Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1167 - 1166: Gathering of the Stars

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Chapter 1167: Chapter 1166: Gathering of the Stars

"Fly, Chieftain! Fly!"

"Go, Chargers! Go, Chargers!"

"Rebel, roar roar roar!"

The air is burning; the world is spinning.

In the field of vision, there are people everywhere, densely packed, at the subway stations, parking lots, on the streets, not a single corner is an exception. Each face is filled with joy and happiness, smiles blossoming freely as they head toward Wembley with great anticipation.

This scene is not unfamiliar to the residents of London; Wembley has long become a part of the city’s life, not just today.

Furthermore, here comes another "red vs. blue clash"—

Looking around, the vast blue and the fiercely burning red collide and intertwine, not much different from other weekends in London.

In North America, there’s no such tradition, the blue of the Los Angeles Chargers and the red of the Kansas City Chiefs do not carry special meaning, but in England, things are entirely different, the century-old tradition easily awakens ingrained memories, and the enthusiastic atmosphere can be felt without additional embellishment.

Adam Lee could hardly contain his excitement and thrill, his steps seemed to tread on clouds, and if he wasn’t careful, he’d rush forward, ready to embrace this heat wave before him.

But Andrew Lee still felt nervous, subconsciously gripping Adam’s right hand tightly, refusing to let go, not realizing he was holding his breath, his whole body tense.

A group of fans came toward them, faces painted, raising their hands high, cheering, jumping, and singing, accompanied by a surging heat wave that followed their steps.

This scene made Andrew tighten his grip on Adam’s right hand again; he began to question his decision to come to Wembley tonight, perhaps he shouldn’t have insisted.

"Dad, you’re squeezing too hard, my hand hurts." Adam’s face crumpled like a bun.

Andrew finally snapped back, hurriedly loosened his grip, repeatedly apologizing to Adam, but his voice was soon drowned in the noise.

"Adam! You must be Adam, right?"

"Kid, are you okay? It should be alright now, right?"

"Adam, you’re so brave, I wouldn’t have had the courage if it were me."

Chattering, the group of fans recognized Adam, stepping forward to high-five and cheer him on, which slightly relaxed Andrew’s tense nerves.

Adam, indeed, was a little star.

Soon, they noticed the number 23 jersey on Adam, the precious jersey signed by all Kansas City Chiefs players, each exclaiming, cheering, and curious, which lifted Adam’s spirits, eager to show off the signatures:

Which one is Li Wei, which one is Mahomes, which one is Kelsey.

Gradually, other fans joined in, some shouting "Go," "Great game," waving fists at the Li family, striding away with light footsteps, their enthusiasm filling Andrew’s heart, bringing back his smile—

Facing any storm, any difficulty, any despair with a calm and full effort, that’s the most beautiful, moving, and spectacular part of sports.

Quietly, Andrew straightened his back, hesitated but gritted his teeth, letting go of Adam’s right hand, his gaze locked on Adam without flinching.

Adam noticed, raised his hands high, his smile blooming fully, "Fly!"

Andrew followed suit, raising his hands, shouting together, "Fly!" fгeewebnovёl.com

Amid the sea of people, Andrew and Adam were just a small part of this vast ocean; the crowd kept pouring in, bustling towards Wembley.

According to official statistics, this year’s London Bowl drew over ninety thousand people, not only was the venue fully packed, with an incredible attendance rate of one hundred percent, but the number of fans gathered outside the stadium remained huge, undoubtedly making it the most successful London Bowl in recent years.

And, that’s still not all.

There was a surprise in the VIP room above the stadium.

"David Beckham and his son Brooklyn Beckham appeared in the Kansas City Chiefs’ VIP box."

"Oh, Lewis Hamilton also attended tonight’s game in style."

"Wait, is that Monica Bellucci appearing on camera now? Wow, that’s an unexpected surprise."

"Of course, Ariana Grande appeared, no surprise; but Taylor Swift actually showed up with Ariana, this... since when did Taylor start watching football?"

"Oh! Bradley Cooper and his ’A Star is Born’ co-star Lady Gaga also showed up!"

"We all know Bradley Cooper is a die-hard Philadelphia Eagles fan; he obviously wouldn’t have liked what happened at the Super Bowl two years ago; but who’d have thought Lady Gaga would be interested in football?"

Praise, surprise, and unexpected moments abound!

Once, people were enthusiastic about spotting stars in the front rows at the Los Angeles Lakers’ Staples Center court, and going to watch a game became a trendy activity for top stars in their daily leisure time.

But football isn’t keen on that—

Finding top stars in a giant stadium with a capacity of a hundred thousand people is extremely challenging, far beyond the difficulty of finding people in a twenty-thousand "small" venue comparable to the front row of a fashion show.

Yet today is slightly different, surprises keep coming, bustling with activity.

If this is a strategy driven by the League from behind the scenes, it’s undoubtedly a huge success.

Unlike the NFL regular season on the North American continent, Goodell is running the London Bowl as a fashion show, a stage, a grand event, a social occasion where all celebrities, influencers, and stars yearn to appear, a platform for being the most dazzling person on social media by simply showing up, creating a new fashion iconic event with the explosive flow of the internet age.

In the live broadcast room, the commentators began excitedly counting stars—

Overwhelming!

"Uh, is that... Stan Kroenke?"

At the moment the name slipped out, the commentators were also momentarily brain-dead, even questioning their eyes.

Kroenke, owner of professional teams like Arsenal, Los Angeles Rams, etc., known as "Silent Stan," rarely makes appearances at games, always staying behind the scenes.

Yet, he’s here at Wembley today?

And it’s not an Arsenal or Los Angeles Rams game.

So, who is Kroenke here for? Probably not the Los Angeles Chargers.

The answer is obvious—

Suddenly, with a bustling and lively scene, the focus erupted not only in London but across the Atlantic in the North American continent as well.

Is Kroenke here simply to watch the game or with deeper motives? The actions of these tycoons are never that simple, so should they think further?

But...

Li Wei has just renewed his contract with the Kansas City Chiefs; is Kroenke here for Mahomes? So are the Los Angeles Rams ready to give up on Goff?

Countless speculations erupt, the game hasn’t started, yet the London Bowl is already at the center of the storm, finally appearing under the gaze of hundreds of millions!

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