Dominate the Super Bowl

Howard was a little nervous, just a tad.

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With his eyes firmly shut, his entire face scrunched up, he looked the picture of misery, as if uttering such a simple sentence had sapped him of all his primal force.

Li Wei said, "Good."

Subconsciously, Howard’s shoulders shrank, weak and helpless.

He still vividly remembered the fear of being dominated by Li Wei in the "thirty-yard shuttle run." As a tight end, bursts of speed and sheer strength were his forte, so it was to be expected that he would lose the fifty-yard shuttle run to Li Wei, but at thirty yards, Howard thought he could compete with Li Wei.

However, fifteen battles, fifteen defeats.

The most outrageous time, Howard was even lapped by Li Wei.

Lapped!

Impossible! Howard knelt, and from then on, aside from in matches, he would walk around Li Wei.

But now, Howard needed Li Wei’s help, or else his final exams for this semester were in jeopardy!

Howard knew he was like a lamb entering a tiger’s den; after his body was crushed, his brain felt the same, an experience so daunting he shook his head at the mere thought of it; but still, he mustered the courage to stand before Li Wei, so he didn’t hear clearly.

"What?" Howard sneakily opened a sliver of his eyes to peek, but his facial nerves seemed to twitch, causing his mouth to crack open as well.

Li Wei struggled to contain his laughter, "Why do you need my help?"

Howard was taken aback, "I want to play football."

This line sounded familiar.

Li Wei couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into roaring laughter, "Hahaha."

Originally, Li Wei wondered why Howard, who hadn’t had any academic troubles in his first two years, suddenly needed extra help this time, but Howard gave a nonsensical yet hilarious answer.

Howard, puzzled, stared at Li Wei.

But a smile is a good thing, right?

Howard quickly turned and waved over, "Come, come, Li Wei has agreed."

Whoosh—a group of five moles scurried out from the corner.

Even Li Wei, prepared as he was, was startled by the number, and then he saw Jacobs trying hard to hide himself at the back of the crowd.

Jacobs hardly dared to raise his head, his usually expressionless face betraying a hint of awkwardness and embarrassment.

Looking more closely, including Jacobs, Hertz, and the others, they were all freshmen. What was going on was self-explanatory.

Transitioning from high school to college, with a brand-new world unfolding before them, they thought they could toss homework and exams into the trash, only to turn around and find them chasing after them like a tight spell, knocking on their door again without preparation, leaving the rookies disarmed and defeated.

Li Wei turned to Howard, "What are you, a junior, doing mixing with a bunch of rookies?"

"Heh heh." Howard chuckled dryly, "Age doesn’t matter when learning, right?"

Study hard and make progress every day?

As Li Wei looked at Howard’s smile, a thought flashed through his mind, "Wait, you guys aren’t asking me to tutor you in math because of some stereotype, are you?"

His expression changed in a second.

Howard trembled, "No," but his excuse caught in his throat and he couldn’t squeeze out a word.

Everyone looked at each other.

Finally, Jacobs stepped forward, "If you have such an idea, are you sure you aren’t the one bound by stereotypes and thus projecting onto others?"

The tongue twister sent Howard reeling.

Li Wei looked at Jacobs, not angrily, and slightly lifted his chin, "So, it’s not math, huh?"

Jacobs was tongue-tied, quickly dropping his gaze and mumbled, "Not entirely."

Li Wei’s eyebrows raised slightly at the surprise, pretending not to hear clearly, "What did you say?"

Jacobs quickly glanced at Li Wei, repeated, "Not entirely," and then started gazing at the sky as if he had a neck ache.

By this time, Howard had finally caught on. "Li Wei, Li Wei, it’s not just math, I mean, it’s not all about math."

"A small part indeed requires some math tutoring, but there’s also economics, United Kingdom literature, statistics..."

As Howard continued to list more subjects, Li Wei’s jaw nearly dropped. "Hold on, you guys should know I’m not a search engine or an academic website, right?"

Whoosh.

Just then, several figures lingering at the locker room entrance rushed over, and it was none other than Allen, Foster, and a few others, their faces alight with surprise as they looked toward Howard.

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"Li Wei, Li Wei, you’re our savior."

Chaos unfolded before him.

Li Wei raised his right hand, like a symphony conductor, grabbed at the void, and pulled out a rest sign. Then the noise ceased, and the world fell silent once again.

All eyes fell on Li Wei.

Li Wei, "Guys, I’m a student just like you, and in different majors, this isn’t high school."

Allen opened his mouth, looking confusedly at Howard, "Didn’t you explain clearly?"

Howard himself was also puzzled: hadn’t he explained clearly?

Allen held his forehead.

But it was Foster, with his jersey number ten, who was more composed and calm, "Of course we know that. But your coursework is so light, aside from your intelligence, you must have some techniques, we just wanted to ask you about study techniques, that’s all."

"My economics class requires me to read ten papers and then write a short paper. God, I really don’t have time to read ten papers right now."

So that was it.

Li Wei himself let out a long sigh, "Of course, no problem. There are indeed techniques to reading papers, just grasp a few key points and you can speed-read a paper in five to ten minutes. It might not help you understand, but at least you’ll get the core of what the paper is discussing."

Foster nodded slightly, "That’s exactly what we need."

Allen wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead, "Thank God. Li Wei, we really need a brain urgently."

Li Wei could not help but laugh, "What about the one on top of your neck?"

Allen looked up, "Oh, this? Not much use." His candid expression set off a round of roaring laughter from the others, "I got into college because of my football skills, otherwise, just relying on my brain? No, I don’t trust it at all."

Haha.

Laughter thundered around.

Allen looked at Li Wei again, "We need some guidance, some techniques, you know, so we can get over the nightmare of finals quick, and have more time to train. Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Li Wei thought seriously, "Well, that’s true, I do need some training partners."

Allen: Uh, buddy, you seem to have a little misunderstanding, what I meant wasn’t to train with you, wait, should I clarify this misunderstanding?

However, Li Wei was no longer paying attention to Allen.

Allen: Hey, brother.

Li Wei scanned the surroundings, it seemed they needed to spend some time at the library today.

So, Li Wei quickly got things sorted, they needed to return to their dorms first, bring their study materials, jackets, and any snacks they might need, then meet up at the library entrance after dinner.

Allen: Hey, brother.

But seeing the others had already scattered, Allen also hurried to make his escape, he didn’t want to be stuck with Li Wei and dragged off to the gym to lift weights, now did he?

Finally, the pandemonium surrounding Li Wei dispersed, and the world fell silent once again.

Today, there probably wouldn’t be time for a bath and incense burning. Summing the training system in his mind, Li Wei couldn’t wait to use the card-drawing opportunity he had just obtained—

Recovery Effect Doubling Card, five times.

There it was, the third type of card!