Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1018 - 1017 Cat and Mouse Game

The first question, Ramsey was thrown out to be sacrificed.

Smoke filled the air, tension was at its peak.

However, in the midst of the storm, the person involved appeared particularly calm.

"Who?" Li Wei looked innocent.

Reporter: …Again?

In his rookie season, Li Wei didn’t hesitate to humiliate Brady more than once; but that was the rookie season, now he’s in his third year, and the same method feels outdated and arrogant.

Rookie, disappointing, is there no new trick?

Li Wei paused slightly, not waiting for the reporter to respond, continuing on his own.

"Oh, Ramsey, I know him. Did he attend today’s game?"

Harsh, really harsh—

Isn’t that a jab at Ramsey being invisible the whole game?

Later, reporters threw Li Wei’s words back at Ramsey, trying to stir up hatred.

But unexpectedly, Ramsey savored the remarks and then laughed.

Ramsey nodded repeatedly, "Rookie gets a point, this jab is very accurate. I even doubt my own attendance at the game; if you watch the game highlights, I think you might not find my presence."

Ramsey is still Ramsey, capable of trash-talking even himself, like a mad man.

For a while, the media was unable to distinguish whether this was a success or not.

However, in front of Li Wei, reporters had no time to hesitate; they couldn’t give Li Wei time to breathe, so they fired off their prepared questions one after another.

"Rookie, in today’s game, you were particularly focused, invested, and strong with a confident demeanor. Does this have anything to do with the off-season controversies surrounding your activities?"

"Does it have anything to do with your contract renewal controversy?" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Are you trying to prove that you’re not affected by external factors? Are you trying to prove you deserve this contract, responding to the off-field noise with your on-field performance?"

Heavy questions thrown out in one go.

You could clearly feel the entire press room breathe a sigh of relief—

Not just one reporter, to be exact, every media outlet and reporter was waiting for a clear answer, a chance to confront Li Wei directly.

By coincidence, they waited and waited, until today, they finally got the chance.

No matter who it is, as long as someone throws out the question, it’s a kind of victory.

After a brief relaxation, they held their breaths again, fully concentrating on Li Wei, the bustling gazes enveloping Li Wei like a Heavenly Net, creating a tense atmosphere that made the air in the press room gradually tighten, almost suffocating.

"Haha."

Li Wei chuckled.

Faced with the siege of reporters, Li Wei wasn’t annoyed, wasn’t anxious, much less angry, showing a smile, as if they were discussing dessert after dinner.

Relaxed and leisurely, eyes bright, looking at the reporters.

"Can I ask what controversy there is?"

Reporter: …

This was an unexpected response; the reporters were caught off guard, their voices extinguished in their throats, falling into silence for a moment.

Li Wei kept smiling, slowly looking around the room, making sure his gaze fell on everyone, exchanging glances.

An invisible pressure quietly spread throughout the space.

Now, reporters could be one hundred percent sure: Li Wei did it on purpose.

Clearly, Li Wei knew what the reporters’ questions were referring to, but he didn’t plan to respond—

These outdated questions had been answered before, hadn’t they? Why are these reporters still stuck in last century’s old stories?

The pressure came crashing down.

After scanning the entire room, Li Wei withdrew his gaze, refocused ahead, and shrugged lightly.

"Do I need to prove anything?"

"What I mean is, I’m here, on the field competing, that’s my work and also my dream, but I don’t need to prove anything to anyone."

"I’m curious, when Cousins steps onto the field, do you require him to prove himself? What about Rodgers? After he signed the contract last season and appeared in Blue Castle Stadium, do you ask him to prove himself?"

"Prescott? Flacco? Roethlisberger? Wilson? Ryan? Tannehill? Newton? Stafford?"

"When they sign a massive contract and start the new season, do you require them to prove they’re worth that contract?"

"When they repeatedly break the league’s highest salary cap, do you doubt if they’re worth such value?"

"No, you don’t."

"Reason?"

"Because they’re quarterbacks."

"Every off-season, yet another quarterback signs an outrageous contract, people start to wonder, who? Him? Why? Yet do you question the team’s decision? Do you need the quarterback to prove themselves? Do you take social media comments from nobodies as news materials and provoke quarterbacks at press conferences?"

"No. No. No."

"You don’t."

"On the contrary, you cheer and shout, oh yeah, quarterbacks got high salaries again? A savior emerged in the league again? The league witnessed the birth of another superstar?"

"You passionately pursue and celebrate the league’s new giant contract, proclaiming the NFL’s future has never been brighter. Perhaps soon, NFL salaries can finally compare to the NBA, making everyone happy with a bright future."

"If you firmly believe quarterbacks are the only ones worthy of a big contract on the football field, why are you here, sitting in a running back’s post-game press conference? So, what are you intending to get?"

"Life wisdom?"

"Sorry, I don’t have the answers here. Maybe you should head out west and check Journey to the West?"

Mocking sarcasm, anger wrapped in humor—

All guns blazing.

The place fell silent, more than two hundred reporters shaking with fear amidst Li Wei’s rage, not one being able to utter a sound.

So, who is the hunter, who is the prey?

Reporters, itching to surround Li Wei, waited and waited, finally having a chance at the press conference, ready to openly corner Li Wei and interrogate him.

However, unexpectedly, on the first question, the situation completely turned.

Clearly, Li Wei came prepared.

Reporters stared blankly at Li Wei, feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

In an instant, the horror and fear of being targeted by a hunter emerged again, like in Silent Lamb, being watched by Professor Hannibal, the sweat on their backs stood upright, goosebumps spread from the soles of their feet to their scalp, trying to scream, trying to escape but finding themselves unable to move.

One by one, shivering under Li Wei’s gaze.

At the end of his words, Li Wei even had the leisure to joke, a small detail showing that to him, this situation:

Posed no threat at all.

In fact, Li Wei looked at the room full of silent reporters and actually showed a smile.

"Oh, sorry, not everyone gets the Journey to the West joke, that’s my fault. Looks like I need to work on my humor."

"Relax everyone, why so serious?"