bookpower Chapter 433
Chapter 433
Chapter 433: 432 Young Role Models Chapter 433: 432 Young Role Models “Taylor, Taylor Rapp.”
Li Wei looked at the right hand laid out before him, wide and solid, yet mildly trembling.
Despite exerting all his strength to suppress it, he still couldn’t quite still the slight tremors, where emotions of excitement and nervousness bubbled in his blood.
Li Wei also extended his right hand, solemnly clasping the other’s hand, squeezing firmly, transmitting a solid and steady strength, quickly you could see the excitement twinkling in the eyes of the boy in front of him.
So thrilled and elated was the boy that he was completely immersed in the moment before him, even feeling the temperature of Li Wei’s skin and the strength of his palm, he still couldn’t believe it was real, his expression somewhat vacant:
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
“Taylor!” The girl beside pulled on her boyfriend’s arm.
...
Taylor let go of the hand in a fluster and anxiously looked at his palm, as if in the brief contact it had started to sweat again.
He scratched his head embarrassingly and introduced, “Oh, this is Danny Johnson.”
Compared to the boy, Danny was slightly more composed, “Really nice to meet you.
You have no idea, during the divisional game two weeks ago, Taylor spent the whole time with his hands clasped in silent prayer.”
“Oh God, I think he might have been even more nervous than you guys on the field.”
“And in the end...”
At this point, Danny couldn’t contain her glee, almost unable to straighten up from laughter, while Taylor stood beside, somewhat embarrassed, scratching his head.
Li Wei stood aside with a head full of question marks.
Noticing this, Danny pulled out her phone, rapidly searched for a moment, and immediately handed the phone to Li Wei—
It was a video.
In the video, Taylor knelt on the ground, hands clasped together, his back to the phone camera, oblivious to the others around him, eyes glued to the television screen broadcasting the live divisional game between the Kansas City Chiefs and the New England Patriots.
It was… the Wanfu Mary moment.
On the phone screen, Li Wei hadn’t expected to relive the Wanfu Mary moment from the American League divisional game—
The moment Li Wei completed the catch, Taylor leaped up, exclaiming, “He did it, God, he did it!”
As he shouted, Taylor then collapsed back to the ground, his head buried between his hands, crying uncontrollably, muttering “can’t believe it, can’t believe it,” his sobs filled with genuine emotion, his shoulders and back trembling slightly from the intensity of his excitement.
However, with Li Wei’s meteoric rise, all Asian players in the NCAA were filled with hope and vigor.
This was something Li Wei hadn’t anticipated—
His steps not only made history but also forged a new world, pioneering the wilderness with every footprint, becoming an idol and a role model for the youth.
One season in the NCAA, one in the NFL, Li Wei, carrying numerous records, miracles, and legends, reached the pinnacle and illuminated a wasteland.
Perhaps, they were heading towards an entirely different future.
“I want to tackle you on the field and see,” Taylor said with the enthusiasm and vigor of youth, eagerly rubbing his hands together.
The smile on Li Wei’s face blossomed fully, “That might be a little difficult.
However, I’m ready and welcome any challenge at any time.”
Then.
Li Wei extended his right hand, introducing himself with all seriousness, “Li Wei.”
Though they had just shaken hands, this time it meant something different; it wasn’t as spectators and players or fans and idols, but as players facing each other, as future opponents.
Taylor’s excitement was palpable, his irrepressible joy.
He, too, squared his shoulders, stood tall and proud, swallowing the words that were at the tip of his tongue and promptly changing his approach, “Chi Youjun.”
He grasped Li Wei’s right hand firmly; even the slight trembling of his wrist and forearm conveyed the tempestuous emotions that he couldn’t calm within himself.
Li Wei was slightly surprised because he knew the name was of Chinese descent right away.
Asian players were scarce on the football field, and Chinese players were even rarer.
Now, Li Wei looked forward to the possibility of meeting Chi Youjun on the field in the future—
Sincerely, Li Wei hoped to see more and more Chinese and Asian players in the NFL, where they could have fair and honorable matches and clashes.
“Then, I look forward to seeing you at next year’s draft.”
Having said that, Li Wei didn’t stay any longer.
He turned to leave nonchalantly but ended up seeing the eager gazes of a bustling crowd behind him, looking expectantly at Li Wei.
Only then did he realize that he had been surrounded.
In less than three minutes, when Li Wei had left the taxi, everyone’s attention was on the mural, and no one had noticed him; but with just a turn, the tall, strong-bodied Li Wei effortlessly attracted all eyes and found himself in a tight spot.
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