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

!!!

The manager was dumbfounded.

Isn't this Xiao Chen, the one who captivated everyone on screen?

The absolute center of global attention this year.

She was standing right in front of him, alive and well.

There were no spotlights, no cameras, just him wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans.

Yet it was more dazzling than any meticulously retouched magazine.

To be honest, with that kind of appearance, the manager has been navigating the social world for many years and believes he has seen quite a few people.

At this moment, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and I almost forgot to breathe.

His handsome appearance is absolutely one of a kind!

Wang Jinhua's voice pulled him back to reality.

"What are you looking at?"

The manager quickly snapped out of his daze, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead, and his attitude became even more respectful.

"Ah...no...it's nothing!"

"Sister Hua, Mr. Xiao, this way please!"

This group of people is of very high status.

No manager could afford to offend such a person.

As they were talking, they were led into a private room at the very back on the second floor.

The private room was antique in style, with a carved wooden window facing the small stage downstairs.

At this moment, two crosstalk performers dressed in long gowns are performing on the stage.

The spectators below cheered and laughed from time to time.

Ye Huimei nodded in satisfaction.

"This place is quite elegant."

"You can even listen to crosstalk while eating."

Wang Jinhua said with a smile.

"The environment is alright, but I wonder how the food is."

"I heard it's Shandong cuisine."

They had barely sat down when there was a knock on the door of the private room.

A slightly overweight man wearing a long robe and sporting a buzz cut walked in, sporting his signature smile.

It was Guo Degang, the owner of this store.

"Oh, Sister Hua!"

"Your presence is an honor to my humble shop!"

As soon as Guo Degang entered, he bowed to Wang Jinhua with a very humble posture.

He is far from being half of the crosstalk world he would become in later generations, and Deyun Society is only just starting out and is struggling to make progress.

For him, being able to befriend someone like Wang Jinhua was an opportunity he had longed for.

Wang Jinhua nodded politely.

"Boss Guo, may your business prosper!"

Guo Degang spoke modestly, his gaze naturally falling on Xiao Chen.

"Hey, it's all thanks to my friends' support, I'm just trying to make a living."

Upon seeing Xiao Chen, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, which quickly turned into enthusiastic praise.

"This must be the world-renowned Mr. Xiao Chen, right?"

"I've long admired your name. Meeting you today, young sir, you are indeed a man of exceptional talent and bearing!"

Guo Degang's praise was far more sophisticated than that of the lobby manager; he used idioms fluently and skillfully.

He was very good at making polite remarks.

Xiao Chen merely glanced at him and nodded politely.

"Mr. Guo, you're too kind."

His reaction was indifferent.

There was neither the arrogance of someone who achieved fame at a young age nor any deliberate humility; it was as if he were listening to a trivial statement.

This composure, ironically, made Guo Degang think more highly of him.

At only seventeen, he became a global sensation, yet remained unmoved by the praise.

This young man is no ordinary person.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Guo Degang went to the kitchen to oversee the cooking.

Soon, one exquisite dish after another was served.

Ye Huimei felt sorry for him and picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks.

"Come on, Chenchen, eat more."

"You've lost weight again lately on set. You never eat properly when you're filming."

Wang Jinhua also said.

"This restaurant's braised fish slices are really good, you should try them."

Xiao Chen ate his meal quietly, listening to the two women's concern, and felt a warmth in his heart.

The crosstalk performance downstairs continued, drawing cheers from the entire audience.

He wasn't interested in any of that; his mind was still on the scenes he was going to film tomorrow.

He put down his chopsticks halfway through the meal.

"I'm going to the restroom."

Ye Huimei nodded.

"Go."

Xiao Chen walked out of the private room and through the corridor lined with calligraphy and paintings.

As I came out of the restroom and was about to go back, a suppressed, animal-like whimper came from around the corner of the corridor.

He paused, looking in the direction of the sound.

There was a chubby little boy wearing a vest, with a chubby face, squatting in the corner, hugging his knees.

Her shoulders were trembling, and she was crying so hard.

Xiao Chen initially thought it was just some kid who had gotten into trouble and was hiding here crying because they had been scolded.

I didn't take it to heart.

But the child's crying was so pitiful that it inexplicably reminded him of his own helpless and weak state when he first transmigrated.

He walked over and squatted down in front of the chubby boy.

"Feed".

He spoke, his voice cool and aloof.

"Why are you crying?"

The chubby boy looked up, his plump face covered in tears and snot, his eyes swollen like two walnuts.

He was sobbing, about to speak, but the moment he saw Xiao Chen's face, he froze.

They even forgot to cry.

Tears clung to her eyelashes.

Mouth, slightly open.

The little fat boy's mind was completely blank at that moment.

He grew up backstage with his father, seeing all sorts of performers and hearing countless effusive praises.

But he had never seen such a face before.

The lights in the corridor all seemed to shine on this person.

Those eyes were deeper than the blackest ink he had ever seen.

That nose, so straight it's like a mountain ridge.

Those lips were so beautifully shaped that he couldn't think of any words to describe them.

Wow... such a handsome older brother.

This was the most straightforward and sincere thought that came to Guo Qilin's mind during his twelve years of life.

He even forgot why he had been crying so hard just now.

Was she scolded by her father?

Or did you mispronounce a word while reciting a tongue twister?

Not important anymore.

Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow as he looked at his dazed expression.

This child looks familiar.

With a round face and single eyelids, he bears a striking resemblance to Boss Guo from earlier.

A thought flashed through his mind.

Guo Qilin?

He sized up the little crybaby in front of him.

He gradually came to be associated with the young man who later became popular with audiences for his comedic roles in movies and TV dramas.

Just as Xiao Chen recognized him, Guo Qilin finally recovered a little from the huge shock brought by that face.

This face... is more than just good-looking.

This face... he feels like he's seen it somewhere before.

On TV!

In the movie!

Hong Wending, who is incredibly cool in "The New Legend of Shaolin"!

Liu Xing, the mischievous and troublesome character from the sitcom "Home with Kids"!

And... and that song "Baby" that swept the world!

Good guy.

No child.

Guo Qilin's mind was struck as if by a thunderbolt.

He sprang up from the ground, staggering slightly from the sudden movement.

He pointed at Xiao Chen, his eyes wide open, stammering, his voice trembling.

"You...you...you are...you are..."

"Xiao...Xiao Chen!"

This shout was loud and clear, with a trembling, cracking tone.

Several waiters passing by in the corridor looked over curiously upon hearing the noise.

When they saw Xiao Chen's face clearly, they all showed the same shocked expression as Guo Qilin.

I almost dropped the tray in my hands.