readytorunbook Chapter 692 Yang Yi: Why should we be disappointed?
Chapter 692 Yang Yi: Why should we be disappointed?
As the whistle blew, the disappointment on the faces of the Chinese players was palpable.
The fans in the stands were also holding their heads in disappointment, looking at the score on the big screen in disbelief.
Fan Chengcheng leaned on the railing, the Chinese national flag painted on his face already smudged with sweat.
Not only him, but other Chinese celebrities who came to France from China also couldn't hide their disappointment.
Wang Xiucheng stood on the field, his face revealing neither joy nor sorrow. He simply walked behind Wagner and waited for a while until Wagner and the team finished celebrating before reaching out his hand.
"A truly wonderful performance."
"Thank you, I was also very impressed with your performance tonight."
The two embraced, and then Wang Xiucheng shook hands with others before walking toward the players' tunnel.
The German fans at the scene were naturally extremely happy, singing and dancing, and many even provocatively shouted towards the area where the Chinese fans were gathered.
The polarization within the stadium became increasingly apparent.
CCTV Sports Live Broadcast Room.
Although Yu Jia's face didn't change much, his voice was a little hoarse.
"The Chinese team's first group stage match at the Olympics has ended. We lost to the German team 100-104, which is a bit of a pity."
"Wang Xiucheng played 37 minutes for the Chinese team, making 10 of 17 field goals, 6 of 11 three-pointers, and 6 of 7 free throws, scoring 32 points and adding 12 assists."
“周奇11分8篮板，曾帆博8分3篮板2助攻，李凯尔7分5篮板3助攻……”
After briefly reading out the data, Yu Jia immediately looked up at Yang Yi.
Yu Jia noticed that Yang Yi was actually smiling!
Yes, it's a smile.
At this moment, when disappointment permeated the entire stadium and even the entire studio, Yang Yi wore a smile.
"Does Professor Yang Yi have anything to say?" Yu Jia asked.
Yang Yi adjusted his posture before saying, "I saw that the fans at the stadium, especially some film and television stars who came from China to watch the game in France, seemed very sad. There's really no need for that."
"How so?" Yu Jia couldn't help but ask.
"Did you see any sadness or disappointment on Wang Xiucheng's face?" Yang Yi's lips curled slightly: "I didn't see any. What I saw was that the German players and coaches were celebrating very excitedly after winning the game."
Yu Jia was slightly taken aback.
"The German team didn't expect that beating the Chinese team would be so difficult, that they would have to fight the Chinese team until the last minute, the last ball, or even the last second!"
"The German team, they are the World Cup champions!"
"Even though we only won by 4 points against China in the end, the German team was already very happy."
So why should we be disappointed?
Yang Yi finally laughed out loud, "Just like I said before the match, all we need to do is win the match against Brazil."
"In the matches against Germany and France, as long as we lose as few points as possible, that's fine."
"But, Teacher Yu, you're actually upset that we didn't win this game!"
Yang Yi looked at the Yu family beside him and asked jokingly, "If I told you before the game that we might win, or at most lose by 4 points, would you believe me?"
Yu Jia subconsciously shook his head.
So why should we be disappointed?
Yu Jiayi was suffocated!
Yes, why should we be disappointed?
Before the match, no one would have thought that we and the German team would fight to the last minute!
Germany, they're the World Cup champions!
We should be happy!
After Yang Yi said that, the Yu family's expression was indeed not as bad as before.
"And you may not have noticed, but Xiao Wang didn't exert himself in tonight's game."
Yu Jia's eyes lit up again as he stared at Yang Yi, seemingly urging him to continue.
At the same moment, hundreds of millions of fans across China were watching TV or using their phones, waiting for Yang Yi's explanation.
"This season with the Nets, Xiao Wang usually takes around 25 shots. Although he only plays 40 minutes in international games, as the ball-handling main player, he played 37 minutes, but only took 17 shots today, which is obviously a sign that he was holding back."
"I shouldn't have said this. This should be one of our tactics. That's all I'll say. Just forget about it after you hear it. Please don't record it."
Yang Yi smiled and made a joke, then really didn't say anything more.
At this moment, Yu Jia stared at Yang Yi as if he were seeing him for the first time.
No wonder you're the number one Wang fanboy in China!
With just a few simple words, not only he, but probably all the fans in China have come out of their previous disappointment!
A dozen minutes later, at the post-match press conference of the Chinese team, many reporters began to ask Wang Xiucheng various questions.
Among them, Penguin's Mengchao expressed Yang Yi's point of view on the spot and asked Wang Xiucheng what he thought.
"You know, Mr. Yang Yi's words are always a bit exaggerated. After all, the German team is the world champion. We only lost to them by four points, which is something to be thankful for."
"Our goal is to advance, and tonight's first group stage match showed us the real gap between us and the world's top teams."
"We'll go back and prepare well for the next match against Brazil..."
Guo Shiqiang, who was standing next to Wang Xiucheng, coughed, pulled him aside, and whispered a reminder.
Wang Xiucheng tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Guo Shiqiang covered his mouth and reminded him, but Wang Xiucheng continued, "Prepare well for the next match against France."
The reporters sitting below were completely dumbfounded!
Are you serious?
As the star player of the Chinese team, you don't even know who your next match is against?
Wang Xiucheng, without batting an eye, picked up the bottled water he endorsed from the table and drank it.
It's worth mentioning that a large number of Chinese companies appeared at this Olympics, some of which were endorsed by Wang Xiucheng, such as this mineral water.
This also gave the Chinese team players the feeling of playing at home.
……
After returning to the hotel that evening and having dinner with everyone, Wang Xiucheng disappeared.
Soon, fully armed, they arrived at another hotel, where Wang Xiucheng rang the doorbell.
The door opened, and Lin Yun'er, wearing sky-blue slim-fit jeans and a white tank top, appeared inside.
Wang Xiucheng's eyes lit up. "Sister, you look so beautiful today!"
Lin Yun'er blushed slightly and pulled Wang Xiucheng inside.
Looking up at Wang Xiucheng's handsome face so close to hers, Lin Yun'er hugged Wang Xiucheng's waist tightly.
She knew Wang Xiucheng had just finished a match, but she just couldn't wait a moment longer.
During the Olympics, the biggest event in South Korea was naturally the Olympics, so the group took the opportunity to take a break.
She finally had some time to herself, so Lin Yun'er left South Korea without a second thought, carrying a suitcase and flying to France.
She just wanted to see Wang Xiucheng.
Now that her wish has come true, and she has seen this big boy, she doesn't know what to say.
Feeling the strength in Lin Yun'er's arms, Wang Xiucheng finally lowered his head and kissed her.