I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

She said to Leslie Cheung.

"That brat, he's always been like this. You can never guess what surprise he'll give you next."

This song, "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style," was featured in the very first episode.

Seeing that the villagers were bored during their off-season, Xiao Chen casually wrote down a method to teach them how to jump around.

Who would have thought that after the show aired, this simple yet catchy melody and dance moves would become a nationwide sensation?

On stage, the middle-aged women danced with great enthusiasm.

Below the stage, the villagers spontaneously clapped and swayed to the rhythm, creating an extremely enthusiastic atmosphere.

After the dance ended, the applause was thunderous and prolonged.

Teacher He and Wang Han took to the stage again, filled with emotion.

"That's fantastic! Those aunties are amazing!"

Teacher He sincerely praised it.

"We have to thank Xiao Chen for this; he brought us such a wonderful national fitness activity!"

The camera immediately turned to the audience, but only captured Xiao Chen handing a hot tea to an old man from behind.

He seemed oblivious to the praise on stage, focusing solely on the needs of the villagers.

Wang Han watched this scene with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Our Xiao Chen is always like this, quietly doing everything to the best of his ability."

Next, it was the guests' turn to perform.

Leslie Cheung, holding a guitar, sat elegantly on a high stool.

Instead of singing those popular classics, he chose a soothing folk song.

"This song is dedicated to my lovely fellow villagers, and also to my dearest younger brother, Achen."

The clear sound of a guitar filled the air, and his gentle yet magnetic voice flowed through the night.

Like a warm breeze, it soothed the hearts of everyone present.

The villagers quieted down, captivated by the moving song.

Dilraba's gaze, however, drifted uncontrollably to a spot not far away.

Xiao Chen was leaning against a big tree, holding a walkie-talkie, and quietly coordinating backstage affairs.

The firelight danced on his handsome profile.

Those deep eyes, illuminated by the firelight, shone brighter than the stars in the sky.

He did nothing, he just stood there quietly, yet he seemed to be the center of the world.

After the song ended, Leslie Cheung invited Anita Mui to the stage.

Two legendary superstars sang a classic love song together.

Their chemistry was unmatched; every glance and smile was full of stories, pushing the atmosphere to another climax.

Everyone was captivated by their performance, and the cheers and screams nearly lifted the night sky.

After the villagers performed several simple yet interesting skits, the host announced the next name.

"Now, let's give a round of applause to our fairy, Dilraba, for a wonderful dance performance!"

Dilraba's heart jumped into her throat.

She nervously gripped the hem of her skirt, her palms sweating profusely.

Although she already had some stage experience, she still felt immense pressure.

Just as she was about to get up, a warm hand gently landed on her head.

She looked up and met Xiao Chen's smiling eyes.

He didn't offer any long words of encouragement; he simply ruffled her hair, just like when they were children, and mouthed two words to her.

"come on."

Simple, yet full of power.

In an instant, all of Dilraba's tension and unease vanished, leaving only endless courage and sweetness in her heart.

She nodded emphatically, lifted her skirt, and walked onto the stage like a proud little swan.

As the music started, she began to dance gracefully.

It was a dance full of ethnic flavor, with spinning, leaping, skirts fluttering, and silver ornaments jingling.

The girl's figure was light and graceful, and she was breathtakingly beautiful under the lights, like an ethereal fairy.

Xiao Chen finally stopped all his work.

He stood at the edge of the crowd, arms crossed, quietly watching the girl on the stage.

His gaze was focused and gentle, and a faint smile unconsciously curved his lips.

He looked at the little girl who used to follow him around and cry all the time; now she had grown into a beautiful young woman.

Shining on stage.

That feeling was wonderful.

It's like a treasured possession that has been kept for many years, finally being seen by the world.

There was a sense of pride in sharing in the glory, but also a subtle, almost imperceptible, feeling of reluctance.

Mei Yanfang walked up to him at some point, followed his gaze, and teased him.

"What's wrong? Our great movie star is stunned? Dilraba is getting more and more beautiful."

Xiao Chen snapped out of his daze, touched his nose, and unusually revealed a hint of unease.

"Sister Mei, please stop making fun of me."

Mei Yanfang chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"You little rascal, still shy with me. But seriously, what do you really think of Dilraba?"

This question made Xiao Chen fall silent for a moment.

He turned his head and looked at the radiant girl on the stage, his eyes becoming complex and profound.

After the dance ended, Dilraba bowed and left the stage amidst thunderous applause.

She jogged back to her seat, her cheeks flushed with excitement and exertion, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She looked at Xiao Chen the moment she saw him, like a child waiting for praise.

Xiao Chen picked up the bottled water he had prepared, unscrewed the cap and handed it to her. He then took out a tissue and very naturally wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"You jumped really well."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Dilraba's ears.

Dilraba's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushed even more, and she lowered her head, speaking softly.

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

This scene was faithfully captured by a camera not far away.

The party is still going on.

The villagers put on one show after another, with children reciting Tang poems and young people singing pop songs. Although they weren't professional, their sincerity was what made them stand out.

Xiao Chen was always the busiest person.

He helped the sound engineer adjust the equipment for a while, and then gave fruit to the villagers after the performance.

A little while later, she picked up another sleepy and crying child and gently soothed him.

He was like a tireless wind, moving through every corner of the venue to make sure everyone was taken care of.

Every step was flawless.

He didn't perform any acts on stage, yet he attracted more attention than any of the performers.

As Stephen Chow watched him running around, he couldn't help but sigh to Leslie Cheung beside him.

"Now I finally understand why he won an Oscar."

Leslie Cheung raises an eyebrow.

"Um?"

"Look at him."

Stephen Chow pointed to Xiao Chen, who was massaging an old woman's back.

"He doesn't seem like he's on a TV show at all; it's like he was born to be here, doing these things."

"He's not playing 'a superstar who comes to the countryside to experience life'; he's playing the most enthusiastic and capable young man in the village."

"That's not acting, that's immersion."

Leslie Cheung nodded in deep agreement, his eyes filled with even greater approval.