your career as a referee will be over.
You know, in the United States, NBA referee is also a high-paying job.
His annual salary reaches $300,000.
If he loses this job, he may never find such a good job again.
Therefore, we can only turn a blind eye to Wang Yi’s provocation.
At this time, all the players and uniform staff on the sidelines of the Lakers rushed into the court.
They hugged Wang Yi one after another.
More than 20 people gathered around and pressed Wang Yi on the Lakers logo in the midfield.
Chapter completed!