Huayu: We're asking you to act, and you're playing a superhuman?

Pengcheng, Yinhu Villa District.

Returning to a familiar place, looking at the familiar green plants and rockery by the door, Wang Weili had the illusion that time had never passed.

"When I left this morning, I told your aunt that you would be coming back for dinner today. Xiaoru was very happy to hear that you were coming back."

Wang Liang followed Wang Weili out of the car, still muttering to himself.

Wang Weili nodded perfunctorily: "Xiaoru is almost 4 years old, right?"

"She'll be 5 years old after the New Year! She was born the year you got into university, so you're the older brother."

Wang Liang stood beside Wang Weili and followed his gaze. He was startled at first, then a look of reminiscence and tenderness welled up in his eyes.

"I remember when you were little, you used to climb that artificial hill, and your mother would reach out and catch you from below..."

"Back then, you often worked overtime and didn't come home!"

"I'm just trying to make my family's life better."

"Hehe, that's true."

Wang Weili nodded and didn't argue.

Wang Liang hesitated, then sighed and walked into the house.

Wang Weili followed behind him, entering the living room through the front door. Sunlight shone on the black and white patterned floor tiles, and a melodious jazz tune came from the brass record player next to the television.

Then, a plump young woman wearing a royal blue cheongsam gracefully approached with movements almost like a dance.

She gracefully bypassed Wang Liang, shook hands with him, spun around, and then stopped enthusiastically in front of Wang Weili, opening her arms to embrace him.

"Willie, you're finally home."

"Aunt Tian, ​​Happy New Year."

Wang Weili took a half step back, raised his hand to pat his stepmother's arm, and ended her welcoming ceremony early.

Tian Li smiled nonchalantly: "Xiao Ru was just asking when you'd be here. I sent her to the toy room. She should be out in a few minutes."

"Um...it's actually quite nice to let her stay in the toy room."

A rare look of embarrassment appeared on Wang Weili's face, and his gaze kept darting in one direction.

Tian Li covered her mouth and chuckled twice, then whispered teasingly, "My words don't carry as much weight as yours as your older brother's."

"That's true. When you left last year, Xiaoru secretly cried for several days, and then last month she started counting down the days until you came back..."

Wang Liang chimed in, his exaggerated expression making it seem as if Wang Weili had committed some heinous crime.

Watching the two perform their coordinated act, Wang Weili chuckled but didn't respond.

Does a three-year-old girl really understand what separation means?

Even if she understood, how could she possibly be overly attached to her brother whom she only saw once a year?

Sure enough, year after year, the rhetoric used to persuade them to stay became increasingly exaggerated.

While Wang Weili was silently cursing in his heart, he didn't notice the changes in the expressions of his father and stepmother.

Wang Liang slowly widened his eyes, staring intently in one direction. He opened his mouth as if to give a warning, but Tian Li stopped him by tugging at his sleeve.

By the time Wang Weili's ears twitched and he noticed movement to his side, the person had already taken off running towards him on their short legs.

"Brother, you're back!"

Wang Weili turned around and looked at his younger sister, who was rushing towards him like a little calf with her head down. He quickly grabbed her frantically swinging arms and picked her up to prevent the little baby from slipping and falling.

When Wang Yanru was picked up, her short legs were still kicking the air rapidly, and her puffed-out cheeks and stubborn little eyes seemed to be about to knock Wang Weili away.

Looking at the little baby brimming with energy, Wang Weili laughed and said, "Little calf, you're in good spirits!"

"My brother is a bad person."

Why?

"My brother doesn't come home and doesn't play with me, so he's a bad person!"

As she spoke, Wang Yanru kicked her short legs forward twice, but she couldn't reach it no matter what she did.

Wang Weili was amused by her actions and laughed: "How about I play with you before dinner?"

"Okay! Can you come home to live with me from now on, brother?"

Wang Yanru subconsciously turned to look at her parents beside her, before staring at Wang Weili with her pure and innocent eyes.

Wang Weili's smile froze and then relaxed. He gently tucked the baby under his arm with his left hand and pinched her lychee-like cheeks.

"Did Mom tell you to say that, or did Dad tell you to say it?"

"Hmm~, Mom and Dad both told me to say that..."

