"Let's congratulate Su Wan for becoming the first Huaxia player to lead his team to three consecutive championships in the NBA. He truly is a Ziwěi star descended onto our Huaxia basketball scene!" Yang Yi, in the studio, eagerly showed off the new term he had just learned online.
At this moment, Su Wan was already surrounded by the Pacers, who lifted him high and tossed him into the air four or five times, until the cheers from the whole arena almost blew the roof off.
They finally remembered that the Lakers, "the defeated generals," were still waiting to shake hands with them.
"Congratulations, Brother Su!" Yao Ming almost got used to calling him "Brother Su."
When Su Wan shook his hand, he replied, "Don't lose heart, Brother Yao, the future is yours!"
"???" Suddenly hearing this, Yao Ming chuckled, his expression somewhat speechless.
Kobe looked sour but didn't leave immediately; instead, he waited to hug Su Wan.
