One, then another, all surged forward to high-five Li Wei.
Despite being exhausted, his knees trembling, and his scorching breath burning his throat, Li Wei still stood tall, his gaze bright as he looked at the puzzled faces in the crowd. His smile blossomed, and he waved energetically.
"Don't be shy, everyone come up!"
With those words, players, coaches, and staff members dropped their reservations and rushed towards Li Wei, surrounding him in layers, celebrating with high-fives and cheers, as if they had just won the Super Bowl.
Bowen stood awkwardly at the back of the crowd.
He wanted to join in the high-fiving, but considering Li Wei's exhausted state, he figured Li Wei needed rest and didn't want to trouble him further.
Besides, as a small third-round draft pick, there was no need for him to push forward to get noticed.
