Chapter 78

On January 15th, at the CIF South Division, the Harvard-Westlake School's second men's soccer team hosted a match against St. Francis-St. Ignatius Church School on the junior high soccer field.

The game was already in the 80th minute of the second half, and the score on the board read HW-4:0-St. F! The home team was leading by four goals!

The outcome was already clear, with a significant gap in strength and morale between the two teams. Since the captain of Harvard-Westlake returned, they had achieved a remarkable five consecutive victories, rising to the top of the league. In the match before their five-game winning streak, they had lost 0-3 to the weaker Agoura High School...

A group of student spectators gathered on the north side of the field, mostly members of the Dream Alliance, along with a few rare teenage girls. Lily was among them, cupping her hands around her mouth and shouting excitedly, "Go, Wei, go!"

Another big win, but the Wolverines' captain had no intention of stopping there!

"Brother Wei has intercepted the ball!!!" Lev suddenly screamed, even more wildly than Lily. Bader also roared, "Go, Brother Wei, crush them!"

Under the tense gazes of the crowd, Ye Wei intercepted the ball at midfield and quickly advanced with it. Several players in white jerseys from the opposing team rushed up to him, and two of his red-shirted teammates were ready to receive the ball, but Ye Wei did not pass!

The defenders couldn't stop him. In the blink of an eye, he had brought the ball to the edge of the penalty area. The tall goalkeeper did not come out, standing in front of the goal with his hands stretched out, drenched in sweat. This match had been the most grueling for him. Here he comes again, that guy... left, center, or right...

What no one expected, including the goalkeeper, was that Ye Wei suddenly unleashed a powerful shot from outside the penalty area!

It seemed there was a whoosh, and the black and white ball drew a strong and beautiful arc, flying into the top right corner of the goal! A dead angle! It stirred up a wave of net flowers—

The goalkeeper turned his head in a daze, unable to make any reaction to save the ball!

"WHAT-A-GOAL!!!!!!" Lily immediately raised both fists and shouted, lost in ecstasy, "Three goals, Wei has completed a hat-trick! No one can stop him! He's too strong, no one!! Ha ha!"

Trist's mouth was twisted to one side. Although she was also happy, she couldn't understand the fervor for soccer, or what people in love were thinking...

Not only Lily, but Lev and the others also jumped up and performed a carefully designed celebration dance!

Lev twisted his hips like Elvis, Bader slapped his fat belly, Chen Nuo performed Tai Chi like an old lady, and Colewin made a gesture as if taking a photo.

"Oh, baby, come on, I feel our dance steps have some magical power, making Brother Wei play so bravely!"

At the same time, Coach Caryoni and the others on the south side of the field were also extremely excited. The Wolverines on the green field laughed and shouted as they ran towards their captain, ready to pile up on him.

"Do you want to crush me? Get lost!" Ye Wei roared, clapping his hands and walking back to midfield, shouting to his teammates, "With added time, there are still 10 minutes left, guys, how about scoring one more goal against these Saints! I like the number 6!"

He lifted his No. 6 jersey, glancing at Lily, his eyes burning as if to set her on fire.

"Alright, Captain!" "One more goal!" "Go, Wolverines!" The Wolverines roared in unison and ran back.

The St. Francis players, on the other hand, were listless, some even pale-faced. Ten more minutes?

The most terrifying thing wasn't this, but the home match against Harvard-Westlake on February 4th. Oh, why did the school have to participate in this league...

"That's how it was that day, ha ha, that bastard!!" Lily suddenly jumped and danced, even more excited, finding it very amusing. She called out to Trist, "Trist, do you remember? That's how it was that day, that bastard destroyed our school team! Today it's St. Francis, ha ha!!"

That day had driven her crazy, but now, she was only happy!

Trist whispered, "Lily, you look just like the fangirls you used to despise."

"I know, I know, but I can't control myself... I like it, ha ha..." Lily laughed, suddenly shouting again, "Go, Wei, score one more goal!"

In the end, she wasn't disappointed. A few minutes later, when the referee blew the final whistle, the score was 6-0.

Harvard-Westlake completely devoured the visiting St. Francis, a resounding victory! Ye Wei scored 3 goals and provided 2 assists, fully demonstrating his leadership.

When the whistle blew, he didn't celebrate with his teammates but walked to the north side of the field, taking off his sweat-soaked jersey, leaving only a black tank top. He handed the jersey to the lily-like girl, "You caused today's tragedy for St. Francis and the tragedy for St. Martin that day. Take it, I'm Ye Wei."

