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

The young man in front of me wasn't wearing a traditional suit; instead, he was dressed in a trendy brand outfit.

A loose-fitting black silk shirt, with the top two buttons casually undone at the collar, revealing the collarbone.

She wore a pair of slim-fit ripped jeans with silver chain embellishments.

The sneakers on her feet were so white they were almost blinding.

What's most eye-catching is his hair.

Her meticulously styled, tousled hair had an unruly messiness, with a few strands of silver-gray highlights shimmering with a metallic sheen under the light.

He looked like a cover model straight out of a top fashion magazine.

It carries a trendy vibe that's both languid and dangerous.

So handsome.

Moreover, it's the kind of striking, undeniably handsome look that's hard to ignore.

After a long while, only a senior reporter from Rolling Stone magazine recognized the boy.

The reporter nearly dropped his camera the moment he recognized the boy!

Good heavens...

Although his hairstyle has changed and his temperament is completely different from the gentle and refined young man in the movie, his face is definitely the same!

The reporter shouted the name with all his might.

"Oh my God!"

"It's Xiao! Xiao Chen!"

(My God, it's Xiao Chen)

The crowd erupted in chaos!

"Xiao Chen?!"

"Xiao Chen, the one who sang 'Baby'?"

"That actor, Xiao Chen?!"

The reporters quickly realized what was happening, and more and more people recognized the face.

Yes!

it's him!

That young man from China who swept the global charts with his song "Baby"!

God!

His style today was absolutely explosive!

He's practically a walking hormone bomb!

Click, click, click—!

After a few seconds of silence, the flashes started flashing wildly at a frequency ten times stronger than before.

At this moment, all the cameras were focused on the young man from the East who was slowly walking onto the red carpet.

The reporters went crazy, pushing and shoving forward, constantly shouting Xiao Chen's name.

"Xiao! Look here!"

"Look at this! Please!"

"Could you give me a smile, Shaw?"

Faced with the frenzied scene before him, Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged.

He didn't even lose his footing rhythm.

He simply turned his head slightly, facing the direction where the cameras were most concentrated.

Raise your hand, put your index and middle fingers together, gently tap your temple, and then swing it forward.

A smart and sharp military salute with a touch of roguishness.

Immediately afterwards, the corners of his mouth turned up very slightly.

An almost invisible arc.

But it was like a bomb going off, causing the entire press area to boil over!

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

Several young female reporters even let out uncontrollable screams.

That's brutal!

Does this young man even realize how charming he is?!

Xiao Chen was already used to the scene before him.

He didn't walk forward immediately, but instead gentlemanly reached out and helped Wang Jinhua steady herself.

This subtle movement was captured by countless cameras.

"That's so cool! That's what a true international superstar looks like!"

Wang Jinhua looked at the scene before her with satisfaction and whispered in Xiao Chen's ear.

"How's it going? What do you think of the battle outfit your Aunt Hua picked out for you?"

Xiao Chen remained expressionless and answered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Hmm, not bad."

"The pants are a bit tight."

Wang Jinhua almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

That kid.

They never forget to be witty and sarcastic.

The frenzy on both sides of the red carpet did not stop there.

On the contrary, when the name Xiao Chen spread like a virus...

The atmosphere at the entrance to the Grammys completely changed.

This is a temple in the music world.

Everyone present today is a top figure in the global pop music scene.

They're used to the spotlight, used to screaming, and even used to being the center of the world.

Everyone put in their best effort and spared no expense on the styling.

There was a gangster rap boss wearing a leather jacket studded with diamonds, looking as if he wanted to hang a whole mine on his body.

There was a gothic rock band lead singer dressed like a fallen angel who had just escaped from Eden, with smoky makeup and black wings.

Even more extreme is a pop diva known for her outrageous behavior.

He wrapped a live white python around his neck, its tongue hissing, scaring away all the reporters within a three-meter radius.

They came dressed to the nines, all for the sake of generating buzz and getting media coverage.

But now, all the cameras are fixed on that young boy from the East.

It was as if he was the sun, while they, the big stars who usually shone brightly, were instantly dimmed into mere supporting characters.

A black male singer with an afro was wearing a gold chain thicker than his head.

He was complaining to the woman next to him, clearly dissatisfied.

"What's going on?"

"Are the reporters blind? Didn't they see my brand new limited edition Air Jordans?"

His female companion, a hot Latin pop star, also pouted, her eyes full of sourness.

"Just a pretty boy from Asia, what's so interesting about him?"

"As thin as a bamboo pole."

But no sooner had he finished speaking those sarcastic words than someone recognized Xiao Chen.

"Wait...that face...I feel like I've seen it somewhere before...it's Harry Potter!"

"And Home Alone! He's Kevin! My favorite movie when I was a kid!"

"Baby! He sang the song 'Baby' that became a global hit!"

"So this is what he looks like!"

As one after another, the names of renowned works burst forth from the crowd.

The expressions on the faces of those singers who had initially shown disdain and contempt began to become subtle.

Then, it was as if a strange switch had been pressed by everyone.

Their eyes changed from disdain to fervor.

What does this mean?

Xiao Chen has the dual identity of an actress and a singer.

Moreover, the works created under each of these identities are all top-notch!

The male singer with the afro who was just complaining was the first to react.

He shoved his female companion aside and rushed toward Xiao Chen at top speed.

"Hey! Xiao!"

"My brother!"

Their familiar tone made it seem like they were childhood friends who grew up together.

Xiao Chen turned his head upon hearing the sound.

He watched as the black man, who was twice his size, rushed over, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

He nodded politely.

"Hello there."

The black man casually put his arm around Xiao Chen's shoulder, flashing a set of gleaming white teeth as he faced the reporters' area.

"Hey! Look this way!"

"Let's take a picture with my best buddy Xiao!"

The reporters, of course, wouldn't miss this opportunity, and their flashbulbs went off again.

Once the first person took the plunge, everyone else realized the importance of trying something new.

Who cares about red carpet looks or personal profiles these days?

It's possible to be associated with Xiao Chen, a figure at the center of global attention.

Even just a group photo would have far greater news value tomorrow than standing here for half an hour!

Suddenly, a strange sight appeared on the red carpet.

All sorts of demons and monsters.

Oh no.

Top celebrities from all walks of life flocked towards Xiao Chen from all directions.