He plays Feng Yuxiu, and his girlfriend is a fairy-like beauty.

Ye Mo's hand unconsciously tightened.

"Director Spielberg," he said, his voice steady, but his heart pounding alarmingly, "I grew up watching your movies."

Spielberg laughed: "Oh? Which one?"

"Jaws," Ye Mo said. "I watched it in a video arcade when I was a kid, and it scared me so much that I didn't dare go into the swimming pool for a week."

Spielberg laughed heartily: "That movie? Looks like you're still a big fan of mine."

Ye Mo continued, "Later, with 'Schindler's List,' I sat alone in the theater until the credits rolled and cried my eyes out. And with 'Saving Private Ryan,' I watched the landing scene at the beginning dozens of times, just wanting to learn how you filmed war scenes."

Even if he wasn't a fan, Ye Mo would still pretend to be one at this moment.

Spielberg listened attentively, his eyes showing a hint of appreciation.

"Young man, not bad, not bad." He patted Ye Mo on the shoulder. "Nolan said your Joker is pretty good. I'm looking forward to it."

Ye Mo was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "If you praise me like that, I'll get carried away."

"You should be praising yourself," Spielberg said. "Nolan is the kind of person who doesn't praise people easily, but he's been praising you so much that my ears are tired of hearing it."

Nolan chimed in from the side, "I'm just telling the truth."

The three of them burst into laughter.

Liu Yifei stood to the side, staring wide-eyed.

She never expected this.

It's amazing that Ye Mo and a director of Spielberg's caliber can chat so naturally.

They can discuss anything from movies to life, from classics to acting, and they can handle every single one of their points.

Looking at Ye Mo's profile, she suddenly realized that this man was more profound than she had imagined.

……

The evening banquet was held at a manor next to the film set.

The lights were warm and yellow, champagne glasses were lined up, and Hollywood celebrities gathered in small groups.

Nolan, holding a wine glass, stood in the middle and gently tapped the rim of the glass.

"Everyone," Nolan began, his voice low, but the entire room fell silent.

"I want to thank everyone here for making 'The Dark Knight' the way it is today. You've all worked hard," he said, glancing at Ye Mo.

The entire audience raised their glasses.

After drinking a glass

"And a salute to your kung fu master, Ye Mo!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this.

That's exactly right!

Ye Mo stood up, raised his glass, and nodded with a smile.

He knew perfectly well that Nolan was patronizing him.

This favor will stay with me for a lifetime.

Next up is Ye Mo's home turf.

He held a wine glass and moved through the crowd with ease.

Warner's global distribution president, a middle-aged man with a beer belly, was made to laugh heartily by him.

"Mr. Ye, you clown, you absolutely have to come to the premiere!"

"I'll definitely be there." Ye Mo clinked glasses. "But you have to promise me first that you'll reserve a spot for me in the global distribution."

"Sure, sure!"

Two investors gathered around, and Ye Mo, in just a few words, praised "Dying to Survive" and "All or Nothing" to the skies.

"These two works are my sincere efforts in China, but they are not suitable for global distribution. However, I believe my future works will be worthy of that."

"Mr. Ye, let's watch those two movies you mentioned when we have time!"

"Add a contact method."

There was also a top Hollywood producer who chatted with Ye Mo for half an hour.

They talked about financing and revenue sharing, casting and marketing, and the more they talked, the more they clicked.

Liu Yifei stood not far away, watching Ye Mo swim freely in the world of fame and fortune like a fish.

The shock she felt had transformed into an indescribable emotion.

It turns out Ye Mo is more than just an actor.

He will continue to run the business.

They are good at socializing.

He can speak succinctly and manage relationships perfectly among a group of cunning old foxes.

She used to despise this kind of smooth-talking.

But now, all she feels is heartache.

Because only she knows.

Ye Mo got to where he is today entirely because of the stumbles and falls he made.

That night, Ye Mo added more than a dozen people to his network.

There were Warner Bros. executives, investors, producers, and several Hollywood directors.

Each one of them was orchestrated by Nolan.

Nolan acted as a guide, subtly pushing Ye Mo toward the center of the circle.

Ye Mo knew perfectly well what was going on.

Without Nolan, it would be harder than climbing to heaven for an outsider like him to make a name for himself in Hollywood.

But now, the door is ajar.

The rest he'll have to figure out himself.

