Chapter 281: Teacher Dao Lang, My Idol!

Noon.

Lin Mo and Cheng Long first went to see the Spring Festival Gala's Chief Director.

The Spring Festival Gala's director, huh.

This certainly isn't a pleasant task.

Every year online, there's always some netizens scolding it.

Well, this year it's changed again.

Wang Kai, Wang Dao!

Mainly just to submit the song's title.

The rest, however, isn't that important.

As long as Lin Mo and Cheng Long attend the Spring Festival Gala, that's the most important.

They talked continuously until three or four in the afternoon.

Then.

Brother Cheng Long took him to a high‑end tea house.

He said his friend had already arrived.

It was the Music Circle friend Cheng Long mentioned this morning.

When they first entered the private room, Lin Mo hadn't recognized who it was.

Because the other party was wearing a duck‑bill cap.

However.

The next second, he lifted his head.

Good fellow!

Lin Mo was startled for a moment.

Whoa, Dao Lang!

"Mozi, this is Dao Lang; I shouldn't need to introduce him, right?" Cheng Long, smiling, said to Lin Mo.

"Teacher Dao Lang, my idol!"

Lin Mo smiled and spoke.

While speaking, he reached out and shook Teacher Dao Lang's hand: "Teacher Dao Lang, hello!"

Ahem.

He had indeed heard Dao Lang's songs when he was very young, and calling him an idol wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Dao Lang quickly extended his hand, smiling: "Director Lin, hello, hello, I really like your movies!"

Brother Cheng Long interjected: "Mozi and I are planning to perform a singing act on next year's Spring Festival Gala, so we thought of asking you to give us some guidance."

Upon hearing that, Dao Lang waved his hand quickly: "Brother, I wouldn't call it guidance~"

The three found a comfortable spot, sat down, and began chatting.

Through the conversation, they learned that.

It turned out that.

Dao Lang has been settled in Yanjing for many years.

After all, Yanjing, as Huaguo's cultural hub, boasts a strong artistic atmosphere and music resources, mainly for better creation.

"Then let's say it like this: you're our temporary teacher!" Cheng Long laughed, patting Dao Lang's shoulder.

"Teacher Dao Lang, let's exchange WeChat; maybe we can collaborate in the future!" Lin Mo added.

Dao Lang gladly agreed: "Alright, Director Lin!"

Regarding collaboration, Lin Mo imagined that in future movies, if a singer or music master appears, they could ask Dao Lang to cameo or something.

Anyway, making another friend wouldn't be a downside for him.

"Right, right, add each other on WeChat for easy contact!" Cheng Long said.

Then Cheng Long said again: "I recall you have a concert plan for next year, right?"

Dao Lang nodded and replied: "Yes, in May or June next year, the team is already preparing!"

Hearing this, Lin Mo joked: "Then Teacher Dao Lang, be sure to let Long Shu know, and when the time comes, the two of us disciples will come to cheer you on!"

"Definitely, definitely!"

The three drank tea while chatting.

When night fell.

After parting.

Brother Cheng Long had an engagement and needed to go somewhere.

Lin Mo, meanwhile, had also arranged a meeting.

Yu Qian learned he was in Yanjing, so he specially invited him to a meal.

Wu Jing, meanwhile, was on The Wandering Earth production crew.

The day's schedule was packed to the brim.

At noon they met the Spring Festival Gala director, in the afternoon they met Dao Lang, and in the evening Qian Er Ge and his group invited them to dinner—quite busy.

This time, the dinner venue wasn't at Yu Qian's stables.

He specifically booked a restaurant.

After Lin Mo arrived.

Whoa—

Zhang Ruoyun and Guo Qilin were there, as well as Yu Qian and his wife Bai Jie.

"Director Lin!"

A few people, seeing Lin Mo come in, hurriedly rose to greet him.

Lin Mo smiled, lowered his hand and said, "Sit, sit, sit. I got a bit stuck on the road, so I'm late."

"Understood, understood!" Yu Qian said with a chuckle.

The traffic in Yanjing is famous throughout the country.

After everyone sat down again, Lin Mo looked at Zhang Ruoyun and Guo Qilin and laughed, "You two have been scorching hot lately!"

Hearing that, Zhang Ruoyun and Guo Qilin hurriedly said, "Director Lin, it's all thanks to you!"

Zhang Ruoyun was especially grateful.

You should know.

Before filming Joy of Life, he was just a third- or fourth-tier minor star.

Now…

Calling him a first‑tier star is absolutely fine.

He's super popular!

Likewise, Guo Qilin became wildly famous from Joy of Life, and a slew of directors now want to work with him.

Of course.

Both of them know that all of this is thanks to Director Lin.

So, earlier Qian Daye told them that he had invited Director Lin to dinner that night, and the two were both excited and nervous.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Director Lin's age is similar to theirs, even younger.

But in terms of status and aura, in front of Lin Mo they are like fresh recruits.

Yu Qian raised his glass and said to Lin Mo, "Director Lin, I toast to you, grateful for your promotion of Da Linzi!"

Lin Mo smiled, clinked his cup with his, and said, "Hey, why bring that up! We're all friends, helping each other."

Guo Qilin is Yu Qian's senior disciple, and that has long ceased to be a secret.

There's also the old Guo family's affairs.

That, too, isn't a secret in the circle.

So,

Lin Mo understood what Yu Qian wanted to convey.

In fact, his relationship with Yu Qian is already good, and Guo Qilin enjoys solid audience favor, so promoting him a bit is only natural.

Besides,

In Joy of Life, the role of Fan Sizhe fits Guo Qilin perfectly.

He plays the foolish son of a landlord, and the audience calls it a true‑to‑self performance.

Guo Qilin hurriedly lifted his cup and stood, bowing low, "Director Lin, I toast to you as well!"

Having said that, he downed it in one gulp.

Lin Mo looked at him and smiled, "It's just the few of us, no need to be so formal, sip at your leisure."

Guo Qilin gave a simple, goofy smile.

And Zhang Ruoyun needn't be mentioned; he also quickly toasted Lin Mo, downing it in a single swallow.

"Director Lin, feel free, I'm done!" Zhang Ruoyun said, then downed another cup.

The whole dinner atmosphere was very harmonious, everyone ate while chatting.

With Yu Qian there, the aura couldn't get cold.

He would just open his mouth and drop a joke.