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

A female singer with an avant-garde style squeezed in.

"Xiao! It's me, Gaga!"

I absolutely love your movies!

Another top-tier celebrity also extended an olive branch.

"Honey, your song is amazing! I'm Beyoncé, we definitely want to collaborate sometime!"

Even the usually aloof God of Rap has surprisingly expressed his approval.

"Hey kid, I'm Eminem, your rap part is cool."

Xiao Chen was surrounded by a group of European and American celebrities with an average height of over 1.8 meters, yet he didn't seem embarrassed at all.

He was like the eye of the storm, calm and composed.

He greeted everyone who came up to him with a polite smile and occasionally nodded in response.

Wang Jinhua stood by his side, skillfully helping him deal with these overly enthusiastic singers.

"Thank you, thank you everyone. Xiao Chen also appreciates you all very much."

There will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

"Excuse me, let us go in first."

Xiao Chen looked at the blond, blue-eyed faces in front of him, their enthusiasm bordering on hypocrisy, and felt no emotion whatsoever.

He just felt that the red carpet had taken a little too long.

The pants are still a bit tight.

It was faintly sad.

He tilted his head slightly and spoke to Wang Jinhua in a whisper.

"Aunt Hua, this is even more extravagant than the Golden Rooster Awards."

While smiling and dealing with the blonde sweetheart in front of her who wanted to kiss Xiao Chen, Wang Jinhua replied to him in a low voice.

"Of course, this is a Grammy."

"You're a global superstar now, it's no wonder they're all scrambling to get close to you."

She looked at her artist's flawless face from every angle and was extremely satisfied.

What is an international superstar?

This is what you call an international superstar!

Just standing there, you become the center of attention!

Just as Xiao Chen was being surrounded by the crowd and struggling to move into the venue.

At the other end of the red carpet, another black stretch Lincoln slowly came to a stop.

The car door opened, and a slender leg wearing black Doc Martens stepped out.

Next up was a petite figure with smoky makeup and long, golden-red highlighted hair.

A plaid mini skirt, black fishnet stockings, and a leather vest covered in metal chains.

Punk, rebellious, yet sweet.

It's Avril Lavigne.

Reporters immediately set aside a small portion of their cameras to focus on the young rock star.

"Avril! Look this way!"

Avril waved to the camera with practiced ease and struck a few cool poses.

But her gaze, uncontrollably, drifted towards the center of the crowd that was packed tightly together not far away.

Even from that distance, she recognized the figure at a glance.

Xiao Chen.

he's changed.

Today, Xiao Chen's outfit was one that Avril had never seen before.

So radiant and dazzling.

Avril looked at the glamorous female celebrities.

Some even boldly rubbed against him.

An unnamed anger, mixed with jealousy, welled up from the bottom of my heart.

A keen entertainment reporter noticed the direction of Avril's gaze.

He immediately grabbed the microphone and squeezed through the crowd.

"Avril! Are you watching Shaw too?"

"What are your thoughts on this prodigy from China who has suddenly emerged?"

This issue has attracted the attention of all the media outlets in the vicinity.

Avril Lavigne and Xiao Chen.

One is a rock diva, the other is an all-around superstar.

The two seemed to have no connection, but reporters are best at making unfounded accusations.

Upon hearing this, Avril withdrew her gaze.

She looked at the microphone in front of her, her large eyes, framed by smoky makeup, blinking repeatedly.

What do you think?

What can she possibly think?

She watched him grow from an ordinary actor to where he is today.

Watching him grow from a naive boy into someone who makes women all over the world scream.

She knows him better than anyone else here.

She liked him more than anyone else.

Avril Lavigne did not answer the reporter's questions; instead, she gave the camera a defiant smile.

Her voice, transmitted clearly through the microphone, echoed throughout the entire red carpet entrance.

"I like him. I've liked him since I was twelve."

In short, it was earth-shattering!

The entire press area remained silent for several seconds.

Immediately afterwards, a commotion erupted that was ten times more intense than when Xiao Chen was being greeted!

"What?!"

"Did I hear that right? Avril said she likes Xiao Chen?"

"My God! Is this a public confession?!"

"Twelve years old?! Are they childhood friends?!"

The reporters have completely gone mad!

They were snapping photos so hard their cameras were practically smoking, and they were all vying to shove the microphones right up to Avril's mouth.

"Avril! Are you serious?"

"What's your relationship with Xiao Chen? Do you know each other?"

Are you confessing your feelings to him? Do you hope he'll be your boyfriend?

Faced with these questions, Avril's smile grew even brighter.

She extended her finger, painted with black nail polish, and pointed towards the camera, seemingly indicating Xiao Chen's direction.

"Yes, I hope that one day he can be my boyfriend."

After saying that, she turned around gracefully.

Lifting her skirt, she walked towards the venue under the protection of bodyguards.

He left behind a media frenzy.

Tonight's Grammys have already generated a lot of buzz even before they've officially started!

The biggest gossip of the year has been born!

Meanwhile, Xiao Chen, another central figure in this storm, was completely unaware of it.

With great difficulty, he managed to shake off the group of enthusiastic singers and enter the inner venue of the awards ceremony, thanks to Wang Jinhua clearing the way.

The venue was brightly lit and decorated like a temple.

Top figures in the music industry are everywhere.

Xiao Chen found his seat, which was in the first row.

Sitting next to me is Taylor Swift.

This young girl, who had just come of age, was attending the Grammys for the first time and was sitting quietly, not saying a word.

I was already nervous, but when I turned my head, I saw Xiao Chen's devastatingly handsome face.

Now I don't even know what to do with my hands.

Besides the nervous Taylor Swift, sitting opposite Xiao Chen were Beyoncé and her husband, and Katy Perry was not far away.

Each and every one of them became a renowned superstar in later generations.

At this time, they all still retained some youthful naiveté.

Seeing Xiao Chen sit down, the others all cast curious and scrutinizing glances at him.

Xiao Chen nodded to them as a greeting.

Then, he sat quietly and began to look through the ceremony program in his hand.

Wang Jinhua sat down next to him, took out a small mirror to touch up her makeup, and spoke casually.

"There was quite a commotion outside just now, it seems like Avril has arrived."

Xiao Chen hummed in agreement, his gaze still fixed on the program sheet, searching for his turn to perform.

Looking at his overly calm profile, Wang Jinhua couldn't resist teasing him.

"Don't you want to go see them?"

"The little girl lost to you in the bet last time, she's probably still upset."

"Don't you want to go and comfort them?"

Xiao Chen finally looked away from the program sheet. He raised his head and looked towards the stage, seemingly estimating the distance and the lighting.

"She'll adjust herself."