Three o'clock in the morning.
On the 14th floor of the Olympic Tower Building, in the corner of the Entertainment Department Office of NBA Headquarters.
After more than three hours of discussion, the four final editors who reviewed the top ten balls finally selected today's top ten balls.
Five of Wang Yi's shots were selected into the top ten.
This made the four editors breathe a sigh of relief.
They got up to move their bodies and came to the floor-to-ceiling windows to look at the night view of New York.
Outside the window, the famous Central Park in New York is no longer as bustling as it was during the day.
It seems peaceful and solemn.
Like a serious old man.
The four final review editors had some midnight snacks and then started a new round of discussion.
Although it had been decided before that the five shots of the Chinese were selected into the top ten, their work was not over yet.
The next thing that made them even more confused was how they ranked the five groups of shots.
If Wang Yi's five goals were replaced by any Westerner, there would be no objection to them being ranked in the top five.
But in the Western world, which generally discriminates against the East, it would be a big problem to rank a Chinese shot in the top five.
After more than an hour of discussion, the four people made a decision:
Elbow passing ranks first;
Ranked third in double-crotch passes;
The make-up dunk and buzzer beater ranked fifth;
Ranked ninth in absolute three points;
Out-of-bounds crotch penetration ranks tenth.
After finishing the ranking of these five shots, the five people looked at the ranking for a long time.
They naturally knew in their hearts that this was unfair to the Chinese.
But in such an environment, they can't help themselves.
In the end, Sisko said: "Okay, that's it, it's getting late, I'll send it off for final editing right away."
The other three could only nod.
…
In the editing department, the person responsible for the final editing of the top ten shots is a brown-haired female editor.
When the rankings and footage of the top ten golf balls were sent, she had already fallen asleep waiting for them.
After being woken up, she briefly pulled her long, disheveled hair behind her head.
I went to the bathroom, washed my face, and made myself a cup of instant coffee.
asked:
"Why is it so early today?"
This is of course ironic.
Sisko shook his head, with the expression of a child without a mother, who has a long story to tell.
The editor didn't have time to ask any more questions and quickly started editing.
When she saw the first shot, she was slightly surprised:
"That Chinese guy ranks first?"
Sisko nodded, but paid attention to the editor's expression.
He knew that she would only be more surprised next time.
The editor watched the shot again, his eyes could not help but shine, and he shouted excitedly:
"Elbow pass?! omg! Unbelievable! I like White Chocolate the most, especially his elbow pass. It's a pity that his teammates failed to score. But that still does not affect the classicness of that pass.
Now this Chinese person has recreated the classic. It’s unbelievable!”
In my excitement, I almost knocked over the coffee cup next to me.
Sisko helped him hold the cup and thought to himself: Poor child, if he is so surprised now, won't he faint from surprise later?
If she really faints, should I carry her to the hospital, or should I hold her?
Well, I decided to carry it on my back happily.
Sure enough, when the editing reached the third position, she was stunned again.
"It's him again? His name is...Wang Yi, right? This Chinese guy is really good."
When the clip reached number five, her eyes widened.
"He's also the fifth one!? Sisko, are you sure you're not joking?"
Sisko pointed to the picture on the computer screen: "Do you think the tip-in is not enough to rank among the top ten goals? Or is the elbow pass and the double-crotch pass not qualified?"
The editor shook his head:
"That's not what I meant, but for a Chinese to occupy three of the top ten spots, is there really no problem?"
Sisko smiled bitterly.
Three seats?
Next, when the female editor cut to the ninth position, she turned her head and looked at Sisko.
There was an expression on his face that said, "Are you really not mistaken?"
Sisko still had a bitter look on his face: "If you keep cutting, there will be surprises."
The female editor's expression was even more exaggerated: "It can't be..."
Sisko nodded: "Exactly."
"Oh, Cisco, are you four going crazy? A Chinese takes five of the top ten spots?! Do you know how controversial this will be?"
The female editor obviously couldn't understand Sisko's ideas.
Sisko also understood this, and he shrugged helplessly:
"But more than half of the fifteen best shots sent today are about him. We have tried our best to eliminate some of his relatively less exciting shots. We really can't find the remaining five that we can eliminate.
reasons."
The female editor played the top ten shots from front to back.
Finally understood Sisko's approach: "Okay, the top ten goals you selected are all worthy of their names. You even ranked the Chinese's last two goals to ninth and tenth. It's not fair to him. But the top ten
Five of them are all Chinese, is this really okay?"
Sisko sighed and took a sip of coffee:
"Alas, this is all we can do. As for what will happen tomorrow, leave it to God."
The female editor glared at him: "You drank my coffee."
Sisko seemed to have reacted just then, and said quickly: "I'm sorry, I was too engrossed in the conversation and forgot. By the way, your coffee is really fragrant."
After editing, the two of them gave the top ten balls of this issue to the dubbing artist.
The dubbing artist had just woken up from sleep.
When he saw that five of the top ten goals in this issue were from China, he couldn't help but be surprised for a long time.
But after watching every ball played by Wang Yi, he said nothing.
What's there to say?
Every ball selected into the top ten is undisputed.
Especially the elbow pass, the double-crotch pass and the final tip-in, there is nothing to say about being selected into the 50 best goals of this season.
The next day.
A fat old man just got up.
Sitting on the toilet, I habitually took out my mobile phone, logged into the NBA official website, and opened yesterday's top ten games.
He likes basketball very much, but because of work, he has no time to watch games.
I can only read reports about the NBA every day.
Among them, the top ten goals are what he must watch every day.
After watching the first few balls, he couldn't help but sigh: "This Chinese guy does have some skills."
But after watching all the top ten shots, he was a little worried: "Five of the ten shots are from this Chinese, is it really okay?"
On the subway in New York.
A black man was riding the subway on his way to work.
When I saw that five of the top ten golfers were from China, I couldn’t help shaking my head and cursing:
"What kind of bullshit are the top ten balls in this issue!"
A middle-aged woman saw the top ten goals of this issue on TV, and she turned off the TV angrily.
Chapter completed!