Jay Fox was a little worried. Lu Ke had won the game and made history, so a one-on-one interview would be priceless. He had been trying to figure out how to schedule an interview without using their personal relationship, which wasn't easy. Before he could come up with an idea, Lu Ke turned and left without warning. In the heat of the moment, the impulsive words just blurted out.

He didn't expect Lu Ke to agree so readily, without a moment of hesitation. Jay realized that his overthinking was just being fussy. It seemed like many things had changed, but some things remained the same, which instantly made Jay feel happy.

But in the next second, Jay felt like he had been pierced by a thousand arrows. The hot and sharp gazes of all the other journalists shot toward him, filled with jealousy and resentment. Just a moment ago, the passionate journalists had been abandoned by Lu Ke, and they had not yet had a chance to vent their thoughts and gossip before they were left feeling empty and cold. But now, someone had so casually managed to schedule a one-on-one interview? And a private phone call, no less? What was going on?

This person must have done it on purpose, right?

But this was not the time to settle scores, because there was something more important to do right now.

"Bambi, I also want to schedule a one-on-one interview, can I?"

"Me too! I'm from the 'Seattle Post,' and I'd also like to schedule one..."

"'New York Post,' we also hope to have a chance for a one-on-one interview."

"Me! Me! Me too!"

The eager calls didn't make Lu Ke stop. Instead, he kept backing away, getting further and further away, which made the journalists even more anxious. A storm of questions came pouring out, a complete mess.

"Bambi, what do you think of the fans' reaction during the game today?"

"What adjustments did the team make during halftime?"

"Michael Crabtree's performance today was pretty average. Was there a reason?"

"Vernon Davis had an especially good game today. Was there some chemistry between you two?"

"Bambi, stay! We have other questions!"

The clamoring and shouting rose and fell, but it was all in vain. Lu Ke turned and walked away, disappearing completely behind the door. All the journalists were left standing there with depressed and lonely expressions, as if they had lost the whole world.

At the same time, Lu Zhengze and Jiang Youning were slowly leaving Candlestick Park, surrounded by a surging and boiling crowd. Their ears were filled with frenzied and uninhibited roars. The endless passion seemed to have no end. One wave had not yet subsided when another one rose. This corner was singing loudly, that corner was having a heated discussion, and on the opposite side, you could see a large group of people cheering and celebrating.

The game was over, but the sun was still shining at Candlestick Park. The noise and cheers were endless. The fans gathered around the stadium, singing loudly, shouting freely, and cheering wildly, celebrating the victory in the most direct and vivid way. Everything was so lifelike.

A group of people squeezed past Lu Zhengze and Jiang Youning, excitedly discussing whether Lu Ke's rushing touchdown was better or the last passing touchdown was better. When they caught a glimpse of Lu Zhengze and the others, they suddenly stopped talking and screamed frantically:

"Bambi!"

Just that one word was enough. A large group of fans around them started shouting in unison, "Bambi! Oh yeah, Bambi! Ooh hoo hoo, Bambi!" All kinds of cheers came from all directions, and it felt like the whole world was buzzing with noise.

Lu Zhengze and Jiang Youning were a little confused, but having been to so many games, they weren't completely clueless. So, they also waved their fists and shouted "Bambi." Then they saw a tall, strong young man raise his right hand and run over to high-five Lu Zhengze in celebration. When there was one, there would be a second.

One after another.

After they finished high-fiving, they happily continued to move forward without staying too long. The other fans nearby just kept shouting "Bambi," and then they left in groups in different directions.

Lu Zhengze and Jiang Youning exchanged a look, and a deep smile appeared in their eyes. Then, a cheerful shout came from behind them again, "Bambi!"

Once again, a large chorus of echoes rang out, and then they saw Li Monian approaching. It was him who had made the sound just now. He was waving his right hand vigorously, as if he was swinging a lasso. His face was full of smiles, and he said excitedly, "For the next week, you just need to shout Bambi's name, and that's the response you'll get."

Li Monian walked side by side with Lu Zhengze, not hiding his excitement at all. "Even now, I still can't believe that this is really happening. We won a playoff game! We defeated the New Orleans Saints! This was a perfect game! Haha!" Li Monian was gesticulating with his hands and feet, expressing his joy and happiness.

