Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1525 Expose whereabouts
Snowflakes, one, two, three, four, five, fall slowly.

If you are indoors, with a burning fireplace and plenty of heating, and stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to admire the city view, the snowflakes flutter and dance in the hazy light, which is absolutely beautiful and romantic. It is hard not to immerse yourself in the moment of tranquility you can find in the bustling world.

However, standing outside, everything is not so romantic.

The thick snow on the roadside had not completely melted yet, and the dampness and chill in the air came at me fiercely, making my dry cheeks hurt slightly.

Mark-Cleaver raised his head slightly, and goose-feather-like snowflakes fell on his cheeks. The quaint and quiet city buildings outlined a vague outline between the night and the lights. Thick snow could be seen on the trees, street lights, and buses. Pedestrians walked in the sparsely fluttering snowflakes, like an oil painting slowly unfolding before his eyes.

I couldn't help but exclaim softly.

Ah sneeze!

The exclamation was still circling in my mouth when the cold air penetrated deep into my throat. I couldn't hold it back and couldn't hide my sneeze. My alveoli burst with crackling sounds, followed by one shudder after another. Goose bumps appeared all over my body, and before I could react, my neck had already shrunk.

cold!
In one word, it’s cold.

It was so cold that he had little mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery; but he still had to stand outside and wait for the red carpet.

As a senior reporter for the entertainment section of The New York Times, interviewing the three major European film festivals has become a regular annual task and they are already familiar with it. Tonight, another film in the main competition unit is about to premiere and they are waiting for the director, actors, producers and main creative staff to show up on the red carpet.

This wait may often take two or three hours.

Everyone is eager to go to a film festival and everyone is eager to stand under the spotlight, but only when they actually arrive at the scene do they realize that everything only looks beautiful.

Of course, things were not that bad, as in addition to the media, both sides of the red carpet were crowded with a large number of fanatical fans, who were eagerly looking forward to seeing their favorite directors or actors. Even the cold could not extinguish their enthusiasm, and the air was filled with joy and excitement.

Again, Cliff shuddered. He could no longer feel his toes, and he stomped his feet hard twice, trying to regain some feeling.

Inadvertently, he seemed to see a figure out of the corner of his eye; Cliff paused, caught a vague inspiration in his mind, and looked back again, quickly locating the figure in the surging crowd coming and going.

This is not a difficult thing -

With a tall and upright figure, his every move naturally reveals a kind of confidence and elegance, making him stand out easily even in the dark night.

Although low-key, there was a gleam in Cliff's eyes. A breath was stuck in his chest, and he completely forgot whether he was going to swallow it or spit it out. He stood there like a fool, his head full of bustling and turbulent thoughts exploding, and his internal organs were churning.

Before my mind could react, my instinct had already controlled my limbs to move forward, and I moved through the crowd, stumbling all the way to that person.

Levi!

It's really Levi! Super Bowl MVP!

Everything seemed to have happened yesterday. The Kansas City Chiefs defeated the San Francisco 49ers to complete their three-peat. Levi was crowned the third consecutive year and stood at the top of the world with a sweeping attitude.

But why is Levi here?

Levi? Berlin Film Festival?

There is absolutely no connection between the two, and no matter how hard I racked my brains I couldn't come up with any association.

Cliff's mind went blank. Even though he had been in the media industry for more than ten years and had experienced many battles, the scene before him still caught him off guard.

Levi's appearance at the Berlin Film Festival was shocking, sudden, and unexpected enough, but what was even more surprising was that Levi was alone, without bodyguards or assistants, and he did not take the official car of the film festival or a private limousine. His leisurely posture was completely like that of an ordinary tourist. Tourist?

Give me a break.

At this moment, brand sponsors across North America and around the world are all chasing Levi. Levi's busy schedule has already filled the entire February, and even the time for eating and drinking is fully arranged. How can Levi have the time to travel?

And, it’s Berlin?
Shouldn't tourists go to tropical beaches nowadays? Why are they shivering in the snow in Berlin?
Wait! Could it be... hiding from the public? Is there a team in the league trying to convince Levi to transfer? Are they planning a deal that will shock the world far away from North America?

After all, in a professional league, anything is possible and you should never make a definite conclusion.

Just thinking about it quickly made me unable to contain my excitement.

Cliff was puzzled. He rushed forward in a hurry, but stopped three steps away from Levi.

How should he greet Levi, a reporter? A fan? A movie lover?
How should he test Levi? Everyone knows how difficult Levi is to deal with reporters. Even if he is an entertainment reporter, he has heard of it. The professor's reputation has long been popular.

In just a short moment of daze, an Asian movie fan recognized Levi. His eyes were wide open with astonishment and surprise, and he looked as if he was doubting his life. Looking at Levi who was so close to him, his jaw was dislocated and his soul left his body. Not only his body, but also his head was completely frozen in the snow.

"……professor?"

Levi did not deny it. He smiled and put his index finger on his lips, "Shh."

The fan nodded in confusion, as if he had no idea what was happening. Everything that happened next was detached from reality, like a dream.

Autographs. Handshakes. Hugs. Even cordial greetings.

Levi was not at all arrogant. Although he kept a low profile, he provided warm and enthusiastic fan service and finally showed his charm to the fans.

"Please keep it a secret, thank you. And I hope you enjoy the movie today."

Then, the fan turned and left in a daze, his steps alternating between deep and shallow, as if he was in the clouds, unable to find his center of gravity. His body swayed and he was about to fall.

Fortunately, Levi was quick to lend a hand and grabbed the other person's arm, thus avoiding a tragic fall on the ground. "Be careful, the ground is slippery."

The fan nodded at Levi in ​​confusion, as if he didn't understand what was happening at all. His cheeks were hot, his eyes were blurry, and his soul seemed to have run away from home.

He ran a little distance, then couldn't bear it any longer and reacted belatedly.

"what!"

"Ahhh!"

They were screaming and jumping, and their happy looks attracted everyone's attention. They thought that the crew they had been waiting for had appeared, and they couldn't help but stretch their necks to look towards the red carpet entrance.

Levi looked at the back, feeling worried and amused, but he eventually looked away.

Just as he was about to move forward, he turned around and saw Cliff standing in front of him with his back straight as a soldier. His eyes were full of admiration and desire. He stared at Levi intently, as if he wanted to swallow Levi in ​​one bite.

(End of this chapter)