"Professor ahhhhh!"
"He’s stronger than I imagined. He looks delicate, like a scholar, but when you get close, did you feel his aura?"
"Completely different from what you see on the live stream..."
"He’s really friendly, no airs at all, the legends are true."
"It’s all an act; there are so many caras here. Even if he’s not friendly, he has to act like he is."
"Then what’s with Hertz? That can’t just be an act, right?"
"Too young, too naive. Hertz was also a staged act, okay?"
"Lamb! Lamb! You talked to the professor, how did it feel?"
"I don’t know about you guys, but I felt the professor’s aura was really comfortable."
"You’ll probably change your opinion on the field, hahaha."
Chattering, bustling noise.
Excitent that just won’t stop.
Roger Goodell stood with his hands behind his back, quietly observing the scene in front of him, his eyes occasionally showing a hint of admiration and satisfaction.
Inviting Li Wei to this year’s Rookie Training Camp was Goodell’s idea—
Undoubtedly, Li Wei is now the face of the League.
Externally, Li Wei’s consecutive years as Regular Season MVP, consecutive three years as Super Bowl MVP, decidedly the League’s First Man, continuously altering public perception of Football with his exceptional performance, becoming a global ambassador for the sport, with an ever-increasing breakout index.
Internally, in rely three years since entering the League, Li Wei has won the Super Bowl in each, even including a perfect season, and while still under his rookie contract, has entered the GOAT discussion, serving as a role model and idol for young rookies, a goal that everyone aspires to reach.
In Goodell’s view, Li Wei is the best motivation for young rookies, his presence for the younger generation is undoubtedly influential, everyone desires to defeat Li Wei, everyone wants to beco Li Wei, everyone wants to follow in Li Wei’s footsteps, to achieve fa and stand at the top of the world at a young age.
Whether positive feedback or negative response, Li Wei’s appearance can spark heated discussion and ignite a storm.
Indeed!
Goodell’s judgnt was correct, the entire Lucas Oil Stadium was boiling just because of Li Wei, descending into chaos.
Hertz was a small surprise, but it seems this surprise brought even more sparks, all rookies beca restless.
Li Wei approached, Goodell gently raised his chin, beaming, and signaled to the raucousness behind, "You light the fire and run away, so did the prince find Cinderella tonight, abandoning all the other girls?"
The light tease made Li Wei’s smile widen even more, "The implication in your words, is that you’re encouraging spreading kindness to all?"
Goodell froze for a mont, didn’t have ti to react when Veach and others already started chuckling, leaving Goodell showing a helpless smile, laughing out loud silently, "But at least, shouldn’t you give so focus to your Crimson Tide Storm successor?"
Li Wei paused, telling the truth, he specifically greeted Hertz because they once fought side by side at Crimson Tide Storm, but as for the current Crimson Tide Storm’s developnt, he’s rely watching quietly—
After all, he only played at Crimson Tide Storm for a year, and as an amateur outsider, he didn’t contribute much, nor does he have the right to dictate things.
Moreover, he believes Saban wouldn’t like others pointing fingers at his team.
Now hearing Goodell’s words, he turned around and looked over, quickly scanned the scene, and then he spotted that figure—
A noticeable presence in another way.
In a pile of tall and strong Giants, that six-foot (185cm) tall boy seed like he wandered onto the wrong set, with his silly curly hair, shy and reserved smile, and healthy bronze skin, he looked more like a running back or wide receiver.
But what really made him stand out was his aura, that unique honest charm of a Hawaiian native, making him easily noticeable in a crowd.
At this mont, he was intently watching Li Wei’s every move, but when Li Wei looked over, he instinctively looked up at the sky, even his attempts to disguise his gestures seed so simple and clumsy.
Li Wei laughed silently, gestured to the side, "Give a football."
The staff, not knowing the reason, instinctively tossed a football to Li Wei.
Li Wei casually caught the football and took a couple of steps toward the crowd, visibly causing the bustling excitent to surge.
Even a few daring youngsters began to laugh and shout loudly, "Professor, here!"
Li Wei called out loudly, "This is not a wedding, and this isn’t a bouquet."
Haha, hahaha.
A burst of laughter.
Li Wei continued loudly, "Tua!"
A shout, a mont of astonishnt.
In a wave of admiration and esteem, Tua Tagovailoa conscientiously took a step forward, stood at attention, and responded robustly.
"Present!"
The next second, Li Wei briskly stepped up, and one could clearly hear the crowd gasping—
Turned, swung his arm, passed the ball.
The football carved a brown-red parabola, crossing the field, accurately and swiftly falling towards Tua Tagovailoa’s position.
Tua Tagovailoa, in a trance and dazed, took a small step forward, lightly leaping up to securely catch the football.
From afar ca Li Wei’s voice, "Nice catch!"
Roar, roar roars.
The crowd burst into a hubbub.
Tua Tagovailoa finally snapped back to reality, bathing in the swarming admiring gazes, tightly gripping the football with both hands.
Oddly, it’s just an ordinary football, but why does it feel different in weight?
Li Wei had already looked away, Goodell gave a thumbs-up, jokingly said, "Are you sure you haven’t considered switching to quarterback?"
Li Wei t the League President’s gaze and tossed the question back, "So, do you hope I play quarterback or hope I don’t?"
If Li Wei played quarterback, Goodell wouldn’t have to worry about running backs and other position players surfacing one by one disrupting his "passing as king" brand-building plans; but at the sa ti, Li Wei would lose his unique running back style, and be no different from other quarterbacks, greatly affecting his breakout index, which would then influence the league’s plan to expand its market impact.
Nonchalantly, Li Wei tossed the problem back.
Goodell scrutinized Li Wei for a mont, a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes, "I now strongly suspect that this is how you lured JJ to Kansas City."
Li Wei widened his eyes, looking aggrieved, "Slandered. JJ is just as cunning, okay? Please don’t be deceived by his honest-looking appearance."
Around them, laughter erupted, creating a lively atmosphere.
This wave of excitent followed in Li Wei’s footsteps, even as Li Wei found a seat in the stands, the surroundings remained crowded with people.
It took a while for the crowd to slowly disperse, yet one could instantly spot a figure leaning against the railing not far away—
John Mara, New York Giants owner.
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