Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 390 389 A bit of care

Lilith had been watching Li Wei, and even without speaking, she had already conveyed a message.

Sure enough, Li Wei stopped in his tracks.

"Hey, Doctor Rosen."

Li Wei had just greeted her and didn't wait for Lilith's reaction when the covetous pack of wolves beside him immediately started to jeer.

"Roar roar roar, weren't you supposed to go to the press conference?"

"Turns out there's a beauty with an appointment."

"Doctor Rosen, I feel a bit of pain in my knee, could you take a look?"

The players' corridor was so noisy that even the clamor from outside Gillette Stadium was completely blocked out. It felt like their own backyard, even though it was an away game.

Mahomes was the first to lead the chorus, singing nonsensically, "Li Wei and Lilith sitting in a tree, Li Wei and Lilith sitting in a tree..."

This was a nursery rhyme, the complete lyrics being, "Boys and girls sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g." Elementary and middle schoolers would insert the names of a boy and a girl, using it as a way to tease and play pranks.

But generally, this stopped by middle school because after that, "kissing" wasn't something forbidden anymore.

Now, Mahomes was being so childish.

Li Wei helplessly turned back and called out, "Sherlock!"

Mahomes immediately shut his mouth, but his throat continued to sing the nursery rhyme in ventriloquism, and the others were egging him on even more.

Unexpectedly, Lilith raised her hands and silently cracked her knuckles. The snapping sound, like popping beans, was chilling, and her frosty face bore not a trace of expression, as if she was sizing up a pile of corpses.

In an instant, these guys clammed up one by one and scattered like birds and beasts.

Only Mahomes, too slow to react and still clowning around, was locked by Lilith's gaze, and his voice disappeared in a second.

Mahomes snapped to attention, blinking his eyes obediently, and said, "Sorry." Then he dashed off, not even glancing at Li Wei, passed by Li Wei and Lilith to enter the locker room, and quickly shut the door.

Slam.

The door closing echoed unusually loud.

Lilith still wore an expressionless face, looking up at Li Wei.

Li Wei, struggling to hold back a smile, gestured towards the door, "You know they're all behind it, right?"

Lilith lightly raised her eyebrows, appearing altogether unconcerned.

"Your back and waist need a massage to relax before you head for the press conference."

That's what it was about.

"The last catch looked cool and handsome, but it actually did considerable damage to your body. You're in a state of adrenaline rush right now, temporarily feeling nothing. If you don't relax in time, it might lead to complications."

"And don't forget the ice bath."

"Don't worry about the press conference, Coach Reed can handle it. Even if he can't, it doesn't matter, let the reporters wait."

Her words flowed calmly and plainly, as matter-of-fact as a financial report.

Having said this, Lilith didn't wait for Li Wei's response and turned to leave.

Li Wei called out to stop Lilith, "Are you worried about me?"

Lilith paused, her pupils visibly shaken, and she looked up at Li Wei abruptly.

Just as Lilith was about to explain, Li Wei added, "Thank you."

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His forthright, upstanding demeanor unsettled Lilith even more, as if she was flustered by having misinterpreted Li Wei's intentions a moment ago.

"I, uh, just, doing my job," Lilith managed to regain her voice after a small stutter.

Then, looking up, she saw the teasing smile in Li Wei's eyes, which caused Lilith's expression to soften slightly. Li Wei then said, "Thank you for your work, I need the reminders."

Lilith steadied her heart, "I'm also a member of the Kansas City Chiefs."

There was a pause, a hint of hesitation, but Lilith still spoke up, "The game was wonderful, not just the final catch."

However, Lilith heard no reply.

Looking up, Lilith saw the radiant smile blooming at the corners of Li Wei's mouth.

"Thank you."

Such a simple, such a courteous phrase, yet it overflowed with happiness and joy. Lilith had not expected it to make her heart flutter slightly, her cheeks seemingly tinged with an imperceptible flush of heat.

Li Wei didn't linger, instead he walked past Lilith, heading towards the locker room.

Just as Lilith's tense spirit began to relax slightly, Li Wei's voice came from behind her again, "I hope you will continue to come and watch the next game."

After speaking, he pushed open the large doors of the locker room, from inside came a bustling noise, whistles, catcalls, and retorts, as if they were about to tear down the visitor's locker room at Gillette Stadium.

"Li Wei and Lilith sitting in a tree ..."

The frog-like singing started up again.

Caught off guard, Lilith's heart skipped a beat.

It took a full beat longer for Lilith to realize that she was a part of the team, and whether the next game was in Pittsburgh or Jacksonville, she was bound to travel with the team. So why had Li Wei made such a formal invitation? And why had it made her heart race?

Subconsciously, Lilith was a little stunned.

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"Doctor Rosen?"

Kelsey just happened to come back and saw Lilith standing at the entrance of the locker room.

"Are you looking for someone? Do you need me to call for them?"

But Lilith, unexpectedly, shook her head and without saying a word turned and walked away.

Kelsey was left behind, full of question marks, thought earnestly for a moment, and sniffed at his jersey, "Is the smell of sweat too strong? Surely not?"

...

The Kansas City Chiefs' press officer had already informed the journalists in advance that the press conference part involving Li Wei would be delayed by forty-five minutes, but this had not stopped the journalists' fervor.

By the time Li Wei arrived fashionably late, the press hall was packed to the brim, barricading him in once again. They threw out question after question about the victory and "that catch."

Li Wei, looking fresh and energetic, surprisingly maintained a low profile, with no hint of self-congratulation.

"...We received some help from the Goddess of Fortune."

"The New England Patriots put on an incredible game. They showed us what capabilities a mature champion team needs to have. Clearly, we are still young, and we have much to learn."

The lengthy speech could make someone unaware of the outcome actually think the New England Patriots had won, but when they saw the result, they were completely dumbfounded.

Then, Li Wei changed the subject.

"But we did not give up. We kept persisting, kept fighting until the end, and our Defensive group, Offensive group, and Special Duty Group maintained the same belief and worked together. That's how we seized the one opportunity."

"And, we took it."

"In the next game, no matter who the opponent is, we are still the underdog. So, we will prepare well and give our all to fight to the end."

Even though Li Wei was uncharacteristically low-key, the media journalists were the first to keenly interpret the deeper meaning in his words, and one by one they became excited:

"The New England Patriots performed perfectly, but victory belongs to the Kansas City Chiefs."

"Brady is old; the future belongs to the young."

"The New England Patriots are Belichick's and Brady's team, while the Kansas City Chiefs rely on teamwork. Victory belongs to the team, not the individual."

Perfect!

Alright, that'll do it, we've got our headline.