Reborn Action Star: Starting in Hollywood

Los Angeles, Beverly Hills.

Lin Yuan's private residence was surrounded by layers upon layers of people, making it impossible to get through.

More than two hundred media outlets from various countries lined up at the registration area.

From the gold-plated logos of BBC and CNN to the Arabic logo of Al Jazeera and the Chinese logo of CNTV, they all created a “United Nations”-like scene in the media world in front of the registration desk.

Those well-funded media outlets dispatched twenty-seven satellite broadcasting vehicles, which, like steel behemoths, not only filled the parking lot of the estate but also lined up along the public roads.

Among them, the 4K ultra-high-definition broadcast van of Japan's NHK, with its butterfly-shaped antenna on top, is slowly turning towards the synchronous track vehicle. The mud stains left on the vehicle body silently indicate the urgency of the journey.

In the media area on the east side of the resort, a Reuters reporter was gesturing to a photographer in London-accented English to adjust the camera position;

The Asahi Shimbun team in the back row quickly flipped through the Japanese-language materials they had just received;
Meanwhile, in the simultaneous interpretation area, six interpreters were making final adjustments to their equipment, with the screens in front of them displaying standby interfaces in six languages: Chinese, English, French, Russian, Arabic, and Spanish.

In the front row of reporters' seats, an Associated Press high-definition camera was performing a panoramic scan, its lens reflecting the cold light emitted by the folding screen phone in the hand of a CNN reporter.

The screens of thirty laptops lit up simultaneously, illuminating the makeshift power outlet area like a data hub from a science fiction movie.

All the journalists present were the elite of the elite, yet they had never witnessed such a grand press conference in their professional careers.

What's even stranger is that such a grand press conference was handled rather hastily.

Under normal circumstances, the organizers of a press conference will conduct necessary communication and consultation with each media outlet.
This includes the general topics of this press conference, the guests attending, sensitive topics that will not be discussed, and necessary confidentiality guidelines.

But this time, there was almost nothing.

The organizers seem to have vanished into thin air. Apart from initially notifying the media and now handling logistical matters, they haven't mentioned a word about information.

At first, media outlets like Fox News thought that Lin Yuan was deliberately making things difficult for him.

However, after communicating with colleagues, I was surprised to find that I wasn't being targeted, but rather that everyone was in the same boat.

All the reporters were kept in the dark and had no idea about today's proceedings.

After holding back for a while, Tom, a reporter from Fox News and an old acquaintance, said helplessly, "What information do you think will be released at today's press conference? I'm really uneasy about it being left hanging like this."

A Philadelphia Post reporter standing nearby replied, "Old classmate, don't worry. No matter what, they'll eventually report on Lin Yuan's health, right? This news is enough."

A BBC reporter immediately said, "Yes, it's not just us; viewers all over the world are extremely worried. What do you think of Lin Yuan's health? Will he attend the press conference today?"

A reporter from the Philadelphia Post shook his head: "I'm afraid this is bad news; no news is bad news."

Fox News reporter Tom also sighed: "Sigh~ Although we at Fox News and Lin Yuan don't get along, in that incident a few days ago, Lin Yuan was absolutely a super hero worthy of everyone's respect."

I sincerely hope that he can be healthy, but that hope seems very slim.

Let's just hope he's at least out of danger.

"With such a violent bomb explosion, which blasted a crater nearly two meters deep into the ground, how could Lin Yuan possibly be unharmed? If he can even stand up again in the future, he will be very lucky," a BBC reporter lamented.

"No way? Does that mean we'll never see Lin Yuan's action movies again?" The Philadelphia Post reporter asked anxiously.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Haven't you seen how badly Lin Yuan Pictures' stock price has fallen recently? Big institutions must have inside information. Doesn't the result of voting with money speak for itself?" Reporter Tom said.

Just then, a reassuring voice came from behind them.

"Don't worry too much, Lin Yuan will definitely be able to stand up again."

Upon hearing this, the reporters turned around and saw that it was CNN reporter Richie standing behind them.

"It's that annoying Richie. Are you so sure? Do you have some inside information?"

