Two days later, in Los Angeles.

As soon as the plane landed, Nolan's people were already waiting at the arrival gate with signs.

A black van took the two directly to the film set.

In the car, Liu Yifei didn't say much, but held Ye Mo's hand tightly.

Ye Mo patted the back of her hand: "Nervous?"

Liu Yifei: "...A little."

"It's alright," Ye Mo laughed. "I'm just showing you around; nobody's going to eat you."

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at him: "If I get surrounded by onlookers, you're responsible."

"Fine, I'll take responsibility." Ye Mo said seriously. "Whoever looks at you, I'll glare at them."

Liu Yifei was amused.

As soon as the car arrived at its destination, before it had even come to a complete stop, a warm greeting was heard from outside.

"leaf!"

A tall man strode up to them, opened his arms, and pulled Ye Mo, who had just gotten out of the car, into his embrace.

Christian Bale.

"Ye, you've finally arrived!" Bell patted Ye Mo on the back, grinning and showing a set of white teeth. "Nolan talks about you every day, saying that without you, the movie would be missing half its soul."

Ye Mo laughed: "No, no, no, I'm just a clown."


Actually, it's not Ye Mo's fault.

It's all Bell's fault for sharing with his family after returning home, and now they're all labeling Ye Mo.

Ye Mo: "...What kind of evaluation is that?"

Bell laughed.

The rest of the crew also greeted them warmly.

Liu Yifei stood behind Ye Mo, looking a little confused.

She always thought that Ye Mo was a movie star in China, but once he went abroad, he would at most be an "Asian actor who came to Hollywood to make a cameo appearance".

But what she saw before her completely overturned her expectations.

Who is Bell?

Hollywood A-lister, Batman, a global box office machine.

This person, upon seeing Ye Mo, actually ran over to hug him and smiled as if he were seeing a close brother.

Before Liu Yifei could recover, even more people surrounded her.

Michael Kane, an old man with white hair, leaning on a cane, smiled and shook hands with Ye Mo.

"Ye, your clown is the scariest villain I've ever seen in my life."

Morgan Freeman, in his signature deep voice: "Ye, next time we work together, be sure to call me."

Gary Oldman went even further, punching Ye Mo right off the bat.

"Good lad, I watched that scene of yours three times over after I got back, and I still can't get over it."

Ye Mo greeted everyone one by one with ease, chatting with each of them for a few minutes.

Some people talked about the script, some about the play, and some immediately asked to work on the next project.

Liu Yifei stood to the side, increasingly alarmed as she watched.

The shock she felt came in waves.

So, this is the weight Ye Mo carries in Hollywood.

It turns out that the man who used to yell at people on set every day, squat down to eat his boxed lunch, and argue over half a meter of movement was treated like a star on the world's top film set.

She suddenly felt like laughing.

And a little proud.

There was a hint of heartache mixed in with the pride.

How did he, all alone in a foreign land, gradually rise to this position?

……

"Oh, right, let me introduce you all." Ye Mo reached out and gently pulled Liu Yifei to his side. "This is my girlfriend, Liu Yifei."

Liu Yifei's face flushed red instantly.

She hadn't expected Ye Mo to introduce her so directly.

Everyone on set turned to look at them, their eyes filled with curiosity.

Liu Yifei is a top celebrity in China.

But here, she's a complete stranger.

The way these people in Hollywood looked at her was no different from how they looked at "the pretty girl Ye Mo brought over".

Nobody knows her.

Liu Yifei knew this in her heart, but didn't care. She smiled generously and nodded to everyone.

Hello.

Her English is standard and clear.

But everyone clearly didn't take it to heart; their attention was still fixed on Ye Mo.

At that moment, Bell suddenly leaned over and winked.

"Ye, your girlfriend is beautiful!"

Ye Mo: "Using Chinese to praise makes it seem more sincere."

Bell scratched his head, hesitated for a long time, and then blurted out a broken Chinese sentence:

"A perfect match!"

The pronunciation took eighteen turns.

Liu Yifei couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Bell panicked: "Did I...did I say something wrong?"

Ye Mo laughed heartily: "You're right, you need to practice your Chinese more."

The crowd laughed.

Bell, unconvinced, blurted out, "A match made in heaven!"

The pronunciation is still wrong.

But Liu Yifei understood.

Her face turned even redder, and she hid behind Ye Mo, only revealing half of her face.

To be honest, Liu Yifei is a top celebrity in the country, and she's the center of attention wherever she goes.

But in Hollywood, not many people know her.

No works, no fame, just an unfamiliar face.

These people were so enthusiastic towards her, all because of Ye Mo.

Ye Mo's influence is a real and tangible asset here.

Liu Yifei knew exactly what was going on.

But she didn't feel wronged at all.

On the contrary, she felt at ease.

Ye Mo was willing to keep her by his side and introduce her to his circle of friends.

This is better than any empty fame.

……

Just as things were getting lively, another car slowly pulled up at the entrance of the film set.

The car door opened, and a familiar figure stepped out.

Christopher Nolan.

"Ye!" Nolan waved with a smile and walked over quickly.

Ye Mo went up to him: "Director Nolan!"

The two hugged, acting very familiar with each other.

Nolan was accompanied by another person.

The person hadn't even gotten close yet.

The sounds on set gradually quieted down.

Morgan Freeman was the first to see it, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh My God……"

Michael Kane almost dropped his cane.

Bell's mouth was agape, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"No way... why is he here?"

Liu Yifei sensed something was off and whispered to Ye Mo:

"Who is that person?"

Ye Mo was also stunned.

He squinted and looked behind Nolan.

The old man with white hair, wearing round-framed glasses, and a gentle smile.

Ye Mo's pupils suddenly contracted.

Holy crap.

He muttered a curse under his breath.

"That's Spielberg."

Liu Yifei's eyes widened.

"Is that Spielberg, the one who directed 'Jurassic Park' and 'Schindler's List'?"

Ye Mo didn't speak.

He stared at the old man getting closer and closer, his heart pounding.

Nolan walked up to Ye Mo and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Ye, let me introduce you to someone," Nolan said. "This is Steven Spielberg."

Spielberg extended his hand, his smile gentle.

"Mr. Ye, it's an honor to meet you. Nolan has praised you quite a bit along the way!"

Ye Mo took a deep breath, reached out, and grasped it.

......

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