……

By the time the banquet ended, Ye Mo had drunk quite a bit.

His face was a little red, but his steps remained steady.

Liu Yifei held his arm and whispered, "You've drunk so much."

"It's nothing." Ye Mo waved his hand. "It's the Bureau of Commerce; I can't refuse a drink."

"You can't keep drinking like that," Liu Yifei said, sounding a little anxious.

Ye Mo turned to look at her and smiled: "Feeling sorry for her?"

Liu Yifei turned her face away: "Who cares about you?"

But the hand that was holding his grip tightened even more.

Back at the hotel, Ye Mo slumped onto the sofa, completely relaxing.

Liu Yifei poured a glass of warm water and squatted down in front of him.

"Drink some water."

Ye Mo took it and drank a sip.

"Thank you," he said suddenly.

"Thank you for spending time with me today." Ye Mo looked at her, his eyes glistening with the smell of alcohol. "With you here, I feel reassured."

Liu Yifei's ears turned red, and she muttered, "So cheesy."

But the way she got up to get the hot towel was exceptionally gentle.

When the towel was placed on Ye Mo's forehead, Ye Mo had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

Liu Yifei looked at his sleeping face and sighed softly.

She covered him with a blanket and turned the light down to its dimmest setting.

Then, he leaned back and fell asleep on the sofa next to him.

……

The next day, the sun shone brightly.

Ye Mo woke up naturally, but had a terrible headache.

Liu Yifei has already prepared a hangover soup.

"Awake?" She handed it to him. "Drink this."

Ye Mo drank it down, then smacked his lips and said, "My wife is the best."

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes at him: "Who's your wife?"

"It's only a matter of time," Ye Mo smiled.

In the morning, the two went to Nolan's house.

Ye Mo specially brought some local specialties from China.

Two cans of fine Longjing tea, two bottles of Moutai, and a box of handmade pastries.

Nolan's home is a quiet white house in the suburbs of Los Angeles, with flowers planted in front of the door.

The person who opened the door was Nolan's wife, Emma.

"Ye! Please come in!" Emma was incredibly enthusiastic. "Nolan has been talking about you for ages."

Nolan came out of the house to greet Ye Mo, and gave him a hug with a smile.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"I'm fine, but my head still hurts," Ye Mo said with a smile.

"Serves you right, who told you to drink so much?" Nolan joked.

Ye Mo handed over the local specialties: "These are from China, Longjing tea and Moutai, please try them."

Nolan's eyes lit up: "Moutai? I've heard of it, and I've heard it's very strong!"

"Strong, but fragrant," Ye Mo said. "I'll teach you how to drink it another day."

Nolan's little boy poked his head out from the stairs, staring curiously at Ye Mo and Liu Yifei.

"Dad, who is this?"

Nolan smiled and waved, "Come here, this is Uncle Ye, and Aunt Liu."

The children approached timidly.

Liu Yifei squatted down and took out a few White Rabbit milk candies from her bag.

"Want some candy?"

The children's eyes lit up instantly, and they took the candy and thanked them sweetly.

Liu Yifei's eyes crinkled with laughter.

Candy is indeed a child's hard currency!

Nolan and Ye Mo sat in the courtyard drinking tea.

Emma brought over some snacks, and Liu Yifei went to help.

The sunlight fell into the courtyard, making it feel warm and cozy.

"Ye," Nolan began, "how did you find the gathering?"

Ye Mo replied sincerely, "I've gained a lot, thank you."

Nolan waved his hand: "Don't thank me. You have the ability. I just gave you a push. From now on, you have to walk your own path."

Ye Mo nodded: "I understand."

The two exchanged a smile, everything understood without a word.

……

I left Nolan's house in the evening.

Ye Mo held Liu Yifei's hand as they walked in the sunset.

"XiXi," Ye Mo suddenly said.

"Um?"

"Let's stay a couple more days before going back."

Liu Yifei was taken aback: "There's still hope in China."

"I know," Ye Mo said, "but it's not easy to come out here, so it doesn't matter if things back home are delayed by a couple of days."

He stopped, looked at her, and said seriously, "Just the two of us, let's not bother anyone, okay?"

Looking at him, Liu Yifei felt her heart melt completely.

She didn't immediately agree.

But her hand secretly tightened its grip on his.

"……OK."

Ye Mo smiled.

The setting sun cast long, long shadows of the two people.

.......