Lily took the red jersey, which smelled of his sweat, and smiled brightly, her eyes twinkling, "Yes, I know you, the bastard from Berkeley Hall..."

As the crowd around them laughed and cheered, Lev's lewd voice suddenly rang out, "Who wants my swimming trunks?" He was immediately pummeled by the crowd.

...

When Ye Wei returned to the lawn of his home in Brentwood, it was almost 6 PM. The sunset painted the sky red. He sang a spontaneous song, spinning his black backpack and kicking a soccer ball, a memento of today's victory.

"Hey, Captain, your soccer skills drive me crazy, but I love your movie talent even more. One day, we'll all achieve our dreams..."

Since "Dance of the Angels" "premiered," he had felt like Charlie in "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory," first winning the last golden ticket, then inheriting the chocolate factory. So lucky, so happy, he couldn't get enough of these days.

Where should he go on a date with Lily this weekend? Hiking? The beach? The amusement park?

As he was thinking, Ye Wei noticed a letter in the mailbox and took it out. It read, "For Ye Wei, Urgent!" in computer-printed text.

The envelope had no name, no stamp, and no postmark, as if someone had placed it there themselves.

Who? He raised an eyebrow in confusion. A surprise from Lily? A love letter? Or a prank from Lev or someone else?

"Interesting, interesting." Ye Wei smiled, tearing open the envelope and taking out the letter inside. It was unsigned, with only a few lines of printed text: "There's new intervention, a big shot has changed his mind. You are no longer the producer and director of 'Little Miss Sunshine.' Be careful, don't trust anyone. Burn this after reading."

What? He was stunned, looking around. Who sent this letter? What was the purpose? A low-level attempt to sow discord? A prank? What?

Who was the "big shot"? Willis? What did it mean that he was no longer the producer and director? Was the project canceled?

Ye Wei's mind raced. This felt like a prank, as everyone had already reached a consensus, and the contract was almost finalized, just waiting for the signature. Who the hell was playing this prank? As he walked towards the house, he called out, "Mom, Mom! Did anyone come by today?"

After a while, he asked his mom and Dodo, who were unaware of anything. Maybe only Toto knew, but he couldn't speak.

Ye Wei didn't tell them about the letter, as it was too strange. In the backyard, he called Lamor, "Hey, Lamor, it's me. I have a question."

"About Lily?" Lamor's lazy, teasing voice came through, "She's your girl, not mine."

"No, I want to ask... how has Mr. Willis been these past few days? What's his attitude towards me and 'Little Miss Sunshine'?" Ye Wei asked tentatively.

Lamor suddenly sounded a bit annoyed, "You've seen him more recently than I have. I should be asking you. What schedule has the old man prepared for your movie?"

"Oh." Ye Wei looked at the letter in his hand, thinking for a moment before deciding not to go into detail, to avoid falling for a trick, "Can you do me a favor? Call Mr. Willis now and ask him, 'How are things going with Ye Wei?' Don't tell him I asked you to. See what his reaction is, and I'll explain later."

"Why? Alright, fine." Lamor agreed and hung up.

About 5 minutes later, she called back, and Ye Wei quickly answered, "Hey, how did it go?"

"The old man said everything is going smoothly. He said you're professional and a very good young man. So why did you ask me this?"

"I encountered something strange..." Ye Wei didn't know how to explain, "A prank, Lamor, that's it. Forget it, thanks for your help!"

"No problem, not the first time."

Given the significant impact, Ye Wei then called Reifkin and Lowitt, probing gently about the contract and whether they needed to meet again. Both were very friendly, and he was still one of "us," with no change.

Reifkin said, "Kid, I was just about to call you. Our lawyers finally got the contract ready today. Come by tomorrow to sign it." Lowitt said that once the joint production contract was finalized, they would handle his agency and PR contracts.

Finally, Ye Wei called Solton, the lawyer, who confirmed that the contract was finalized as previously agreed, with no issues.

After these calls, Ye Wei's doubts gradually faded. This was 99% a prank, possibly orchestrated by John Williams and his group.

"Immature." He cursed, tearing the letter into pieces and throwing it into the backyard trash can.

The next day, nothing unusual happened.

In the morning, Ye Wei took Solton to the Cheyenne Enterprises headquarters. After half a month of negotiations, it was finally time to sign the contract!

"Very excited, about to get the contract!"

When the others received Ye Wei's text, they were all happy. Lily, in her English class, smiled and typed a reply, "Go, No. 6!"

When she looked up, she saw the teacher glaring at her, and the surrounding classmates chuckled. In a public school, no one would care, but here, Lily's homework for the day would increase.

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