Toddlers can't keep secrets; they'll betray their parents the moment they open their mouths.

Wang Weili smiled without saying a word, and continued to carry the baby towards the restaurant.

Wang Liang and Tian Li, who were lagging behind, exchanged a glance and could only slowly catch up, feeling disappointed that their plan had failed.

After a New Year's Eve dinner, the happiest person is undoubtedly the one who is most carefree.

Wang Weili was overly polite from beginning to end, acting more like a guest than a traveler returning home.

After dinner, Tian Li took Wang Yanru upstairs, leaving the father and son alone.

Wang Weili held a small porcelain bowl, gently shaking it with a spoon, and slowly ate the sweet rice balls sprinkled with osmanthus flowers.

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Liang said, "Xiao Li, you've graduated from university now. Being a celebrity isn't a proper career path. Why don't you just go home?"

"It's not just about being a celebrity..."

Wang Weili put down the porcelain bowl, wiped his lips, and said, "I've also tried making some investments. I have a few good companies that I feel have a good market potential in the future."

"What type of company?"

"Mobile internet applications and games have now been officially launched."

"No wonder you're interested in DJI..."

Wang Liang nodded, feeling that Wang Weili was doing well.

"Dad, you still really like eating sweet fermented rice balls."

Wang Weili pointed to the empty porcelain bowl in front of him and said.

As a native of Shenzhen, Wang Liang originally preferred Chaoshan sweet soup, but since marrying Wang Weili's mother, he has prepared this sweet fermented rice ball dish every year for the Chinese New Year.

"It's not that I like it just because you and your mother like it..."

Wang Liang said this, his expression revealing regret.

Wang Weili continued the conversation, saying, "You can just eat it during the Chinese New Year, but you need to pay more attention to your blood sugar at other times."

"Yes, I know."

"When you have a lot of social engagements, remember to take liver-protecting pills. As you get older, you can't handle it as well as you used to."

"Haha, my waistline has definitely gotten a bit bigger these past two years..."

Wang Liang touched his own "spare tire" figure, a mixture of helplessness and a touch of nonchalance typical of middle-aged men.

Wang Weili patiently continued to reiterate the things that needed attention, such as remembering to eat breakfast when you wake up and going for a run whenever you have free time—these were just everyday details.

Wang Liang was initially surprised, but then, with slightly reddened eyes, he waved his hand and got up, indicating that he was going upstairs to use the treadmill...

Watching his father's retreating figure as he went upstairs, Wang Weili leaned back in his chair and, unsurprisingly, saw the system's notification.

[The host is performing actions consistent with the role being played. Current role-playing progress: 50%]

After filming wrapped on "Swords of Legends", Wang Weili spent his days and nights repeatedly thinking about how to play Chu Zihang.

It wasn't until the Spring Festival was approaching that he finally found the answer: the essence of the role lies in finding the life lessons of the character.

Chu Zihang's life lesson is not about slaying dragons or Xia Mi, but about his parents and family.

He sought out Kassel College because of his father's sacrifice, and even when facing different challenges every day, he would remember to remind his mother to drink milk before bed...

Having understood Chu Zihang's true life lesson, Wang Weili's role became much clearer, because his family situation was similar to Chu Zihang's in some ways.

As it turned out, he was right.

……

With the countdown to the Spring Festival underway, fireworks occasionally burst into the dark night sky.

Although Shenzhen has long banned fireworks in the city center, people usually turn a blind eye during the Spring Festival.

Wang Weili arrived at his rooftop, carefully closed the door, and looked at the last minute countdown displayed on his phone.

As the countdown enters its final stage: 5, 4, 3, 2...

A cheer came from afar, followed by a series of fireworks.

The most dazzling fireworks display was the fire tornado that Wang Weili created for the first time using Junyan. It shot straight into the sky and illuminated a dark cloud. Then the wind dissipated and the fire tornado exploded. The remaining flames grew and branched upwards like a giant cedar tree, and the scattered flames turned into leaves. It was truly a magnificent display of fire and silver flowers.

The Eye of the Wind King will forever accompany Junyan.

Having his strength drained by a single burst of flames, Wang Weili sat on the ground, looking up at the dazzling "fireworks" reflected in his eyes.