Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 507

Chapter 507: 506 victory party Chapter 507: 506 victory party One scene followed another.

The lights were dazzling, almost surreal, and the hazy lighting made people slightly dazed, unable to decipher whether they had accidentally stumbled into the Rabbit Hole or if characters from the movie screen had broken the fourth wall to enter reality.

The whole world spun around.

Even in the football world, they had only just topped the Super Bowl as the new elite, hardly yet superstars; stepping into such a party now, where characters from films and TV stood before them, their lack of experience and palpable nervousness couldn’t be concealed.

Involuntarily, Kelsey turned to Curry, “Stephen?”

Perhaps Curry was the exception.

After all, having been a two-time NBA champion decorated with numerous honors, he was undoubtedly the man of the hour, surely more accustomed to such occasions than they were.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

...

All eyes converged upon them.

In that instant, Curry could feel the heavy weight on his shoulders as he straightened his back and said with an air of nonchalance,

“There’s no need to make a fuss, Scarlett Johansson is a regular person too—two eyes, a nose, a mouth.

You all saw it yourselves, or else Kevin wouldn’t have wanted to drink her bathwater.”

Kevin Durant, good fortune arrived while he was serenely at home.

Kelsey and Mahomes both burst into laughter.

Li Wei, however, could sense Curry’s intense effort to appear calm despite the underlying tension, bumping Curry’s shoulder lightly, “In that case, aren’t you planning to get a glass of Scarlett Johansson’s bathwater for your teammate?

If bathwater is not an option, a napkin with her lipstick mark might work.”

Curry: ???

Li Wei, don’t set me up!

Startled, Curry’s secret anxieties were immediately apparent in his eyes.

Li Wei’s eyes brimmed with laughter, his nervousness easing slightly—

Indeed, Curry’s words were true; they were all ordinary people, just in different fields and professions.

The actors and singers fascinated them, and no doubt, they were just as fascinating to the actors and singers.

It went both ways.

Even though Curry had experienced the fantasy world inside the Rabbit Hole, his inexperience inadvertently revealed itself; seeing no one else daring to make the first move, it was instead the oblivious Li Wei who was more bold.

“Hey, girl.”

People continuously passed by in front of him, and Li Wei, seeing a girl with a friendly face, urgently called out and flashed a big smile.

“Excuse me, do you know where the host of the party is?

Have you seen him around?”

Ariana Grande saw a friend greeting her from afar and heard a voice cutting through the deafening music to her ear, pausing in surprise and turning to look.

Then.

Grande couldn’t help but look up, look up, and look up further, her eyes revealing a touch of surprise and astonishment as she blurted out,

“You, are so tall.”

Li Wei: ???

Snicker.

The three people beside him couldn’t help but laugh, watching as Li Wei employed his charm in an attempt to rescue them from the figurative fire, yet he hit a proverbial wall.

Li Wei wasn’t annoyed, because from the girl’s perspective, it was the truth—

The girl was about 5.15 feet (157 cm) tall, standing in front of him and needing to tip-toe and tilt back her head just to ease the strain on her neck; moreover, they were standing on the entry steps, while the girl was down below, further exaggerating the height difference, like looking up at a skyscraper.

Resigned, the smile at the corner of Li Wei’s mouth couldn’t help but lift gently upwards.

“You’re pretty tall too.”

Grande, “Ah?”

That palm-sized cheek showed a trace of confusion, completely befuddled by the situation.

Li Wei’s smile reached his eyes, “Ponytail.”

Grande was startled, then it dawned on her, and she couldn’t control her joyful laughter anymore, “Haha, I can’t deny it, this has become my signature.”

“Just like Michael Jackson’s white socks?” Li Wei asked.

Grande’s eyes lit up, joy and excitement visible even in the dim light, “I like you.”

Li Wei blinked.

Grande laughed merrily.

Li Wei spread his hands, “Sorry, I’m still not used to American culture.

So should I reply with ‘I love you’?”

Moreover, Li Wei deliberately said this in faltering English.

Grande’s smile grew even brighter, “Thank you, you can just say ‘thank you’, because ‘like’ does not necessarily mean a serious confession of true feelings.”

Li Wei maintained his shrugged pose, displaying a helpless smile as if to say: See, I told you, your culture is hard to understand.

No words were needed, letting Grande’s smile bloom unabashedly, “I think you won’t need Justin’s help to fit in at the party.”

The implication was, despite claiming not to understand American culture, his effortless humor was completely natural, and Li Wei could easily blend into the party.

Li Wei blinked, “See, here’s the problem, I don’t know anyone at the party, I need Justin, the host, to introduce me around.”

“Obviously, you don’t know me, right?”

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Grande looked Li Wei up and down again without speaking, but Li Wei caught on, walked down the stairs, sat directly on the back of a couch in front, and casually crossed his legs, looking utterly relaxed.

Silently, Li Wei and Grande’s gazes met at the same level.

Grande smiled sweetly, seemingly not expecting Li Wei to handle it this way, “No worries, I hardly know anyone at this party either.”

Leaning forward, close to Li Wei, her warm breath wafting towards him, “Let me tell you a secret, I also don’t know what I’m doing here.”

With that, she blinked lightly.

Then creating some distance, Grande stretched out her right hand graciously, “Ariana Grande.”

Li Wei also extended his right hand, seriously shaking her hand in a polite manner, “Li Wei.”

Grande tilted her head, “Very nice to meet you, Mr.

Li.”

Oh?

Wait a minute!

Mr.

Li?

Apparently, Grande was not completely unaware of who Li Wei was; otherwise, how would she have known his surname right away?

But before Li Wei could say anything, Grande had already moved away, looking over Li Wei’s shoulder, “Look, tonight’s party king has arrived.”

Li Wei turned his head and saw Timberlake making an entrance in a silver suit, the intermittent lights making his suit exceptionally eye-catching, even shimmering cascading lights reflecting from it like a silver eel, undoubtedly the evening’s brightest spectacle.

By the time Li Wei turned back, Grande had left only a back view as she drifted away.

“Li Wei!”

“Oh, God, this is fantastic, Stephen, Travis, Patrick, you guys are here too, come, come, come, join us fast.”

Timberlake, a seasoned player in the entertainment industry for over twenty years, didn’t miss a beat, immediately shouting out everyone’s names accurately, including Mahomes, with arms wide open in a warm welcome.

“Tonight, we’ve been waiting for you guys.”

“Ha, you guys are the stars tonight, we are all here using the Kansas City Chiefs as an excuse to party, and now that the stars have arrived, how about everyone takes a shot to warm up the party?”

“Shot”, not a bullet, but a hard drink.

Timberlake gestured with his right hand, and a waiter appeared gracefully with a tray of tequila.

Li Wei looked towards Timberlake, opening his mouth, “I didn’t expect to be ambushed here so early.”

Otherwise, how could the waiter be so coordinated?

Timberlake’s face was calm, “The story of Justin Houston’s party has already spread across Minneapolis.”

So, indeed, it was all planned in advance.