Chapter 583: New Year's Eve, the movie premiere begins!

It was New Year's Eve night.

Lin Mo's family was especially lively.

They hadn't celebrated the New Year like this in years.

Previously, because of filming, Lin Mo had both sets of parents go to Mo Du to spend the New Year together.

After that, Re Ba became pregnant, gave birth to Nuan Nuan, and could barely move.

He hadn't celebrated New Year with his relatives for nearly three years.

For the reunion dinner, Lin Mo's house set up three tables, each filled with lavish dishes; just the cold plates had eight courses—soy sauce braised beef, mouth-watering chicken, chilled jellyfish skin, garlic mashed pork, sweet and sour lotus slices, five-spice smoked fish, chilled wood ear mushrooms, plus a preserved egg.

The hot dishes were even more abundant—braised lion's head, braised large shrimp, steamed sea bass, sweet and sour spare ribs, mei cai braised pork, garlic vermicelli steamed scallops, dry-fried bullfrogs...

In the center sat a large pot of steaming old hen soup, with golden oil droplets floating on the surface, its aroma filling the air.

As the head of the household, Lin Mo's father held up his wine glass, face flushed: "Come on, come on, it's rare for everyone to be together like this—let's have a drink first!"

"Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses, even Nuan Nuan, whom Lin Mo held in his arms, clutching a milk bottle, symbolically lifting it, making the whole family burst into laughter.

His maternal uncle picked up a piece of braised pork, smacking his lips satisfied: "Mozi, you're a big director now, but this home-cooked meal beats the food at any five-star hotel!"

Lin Mo smiled as he gave Re Ba a piece of fish belly, saying: "Of course, my mom's cooking is something even a Michelin chef can't match."

Lin Mo's mother beamed, then served Re Ba a bowl of chicken soup: "Xiao Di, drink more to nourish yourself; Nuan Nuan is nursing, so you need to keep up your nutrition."

Re Ba smiled sweetly: "Thanks, Mom~"

Nuan Nuan sat in her high chair, patting the table with her little hands, eyes fixed on the dishes, her mouth making little smacking sounds as if she wanted to taste them.

Seeing this, Lin Mo's father dipped a chopstick in a bit of chicken soup and lightly touched it to Nuan Nuan's lips; the little one immediately smacked her lips, eyes shining, making everyone laugh again.

Besides the reunion dinner, there's one essential program on New Year's Eve.

That's the Spring Festival Gala.

How to put it? The Spring Festival Gala is deeply ingrained in people's hearts; even if you don't watch, you still turn on the TV and tune to CCTV-1.

The family sat around in the living room, chatting and entertaining themselves without missing a beat.

At that moment, Song Wanwan, sitting on the sofa, was scrolling Weibo on her phone when she suddenly exclaimed: "Brother! You and your sister-in-law are on the hot search!"

Lin Mo leaned over to look; the hashtag #LinMoReBaNewYearsEve# had already risen to the top three of the hot search. It turned out that a neighborhood resident had filmed that morning, when Lin Mo brought the little one to put up spring couplets at the door, and then someone posted it online, with netizens speculating how Director Lin's family was spending the New Year.

Re Ba laughed and took out her phone: "I'll post a Weibo too~" She snapped a photo of Nuan Nuan wearing a red cotton jacket and a tiger-head hat, another of the reunion dinner table, with the caption: "New Year's Eve, wishing everyone a happy new year~"

As soon as the Weibo was posted, likes instantly surpassed 100,000, and the comment section was filled with fans' blessings.

"Nuan Nuan baby is too adorable! Happy New Year!"

"Just looking at this table of food makes me hungry!"

"Where's Director Lin? What is Director Lin doing? Show your face!"

"The premiere of Robots is tonight at midnight!"

"Nuan Nuan is just too cute!"

"Re Ba is getting happier and happier!"

"......"

Song Wanwan also joined in the fun, taking a photo of the family's backs, with Nuan Nuan held in Lin Mo's arms, the whole family happily watching the Spring Festival Gala.

She posted on Weibo: "Spending New Year with brother and sister-in-law, Nuan Nuan is the family's beloved pet!"

Song Wanwan's Weibo also has plenty of followers, several hundred thousand.

Mainly after her relationship with Lin Mo was exposed, her Weibo account and such were dug up, so she stopped hiding it and often shares snippets of her life.

Cough cough.

Finally, there's still the red envelope segment.

The little one collected so many red envelopes this year that his pockets couldn't hold them all.

That's because Nuan Nuan is young and naturally indifferent to money.

Because...

She simply doesn't know what this is.

