Chapter 578: Sichuan Mahjong Four Heroes, Laughter Fills the Venue!

Well.

Lin Mo's first call was to Cheng Long.

After the call connected, Cheng Long's hearty laugh came from the earpiece: "Hey? Mozi, congratulations, the film has wrapped!"

Lin Mo replied with a smile: "Long Shu, I have a role I'd like you to voice."

"Voice acting?" Cheng Long perked up, "What role?"

"It's the captain of the spaceship in Robots—small part but crucial." Lin Mo explained, "I thought your voice is so distinctive that audiences would recognize it right away."

Cheng Long readily agreed over the phone: "Sure, no problem. When do we record?"

"Is next Wednesday good for you? Our recording studio is at the Animation Base."

Sure!

By the way, what's the captain's personality like?

Lin Mo thought: "He's a bit stubborn, a cute little old man who spends all day giving orders to the robots."

Good!

After hanging up.

Lin Mo then called Jiang Wen Laoge, Han San Ye, Ge Daye, and Chen Daoming.

Without exception, they all heard Lin Mo's invitation.

Each one said they had time.

As Ge Daye would put it, Director Lin, you've personally invited us, so even if I'm really busy, I'll make time to come.

After hanging up the last call, just as I put down my phone, I felt a chubby little hand grabbing my chin.

"Ba... ba..." Nuan Nuan had somehow been scooped up by Re Ba, now reaching her little hand to touch his face.

Lin Mo immediately broke into a grin, took his daughter, and said, "Nuan Nuan misses Daddy?" As he rubbed his chin against her cheek, the stubble made her giggle.

Re Ba walked over with a fruit platter: "All set?"

"Yeah, Cheng Long will voice the captain, Jiang Wen Laoge, Ge Daye, and Chen Laoshi will make a table for mahjong..." Lin Mo said while teasing the Nuan Nuan in his arms, "Hey, don't bite my phone!"

Re Ba quickly rescued the phone: "You too, you know she'll shove anything she sees into her mouth." She wiped the drool off the phone, "It's all thanks to your clout—one call and you get all these big shots."

Lin Mo lifted Nuan Nuan high: "Of course, this is a gift for our Nuan Nuan." She kicked her legs excitedly in the air, drool dripping onto Lin Mo's face.

"Oh no!" Lin Mo pretended to be angry, "Did Nuan Nuan just wash my face again?"

Re Ba handed over a wet wipe, laughing: "You had it coming, you keep teasing her."

Nuan Nuan's little hand went for Dad's ear again, and the family of three burst into laughter.

The domestic version of Robots' dubbing is done; the foreign version is certainly indispensable as well.

Lin Mo's overseas connections are also out of the ordinary.

He even had Cameron come in to do a voice-over.

Upon hearing it, they immediately agreed.

Of course.

Cameron also said that when Avatar 2 releases, he'd like to invite Lin Mo to the premiere.

Lin Mo happily agreed.

And just like that, the dubbing work for Robots officially began.

Wednesday.

Cheng Long, Han Canping, Jiang Wen, Zhang Yimou, Ge You, Chen Daoming...

They all showed up!

Especially the scene Lin Mo specially prepared for Jiang Wen, Zhang Yimou, Ge Daye, and Chen Daoming.

The mahjong table in the lounge.

All four sat together, playing Sichuan Mahjong and speaking Sichuan dialect.

"Three dots!" Jiang Wen barked in Sichuan speech, "Old Ge, don't peek at my tiles!"

Ge You drawled, "I'm good—I just won!" After saying that, he himself burst out laughing, "This Sichuan dialect is tough for a Yanjing native like me."

Lin Mo watched the old-timers' goofy side and couldn't help but laugh: "Gentlemen, let's do a proper take—no laughing!"

Yang Mi held Nuan Nuan, watching the fun, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up: "Ge Daye's Sichuan speech sounds like a foreign language!"

Nuan Nuan caught up in the excitement, kicking her legs in Yang Mi's arms.

The recording studio buzzed with extraordinary liveliness, the four film veterans gathered around the mahjong table like a bunch of old kids.

"Pong!" Zhang Yi Mou slammed the table, "Old Jiang, I'm taking your three dots!"

Ge You leisurely drew a tile: "No rush~" Then his eyes widened, "Self-drawn! Pure hand!"

Finally, on the fifth try, it passed.

Chen Daoming pushed up his glasses and, deadpan, spoke in Sichuan speech: "You guys are impossible, turning their cartoon into a mahjong tutorial."

Haha!

Finally, after repeated attempts, the Sichuan Mahjong Four Heroes' dubbing passed.

Lin Mo walked over, smiling, and said, "Thanks for your hard work, gentlemen."

"Director Lin, you're too modest," Ge Daye said with a smile, "To appear in your film is something we've been hoping for."

Chen Daoming also smiled: "Yeah, the film's releasing worldwide, we old-timers get to share in the glory."

Jiang Wen slapped Lin Mo on the shoulder: "Hey bro, how's my Sichuan dialect?"

Zhang Yi Mou chimed in teasingly: "Old Jiang, are you sure Sichuan folks can understand your Sichuan dialect?"

"Of course!" Jiang Wen, unwilling to back down, looked at Lin Mo and said, "You tell me, is it standard?"

Upon hearing that, Lin Mo struggled to keep from laughing.

How should I say it.

Jiang Wen's Sichuan Dialect, to people from other provinces, really does sound like that.

But to people from Chuan Province...

You can tell something's off the moment you hear it.

But still, Lin Mo didn't insult Jiang Wen Laoge's face; he smiled and gave him a thumbs‑up: "Standard, quite standard!"

"Did you hear that!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you Jiang Wen are a language genius, we all admire you!"