Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 1534 - 1533: Graceful Departure

Thalia was searching for Li Wei in the crowd, with no particular reason, just an instinctive move, but she immediately noticed Li Wei’s departing figure, a mixture of bitterness and sweetness spreading across her tongue—

She knew Li Wei should leave early. His appearance here was already a miracle. If he stayed, the scene might become chaotic.

Yes, she understood the reasoning, but she still couldn’t control her disappointment.

Her heart slightly sank, yet couldn’t land smoothly, probably just like this.

Then Thalia saw the surging crowd outside the press conference room, a dense mass with no end in sight, even blocking the entrance of the Film Palace, completely sealing the exit.

She chuckled.

She couldn’t hold it back. Although she knew she shouldn’t, she couldn’t control it. A ridiculous sense of humor overwhelmed her, and Thalia could even imagine Li Wei’s expression, astonished and shocked, then her lips curled up into a smile.

Sure enough!

Li Wei happened to turn around, looking at Thalia across the vast sea of people in the press conference room.

Their eyes met in the air.

Li Wei shrugged lightly, full of helplessness, even with a hint of self-mockery, standing amidst the bustling crowd, increasingly highlighting his sarcastic tone, which made Thalia unable to hold back anymore, her smile blossoming completely.

Then, Li Wei turned to look at the vastness before him, exhaling a long breath—

Can anyone explain, what’s going on here? Wasn’t it said that football has no market in Berlin? Didn’t they say that the artists at the Berlin Film Festival are particularly aloof and couldn’t care less about any professional athlete?

But Li Wei was still Li Wei, staying calm and composed, not panicked.

At least, the situation here wasn’t as overwhelming as the Gillette Stadium in Foxborough.

In his view, Li Wei neither ran around like a headless chicken nor fled in panic, standing there with a calm demeanor, signaling everyone with his gaze and gestures to remain calm, reminding them that there’s no need to crowd, and the last thing they needed was an accident.

"Stay calm. Stay calm. It’s not Argentina visiting."

Ansen made a joke.

However, the surrounding reporters looked at each other, and surprisingly, no one responded to Ansen.

This took Ansen by surprise, "Did I remember it wrong? Isn’t this a famously hilarious joke in the football world?"

Haha, hahaha.

Laughter erupted like a thunder.

A bit delayed, laughter finally burst from the crowd, spreading like ripples, and somewhere further away, someone shouted.

"Professor, I’m from the United States. How about a football joke?"

"What about the British journalists? Are we just a joke standing here?"

The laughter spread, lively and bustling, like a small news conference.

Then, a reporter couldn’t hold back his excitement and asked, "Professor, what are you doing in Berlin?"

Li Wei actually answered seriously, "Watching movies."

"You mean you came to Berlin specifically to attend the film festival?"

"A professional player’s vacation is either in the Maldives or the Caribbean Coast, or perhaps the Mediterranean, but I think film festivals are also a good place to be, you know, to compensate for our simple-minded image."

"So, which work is your favorite?"

"I just arrived in Berlin, and I’ve only watched one film in the main competition category so far. In fact, I really liked it." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Professor, have you ever considered entering Hollywood?"

"Perhaps not. I think the real lesson from today is that I’m not good at acting."

The exchange was a burst of laughter.

Even an impromptu press conference could clearly showcase Li Wei’s charm, making the entire courtyard of the Film Palace boil over with excitement.

Then!

Saterian made his way upstream under the protection of the security personnel, using all his strength to break into the circle and reach the center of the surging crowd, sweating profusely, flushed red, even his glasses sliding constantly.

Huff, huff.

Saterian didn’t have time to catch his breath, "Mr. Li, for the sake of on-site safety, we need to evacuate quickly."

Next, several movies in the Film Palace were about to conclude one after another, and waves of people would surge out, causing the scene to further spiral out of control.

Maybe, it started with Li Wei, but once the commotion spread, people were merely joining the commotion, ignoring the root cause, continuously appearing just to watch the spectacle.

The situation could completely spin out of control.

No wonder Saterian was so anxious.

Initially, Saterian thought he had to explain the situation, but to his surprise, Li Wei nodded without a second thought.

"Alright. Then, please lead the way."

Everything happened too fast, Saterian didn’t even have time to introduce himself, just nodded dumbfoundedly. With the assistance of the security personnel, they slowly pushed forward, like a boat traversing a desert.

Seeing this, Li Wei took the initiative to raise his voice and shout, "It’s not David Beckham! It’s not David Beckham! No need to crowd, it’s not David Beckham!"

The rustling laughter and the teasing made the atmosphere even lighter.

Pausing for a moment, Li Wei added, "Nor Cristiano Ronaldo."

Hahaha, hahaha.

Laughter erupted throughout the entire place.

Then, with Li Wei’s teasing and self-deprecating comment of "sorry to disappoint you all," the crowd unexpectedly made a path, allowing Li Wei to escape smoothly.

Just as Li Wei was about to leave the Film Palace under the security’s guidance, someone in the crowd couldn’t help but ask, "What about Messi?"

Li Wei stopped, turned around, and spread his hands.

For a moment, the crowd went silent, everyone holding their breath waiting for the answer.

Li Wei, "Height...?"

Words left unspoken, hinting just enough.

Laughter, plunged into madness, the entire Film Palace swaying inside and out.

Saterian, wide-eyed, witnessing the scene, couldn’t believe his eyes, even in Cannes, he might not witness such a scene, yet it unfolded in Berlin?

It seems they underestimated Li Wei’s influence.

People just assumed that football had no market in Europe. Not just football, volleyball, and basketball had to step aside too. This was football’s territory, from south to north, it was the same. Naturally, no matter how influential Li Wei was, it should be limited.

But now, considering his consecutive regular-season MVP titles and the three-time Super Bowl MVP achievement, Li Wei had indeed unleashed the power of his Asian label, even if people weren’t interested in football, they must have heard of his name.

Even the Berlin Film Festival was no exception.

Only by truly experiencing the spectacle before them could one feel the frenzy—not just out of curiosity, but also excitement and joy, completely surpassing the appeal of films.

After all, films are no rarity in film festivals, but Li Wei is a unicorn-like presence.

Opportunity!

A flash of inspiration struck Saterian, holding his breath, grasping his thoughts, his mind surged with passion, his eyes flashing with a decisive brilliance.