Chapter 470: Re Ba recorded this historic moment!

Speaking honestly.

Lin Mo is very familiar with the works of these three directors.

But it's the first time we meet, and I really didn't recognize them.

After all, who would actively go search what a director looks like?

Lin Mo collected himself, smiling as he extended his hand to the three directors in turn.

"Michael, I've long admired your name; the Transformers series was my introduction to the industry."

Michael Bay laughed heartily, patting Lin Mo on the shoulder: "Lin, your live-action style reminds me of my younger self, but... you're crazier than I am."

Then Lin Mo turned to Brian De Palma, smiling and said: "Brian, I really love your Mission: Impossible series!"

"Likewise." Brian pushed up his glasses, smiling, "Our team used your Saudi shoot footage as teaching material."

Finally.

Lin Mo looked at the great director James Cameron and, speaking frankly, as a junior in the directing world, he should still maintain the proper demeanor.

"Director Cameron, it's an honor to meet you; I've watched Titanic no fewer than ten times."

Although his statement contains some exaggeration.

He hasn't seen it ten times, but he's definitely seen it five or six times.

Cameron then gave a slight nod, smiling as he patted Lin Mo's shoulder and said: "Lin, your few film works are very imaginative; let's collaborate if we get the chance!"

Lin Mo also smiled in response: "If I get the chance to work with you, that would be my honor!"

Beside them, Cheng Long, upon hearing this, chimed in: "If you two collaborate, don't forget me—I've claimed the male lead role!"

"Haha!"

On the other side.

Re Ba was holding her phone, aiming the camera at the several directors in conversation.

In the frame, Lin Mo stood among the three Hollywood legendary directors, his youthful face especially striking under the lights.

This historic moment.

She must record it properly.

As for Song Wanwan.

This girl was looking around left and right, how to put it.

Don't let her usual outgoing demeanor fool you; in such a grand setting she remains quite reserved, and today's outfit is also of that ladylike sort.

Mainly because.

She's afraid of embarrassing her older brother.

She tries to avoid speaking as much as possible; today she's the type who brought only her eyes, no mouth.

Meanwhile.

In all 36 top-tier cinemas across Riyadh, the place is now buzzing with voices.

At the entrance of the famous Saudi Royal Cinema, the line stretches from the ticket hall all the way to a shopping center three blocks away, the winding queue mixed with various languages.

There are local girls in headscarves holding cheer signs, Western tourists with professional camcorders, and groups of Huaguo people waving small red flags.

Each of them, their faces—needless to say—are extremely excited and thrilled.

Li Mingxuan is one of those in the long dragon queue.

He raised his phone, his fingers trembling slightly from excitement.

Immediately, Li Mingxuan hastily adjusted his selfie stick, making sure he could capture the winding line behind him.

"Brothers, quick look, how long is this dragon queue? This damn thing is truly a cinematic feast!!!" He deliberately lowered his voice, but the excitement in his tone couldn't be hidden.

The phone's camera swept over the sea of people behind him; a few compatriots holding flags even gestured a "yeah" toward the lens.

Believe, at this moment it's not just Li Mingxuan.

Countless moviegoers who came to Saudi are using their phones to record this awe-inspiring scene.

Now it's Saudi time, 8 p. m.

There's still one hour until the premiere of Speed and Passion 2 begins.

Back home.

Currently it's 1 a. m.; Speed and Passion 2 can only be seen at the noon 12 p. m. premiere.

At this moment, on domestic Weibo, Douyin, Bilibili and other major platforms.

They are flooded with various Saudi-related videos.

"Holy shit!!!"

"At a glance, it's all compatriots!"

"I've never seen a movie with such exaggeration, and it has to be Director Lin!"

"!"

"This isn't watching a movie, it's a pilgrimage!"

"Waiting for the unboxing video of the gold-plated Lamborghini!"

"......"

Turning back to the premiere side.

After emerging from the crowd, Lin Mo came over to find Re Ba.

"Phew—" Lin Mo downed the champagne the waiter handed him in one gulp, "Chatting with them is more tiring than filming."

Indeed, his forehead still beads with fine sweat, the collar of his custom suit already soaked in a small patch.

Re Ba pursed her lips and smiled lightly, reaching out to straighten his askew bow tie: "Even big directors get nervous sometimes?"

Then she turned her phone screen toward Lin Mo, tapping lightly on the screen: "Look, a historic shot together."

In the photo, it was exactly the scene of Lin Mo chatting with several legendary directors just now.

"Not bad, keep it up!" Lin Mo said with a teasing smile.

Then he lowered his head to look at Song Wanwan, pinched her cheek and said, "What's wrong, scared by this scene? You're usually quite talkative at home, aren't you?"

"I... I'm afraid I'll say something wrong and embarrass you." Song Wanwan muttered softly, her eyes bright and sparkling, "Brother, that's director Cameron..." Her voice grew softer and softer, the last few words almost muffled in her mouth.

Although.

Song Wanwan usually doesn't pay much attention to these foreign films, directors and such.

But she still knows these two legendary directors, Spielberg and Cameron.

When Re Ba's sister-in-law told her just now, she could hardly believe it.

I never expected..

My older brother has already become this formidable.

Lin Mo chatted with them for a while, and then he had to go deal with the situation again.

After all.

He is the main character tonight!

Soon, time passed minute by minute.

Time arrived at nine o'clock.

At the premiere venue, all guests took their seats; Prince Salman sat to Lin Mo's left, Cheng Long to his right, and Cameron and Michael Bei sat beside them.