Chapter 571: Song Wanwan in the Spotlight!

Soon, they arrived on the opening day of the Magic City International Film Festival.

Song Wanwan, wearing the volunteers' light‑blue uniform with a work badge on her chest, stood at the guest reception desk, nervously sorting the name list.

It was her first time attending such a large event, and fine sweat beaded on her palms.

As a student of the Shanghai Theatre Academy, being able to meet so many industry seniors up close made her both excited and uneasy.

"Wanwan!"

A resonant voice called out; Song Wanwan looked up to see Wu Jing striding toward her, the Wandering Earth creative team trailing behind, dressed in a crisp suit that made him look even more vigorous than on screen.

"Teacher Wu Jing!" Song Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she hurried to greet him.

"No need to call me teacher; just call me brother!" Wu Jing laughed, then turned to introduce, "This is Director Lin's sister, Song Wanwan, from the Shanghai Theatre Academy..."

The crowd instantly showed looks of sudden realization.

Wu Jing leaned closer to Song Wanwan, lowering his voice, "The Boss will be here soon, too!"

Hearing that, Song Wanwan was first startled, then thrilled, "Really? That's great!"

Before the small talk could finish, another commotion arose—Chao Ge and Sun Li had arrived, and upon seeing Song Wanwan, they walked over.

"Wanwan!" Sun Li greeted first.

"Chao Ge, Sister Sun Li~" Song Wanwan replied familiarly. She had attended several gatherings with her brother before and was already well acquainted with the couple.

The Deng Chao couple and Wu Jing were also close friends, years of camaraderie.

Back then, Chao Ge's self‑directed, self‑acted film even featured a cameo by Wu Jing.

"Wanwan, you're volunteering here? Does Director Lin know?" Sun Li asked, a bit surprised.

"Of course, I told my brother!" Song Wanwan replied with a smile, her eyes curving into crescents.

Elsewhere.

Other student volunteers from the Shanghai Theatre Academy.

Naturally they also saw the scene, watching Song Wanwan chat familiarly with the big stars; it was impossible not to feel envy.

"Ranran, look, that's Director Lin's sister Song Wanwan—my goodness, so many stars know her!" a girl with a high ponytail told her companion.

Wang Churan pressed her lips together, a complex expression flashing in her eyes. As a top student of the Shanghai Theatre Academy Performance Department, she had already acted in several dramas and signed with a major company, yet now she had to admit that some people are born at a different starting line.

"Don't forget why we're here," Wang Churan inhaled deeply, "Let's focus on our own tasks."

Over here.

Whenever a star arrived, Song Wanwan was basically in charge of reception.

As more and more stars kept arriving, each time someone saw Song Wanwan, they would show a surprised look and then greet her warmly.

Some artists who didn't know her well became instantly friendlier after learning she was Lin Mo's sister.

"Wanwan, hello, I'm Cao Huayi from Xinli Media, and I with Director Lin..."

"Sister Wanwan, remember to send my regards to Director Lin!"

"Sister Wanwan, here's my business card..."

"......"

Song Wanwan was surrounded in the middle, her smile frozen.

And those handing her business cards were either big shots or big bosses.

Bosses from Xinli, Huayi, Guangxian, Huan Yu, and so on.

Seeing this scene was enough to make onlookers green with envy.

One should know that.

These big shots...

They can freely dictate the course of their own careers!

And then...

At that moment, a commotion erupted at the venue entrance.

Soon, Lin Mo, Jiang Wen, Gong Li, Chen Daoming, Zhang Yimou and Ge You entered, their aura so strong that the surrounding crowd automatically cleared a path.

Song Wanwan naturally saw it too.

She was about to call out for her brother, but realizing the crowd, she quickly changed, "Director Lin, Director Jiang, Director Zhang, Teacher Chen..."

After all, formal occasions require proper titles.

Hearing Song Wanwan call him Director Lin, Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and reached out to pat her head, "Don't call me Director Lin, call me brother!"

Jiang Wen laughed loudly beside him, "Little brother, your sister really knows the rules!"

Song Wanwan blushed, dodging her brother's hand, muttering softly, "Brother! So many people..."

Then Lin Mo smiled, turned to the crowd, "Let me formally introduce: this is my sister Song Wanwan, currently studying at the Shanghai Theatre Academy." He added, "She's here as a volunteer, not to use any backdoor."

Director Zhang adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "I've heard Director Lin mention her before, that his sister got into the Shanghai Theatre Academy; finally get to meet her today."

Gong Li kindly took Song Wanwan's hand, "What a fresh‑spirit girl, let's exchange WeChat; later sister will call you to hang out!"

"Ah!" Song Wanwan was startled.

She had to remember—standing before her was Gong Li, Empress Gong!

My god!

Gong Li looked at Song Wanwan's stunned expression and couldn't help laughing, "What, you don't want to add sister on WeChat?"

"Of course I do!" Song Wanwan snapped back, fumbling for her phone, almost tossing her work badge, "I—I'll scan you!"

Lin Mo, unable to contain his laughter, said, "Li Jie, stop teasing her!"

"Sister Gong Li, I've seen many of your movies!" Song Wanwan exclaimed, "The collaboration with Star Master in 'Flirting Scholar', and 'To Live'..."

"Oh dear!" Ge You interjected, "She should let Gong Li give her proper guidance!"

Gong Li smiled, patting her shoulder, "Later sister will teach you acting!"

Jiang Wen suddenly remembered something, took a delicate gift box from his assistant's hand: "Almost forgot, here's the gift I brought for you."

He of course knows Song Wanwan is doing volunteer work here.

Just kidding, his relationship with Lin Mo—his younger brother's sister—is basically his own sister.

Song Wanwan, flattered and surprised, took the gift: "Thank you, Jiang Dao!"

"What should I call you, Jiang Dao," Jiang Wen, imitating Lin Mo's tone, said, "Call me brother!"

The crowd burst into loud laughter.

On the other side, Wang Churan watched the scene from afar, the reception list in his hand already crumpled and wrinkled.

She finally understood that some people have been standing, from birth, at heights she may never reach in her whole life.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Lin Mo followed Jiang Wen and the others to the main venue.

When he appeared, the on‑site media reporters immediately swarmed around him like sharks smelling blood.

Long lenses and short flashes aimed at him, the flashlights lighting up the area.

"Director Lin, what plans do you have for this Film Festival?"

"Director Lin, how is the progress of your new film 'Robots'?"

"Director Lin, I heard that at this Film Festival Lüke·Beisong came especially for you?"

"Director Lin..."

"Director Lin..."

Lin Mo calmly responded, a smile on his face: "Thank you all for your concern; the specific arrangements will be announced through official channels..."

At that moment, the foreign guest delegation arrived. Led by Lüke·Beisong, the international filmmakers saw Lin Mo and immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

The two international master directors embraced warmly and began speaking in English.

The surrounding shutter sounds grew even more frequent; this scene was destined to become tomorrow's entertainment headline.

It was supposed to be, right?

Lin Mo had only intended to show his face and then leave.

Result...

Jiang Wen Laoge, this routine.

The opening ceremony directly played his collection of works...

Well, even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't, so he stayed until the end.

No surprise.

The news of Lin Mo attending the Magic City International Film Festival quickly spread online.

It could trend on the hot search in minutes!

However, everyone had nothing much to worry about.

After all, Director Lin and Jiang Dao's sworn brotherhood has long been known to everyone.

Now that Jiang Wen is the chair of the Magic City International Film Festival, how could Director Lin have a reason not to come?