Fans, girls, reporters... one after another, after landing at Honolulu Airport, there was no breathing space at all. In every aspect, people can deeply feel the passion and madness of the Pro Bowl; at the same time, it also makes people deeply feel To the high degree of professionalism and commercialization of the NFL.
A series of dazzling interviews rushed towards him, and Lu Ke was a little overwhelmed.
However, Lu Ke was unable to identify the specific reason in detail. Is it due to the punishment after the failure of "Special Mission: The Glory of the National League Champions"-"a 30% decrease in the paparazzi resentment skill index during the offseason"? Or is it because the chaos just after the plane landed filled the brain?
The whole feeling is very strange. The thoughts in my brain seem to be blocked, just like a traffic jam during rush hour. The conditioned reflexes of rebuttal and resentment are slowed down. I always take a moment to think about the question just now. The answer is rather clever. This feeling of being tied down is really tiring.
Fortunately, the Pro Bowl was about to be held, the party and celebration atmosphere was already intense, and the reporters' questions were not too difficult, so Lu Ke survived.
"Good luck!"
The reporter's voice came over, and Lu Ke let out a breath, and it was finally over, but before he could take a step to leave, a voice shouted again, "Wait, the last question."
"Lu Ke, in the conference finals, was Kyle Williams' dropped ball in the end zone the turning point in the team's defeat? Or was it Pares Harrellson's missed tackle? Is it the direct reason that caused the team to lose?”
The questioner is Harry Wayans, the haunting Harry Wayans.
It is worth mentioning that Harry did not mention Akens' missed free kick, nor did he mention Aldon's defensive error at the last moment, but only mentioned Williams and Parez. The former was a wide receiver who became a substitute in the second half of the season, and his fatal mistakes at critical moments ruined the team's countless efforts; the latter has always had a poor relationship with Lu Ke, and there are more or less rumors inside and outside the team.
Lu Ke couldn't keep up with his brain speed now. His resentful words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say them out. He couldn't swallow this feeling of suffocation and couldn't spit it out. His first thought was to raise his middle finger and say cruelly. He retorted fiercely, but his remaining sense told him that this would not solve the problem, but would continue to fan the flames.
"Reporter, according to you, victory will be enjoyed by one player, and failure will be borne by one player?" Lu Ke kept smiling, but the sarcasm and joking in his expression was not concealed at all, " We are a unit and the victory is the result of our joint efforts, and the failure is not the fault of a specific player, we lost to a better team, that's all."
The scene after that defeat came to mind again.
Williams's lost figure on his knees, Logan crying helplessly, Justin heartbroken and heartbroken, Willis's helpless apology with a bitter look on his face, Akens's unwillingness to show off... There is also the red ocean that is getting more and more turbulent and boiling. Everything is so lifelike, but also so bitter and sour.
Even Pares is no exception.
After the game, Lu Ke accidentally saw Pares hiding in the corner of the stands. He secretly wiped his tears and stared at the New York Giants celebrating their victory wantonly, reluctant to leave. That anger and unwillingness don't lie.
Lu Ke and Pares have never been friends, and can even be said to be irreconcilable enemies. But standing in the team, they are partners fighting side by side. For the Super Bowl, for dreams, for self-worth, and... for victory, they tried their best without any reservation, but they ended sadly before the finish line. It was hard for them to accept.
Now, in Harry's words, their hard work and struggle have turned into a gimmick to create news.
How cheap and ridiculous.
Straightening his back, Lu Ke responded in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, with a look of contempt and ridicule in his eyes. These reporters will never understand the true meaning of competitive sports. In addition to victory, the friendship of fighting side by side is also irreplaceable. , but for them, it is just a series of benefits after all.
But Harry obviously would not give up. Even in the face of Lu Ke's gaze, he still pursued the question, "What do you mean, you won't blame Williams and Harrelson for ruining the team's entire season?" s hard work."
In an instant, the foul language was on his lips.
All the arguments and logic, all the rationality and thoughts, were all turned into a ball of paste. They were simply given conditioned reflexes and beast-like instinctive reactions. Lu Ke could clearly feel the failure of the special mission. Punishment is now in play. This feeling was really bad and he didn't like it.
"No, I can't." There was no clever retort or unnecessary explanation. Lu Ke just answered simply and neatly. Since we are tied up, it is better to be simple and clear.
