Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 285 Keep up the good work
Bell feels that the locker room is full of undercurrents and infighting, and he feels that it has nothing to do with him. He has no say anyway, and Brown and Roethlisberger will not really listen to his opinions. They also look down on running backs.

His eyes searched the crowd and soon locked onto the figure. He raised his head, puffed out his chest, and without hesitation, Bell walked over.

Levi.

Roethlisberger and Brown are two idiots who blame each other and think that the other side should be blamed for the loss of the game, but Bell has a different idea:
In fact, they lost to a man today, Levi.

Of course, Reid's tactical layout did strangle the lifeline of the Pittsburgh Steelers and caught Tomlin off guard, but the real key was Levi, who completely defeated the Pittsburgh Steelers' defense in the last two waves of offense.

Does Bell like Levi?
The answer is no. Levi defeated the Steelers and also disrupted Bell's plan to prove himself. If the Pittsburgh Steelers fail to make the playoffs this year, Bell may face more obstacles in applying for a big contract.

But he doesn't need to like Levi -

Competition is a good thing.

Not only can it demonstrate the collective strength of the running backs and gradually reverse the bias in the league; but...if he can beat Levi fairly and surpass him with his performance on the field and running back statistics, it will also further prove his strength and value.

This will also help him win a big contract.

So, he wanted to meet Levi, the guy who suddenly appeared and disrupted the market.

Obviously, Bell is not the only one who has such a unique insight.

TJ Watt has taken the lead and just exchanged jerseys with Levi. The two rookies who entered the league this year seem to sympathize with each other.

"God, who told me that football players don't like to exchange jerseys." Levi was full of regret -

Now, I can’t even keep the jersey from this game.

Watt didn't understand the context behind Levi's words. He smiled and said, "JJ reminded me that he also wants one of your jerseys."

"But I'm not going to give it to him. If he wants, he can exchange it with you next time. Believe me, he has already started sharpening his knife."

Levi calmly pressed his palm down gently, "Slow down, slow down, I'm here, I'm not ready to leave, I'm here waiting for you anytime."

The confidence and composure that came naturally to him made young Watt's eyes sparkle with high morale:

Today, he failed to hold on in the last defensive play, but he can't wait for the next meeting.

Watt was about to speak when he found Bell appeared beside him, interrupting their conversation.

Watt and Levi both looked at Bell.

Levi pointed at Watt with an innocent look on his face. "The jersey has been taken away by him. Wait, are you JJ or TJ? Anyway, it's with Watt."

Watt did not feel offended, but laughed out loud, "Haha, believe me, no matter whether it is TJ or JJ, the next meeting will be your nightmare."

The two people in front of him were telling jokes, but Bell didn't laugh.

Bell stared at Levi expressionlessly, just standing there letting time pass. It seemed that he was about to punch Levi in ​​the nose in the next second. He finally spoke, "Levian Bell."

Watt: ??? Introducing yourself so suddenly without any context?
Levi seemed very calm, "Levi."

Sparks flew as they went back and forth, and the tension in the air was palpable.

Bell appreciated Levi's response, a small smile on his face, "You'd better remember that name, because I already remember you, good job."

It seems that the rumor that Levi can't remember the players' names has slowly spread.

After saying that, Bell turned around and left without stopping. Just like that... turned around... and left...

Because it was so sudden, even Watt was confused. He looked at Levi and spread his hands innocently, "To be honest, I'm not familiar with him."

From fans to players to opponents, all eyes were on Levi, and the post-match press conference was no exception, Levi was still the darling.

When Levi appeared, reporters were still crouching forward - putting their mobile phones or recorders on the stage, so that even if they couldn't ask questions, they could still record Levi's response and wait to express it freely when they returned.

The entire desktop was completely filled with stuff, like a small hill.

Just then, a person put down his phone in front of Levi, and their eyes accidentally collided with each other. Levi smiled widely:

"Thanks for the Halloween presents."

The reporter's movements froze noticeably, and he was about to leave when he froze in place. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should explain the situation to prevent Levi and others from actually taking his phone away as a gift.

This scene made the entire press conference room burst into laughter.

However, the relaxation was only short-lived. As the waiting time for questions to begin, the whole place was filled with the sound of swords and sabers.

"Levi, some people think that you were distracted after signing the Nike endorsement contract. In this game, your performance did fluctuate a bit, and it wasn't until the last moment that you had an outburst. So were you distracted?"

The opening is an attack.

Levi seemed very calm, and even smiled softly, "Although I can't tell whether this is raising expectations for me or belittling the Pittsburgh Steelers' defense, but no matter what, thank you?"

With just a joke, he easily neutralized the reporter's attack.

"As for distraction?"

"Indeed, I was distracted for three seconds when I saw the string of numbers on the check. Please forgive me for being too young and not having seen much of the world. I have never seen a check that big, so have you seen it?"

After saying that, Levi widened his eyes, looked over with an innocent and frank expression, and actually threw the question back.

The reporter: ...

There was a rustling sound and one could clearly detect a commotion in the press conference room. Many reporters were trying to hold back their laughter. They were filled with envy, surprise and amusement, and for a moment they couldn't figure out how to react accurately.

But soon someone stepped forward to help.

"Levi, before this game, JuJu Smith-Schuster once provoked you. He is a wide receiver for the Pittsburgh Steelers and played for the University of Southern California last year. He thinks you are a pretty face. So, do you have any response now?"

"Thanks for the compliment, but I'm not interested."

One question and one answer.

Li Wei's calm face and concise and generous answer made the press conference room stunned. It took a beat for the reporters to react to what was going on:

Is Levi hinting at Zhu Zhu to confess his love but he politely refuses?
Indeed, who cares about the appearance of professional players?

Except for the sponsors.

Originally, Zhu Zhu wanted to complain that Levi relied entirely on his looks, and those female fans were screaming for Levi like a group of lunatics; he never expected that Levi's words would make him fall into his own trap.

Zhu Zhu: There is no point in making excuses.

The press conference room was filled with chuckles and whispers, and the atmosphere suddenly became agitated. The reporter who asked the question had not expected this and was actually stuck for a moment.

The reporter was speechless!
"No, uh, I mean, what do you think of Zhu Zhu?"

Levi didn't mind, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention to his game data."

"He was targeted three times and caught the ball once, gaining three yards." A reporter immediately provided the data.

Levi raised his chin slightly, clenched his right fist, and pulled his fist hard with a sincere expression, "Come on, Zhu Zhu!"

(End of this chapter)