Although they were classmates, Tom, the reporter, and Richie did not get along well, and asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"You must have inside information. It seems you have some personal connections with Lin Yuan? He specifically asked you to ask questions at the previous press conferences," a reporter from the Philadelphia Post asked.

Reporter Richie shook his head: "No, I don't have any inside information. The reason I'm so sure is because if Lin Yuan's current situation were really that bad, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to hold a press conference."

The Chinese believe that it's better to conceal one's shortcomings than to make a fool of oneself. The fact that a press conference was held so quickly suggests that Lin Yuan's injuries were not serious.

"Such a violent explosion, yet he wasn't seriously injured? That's incredibly lucky! Lin Yuan is truly a chosen one!" a BBC reporter exclaimed.

“If it were really like you say, I would be so glad. I was worried that I would never see him make another action movie,” a Philadelphia Post reporter added.

"Isn't the press conference about to begin? Let's wait and see," reporter Richie replied.

At this moment, the organizer's countdown timer reached zero, and the entire venue suddenly fell into a strange silence—more than two hundred professional media personnel stopped talking at the same time, leaving only the faint motor sounds of camera lenses extending and retracting and the intermittent static noise from headphones.

This silence speaks volumes more than any clamor, and the global media is holding its breath in anticipation.

At that moment, a figure walked in through the entrance.

All the reporters immediately tensed up and went into battle mode.

Reporters, who had no information about the guests, had no idea who the visitors were, but were still filled with anticipation.

She was a slender little girl with her cheeks wrapped in snow-white gauze, yet she stood tall with a firm stride.

She is not the Lin Yuan everyone has been waiting for, but...
"Kim Tae-yeon!"

Someone suddenly called out that name.

In an instant, the entire venue erupted in cheers!
"It's the girl who saved people in the explosion!"

"That girl who single-handedly took someone hostage, saving the lives of many viewers!"

"If it weren't for her, the casualties at the scene that day would have been unimaginable."

"In some respects, her contributions are even greater than Lin Yuan's!"

The spotlights rained down like a storm, enveloping the girl in dazzling white light.

Kim Tae-yeon was completely stunned at this moment.

She squinted unconsciously, her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the flashing bright light.

She had been nervously following the staff into the venue, but when she actually stood at the entrance and looked at the sea of ​​media below, her heart suddenly started racing.

This was the second grandest scene she had ever witnessed—the last one was the star-awarding ceremony a few days earlier, but back then she had simply sat in a corner of the audience, quietly serving as a backdrop.

And now.
"Click-clack—"

The sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly surged in like a tidal wave.

Kim Tae-yeon unconsciously gripped the hem of her skirt, her fingertips feeling slightly cold.

She could even feel her calves trembling slightly, but she had to pretend to be calm.

at this time--

"Wow!"

Suddenly, all the reporters stood up, and thunderous applause erupted instantly.

Kim Tae-yeon was stunned.

"Is this... for me?"

She blinked in disbelief. With no fame, no connections, she simply couldn't believe the applause was for her.

Until they heard shouts rising and falling from the crowd—

"Kim Tae-yeon!"

"you are awesome!"

Her eyes suddenly felt hot.

Taking a deep breath, Kim Tae-yeon recalled the "media etiquette class" she had repeatedly practiced during her trainee days.

Although this was the first time she had actually faced such a scene, muscle memory made her instinctively raise the corners of her mouth, revealing a standard smile, while gracefully waving to both sides.

This ordinary girl, without any celebrity aura or powerful background, has now captivated the global media.

Beneath her bandages lay unhealed wounds, but her eyes were clear and resolute.

It is this kind of heroism found in the ordinary that is more moving than any carefully crafted celebrity.

When Kim Tae-yeon walked onto the stage, she found that there were only two seats: one was for her and the other was for Lin Yuan.

Only then did she realize that Lin Yuan had deliberately let her enter alone.

That man, whom she both loved and hated, gave her a shining moment that belonged only to her.

Kim Tae-yeon knew that with Lin Yuan's help, she was one step closer to her dream.

No, not in one step.

Instead, they boarded a rocket jet and burst through several ceilings in one go.

Although the spotlight will eventually fade, the goodwill deeply rooted in the public's heart, like seeds sown, will eventually sprout when she releases her album.

