Chapter 278: Spring Festival Gala Invitation?

Next day, noon.

Lin Mo was watching a popular TV show with Re Ba, and they were both engrossed.

Suddenly, Lin Mo's phone rang, breaking the tranquility.

He picked up the phone, glanced at the screen, and saw an unknown number.

Lin Mo hesitated slightly, but still answered.

"Hello, may I speak to Lin Mo, Director Lin?" a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end, sounding quite formal.

"Yes, that's me. Who are you?" Lin Mo quickly searched his memory for the voice, but found it completely unfamiliar.

The caller continued, "Director Lin, I'm the chief director of this year's Spring Festival Gala. We'd like to invite you…"

At that moment, Re Ba also noticed the call's content; she immediately lowered the TV volume, perked up her ears, afraid to miss any important information.

Spring Festival Gala director?

Thinking about this, Re Ba naturally guessed as well—surely they wanted to invite Mo Ge to the Spring Festival Gala, right?

"Spring Festival Gala?" Lin Mo was a little surprised; he hadn't expected the gala's director to call him personally.

"I thought the Spring Festival Gala's programs usually start preparation and rehearsals half a year in advance," Lin Mo asked curiously, without immediately refusing.

The Spring Festival Gala director on the other end chuckled and explained, "Director Lin, you might not be aware, but there are some special circumstances…"

Lin Mo naturally understood what those special circumstances meant.

Well, Lin Mo had been thinking of refusing, but the caller suddenly added, "Besides inviting you, we've also invited Elder Cheng Long. Your collaboration with him on *British Duel* is a global hit—if you join this year's Spring Festival Gala, it will definitely be the biggest highlight, and an honor for our gala!"

After hearing that, Lin Mo felt a bit dazed.

When did the Spring Festival Gala director become so humble?

He turned to look at Re Ba, who also wore a puzzled expression and shook her head.

Even Re Ba was shocked.

Is this still the Spring Festival Gala director?

Although the Spring Festival Gala has been getting worse and worse.

But...

In the entertainment circle, aside from those super‑big‑name stars, anyone who can get on the Spring Festival Gala considers it an honor.

Now it's actually the opposite.

But then again, it makes sense when you think about it.

Lin Mo's current status and influence.

If he doesn't want to appear on the Spring Festival Gala, there's nothing anyone can do about it.

Moreover, from another angle, if Lin Mo and Cheng Long could both attend the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, that would indeed be the biggest highlight—calling it an honor for the gala is no exaggeration.

"Oh?"

"You also invited Elder Cheng Long?"

Hearing that, Lin Mo was surprised again.

He hadn't even heard Elder Long Shu mention it.

Lin Mo had just been thinking that when another call came in.

The screen showed the words "Long Shu".

"Like this, Director Chen," Lin Mo said to the still‑connected caller, "Let me think it over—just now Elder Cheng Long called me; I'll ask him what's going on. Please hold on."

"All right, Director Lin, sorry to bother you!" the Spring Festival Gala director's voice carried a hint of anticipation.

"No problem, no problem," Lin Mo replied politely, then quickly hung up, turned to Re Ba, and smiled, "You see, this call from Elder Long Shu is definitely to persuade me to join the Spring Festival Gala—do you believe it?"

Re Ba laughed and shook her head, saying nothing, but her eyes were full of curiosity and anticipation.

Soon Lin Mo answered Cheng Long's call: "Hello, Elder Long!"

"Mo Zai, what are you up to? Have you eaten yet?" Cheng Long's familiar, warm voice came through.

"It's almost time for a nap, and you're asking that?" Lin Mo joked with a laugh.

"Haha, my fault, my fault—I'm abroad right now," Cheng Long explained.

"Abroad? What did you go abroad for?" Lin Mo asked curiously.

"Oh, I went abroad for a friend's birthday—I went to celebrate with him," Cheng Long said.

Next came Cheng Long's hearty laugh over the phone: "A couple of days ago I got an invitation from the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, saying they wanted me to do a performance with you. Because of special circumstances there, I couldn't really refuse—and, well, they seem to know you don't want to take part, so they've had me act as a go‑between~"

"Oh, I see. Since you've put it that way, Elder Long, I have to give you face!" Lin Mo replied with a laugh.

"Just now the Spring Festival Gala director called me too; I asked him, 'Aren't the gala's programs supposed to start prep and rehearsals half a year ahead?' He told me special circumstances are allowed…"

Cheng Long laughed and said, "Haha, the gala's people have invited you two or three times already—this really is a special circumstance, huh!"

He certainly knew about this.

Back then, Cheng Long had wondered aloud, "Why not just call Lin Mo directly? Why have me pass along the message?"

In the end, the Spring Festival Gala director told him that they'd invited Lin Mo the past two years as well, but he'd turned them down each time.

"Alright, that's settled. As for the program, it's simple—once I'm back in the country, we'll fly straight to Yanjing and just pick a classic song to perform!"

"No problem!"

"All right, that's it. I've just finished my meal here and am heading back to the hotel—I'll hang up now!"

"Mm!"

"......"

After the call ended.

Re Ba couldn't wait to say, "Wow, Mo Ge, you're really something—I've never seen the Spring Festival Gala director act so humble before…"

"Of course not—just look at who your man is!"

Lin Mo also said it somewhat tsundere-ishly.

It's okay to show off a bit when appropriate.

"Eh, you're just being smug!" Re Ba said coquettishly.

Then Re Ba asked again: "Then aren't we going back this year?"

"Then we can only go back the next day!"

Lin Mo shrugged.

Originally, the two had planned to go back to Re Ba's hometown this year.

Actually.

Re Ba's Uyghur ethnicity doesn't observe the Han Chinese Spring Festival.

But there are also quite a few Han people in Xinjiang, so there is still some festive atmosphere.

As for the Spring Festival,

It's just a symbolic gesture, merely going through the motions.

"I've been thinking about whether to buy a private jet!"

Lin Mo suddenly spoke up.

He had previously considered this question.

Given Lin Mo's current net worth, buying a private jet poses no problem at all.

"Ah?"

Upon hearing her man say that, Re Ba was dazed.

"What?"

"Private jet?"

But after she reacted,

Re Ba then realized that her man now has a net worth of a hundred billion.

Buying a private jet doesn't seem that extravagant.

"This, you decide for yourself!"

Re Ba, on the other hand, didn't mind.

"Later, when I go to Yanjing with Long Shu, I'll ask Jiang Wen Laoge!"

Three days later.

Cheng Long Ge returned to the country, flying directly to Yanjing.

Lin Mo only arrived at Yanjing airport in the afternoon.

This time he was alone.

Re Ba didn't come along.

Outside the airport.

Lin Mo was very familiar with Jiang Wen Laoge's license plate number.

Besides him, Cheng Long Ge was also in the car.

"Junior brother, you and Long Ge, you're one after another—Long Ge's flight just arrived not long ago!"

Jiang Wen said with a smile.

Cheng Long Ge's flight arrived at 3:10, and Lin Mo was half an hour later than him.

"Senior brother, this time I and Long Shu will participate in the Spring Festival Gala, to perform a program!"

"I heard from Long Ge that if you two participate in the Spring Festival Gala, then next year I'll have to sit in front of the TV waiting!"

"Haha, okay, okay!"