bayedsolid Chapter 424 A Night of Records: 5 Records in One Night!
Chapter 424 A Night of Records: 5 Records in One Night!
The big screen started flashing again, indicating that Wang Xiucheng had broken another record.
Everyone stood up and applauded Wang Xiucheng.
Durant, Westbrook, Ben West, and others disregarded the game and rushed over, surrounding Wang Xiucheng.
Wang Xiucheng high-fived or bumped chests with each of his teammates.
It was a long and difficult time before I finally managed to break free.
Nash called a timeout, allowing Wang Xiucheng to enjoy the moment alone.
Standing in the middle of the field, Wang Xiucheng raised his hand and spun around to pay tribute to the fans.
It took Wang Xiucheng a full half minute to return to his seat on the bench.
The applause and chants of "MVP" in Madison Square gradually subsided.
This pause lasted for nearly 5 minutes.
Nash looked at Wang Xiucheng, as if asking him if he wanted to continue playing.
Wang Xiucheng did not respond to Nash.
This made Nash realize that Wang Xiucheng didn't seem very interested in expanding the record again.
Breaking Kobe's record is enough; what's wrong is if Wang Xiucheng keeps scoring even when the game is already decided.
That might not be very friendly to Knicks fans.
It also damaged his own public image.
So Durant and Westbrook took to the court again.
Although there were some ups and downs in the game afterward, the Nets maintained control throughout.
With four minutes remaining in the game, Durant and Westbrook, among other key players, were substituted out.
Zeng Fanbo, Watanabe Yuta, Thomas, Sharp, and Mills entered the game.
The game has officially entered garbage time.
When the referee blows the final whistle.
Applause started again.
The players from both sides shook hands in greeting, a rare occurrence, and then came over to shake hands with Wang Xiucheng, congratulating him individually on this record-breaking night.
Wang Xiucheng broke five records in one match.
First, he made 10 three-pointers in a single quarter, breaking Klay Thompson's previous record of 9 three-pointers in a single quarter.
Then Wang Xiucheng scored 38 points in a single quarter, breaking Klay Thompson's record of 37 points in a single quarter.
Later, Wang Xiucheng's 62 points broke the record for the highest single-player score at Madison Square Garden.
Also, Wang Xiucheng's 62 points were his own highest single-game score, as well as that of any Chinese player.
Therefore, the term "Night of Recording" is not an exaggeration at all.
It took Wang Xiucheng a full ten minutes to break free from the crowd.
Not only the players from both sides, but even Ewing and Anthony came over to chat with Wang Xiucheng, which made Wang Xiucheng stay on the court a little longer.
Durant approached Wang Xiucheng with a basketball in his hand. "Wang, I got this from the referee. You can take this ball back."
Wang Xiucheng looked at the ball: "Thank you, it is indeed a very good souvenir."
"I'll hold it for you. We'll go to the Knicks' locker room later, and I'll have them sign it," Durant volunteered.
Westbrook, who was not far away, widened his eyes.
How come I never thought of this possibility!
Wang Xiucheng smiled and agreed, then found Zeng Fanbo and went to a nearby place where Meng Chao was waiting.
When Mengchao saw Wang Xiucheng walking towards her, her eyes almost melted with tears.
If she didn't have a mission, she would have loved to throw herself into Wang Xiucheng's arms right now.
"Congratulations to Xiao Wang for breaking multiple records tonight. How are you feeling now?" Meng Chao asked, holding up the microphone.
"It feels great." Wang Xiucheng grasped Meng Chao's hand and the microphone. "The hit rate was very high today. I didn't initially think about it this way, but gradually..."
Wang Xiucheng shrugged, leaving the rest unsaid, but the meaning was clear: he had broken the record without even realizing it.
But those words were a bit rude, and he was too embarrassed to say them.
"Teacher Yang Yi asked me to ask you a question." Meng Chao looked at Wang Xiucheng with adoration in his eyes, "After scoring 62 points in the fourth quarter, you were substituted. Did you ask to leave the court?"
Wang Xiucheng nodded upon hearing this: "Yes, there's no need to get any more points. That way, I can get 63 points again next time, and it will be another record-breaking night."
Meng Chao laughed; of course she knew Wang Xiucheng was joking.
"Hey Zeng, you had a decent amount of playing time today, but you didn't score any points. Was it because you weren't having a good shooting night?"
Without even thinking, Zeng Fanbo bent down and said, "That's not important. If Brother Wang scores 60 points in every game, I can go without scoring."
Meng Chao almost burst out laughing when he heard this.
"Thank you both for the interview," Meng Chao said to the two, then turned to the camera and smiled, "This concludes the interview. Now it's time for the two teachers in the studio to finish the live broadcast."
The screen instantly transformed into a Penguin live stream.
Wang Meng looked at the notebook in front of him and began reading the data as usual.
“小王同学今天上场37分钟，26投21中，其中三分球18投13中，罚球8中7。”
"He scored 62 points, along with 7 assists and 4 steals."
"Teacher Yang Yi, what are your conclusions?"
Only then did Wang Meng look up and ask Yang Yi.
Yang Yi, who had already become obedient, had long since calmed down.
He was holding a pen and paper, calculating something.
Upon hearing Wang Meng's words, he looked up and said, "If my calculations are correct, Wang Xiucheng's true shooting percentage in this game is 105%."
"I don't need to say more about this efficiency. In the entire NBA, throughout the entire season, only a handful of players can occasionally achieve a game with a true shooting percentage of over 100%."
"Moreover, while everyone is focusing on how many records Wang Xiucheng broke today, we should also note that Wang Xiucheng still has 7 assists."
"This means that Wang Xiucheng can score points himself, or he can let others score points."
"To say something some fans might not like to hear, the Nets can do without Durant, but they can't do without Wang Xiucheng."
"I still stand by what I said: I am extremely looking forward to the World Cup in August."
"I'm really curious to see what kind of results a player who dominates the NBA can achieve with our national team."
The "mute" command just now had already made Yang Yi much more obedient.
What he was thinking at that moment was, "I really want to know how high Wang Xiucheng can take our lousy team."
However, Wang Meng kept a close eye on him, which made him dare not go too far.
After Yang Yi seemed to have finished speaking, Wang Meng looked at Mina, who was standing in front of the big screen in the distance.
Mina was still holding Wang Xiucheng's hoodie in her hand; it was clear she was going to promote it.
The text on the big screen was refreshing rapidly.
"Wang Xiucheng is awesome!"
"62 points? I'm asking you, who else???"
"Yang Yi, you should step down. I want to be the number one fanboy of Wang in China."
"Forget about timeouts, I want Mina!"
Did you manage to buy the Wangdao Black and White Panda sneakers?
"Wang Xiucheng, I want to have your babies..."
Mina held up the hoodie in her hand: "The show is about to end, here's a hoodie featuring Wang Xiucheng's cartoon character for 199 yuan, grab it while you can..."