As midnight approached, Lin Mo set up a tripod, configured the time-lapse shooting, the whole family stood together, with Nuan Nuan held between Lin Mo and Re Ba, the little one opening his big round eyes, curiously looking at the lens.

"3, 2, 1—Happy New Year!"

Click!

A warm family portrait was frozen at the very last moment of New Year's Eve.

Outside the window, fireworks burst, lighting up the night sky.

Nuan Nuan was startled by the sudden crackle of firecrackers, her mouth pursed as if about to cry; Lin Mo quickly pulled her close, gently patting her back: "Don't be scared, don't be scared, Dad's right here."

Re Ba leaned against his shoulder, gazing at the fireworks outside, and whispered softly: "Honey, this year is really good."

Lin Mo lowered his head to kiss her forehead, then kissed Nuan Nuan's little cheek, smiling: "Mm, from now on, every year will be like this."

The domestic premiere of Robots was at midnight on February 10.

So.

Lin Mo set off with his family.

The theater had already been booked out.

On the way to the cinema, in the extended business car, Nuan Nuan was held in Re Ba's arms, her little hand playing with a strand of her mother's hair, having a great time.

Lin Mo sat beside her, but his phone kept vibrating nonstop.

"Hey, Director Zhang, happy new year... Yeah, I'm just about to take the family to see the premiere... Haha, thanks, and I wish your new film big sales!"

He had just hung up when the phone rang again.

"Chen Laoshi, happy new year... Sure, I'll take your auspicious words, happy new year!"

Song Wanwan sat in the back row, turned her head and whispered to Re Ba: "Sister-in-law, my brother's work is just too busy—his phone hasn't stopped ringing even during the New Year."

Re Ba smiled and pinched Nuan Nuan's little hand, saying: "Your brother is now a hot commodity in the industry; who wouldn't want to ride his luck?"

Lin Mo had just hung up Wu Jing's phone, helplessly shaking his phone: "These people, instead of staying with family during the New Year, all came running to pay me New Year's greetings, making it seem like I'm the God of Wealth."

His uncle was driving, turning back with a smile: "Aren't you basically the God of Wealth now? Your movie's presales have broken records; who wouldn't want to share in the good fortune?"

Laughter filled the car instantly.

Arriving at the cinema, the VIP passage had already been arranged; the manager personally greeted them at the door, beaming: "Director Lin, happy New Year! The theater is ready; rest assured, it will be absolutely quiet, with no outsiders disturbing."

Lin Mo nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, even during the New Year."

The manager quickly waved his hands: "Not at all, it's our honor to receive you!"

Walking into the theater, the family relatives took their seats; Lin Mo's father looked around, clicking his tongue in amazement: "This theater is really luxurious; the seats even massage?"

Lin Mo's mother patted the armrest: "This leather is more comfortable than our sofa!"

Re Ba sat down holding Nuan Nuan; the little one was already a bit sleepy, head bobbing, but hearing the lively sounds around, she forced her eyes open, curiously looking left and right.

Lin Mo's uncle leaned over and asked: "Mozi, I've seen online that many people say your movie will break the $4 billion mark!"

Hearing that, Lin Mo smiled: "Uncle, box office depends on luck; $4 billion seems unlikely, it'll probably hover around $3 billion."

As his words fell, the theater lights dimmed, the big screen lit up, and the familiar dragon logo appeared.

Everyone's chatter gradually faded away.

The movie began, the opening music swelled, and the picture slowly unfolded—a desolate Earth, mountains of garbage, and that lonely little robot WALL·E.

Lin Mo's mother muttered softly: "How pitiful this robot is, working all alone……"

Lin Mo's father: "Shh, don't talk, watch seriously."

As the plot progressed, WALL·E met EVE, the space adventure unfolded, and exclamations occasionally came from the theater.

"These effects are amazing! Just like real!"

"Oh dear, this little robot is so cute, just like Nuan Nuan!"

"Hahaha, this cleaning robot is too funny, how did it get stuck in the corner?"

Nuan Nuan had been half-asleep, but the vivid colors on screen and the cute robot attracted her; she pointed her little hand at the screen and babbled, as if conversing with WALL·E.

Re Ba leaned on Lin Mo's shoulder and whispered: "Honey, this film…… is really great."

Lin Mo took her hand and smiled softly: "Of course, this is a gift for Nuan Nuan; how could I not put my heart into it?"

On the screen, WALL·E and EVE danced gracefully in space, starlight falling, the theater filled with a warm silence.

At this moment, everyone was immersed in the story, while Lin Mo looked at Nuan Nuan gradually falling asleep in his arms, a satisfied smile curling his lips.