Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 260 259 Attack as a group

"NFL superstar can't wait to embrace the glamorous life."

"Getting carried away! Just two straight wins and Li Wei is already losing his way."

"Venturing into nightlife, Li Wei has the perfect guide: LeBron James."

"Skipping training, partying nightly. The bustling city life has led Li Wei astray."

"After becoming famous overnight, Li Wei ultimately lost himself in the vanity fair."

"Ultimately, Li Wei has also become what people recognize as a young, famous celebrity; it's just that this day came a little earlier than expected."

"Alcohol. Revelry. Parties. This is how Li Wei prepares for battle."

Li Wei: ? ? ?

He had just dined with LeBron James, hadn't touched a drop of alcohol all evening, returned to the hotel by 9:30 PM, and even swam in the hotel pool for thirty minutes to ensure he was well-rested afterward. Yet, this is how the media portrays him? Read the latest on novelbuddy.com

Of course, storytelling with pictures—this has long been a tradition in media.

Noise, heat wave—

Headlines.

Once again, Li Wei dominated the media landscape, this time even extending from sports to entertainment sections, filled to the brim with attacks and mockery. Overnight, all of North America was focused on him again.

"Within the league," Bart shook his head gravely, a picture of objective professionalism, and began speaking earnestly, not hiding his profound disappointment.

"I had higher expectations for Li Wei, I really didn't think his fall would come this fast."

Originally, led by Bart, the opinion was that Li Wei needed to keep proving himself, that the data from just two games was far from sufficient, and that Li Wei needed to continue delivering steadily to secure his position.

Doubts, apprehension, criticism.

Various opinions abound, and the controversy surrounding Li Wei continued to ferment.

Now, this scene has unfolded, exposing his vulnerabilities, and Bart naturally didn't miss the chance to assert his views—

"I'm not targeting Li Wei, but rather saying that every young player faces these challenges, temptations from the world of fame and fortune, like the devil's whispers, constantly pulling the soul into darkness."

Players, being ordinary people, face temptations of money, beauty, power, and glory after gaining attention through their performances. Young rookies often find these hard to resist, and a slight misstep could be their downfall.

Similar cases, from football to soccer, from basketball to baseball, are numerous and varied.

It seems now that Li Wei is also "lost," and he hasn't fully proved himself yet.

"Perhaps, we are witnessing the untimely demise of a moldable talent."

Bart's long sighs seemed genuinely concerned for Li Wei, almost to the point of shedding bitter tears, yet he also affected a gesture, looking up at a forty-five-degree angle into the sky for a second to express his frustration.

So, when predicting the results of the Kansas City Chiefs versus the Los Angeles Chargers game, Bart confidently chose the latter, believing the Chiefs' winning streak couldn't continue; he expressed his regret.

"...This was a good opportunity."

Regarding this, Bart defended himself.

He believed the Kansas City Chiefs could win, but considering the team struggled through their past two games, only managing narrow victories each time in the fourth quarter; and Li Wei's off-field tabloid news was an unnecessary distraction, even though Li Wei might reveal his true colors as a paper tiger, more importantly, there could be turbulence within the team.

"Pseudo-strong team."

This was Bart's assessment of the Kansas City Chiefs.

Unfortunately, this time, Bart was still in the minority.

Even though the media's bustling tabloid news was indeed a distraction, the Los Angeles Chargers had a poor start to the season, losing their first two games without showing sufficient competitiveness, probably unable to stop the Chiefs, professionals still chose to trust Reed.

Of course, they didn't oppose Bart—

The temptations and distractions of the glitzy world spare no one, not even the seasoned veterans in the League, let alone the rookies.

So, what kind of performance could Li Wei deliver?

As soon as one wave settled, another rose; the doubts and controversies around Li Wei had barely subsided when he was thrust into the storm again.

Everything was as Goodell had predicted; Li Wei was now the ultimate catalyst, any topic that could be associated with him was bound to explode.

And Li Wei?

Donald was not worried at all.

If it were any other player, the media would be as incessant and bothersome as flies, even Brady often spoke of his struggles with them.

But not Li Wei.

Dealing with the media seemed to be Li Wei's second profession; he handled it with effortless grace and ease, turning every crisis around without breaking a sweat.

For this, Donald agreed with Edwards. They indeed saw in Li Wei the poise of Federer, who did not treat the media as enemies—though not as friends either—but rather as opponents in a mutual game of strategy and cooperation, an attitude that often maintained a better stance.

So, no need to worry, not at all necessary.

Donald hadn't even bothered to call, instead, it was Kelsey who spoke up for Li Wei.

"That's the media for you."

"A slight rustle under the microscope turns into a bloody storm; the same story in their hands comes out completely rearranged, it's unnecessary to care about it."

"We all know what happened."

"God, you freak, you spent three hours in the gym, and that scared the hell out of me, okay?"

Kelsey was also worried about differing voices in the locker room, so he raised his voice a bit for emphasis, believing that Li Wei was more dedicated and focused than most on the team, truly not to be swayed by the media.

Li Wei remained completely calm—

He knew these media folks. They could lift you to the skies overnight, but could just as easily cast you into the Abyss. There was no reason to be proud of media adulation, nor to despair because of their siege.

Of course, he was human too. Facing overwhelming criticism and curses, self-doubt was inevitable, despite understanding the logic; it was hard not to be disturbed.

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So, the best strategy was to block it out.

Focus on oneself, focus on training. The unchanging truth in competitive sports is:

Victory.

There's nothing that a victory can't solve; if not, then try two, three victories. Succeeding time and again could silence all voices, even quiet the world.

Li Wei turned to Kelsey.

"How about it, suicides back and forth? This guy, who partied all night and is still hungover, guarantees he can beat you. Wanna give it a try?"

The words were clearly self-deprecating.

The locker room immediately started jeering, everyone eager for a bit of chaos.

Kelsey looked at Li Wei, his fighting spirit high, "Ha, good joke. Let's give it a try."

Roar, roar, roar. The whole room was noisy, chants of "Battle, battle, battle" filled the air.

No need for further words, the atmosphere in the Kansas City Chiefs' locker room was once again tightly knit, nipping any brewing crisis in the bud.

So, what about the game?

This time, would Bart get his wish? Could his predictions about Li Wei finally prove correct?