Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 927 - 926 Everything is perfect

Chapter 927: 926 Everything is perfect

“Roar, roar, roar, the Giants are the champions!”

“Chieftain! Chieftain! Chieftain!”

The studio was in chaos, the audience pumped their fists vigorously, waves of enthusiasm surged, once again demonstrating the irresistible allure of football.

Li Wei arched his brow slightly, exuding confidence.

“At a party last night, someone asked me, ‘Hey buddy, what’s your motivation to come back to the Super Bowl next year?'”

“Of course, I could say a three-peat, but apparently, in their mind, a three-peat might lack a bit of appeal…”

Ha ha ha, laughter broke out again, but Li Wei’s words didn’t falter.

“So, I told them a story.”

“Not too long ago, I visited Boston and stopped by a veterans’ hospital. There was this veteran, Joe O’Malley—oh, dear Old Joe—who warmly shook my hand and asked me, ‘Do you know what Brady and a circus have in common?'”

Laughter, starting to bubble uncontrollably. Clearly, Li Wei was setting Brady up as the target this time.

Li Wei shrugged lightly. “I had no clue.”

“Oh, Joe, dear Old Joe, with the most sincere eyes said, ‘They both have three more rings than you.'”

Instantly, the crowd got it, and they couldn’t stop laughing anymore: was this equating Brady with a clown?

Li Wei spread his hands.

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“Alright, looks like I have an undeniable reason to return to the Super Bowl.”

“So, where’s the Super Bowl next year?”

“God bless, please tell me it’s not Kansas City. That horrendous weather during the conference finals was a disaster. I’ve really had enough.”

“Oh no, slip of the tongue.”

“Kansas City, I love you.”

Smooth and seamless, almost in the blink of an eye, Li Wei delivered a miraculous Sichuan Opera face-changing act, changing his stance three times in just one sentence.

Finally, he directed a flattering smile at the camera, even raising both hands to form heart shapes with his fingers, embodying total showmanship.

The studio erupted entirely.

Marvelous, absolutely marvelous, even Taylor Swift couldn’t hold back and left the standby room, heading toward the studio—

She never expected that the opening monologue on “Saturday Night Live” could be this entertaining!

Then, Swift witnessed an astonishing scene.

Layer upon layer, throngs of people packed everywhere, spilling over. The entire studio was crammed completely to capacity, incredibly crowded.

Even “Saturday Night Live” crew members who weren’t preoccupied gathered at the front to watch the live performance.

The bustling crowd focused their eyes entirely on Li Wei, as though an invisible spotlight enveloped him; yet Li Wei remained perfectly composed and unaffected.

It was almost unbelievable that the calm and collected Li Wei backstage was real.

“When Travis Kelce, my teammate, heard I was heading to New York for ‘Saturday Night Live,’ he got a bit excited.”

“Rookie, will you get to meet Beyoncé? Charlize Theron? Ana de Armas?”

“No, Travis, I wasn’t planning to visit Madame Tussauds.”

Ha ha ha!

The first part seemed like it was going to roast Kelce, but with a sharp twist in the second, it started poking fun at Hollywood instead. This unexpected humor set the crowd ablaze.

“Well, at the very least, can you find out who wins in ‘Game of Thrones’?”

Of course—

The crowd went wild, shrieking and cheering.

This year, the most buzzed-about event in the entertainment world was undoubtedly the conclusion of the decade-long “Game of Thrones.” Everyone was talking about it, with no exceptions.

But no one expected it to make an appearance in Li Wei’s opening monologue!

Wait, wasn’t Li Wei a football player?

Li Wei nodded slightly.

“Yes, we’re football players—we’re a bunch of muscleheads who only know how to tackle each other; but yes, we also watch ‘Game of Thrones.'”

“At least I know there’s a silly girl who talks to dragons in it.”

The moment exploded with laughter.

Unbelievable, Li Wei had mercilessly roasted “Game of Thrones”—or more accurately, this cultural phenomenon—right on stage.

Perhaps, many people hadn’t even seen the show but merely pretended to like it to stay trendy.

Including football players.

This effortless jab managed to mock “Game of Thrones,” football players, and of course, himself.

How could the atmosphere not be wild?

Li Wei shrugged casually.

“Travis just wants to know who ultimately wins the Game of Thrones.”

“But…”

Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar.

The entire audience egged him on. When this episode aired live, the final season of “Game of Thrones” had just premiered, and speculation about its ending dominated everywhere—not just Kelce, everyone wanted to know how the series concluded.

“But I have no idea who Jon Snow really is, even though my computer desktop has the leaked script sitting right there.”

Laughter continued—

This was Li Wei’s subtle nod to the hacking incident where HBO’s “Game of Thrones” final season script was leaked. Hackers had attempted to extort HBO, but when HBO refused, the script was published online.

“So I’m guessing, it’s probably not Jon Snow who wins the ‘game,’ right? Because it’s HBO—they never let the good guys save the world. Just like this year’s Super Bowl, the big bad villain defied expectations.”

This time, not just laughter—applause and whistles surged all around, filling the room with excitement.

“Unfortunately, Jon Snow won’t be appearing live tonight, and HBO’s forbidding me from discussing ‘Game of Thrones’ anywhere, but…”

Li Wei was about to charge ahead but got interrupted by laughter again.

Li Wei spread his hands and smiled generously.

“Alright, I know I nailed it. I have a hunch the show will invite me back next year—I bet the ratings will be great…”

Ha ha ha ha, talk about shameless self-promotion!

Yet, it was impossible to dislike!

The studio couldn’t have adored it more, and even Swift was beaming.

Li Wei took a deep breath and rubbed his hands together.

“So, you can look forward to tonight’s show. I promise I’ll disappoint you—the guy only has a solid three-minute opening act.”

Coming out of left field, Li Wei caught everyone off guard.

“But tonight, there’s also Taylor Swift—you wouldn’t want to miss her performance. Now, let tonight’s live show begin!”

Cheers! Applause! Screams!

It was a total frenzy, the room brimming with excitement!

And more than that, audience members from all over the studio started standing up one by one, whistling and giving standing ovations, showering Li Wei with praise.

Madness, absolute madness!

Even the most devoted fans who were already looking forward to tonight’s live broadcast didn’t anticipate things to surpass expectations by this far.

Li Wei’s nimble, effortlessly witty opening monologue kept the energy buzzing throughout, mixing humor and self-deprecation just right.

It was flawless.

Forget just being a football player—even Hollywood’s finest talents would struggle to envision a debut like this on “Saturday Night Live.” Without a doubt, Li Wei utterly owned the night.