blueteamnovel Chapter 508
Chapter 508
Chapter 508: 507 Off Script Chapter 508: 507 Off Script “...I don’t like football.”
Justin Timberlake said earnestly, looking at Li Wei, raising his hands in surrender, but there wasn’t the slightest hint of apology in his eyes.
“Sorry, even though it might be a bit rude, but the truth is, I prefer basketball.
The whole of Los Angeles knows I’m often at the Staples Center.”
Timberlake said it with a straight face, making Mahomes and Kelsey’s smiles stiffen a bit, as if they didn’t quite know how to respond.
But Li Wei wasn’t flustered—
Setting aside the fact that Timberlake was widely known for his humor and wit, it was clear from his initial greetings that he was smooth and diplomatic.
Someone like that, how could he possibly invite guests over only to give them a slap in the face?
Plus, tonight was already the Kansas City Chiefs’ moment.
Li Wei met Timberlake’s gaze with a concerned expression, “What, because of a psychological shadow?
...
Your performance tonight must have been difficult.
Congratulations on overcoming your psychological barrier, so, you can fully enjoy football from now on, congratulations, congratulations.”
Timberlake: ...
Frustrated.
In 2004, during the 38th Super Bowl halftime show, top superstar Janet Jackson—Michael Jackson’s sister—was a guest performer.
She invited Timberlake, who had recently gone solo from Super Boy, to sing a duet with her.
At the end of the performance, Timberlake suddenly reached towards Jackson’s left breast and, without warning, tore off that side of her leather bustier, leading to a restricted moment aired live nationwide.
Due to the immense influence of the Super Bowl, the incident caused a huge stir.
It even led to an official FBI investigation and became the infamous “Super Bowl Incident.”
Though Jackson and Timberlake both responded, the truth wasn’t clarified but rather got muddled further.
Some said it was Jackson’s self-promotion stunt, others said it was a pre-rehearsed performance agreed upon by Jackson and Timberlake, some claimed it was a pure accident, and some believed it was a small prank by Timberlake that turned into a serious incident.
Etcetera, etcetera.
However, the outcome was all too clear: Janet Jackson faced several low-key years of unofficial sanction, with her career never recovering; Timberlake, on the other hand, sailed through smoothly.
Despite missing the Grammys a month later, he still took home awards, and his career flourished.
Moreover, all live television broadcasts in the United States were required to have a delay, at least thirty seconds to a minute, to give networks time to deal with unexpected incidents.
Timberlake patted Li Wei on the shoulder, “According to the plan, I was supposed to say I don’t like football, then pause a bit to create suspense, making the atmosphere awkward, and then say, but you made me like football, and then you guys could start clapping and whistling.
You didn’t stick to the script.”
Li Wei looked innocent, “Sorry, I didn’t read the script in advance.
Indeed, I’m not cut out for Wuju Merchant’s offense.”
Laughter, thunderous laughter.
Even Timberlake had to give Li Wei a thumbs up.
The party was still noisy and rowdy, everyone immersed in their own little world, but those not yet unconscious from alcohol could feel that Timberlake and a group of Kansas City Chiefs were having a great time talking.
That corner was undoubtedly the absolute center of the party.
It was precisely because of this that when Li Wei and the others dispersed, other guests approached one after another, greeting him in an endless stream.
“Knock knock, please give me a glass of soda water.”
Finally, Li Wei found an excuse to extricate himself and take a breather.
He approached the bar and shouted loudly at the bartender, feeling as if his throat was on fire.
The area around the bar was already somewhat crowded.
To his left, there was a figure who seemed to be waiting patiently for the bartender’s attention.
Hearing Li Wei’s request, the corners of their mouth curled into a smile.
“Soda water?
You don’t look like the good kid type at all.”
Li Wei turned his head and saw a pair of bright eyes.
Even in a loose white T-shirt, the impressive curves were unmistakable, and the dark brown hair hung lazily down, casually exuding a sensuality like that of a wild kitten, easily capturing anyone’s gaze.
Li Wei responded with a smile, “It seems that my efforts to craft a bad boy image have been successful.”
Ha.
The woman laughed heartily, “What, are you planning to play the role of the Big Bad Wolf who scares children to tears?”
Li Wei spread his hands, “Hey, that’s certainly better than Little Red Riding Hood who innocently tempts others into sin, right?”
“Haha.” The woman laughed openly, “So, does the Big Bad Wolf drinking soda water not worry about being seen by others?”
“Shush.
Please, keep it a secret.” Li Wei went with the flow, “Now, you have a little dirt on me, I believe we should be able to peacefully coexist from now on.”