Afterwards, Lu Ke raised his feet and was about to leave, but Harry's words persisted again, following him like a shadow, lingering, "Have you never thought about it, if Kyle Williams didn't drop the ball that time?" …”
This time, Harry could not finish his sentence because Lu Ke raised his right hand high, raised a finger, and responded directly, like a loud slap in the face, abruptly cutting off all subsequent words.
At the same time, without any pause, he dragged his suitcase, greeted Watt, and left the interview site with his head high and followed the other players, but his raised right hand never put it down, standing upright like a green pine.
That's a middle finger.
Standing there, Harry's face looked uncertain. He couldn't believe that Lu Ke responded so simply and rudely.
Turning his head, Harry could see the gloating gazes of his colleagues, like arrows, projected from all directions and piercing the surface of his skin.
…
"Ignore those guys." Watt tried to comfort Lu Ke, but his words were too clumsy and he couldn't find the right words, so he could only say this dryly.
Lu Ke put away his right hand, looked at Watt, and showed a brisk smile, "Did you know? A friend told me that reporters are actually like crows, croaking endlessly. If you ignore them, They will become more excited and unable to stop; the best way to deal with it is to choose to ignore it.”
Watt frowned slightly and looked up and down Lu Ke's expression. He was not sure whether Lu Ke was joking or serious. He didn't know how to react for a moment. He honestly held his breath and didn't dare to say nonsense easily; Then you can see the smile blooming in Lu Ke's eyes little by little. It took him a moment to react, and he laughed dumbly.
"I remember, you are from the journalism department, right?" Watt relaxed at this time and asked with a smile.
Watt is indeed an honest man, even his nonsense jokes are taken seriously.
Lu Ke nodded happily and said seriously, "Yes. Those words just now were actually said by our professor."
Watt suddenly understood and nodded to show his understanding, which made Lu Ke's smile grow brighter.
"Welcome! Welcome! JJ-Watt, Lu Ke! Welcome!"
While they were talking, enthusiastic shouts rang out from directly in front of Lu Ke and Watt. They both raised their heads, and then they could see a dark-skinned man. He was not tall and thin, but under a short-sleeved shirt. Outside, you can see a large number of tattoo totems, which look bold and cheerful, and they proactively come forward.
The man stretched out his hands and made a handshake gesture, "I am Kai-Tie, a staff member of the NFL's Hawaii office. I will be responsible for receiving you today." The introduction in a few words already made him familiar. , after the handshake is completed, follow his gestures, and then you can see a bus with NFL written on it waiting next to the stop sign.
"There are a total of twelve players on the flight from San Francisco, right? You have arrived now, so all the players on our bus have arrived." Kai Tiwei spoke at a very fast pace, with almost no words Leave no room for intrusion and speak incessantly.
While speaking, Kai Tiwei had already helped Lu Ke and Watt put their luggage in the luggage compartment under the bus, and then guided the two of them toward the front door.
“Each team has sent your travel information to the league and arranged pick-up services as much as possible. The people of Hawaii sincerely say, welcome to Honolulu! Everyone is looking forward to this Pro Bowl. "
With a simple explanation, all doubts were answered in an instant: why did the fans wait at the door early, why did the Hawaiian girls have a welcome ceremony, and why did the airport have a team dedicated to pick them up? Why do reporters know their private itineraries?
Obviously, the Pro Bowl is also an important cooperation project for Hawaii, and they must do their best to cooperate with the league. It can also be seen from the side that the entire business operation model of the NFL has matured. After the division of labor and cooperation, all aspects can be fully taken care of.
"This time there are three flights, a total of thirty-two players, and you are the last two. We can go to Waikiki Beach now, and then you can move around freely." Kai Tiwei said cheerfully, "If If you like, you can go surfing or sunbathe on the beach; of course, if you want to train, we have also arranged special vehicles to travel between the training ground and the hotel."
After a skilled introduction, Lu Ke and Watt followed Kai Tiwei onto the bus.
The players of the San Francisco 49ers and Houston Texans hadn't even sat down yet, and they were joking around. The scene was extremely lively and chaotic, but suddenly a cold atmosphere spread, and all the sounds gradually disappeared with incomparable clarity. Then the entire bus fell into silence, and everyone's eyes began to scan back and forth over the two figures.
Cam Newton and Lu Ke.