How many years had it been? Li Monian had been waiting for so many years, and his dream had finally come true through Lu Ke. He had even gone a step further. Every step was writing a new chapter in the history of Chinese players.

"We all know that this is just a Divisional Playoff game, not a Super Bowl win. But... who cares?" Li Monian laughed happily. "What's important is this moment. We have the whole world! That's enough! Maybe in three weeks, we'll be celebrating a Super Bowl championship?"

"Do you know? Today, more than a thousand Chinese fans came to watch the game, and they weren't even organized by an official group!" Li Monian's voice seemed to be losing control, becoming sharp and hoarse.

Just then, another group of fans ran past them, chattering and shouting:

"We won! We won! Unbelievable! We really won! My God! Ahhhh!"

"Did you guys see that? Hey, did you see that? We didn't just come to watch! We are warriors! Warriors!"

"Let's charge toward victory! NFC Championship Game, here we come!"

They were like a gust of wind, roaring past, and even Li Monian started to shout loudly, "Warriors! Warriors! We are all warriors!" The festive atmosphere infected everyone, and even Lu Zhengze and Jiang Youning couldn't help but cheer along.

After they had passed, Li Monian continued, "Where were we? Right, the fans from the Chinese community. My God, they are starting to love football now, truly love it. This is so wonderful! I think after this game, more and more people will definitely join the ranks of fans."

"Does this mean we need to buy next year's season tickets in advance?" Jiang Youning unexpectedly interjected. Li Monian and Lu Zhengze were both a little stunned, which made her look surprised. "What's wrong? Is my point wrong?"

"No, no, no." Lu Zhengze kept shaking his head, and then he laughed happily. "You're right. Next year's, no, this year's season tickets, we need to get in line to buy them in advance." After thinking more about Jiang Youning's point, the future started to look more and more interesting, filling him with anticipation. "But right now, there's something more important..."

Just when Li Monian thought Lu Zhengze was going to say "NFC Championship Game," he heard an unexpected answer.

"Party!" Lu Zhengze shouted loudly, and then he could hear a chorus of wailing. Everyone started to roar, "Party! Party! Party!" Lu Zhengze himself also turned around to face Jiang Youning and Li Monian. He jumped backward, joining the party craze.

This was not a form of celebration that Asians were good at, at least not for someone Lu Zhengze's age. But then again, football was not a sport they loved, and now they were crazy about it. So, why not give it a try, break free from the chains, and truly join in this celebration?

"Pop!"

The first thing Lu Ke heard when he opened the locker room door was a popping sound. He was caught completely off guard and was startled. When he felt a sticky, wet liquid on his skin, the golden bubbly liquid with its unique wine aroma, he realized what it was. It was champagne!

"Pop! Pop pop!"

It wasn't over. More than one bottle of champagne was popped, one after another, surrounding Lu Ke. The champagne that was sprayed high into the air completely blurred his vision. He could only vaguely see his teammates crowded around him, rushing to pour champagne on him. It was clear that they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

There were seven of them, and with their clear numerical advantage, Lu Ke couldn't fight back, let alone resist. Powerless, Lu Ke didn't rush to fight back. He just stood calmly and serenely in the doorway of the locker room. When the champagne spray calmed down, his vision became clear. He could see two or three dozen of his teammates gathered together, shouting in unison, "Victory!"

But in the next moment, Lu Ke charged toward Logan. Logan was still holding a big bottle of champagne, trying to lift it to taste it. Then he saw Lu Ke rushing toward him like a hungry wolf. He immediately turned and ran away. "Bambi! What's going on! Bambi? No way, Bambi! Guys, help me, help me!"

The other teammates all started spraying champagne on Lu Ke, but Lu Ke had his eyes on Logan and wouldn't give up. He knew that in a group fight, two fists are no match for four hands. The most important thing was not to fight everyone, but to pick one person and beat him hard until you at least got your money's worth.

"Bambi!" Logan screamed his heart out.

At the same time, a cheer rang out in the entire locker room. The party had just begun.

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