"Huh? That brave little girl released an album?"

"Buying a ticket to support the hero isn't too much to ask, is it?"

This kind of intangible recognition is more valuable than any form of publicity.

Just as her thoughts were churning, a gasp suddenly rang out in the hall.

At the entrance, a figure covered in bandages slowly walked in—Lin Yuan, leaning on a cane, limped into the venue, each step seeming to be taken with all his might.

Kim Tae-yeon almost couldn't keep her composure: The acting is so exaggerated!

She chuckled inwardly, thinking that if the media knew this guy had just done a backflip in his room, it would probably shock everyone.

Kim Tae-yeon knew that this guy's complexion was rosier than anyone else's, but he had deliberately put on makeup to make himself look pale. He really put a lot of thought into it.

But the reporters were unaware of all this. They had assumed they would at most see Lin Yuan in a wheelchair, given that he had appeared in public in the same way the previous times after his injuries.

But now, this man, whose fate is uncertain and whose chances of survival are slim, has actually walked into the venue on his own?

This was completely unexpected by the reporters, and everyone stood up in shock once again.

Thunderous applause erupted instantly, even more enthusiastic than the one given to Kim Tae-yeon earlier.

The flashbulbs went off wildly, freezing Lin Yuan's pale face and forced smile in time.

He walked with difficulty to Kim Tae-yeon's side and, out of sight of others, secretly winked at her.

“Good coordination,” he said in a voice only she could hear.

Kim Tae-yeon rolled her eyes discreetly, but when she turned to face the media, she put on a worried expression and reached out to support Lin Yuan's arm.

At this moment, the images of the two "wounded" perfectly matched—a brave young girl who saved lives and a tough guy who survived a great ordeal.

It goes without saying what will be on the headlines of newspapers around the world tomorrow morning.

Lin Yuan picked up the microphone, but before he could even speak, the entire audience erupted in thunderous applause once again.

He was overwhelmed by everyone's kindness.

He could only speak after the applause had subsided slightly:
"I'm glad to have the chance to meet you all again, but don't worry, I'm tough as nails, this definitely won't be the last time. I promise!"

Thunderous applause erupted once again from the audience.

Lin Yuan really understands what media reporters want; he won over the entire room with his opening remarks.

Looking at Lin Yuan shining on stage, Kim Tae-yeon's eyes softened even more; living with him was always full of surprises.

Lin Yuan smiled and continued:

"Although the agenda for today's press conference was not announced, it was mainly because it was too simple and consisted of two parts."

The first part is us speaking and you listening; the second part is you asking questions and we answering.

There is no third part, because I guess everyone is in a hurry to publish their articles.

"Hahaha, Genshin Impact, you're hilarious."

"Seeing that the source god is in good condition, we are much more relieved."

The reporters in the audience burst into good-natured laughter.

"I'm sure everyone is most concerned about two things. One is the results of the investigation into the attack, which I can't say much about right now. You can wait for the FBI to release the final results. The other thing is my health."

"I would like to address everyone's concerns and worries with a message."

"That means in 2006, I will start production on two new action movies. One is Mad Max: Fury Road, and the other is Lord of the Spy Threat 3."

The moment the words were spoken, the entire venue seemed to explode.

The reporters practically jumped up from their seats, the sound of camera shutters instantly drowning out everything.

It really is a Source God!
They really understand what the media and the public need.

In just a few words, everyone received two amazing surprises!
The first surprise, of course, was the news of a new movie. After "The King of Spies 2", everyone was eagerly awaiting news of Lin Yuan's new movie.

After getting used to Lin Yuan's action movies, other Hollywood blockbusters really seem rather boring.

Lin Yuan has now released two films at once, one of which is the highly anticipated sequel to the "King of Spies" series.

The second surprise was about Lin Yuan's current physical condition.

Everyone's concerns about his health vanished in an instant.

Because Lin Yuan's answer was very clear: the injury was not a big problem and would heal quickly.

Otherwise, how could he have approved two action movies in a row?

That's enough to explain the problem!

But... what's going on with Mad Max 4?
This doesn't seem like Lin Yuan's style, does it? (End of Chapter)