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

"Besides, if it were Xiao Chen, walking out like that, the airport would have been completely jammed with fans!"

"Look just now, nobody even crowded around!"

The girl was speechless.

Indeed, that person walked too fast and too discreetly.

People around him were only amazed by his appearance; no one associated him with the well-known Oscar-winning actor.

She reluctantly took out her phone to take a picture, but only managed to capture a blurry image of a person's back.

"Oh dear, it's all your fault! I should have taken a picture secretly!"

She stomped her foot in frustration.

Although they said that, their companions were also intrigued, and the two immediately opened Weibo.

"Why are you taking pictures? What if they're not a celebrity? You're violating their portrait rights."

Sure enough, the topic of #XiaoChenReturnsToChina# didn't even appear.

Undeterred, the girl posted a Weibo message on her alternate account.

[Location: Kyoto Airport. I just saw a guy who looks like Xiao Chen! He was incredibly handsome! I'd estimate he's over 190cm tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His muscles were filling out his t-shirt perfectly—he was so manly! He's completely different from his usual image! Unfortunately, he walked too fast to take a picture. Were any of you there? I need confirmation!]

This Weibo post was like a pebble thrown into the ocean, initially causing no ripples.

But soon, some night owl fans discovered this content.

"Wake up, OP! What kind of dream are you having in broad daylight?"

"Our Brother Chen is an elegant gentleman, not a muscular hunk."

"Hilarious! 190+? Is your brother some kind of magic staff that just grows taller overnight? His official height is 185cm, okay?"

"You're talking about Jack without a picture? (doge.jpg)"

"It's either the poster is seeing things, or it's a publicity stunt."

"With such a big event as Xiao Chen returning to the country, how could Sister Hua not have heard a word about it? Let's call it a day."

"I agree with the comment above. Chen Ge just finished filming Michael Bay's movie, he must be exhausted. He's probably resting in the US right now. OP, stop stirring up trouble here."

The comments section was filled with disbelief and mockery.

The girl who posted the Weibo post was furious and left several replies below.

"It's true! I didn't see wrong! That kind of handsomeness is one of a kind, definitely not just anyone!"

"His demeanor has changed so much! Seriously! He's gone from a delicate, handsome young man to a powerful and charismatic figure! Absolutely stunning!"

However, her explanation seemed weak and unconvincing without photographic evidence.

Soon, this Weibo post was buried in the massive flow of information.

No one could believe that the boy who once captivated the world with his stunning good looks has now quietly undergone an amazing transformation.

And this little commotion he caused is unfolding in the form of an "urban legend".

It quietly brewed within a very small fan base, waiting for an opportunity to ignite the entire internet.

In Kyoto, in a courtyard house hidden in a secluded alley, time seems to slow down.

Xiao Chen pushed open the familiar vermilion door, and the hinges creaked softly, like a long-awaited greeting.

The pomegranate tree in the yard was more lush and leafy than when he left, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows.

"Mom, I'm home."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly into the main room.

Ye Huimei, who was busy in the kitchen, froze.

She nearly dropped the spatula. She quickly wiped her hands on her apron and hurried out.

When she saw her son standing in the courtyard, tall and straight like a pine tree, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

It's been more than half a year since I last saw my son, and he seems to have grown taller and his shoulders have broadened.

His former somewhat naive boyishness has been completely replaced by a calm and reliable masculinity.

The simple T-shirt was stretched out by his full chest and arm muscles, exuding a sense of power.

"You silly child! Why didn't you tell me you were coming back!"

Ye Huimei quickly stepped forward, complaining as she gripped her son's arm tightly.

Looking him up and down, his eyes were full of heartache.

"You've lost weight. Did you not eat properly in the US?"

Xiao Chen smiled, took his mother's hand in return, and felt a warm and reassuring touch.

"You haven't lost weight, you've gotten stronger."

He patted his chest lightly, making a dull thud.

"From now on, I'll protect you."

A simple sentence made Ye Huimei feel both gratified and on the verge of tears.

Over the next few days, Xiao Chen went into full vacation mode.

He turned down all the announcements and interviews arranged by Wang Jinhua, and put his phone on silent, content to stay at home as a "useless person".

Ye Huimei devoted all her skills to the kitchen, constantly creating delicious meals for her son.

From shredded pork with sweet bean sauce to braised pork ribs, from lotus root soup to Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

She feeds him three meals a day plus a late-night snack, wishing she could make up for all the money her son had lost over the past six months.

Xiao Chen was happy to enjoy it, knowing that this was his mother's most direct way of expressing her love.

The mother and son lived a warm and peaceful life, seemingly in a different world from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

However, when the first promotional poster for "Fast & Furious 1" was released simultaneously worldwide, the entire internet was instantly ignited.

The main visual element of the poster is Xiao Chen.

He is no longer the artistic young man Jack from Titanic, with his handsome features and a touch of vulnerability.

In the photo, he is wearing a faded tank top.

His bronze skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat under the California sun, revealing smooth, powerful muscle lines.

Every inch is like a meticulously sculpted work of art.

He leaned against a modified muscle car, one hand casually resting on the steering wheel, his eyes filled with arrogance.

A faint, roguish smile played at the corners of his mouth, his hormones practically bursting off the screen.

This was a complete upheaval.

He went from an elegant prince on a white horse to a wild and unruly king of the streets.

The internet is buzzing.

The first one to go crazy was the girl who posted on Weibo at the airport.

Her alternate account was discovered, and the Weibo post that was ridiculed back then was forwarded hundreds of thousands of times.

"Aaaaaah! I knew I wasn't seeing things! I knew it! Isn't this the super handsome guy I saw before?! You mere mortals! Tremble!"

The comments section below takes a complete 180-degree turn.

"Sister! I was wrong! I apologize! Please tell me more details!"

"I take back what I said earlier about the original poster being a daydreamer. This is more than just a daydream; it's practically a miracle!"

"So, Brother Chen really did return to China quietly? And then he even went to the gym without a word, turning himself into a walking embodiment of masculinity?"

"Before, I wanted to marry him; now... now I want him to pin me against the wall and kiss me!"

"Hey lady upstairs, you're not alone!"

Domestic fandoms went wild, while overseas social media was in an uproar.

Countless foreign female fans went wild on Twitter and Instagram.