Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1138 - 1137 Making News

Oh no!

Ariana sounded the alarm first, her throat constricting dryly.

Just as she was about to call for help, a glass of orange juice appeared in front of her. Ariana didn’t have time to hesitate, and she gulped it down in one go.

Finally!

Slightly relieved, fortunately, she didn’t make a fool of herself, or she would have wanted to disappear into a hole.

However, Ariana was still a little embarrassed and glanced at Li Wei apologetically.

"Sorry, you must think this girl is really troublesome right now. It’s just a fry, but I acted like it was a Mexican chili."

A little self-deprecating joke, but you could still hear Ariana’s disappointment and frustration.

Clearly, this wasn’t the scene she hoped to see.

Li Wei noticed, and the smile on his lips curved upwards gently, "At least you finished the orange juice."

Ariana looked at the empty glass, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Li Wei, "I’m serious. You haven’t eaten after 8 PM for years, or perhaps you’ve been controlling your diet all day. Suddenly changing your biological clock, your body’s instincts would protest."

"It’s like suddenly asking me to do ballet; it would probably look awful."

Ariana couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Li Wei shrugged lightly, "On the surface, life under the spotlight seems glamorous; but behind the scenes, everyone bears their own struggles and pains."

"I wouldn’t easily judge you, at least not sever ties with you over a fry. I’m shallow, but not that shallow."

Amusing, joking, teasing.

Ariana laughed more openly, tilting her head as she carefully observed Li Wei, those deep eyes reflecting her face like the night sky, the smile on her lips pausing briefly, her mind going blank, as if she was falling, slowly falling in endless space.

Emotions surging.

"Hey, rookie..."

A call interrupted the ambiguity in the air, Ariana hurriedly looked away, her heart nearly exploding from pounding so fast.

When Ariana regained her composure and summoned the courage to look at Li Wei again, she noticed that aside from the burger and fries, there was also a plate of salad.

Li Wei gestured slightly, "Can you imagine? Preparing a salad in the hotel took even longer, just a pile of greens, is it that hard?"

Ariana’s eyes widened, "A pile of greens? Are you implying I’m a goat?"

"A rabbit. A rabbit." Li Wei said with a serious face.

Ariana tilted her head, pondering: Rabbit?

But she eventually shook her head, with a disapproving expression, and quietly picked up the burger. She could clearly see the undisguisable surprise on Li Wei’s face, trying to stop her with his hand, yet she stubbornly raised both hands and took a big bite out of the burger.

Her gaze, defiant and teasing, directed at Li Wei, launched a provocation.

Li Wei was struck speechless, helplessly shaking his head lightly, finally giving up on persuading her, "So, how does it taste?"

Ariana chewed carefully, as if savoring a Michelin three-star meal.

"I don’t know."

She gave a bewildering answer, and with Li Wei laughing heartily, Ariana stated righteously.

"I haven’t eaten a burger in ages, I’ve lost the ability to judge. Maybe I should eat a few more to get a sense."

Watching Li Wei laugh uncontrollably, Ariana didn’t mind at all.

"Really, I haven’t properly enjoyed food in a long time."

"For me, food is just something to replenish basic energy, it’s only ingested for survival. In fact, I already have an easily slimming body type, eating a bit occasionally won’t turn into fat; but the issue is, nowadays online photos are so picky and harsh, even without fat, it could be treated as fat and become the object of critics. So I still need to control myself."

Her light words seemed reasonable, but the bitterness hidden behind wasn’t easily described.

Li Wei asked curiously, "So, what do you want to eat the most right now?"

Ariana answered without a second’s hesitation, "Buffalo Chicken Wings."

Li Wei gently raised his chin, "How about this, whenever you want to eat, just come to Kansas City, I’ll take you to some good food. If your agent has a problem with it, let him talk to me."

While saying this, Li Wei even showed off his biceps.

Ariana was stunned for a moment, her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly flashed a smile to conceal her erratic heartbeat.

"Haha, so, any food is okay?"

Li Wei, "Of course. Don’t worry, I don’t think you’ll eat me into bankruptcy."

Ariana couldn’t control herself any longer and laughed freely and heartily.

The night, deepened.

Kansas City was still celebrating and partying, because they defeated the Green Bay Packers, and more so because they finally achieved their first breakthrough in three seasons—

The season, an eight-game winning streak start!

The media, also, as rumors about Li Wei and Ariana continued to heat up amidst bubbling clamor; and the incident where reporters tried to corner Mahomes but were met with collective pushback from Kansas City Chiefs players was even more sensational.

Initially, it was just the Kansas City Chiefs.

But soon, their protests were seen by other teams and players, who one after another expressed support through actions.

Facing omnipresent reporters, many players in the League are victims, and they have never had the upper hand in direct confrontations with the media. Now finally catching this chance, no one would easily pass it up.

An overwhelming roar surged toward the media.

In the blink of an eye, netizens also turned their focus towards the "entertainment to death" media.

More importantly, authoritative professional media led by the "New York Times" and the "Los Angeles Times" analyzed and condemned for the thousandth time the media’s unscrupulous entertainment to death, where clickbait, sensationalism, and distortion long deviated from journalism’s original intention.

In situations like Mahomes’, the media should give players space and wait for an official announcement from the team, instead of swarming over them, escalating small matters into big ones, and turning it into a farce.

Reporter: Feeling hopeless!

This time, clearly they are the victims, but they lost the upper hand.

Of course, some reporters refused to suffer silently, speaking the truth with righteous words, exposing rumors of Ansen and Ariana and Ansen’s despicable traps—

But just like the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf," does anyone believe them?

Netizens not only didn’t offer sympathy but added insult to injury, teasing that reporters shouldn’t be persistently digging into the rumors of Li Wei and Ariana, and shouldn’t be surrounding Mahomes-like injured players.

The revelations didn’t turn things around for reporters as expected, instead they became material for netizens to further pile on and attack.

Such a scenario left the reporters dumbfounded.

So, is this a case of hoisting their own petard?

Did the reporters get a taste of what it’s like to be "under the spotlight"...?

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